Mina Mistletoe vs Marie Belladonna (complete)

Mina gritted her teeth as she felt Marie pushing against her. The two of them were now body-to-body, and their breasts pressed together tightly, causing the crowd to howl ecstatically. Mina smirked, deciding that maybe it was time to give the crowd what they wanted.

"Oh look," she said, "mistletoe!" And with that, Mina leaned forwards and locked her lips around Marie's in a kiss. She moved her tongue into her opponent's mouth, hoping that the combination of a bear hug, body scissor, and a kiss restricting her opponent's breathing would be enough to eventually KO her.

Marie's eyes widened. She was starting to grow respect for the women, fighting as rough as she was. She then growled lowly, suddenly trying to claw her nails into her thighs.

"Keep your slimy tongue out of my mouth."

She snarled, suddenly trying to bite down hard on Mina's tongue.

"UUUUUUUMPH!" Mina cried as she felt Marie biting into her tongue. Abruptly releasing the bear hug, she began to slam her fist again and again into Marie's head in an effort to make her let go. When that wasn't enough, she clamped her hands over Marie's face, digging her nails deep into her face as she began to pry her head back. The audience, meanwhile, began to boo-- in part for Marie's dirty tactics, and in part for her cancelling what would have been a very awesome girl-on-girl kiss.

Marie was only interested in women with power. This woman was tough, but she wasn't that intimidating. Therefore, she felt nothing for her, she ground down on her tongue with her teeth, tasting her blood as she was getting hammered in the face, then shrieked as Mina clawed her nails into her face, finally letting go of her tongue and tried to kick her away from her if she was able to.

Because Mina was sitting right in front of Marie, however, the French girl's kick did very little. Mina's tongue was throbbing painfully, and blood tricked from the corners of her mouth. She felt pain driving her to rage as she clenched down harder on Marie's face, executing a double face claw as she slowly pushed Marie downwards onto the mat. The match had quickly devolved from a wrestling match to a vicious catfight, with the two fighters seeming more intent on tearing each other to shreds than on winning.

Marie clenched her teeth suddenly kicking her legs and squealing as Mina clawed her nails into her face. As it looked like she was done, Marie still had a dirty trick up her sleeve, gathering up the blood that had leaked into her mouth and suddenly spat it up into Mina's eyes to hopefully blind her so she could push her off.

"Aaaagh!" Mina shouted, staggering back as she began to rub her stinging eyes. She blindly rolled away from Marie, trying to put as much distance between them as possible...

Oh no you don't, christmas slut!" She snarled at Mina when she started to roll away from her, trying to leap onto her back, being driven by rage now. If she landed on her back, she would scramble up to her feet while grabbing two handfuls of Mina's hair. If Mina didn't put up too much of a fight, she would plant her high heeled boot into her back and start pulling her hair back with both hands. "I want to hear you scream!!!" She shouted down at her. "Beg for mercy, damn it!"

Mina grunted loudly as Marie slammed into her back, sending blood from her maimed tongue spitting outwards. A second later, she began to scream as Marie dug her knees into her back and began to pull back hard on her hair.

"I want to hear you scream!!!" Marie shouted down at her. "Beg for mercy, damn it!"

Mina could only scream in agony. Her scalp felt like it was on fire, and her back was being bent back painfully. She shook her head, trying to hold back tears of pain as she tried to claw her way towards the ropes.

Marie snerked as she saw her starting to claw towards the ropes, stomping down hard on your back.

"You get no escape this time, slut. Now I want you scream, at the top of your lungs, 'I'm your slut, Marie Belladonna' And you better say it good and loud, otherwise we'll be initiating our first bald woman to the FWA. Get me?" She snarled, waiting for her response.