A Butterfly trapped in the Sadist's web: Cherrie vs Jessica

Cherrie kept biting down hard as Cherrie let go of Jessicaâ€s leotard, she knew how to deal with Jessica now. If she wanted to make Jessica climax, she was going to have to beat Jessica down first. Cherrie starts moving into a tripod position, she goes to wrap her arms around Jessicaâ€s waist. If she was able to wrap her arms around her waist she simply go to stand up, try to bring up the 109 girl, charge forward towards the ropes, bounce off of them, and go to slam Jessica back down into the mat with a makeshift powerbomb.

Jessica had started to grit her teeth, trying to ignore the sharp pain in her chest from Cherrie's teeth. She was surprised that she hadn't drawn blood yet with how hard she was clenching down. Still, she refused to let go. This was her chance to gain the upperhand, and she wasn't going to let that chance go to waste. Now that she knew her opponent's tactic was to basically use underhanded tactics, she couldn't let her get the chance to do that again. It could wind up very bad for Jessica.

Even though she knew that, she wasn't able to stop Cherrie from wrapping her arms around the young Butterfly's waist, and lifting her up with ease. She cursed herself for being so light. This was bad, in this position, she didn't know what could happen. She wouldn't be left wondering for ling though, as Cherrie swiftly ran at the corner, driving her back against the turnbuckle. "GUH!" she grunted, air escaping her lungs. This loosened her grip on Cherrie's head, giving her a chance to do whatever else she wanted. Which she did, driving the poor girl back into the mat with a powerbomb. "Gaaah!" she cried, arching her back and reaching back to sooth her now sore spine.

Cherrie would lift Jessica up pretty easily, she thanked God that she was so light. She knew she had to make Jessica let go, that was when she ran to the corner and slammed Jessica back first into the turnbuckle. She smiles evilly as she felt Jessicaâ€s grip around her head had loosened up significantly. Cherrie knew what to do, so she quickly slams Jessica hard into the ground. She looks down at Jessica with a smile and goes to mount herself on top of Jessica. She would then place her hands on top of Jessicaâ€s breasts, push her down hard, and try to pin her to the mat.

If she was able to the ref would start the count Cherrie thinking maybe she could get a quick victory, which was most likely not going to happen but the more she feels up the young Butterfly the easier she will be to climaxing in the end. Because even if it would take a while, Cherrie is going to try and make Jessica climax in the ring.

After being slammed hard onto the mat, Jessica felt the pain radiate through her entire back. The powerbomb had had the desired effect of the young butterfly, eliciting a loud scream of pain from her. After the slam was done, Jessica felt Cherrie's hand press down on her breasts to hold her onto the mat. Despite her pain though, she let out a soft moan as she felt her hands on her chest. Even though she wasn't really massaging her, the contact alone was enough to give her some stimulation. She blamed that on the fact that earlier Cherrie had pulled on her leotard.

Still, the hold managed to press her shoulders into the mat, getting the ref to start the count. "1" came the first count. Still hurting from the slam, Jessica barely registered the sound. "2" came the second. At that point, she knew that she was in trouble. Jessica had taken abuse from the beginning of the match on, but she didn't want to lose so soon. With all the strength she had, she would role onto her side, lifting her shoulder off the mat and breaking the pin.

Cherrie would smile as she sat ontop of the little Butterfly. She would get up as Butterfly kicked out but not without massaging Butterflyâ€s breasts. She would attempt to focus on Jessicaâ€s nipples. Cherrie would stand up and look at the poor Butterfly and would let her stand up. But when she would Cherrie would go to kick Butterfly hard at her knees. Right now her target needed to be her legs, if she couldn't stand anymore Cherrie could have her way with Butterly much more easily.

After breaking the pin, Jessica felt exhausted. Pushing out of a pin was a lot harder than it looked, especially after being slammed to the mat so hard. But still, she managed to do it, even though she was in pain, and tired. Cherrie wouldn't let her off easy though. As she got off of her, she felt the woman massage her breasts, enticing a moan from her. Jessica didn't know why Cherrie's touches were getting to her so much, but it didn't matter. What mattered now was getting back to her feet and fighting back against Cherrie.

Looking up, and seeing her just standing there, Jessica took the chance to slowly get up, keeping her eyes on Cherrie. She had to be ready for anything from her. After a sneak attack at the beginning of the match, Jessica knew that Cherrie wasn't a fair fighter, so she would have to be on her guard. Just as she thought, Cherrie would go after her right away, aiming a kick at her knees. Jessica was fed up with being beaten down by Cherrie. She was ready to show her that she could take her down as well. Jessica would weave to the side, dogging Cherrie's kick to her legs, and using the opening to send her own kick straight to Cherrie's side, hoping to stun her long enough to tackle her to the mat right after.

As Cherrie stood up she would smirk waiting for the right moment to strike. As she saw Jessica stand up slowly and was finally at full attention Cherrie would rush over to Jessica and tried to kick her hard in her knees trying to make this bonsai tree fall down. But that was when Jessica did something completely unsuspected by Cherrie and actually dodged her move. As Cherrieâ€s leg came back down at her side that was when she was met with a kick that came out of no where. “Guwah! You little…” Cherrie let out as she held onto her stomach area and she was at first stun for a little bit, but she soon glares down on Jessica and says, “You think that is all that will keep me down you little worm?!” That was when Cherrie came back in a blind rage with a clothesline aiming to connect it to Jessicaâ€s neck. If it was to connect it would feel very painful as if it was a clothesline from hell.

Jessica was no longer in the mood to just sit there and take the abuse that Cherrie had given her since the very beginning of the match. She was ready to fight back, and no longer be just a punching bag for the girl. It was her time time to shine now, and she was going to shine bright, and beat this girl with all she had. After managing to successfully hit Cherrie with a kick, it seemed that that move had pissed her off quite a bit. It must hurt her pride to be hit by someone she considered weaker than her, and that brought a smile to the young butterfly's lips.

The kick didn't stun her too much it seemed though, because she came right at Jessica with a vicious clothesline. But Jessica was alert now, and ready for anything. She knew to expect that from Cherrie at this point. With the clothesline coming right at her Jessica would duck down just enough to get under her arm, and the go to wrap her own arms around Cherrie, squeezing her middle a bit before trying to lift her up hard and toss her over her in a gernam suplex. She knew it would be a hard effort, but she had to try, or get beaten down some more.

Cherrie glares at Jessica as she went to kick her in the stomach hard to just tr and stun her. But as Cherrie went for a close courtiers clothesline. Jessica quickly ducked under her arm and would try wrapping her arms around Cherrieâ€s waist. Cherrie would shake her head as she would quickly start making her way towards the ropes but keeping it slow and steady so she could make it. She would reach out and grab the ropes and the ref would start counting letting Jessica know she had to let go. Cherrie shakes her head and says, “Let go of me you little pest!”