A new challenger appears! ( for Hali)

Scarlet used groping hand as extra leverage, yanking it over the same direction as his new found momentum. She swung him hard and tossed him through the air. Coming after him, she moved to kneel over his chest, legs tight on either side of his gut, pulling her fists back and preparing to start raining down blows upon his face and chest. "Lesson learned?"

John hit the ground hard and before he knew it, Scarlet was straddling him, "Ye like bein' on top, lass?", was all she heard before grabbing her breasts and kicking her in the back of the head, throwing her off of him and possibly dazing her with his steel-toed boots

Scarlet gasped as she felt John's hands cup her breasts, it drew more of a reaction than he expected, and his boot collided with the back of her head. A moan escaped her lips, one hand went to the back of her head, and a strong buck from her opponent sent her toppling to her side, trying to get her barrings as her opponent was given a little time to subdue the speed demon.

John grinned as he hopped to his feet, "Bein' on top not what ye expected, lass?", he taunted her as he used his boot to roll her on to her stomach. he found himself wondering what was going through her head as he sat down on her back, pulling her arms back across his legs, setting her up for a camel clutch, "Well, its not gonna be much better for ya, being on bottom.", he said as he ripped open the front of her tank top and pulled her head back and up, locking in a nasty clutch!

Scarlet gasped as she felt the air hit her chest and stomach, "Oh fuck you!" She groaned as she felt his hand move from her destroyed shirt to her chin. She felt John lock the hold in, but she smiled, this particular hold wasn't too painful, her back was extremely flexible, just like most of her joints, "Keep pulling, you're giving me a long needed stretch."

"Maybe later, lass.", he told her as he squeezed his legs tight, pressing against the sides of her torso as he rolled over on to his back, putting Scarlet skyward. John wrapped his legs around hers, locking them out as he wrapped his left arm her neck in the manner of a dragon sleeper."Ye want I stretch ye out some more, lass?", he taunted her, locking out the dragon ceiling hold, making the final touch, grabbing her left breast and proceeded to squeeze tight!

Scarlet whined, letting out airy swoons of desperation as she fought against the hold. Her powerful legs cranked against his leg lock. "Stop it!" She growled, fighting as heard as she could. Once he let go of her left arm to grab her throat, her arm shot up to pry his away, and when he continued her humiliation by groping her sensitive breast she cooed, closing her eyes momentarily, before opening them again and driving an elbow backwards into his side! "Let go now!"

John was slightly surprised at this, he wasn't expecting her to get turned on, "I'm not sure ye really want me to stop, lass." Grinning, he released the hold on Scarlett's neck, and instead ran along the front of her body, stopping between her legs, where he started massaging and rubbing her outside of her jeans. This went on for about a minute before John rolled to his side, roughly slamming Scarlett to the grass, releasing her from the hold, "Come on, lass, don't ye have an interview yer tryin' te keep me out of?", he taunted her as he got to his feet and stepped back a couple steps, lighting yet another cigarette

The woman squirmed in his arms, "Get the hell off!" She barked, twisting and contorting herself in an attempt at freedom. Then his hand trailed down her body and began massaging her womanhood. The Jeans were a fantastic shield, especially when they were stretched out by the leg lock. Taking a deep breath, she prepared for whatever would be next as her arms tugged desperately at the holds he had on her breast and crotch, trying to minimize the contact.
Suddenly she was thrown to her side as John stood. She jumped to her feet as well as soon as he released her, and when his hands were occupied with cigarette lighting, she flew in, driving a fist to his gut as she passed and continued behind him. If she got there, her elbow would come crashing into his spine before she leaped away.

Before John could react, he was coughing up the cigarette as Scarlett's fist made contact with his gut and stumbling forward a step as her elbow collided with his spine. He cracked his back and turned to face her, "Not bad, Lass, but now, i'll be having te make ye pay fer wastin' me cancer stick.", he told her before charging, he would attempt to send his boot crashing into her abdomen to set her up for a double rolling power bomb, in which he would slam her once, then roll forward, still holding her, and power bomb her again, taking advantage of the momentum to turn it into a throwing power bomb.