Matt Floyd vs Luna Gold

Matt chuckled, and started towards her as well. Then suddenly he would run at her, and try to nail a clothesline across her chest.

She ducked under his clothesline but it backfired and hit her face making her fall to the ground. "Omppphh. Lucky hit" she said getting back up.

Matt looked back when he missed, then chuckled as it seemed Luna ended up taking the hit anyway. "Yeah, you're much better than before!" he kaughed. Before she could get up, Matt would yank her legs out from under her so she would fall back to the mat.

She fell backwards onto the mat. Qucikly she tried to pick herself back up before he could do anything else.

Matt didn't let go of her legs once she fell to the mat, but tucked them in under his armpits. Grinning down at her, Matt would try to turn her over in the boston crab sumbmission hold.

She was flipped over. Not giving up she attempts to grab his ankle. If she did she would twist it.

Matt sucessfully locked the boston crab in, and with a grin he would lean back and put pressure on her lower back. He knew this was a humiliation match, and that it couldn't be won this way, but this was a good way to wear her down.

He blinked when she grabbed at his ankle, and atempted to twist it. Unfortunately for her, and the angle he was standing, it wouldn't do as much damage as he was doing to her. "Not good enough!" he declared, and continued to rear back in the submission.

She groaned in pain as she let go of his ankle. Using her hands she atempted to push herself up with her hands hoping to decrease the pain

Matt continued to put pressure on her, until he felt her trying to push off the ground. Fortuntely Matt had a defense for that, and a good way to induce humiliation. He kept her legs tucked under his arms, and then used his hand to stoke her legs, moving dangerously close to her crotch.

She squirmed since the stroking was tickling her a bit. Luna did her best to muffle the giggles.