Sally Brown vs. White Feather

Sally was certain, absolutely certain, that she had this in the bag... until White Feather managed to kick her in the breasts. Sally's chest was mighty sensitive - maybe a tad more than your average girl - and a kick to the chest was about painful enough to cause her to gasp in pain, rolling off of White Feather. "A-augh! Cheap shot! Cheap shot!" Sally called out, before White Feather tackled her onto her belly. "Oof..."

"Sorry!" said White Feather with a shrug that maybe her risk was a bit too much. But that didn't matter now because White Feather now had a chance. She would try to grab at Sally's leg as she stepped off and attempted to twist Sally's foot and toes in an ankle lock.

Sally let out a pained squeak as White Feather put in her in an ankle lock - her leg twisted painfully, Sally locked the strength to break it quickly, or drag herself to the ropes! Her only hope lay in kicking White Feather off of her, which she struggled to do - even though she was exhausted from the match, she still had a reserve of strength to call on!

As White Feather continued with the submission, she felt Sally trying to kick her leg out to get her off. White Feather would try to hold onto that bare foot as she also grabbed the toes and twisted it along with that foot. And in addition, she tried to put her boot on top of Sally's other foot and toes to hold her down.

If this worked, White Feather could be closer to winning. If not, she'll have trouble holding on.

Sally let out a frustrated howl as White Feather grabbed her other foot - things were looking bad for the grizzly girl! Her legs were locked up and she was on her belly, unable to do much to stop White Feather. "A-ahh... consarnit... l-leggo of me." Sally murmured, trying to kick her legs out of the hold, feeling twisted pain in her feet and toes and legs.

Sally couldn't continue in this hold much longer, and tried one last attempt at escape! She attempted to curl up - she wasn't the most limber, but she wasn't the least limber, either - and get her hands within grabbing of White Feather, to get her arms around the native american's waist and pull her off her legs! If she couldn't manage to do that, well, Sally would be a bit screwed!

As White Feather continued the ankle lock, she felt Sally continuing to kick out and try to curl up. White Feather tried to hold her ground as the grip slipped a little to grab at Sally's bare toes and bending and twisting them some more. At the same time, she would even try to keep her boot down on the other foot and toes to hold her still. She would try as hard as she could to keep her opponent there so she can win.

But if she couldn't hold it for long, she might be forced to release Sally from the submission and back off.

Sally let out a sharp moan of pain - the ankle lock and the pressure from White Feather's boots were nearly unbearable! She'd try and make sure all her opponent's were barefoot in the future... however, Sally managed to pry White Feather off her legs, and off her foot! What's more, she had done that with her arms around the other girl's waist - she squeezed White Feather tightly to her, not wanting the native american to escape. If she could, she'd try and roll her opponent onto her back, then clamber on top of her! Assuming she managed that - it was all up in the air - she would try to pin Featherweight's wrists down, using her heavy chest to try and prevent her opponent from sitting up, and try to pin the Native American's legs down with her own thighs!

As soon as White Feather released Sally from the submission, she saw that her opponent was grabbing at her waist in an attempt to pull her in. "No, not this time!" thought White Feather as she attempted to chop at Sally's arms and punch her in the face to get her off.

If this worked, she would try and get Sally to stay on her stomach as White Feather got on top to also try to slam her head against the mat twice to daze her a little.

Sally felt like she had almost secured the match - but White Feather managed to strike her in the face, causing her to flinch away, letting go of her hold for a critical moment! The plump grizzly girl, disoriented again for a moment, legs throbbing with pain, was pushed back onto her belly. The Native American quickly clambered onto her back - she wasn't very heavy, but Sally's strength had been sapped throughout the match, and she couldn't just brute force her way to her feet! What's more, her head was slammed against twice - the world began spinning as Sally tried to grab White Feather's hands to stop the assault!

After slamming Sally's head against the mat two times, White Feather would release her to let her head drop to the mat. If she can get out without Sally grabbing her, White Feather would sit on Sally's back again but this time she aimed to cross her feet together. If this also succeeds, she would bend those legs down to secure them while bending those toes in a double toed leglock.