Mistress Natalia vs Mistress Tasha

Tasha smiled when she felt Natalia's body shift and would suddenly let go of one arm and twist to the side.

"Heh... knew it." She said before coming back hard with a straight fist aimed right to Natalia's forehead to try and knock her back.

Natalia ducked back a little but Tasha's knuckle still rapped against her forehead... She clenched her teeth taking a few steps backwards. Natalia looked at Tasha but just smiled slightly smug as she took of the hat that Tasha had almost knocked off and tossed it out of the ring...

"Really now... Don't get too happy already, we are only just getting started.." Natalia moved her guard up, but didn't offer the lock up this time, watching Tasha..

Tasha chuckled softly. "You don't have to tell me what I already know." She replied calmly before trying to move in towards her. She would draw back her left fist far, and would throw it to... skim over Natalia's nose. Her real blow would reveal itself afterwards in the form of a fierce uppercut with her right aiming for Natalia's jaw!

This time it was Natalia that was ready and waiting for Tasha's attack.. As she moved forwards for the strike, Natalia did little to try and dodge it, deciding that offense was the best defense.. She struck her booted foot up for Tasha's belly in a javelin kick

"Ugh!!" Tasha gasped, taking the boot in the gut and fell to one knee, clutching... Natalia's leg. She grinned up at her afterwards, then tried to twist herself around to make Natalia fall to her back in a dragon screw attempt.

Natalia fell to the side, using her forearm to try and cushion the fall as she rolled off onto her back from the momentum. Her well oiled bust bouncing a little as she came to a rest on her back

Tasha then licked her lips, falling onto her back as well to start trying to wrench Natalia's leg in a legbar. "Seems to me you've gotten a bit rusty since last bout."

As Natalia realized that Tasha still had a hold on her leg after the dragon screw, she pulled on the held leg before her opponent could fall back so that her knee was bent and braced. Her free foot came across to press the heel of her boot into Tasha's bust and then she would jab out with both feet sharply. Trying to force Tasha off of her and stab at her breast at the same time.

"Ughh!" Tasha gasped as Natalia kicked both feet out. She ended up falling backwards onto her rear, and then tried to roll away from her to get back to her feet. "Spoke too soon." She muttered to herself.

Mistress Natalia got to her feet rubbing the calf of her leg and lifted up as quickly as she could, she had to remind herself that Tasha wasn't quite the easy slut that she had been lead to believe just before their first match in the lock room..

She eyed Tasha carefully, waiting till she was about up to her feet again. Then she'd rush Tasha, trying to slam her arm across the front of her bust in a clothesline close enough for the sides of their breasts to brush snuggly against each other..