Priscilla Haynes vs Anja the Raven

It was indeed a very exciting idea to have a fight against another skilled wrestler. If there was one thing for Anja that could compare submitting girls in the bed was wrestling with girls in a real ring. Where the submitting of girls was not necessarily something that needed skill from the other girl, wrestling definitely did and Priscilla gave her the impression that she had plenty of skill.

With her boot scoring a hit by connecting with the kneecap of the other girl, Anja would not waste any more time than necessary, grab around the neck of Priscilla with both hands in an attempt to nail her with a chin breaker.

Now standing unsteadily, Priscilla was unable to stop her opponent from grabbing her neck with both hands. Knowing what might come next, Priscilla attempted to push herself back in order to get away from her opponent, but she was a tad late when Anja used a chin breaker on her, and for a second, Priscilla thought that she might be seeings stars!

"Uughh!!" Priscilla would attempt to push Anja away and make sure to steady herself, but ended up falling to her side due to Anja's strike earlier. She brought her hand to her chin, attempting to soothe the pain from the attack from Anja earlier. "Nngh... clever," she commented as she attempted to get back on her feet so that she could try fighting Anja back. Though at this rate, she was in danger of being attacked even more due to her focusing on regaining her composure and balance.

"Now if that does not bring the blood to pump through the veins, you have no business in a ring!"
The excitement was clearly audible and nearly visible in the voice of the Blonde. Adrenalin took over her usually cool demeanor, which made her happy in no time at all. and the match was only about to start, Anja had no illusions that she could put someone like Priscilla away easily.

As she would need to get up too from her own move, Anja would attempt to move sideways, grab her at the arm and holster her opponent up on her shoulders for an olympic slam.

Priscilla attempted to keep her bearing, but before she could accomplish that, Anja went to her side and grabbed her arm before her opponent went to holster her up on her shoulders in a fireman's carry. Knowing what might come next, Priscilla would quickly move her arm, wrapping them around Anja's head as she bucked, attempting to break free from her hold.

She was hoping that by bucking her legs hard, Anja would loosen her hold on her, which would allow her to break free from the hold before Anja could do the Olympic Slam. And with that, Priscilla would attempt to drop herself to the mat, still locking her arms around Anja's head, attempting to bring her along so that she could slam her down onto the mat with a modified DDT!

With her opponent up on her shoulders, there would have also been plenty of room for other moves that would have a good impact on anybody. Maybe it was that little thought about what she could have done instead, combined with the sudden move of the other girl that made her lose control for some time that enabled Priscilla to come out of her predicament with that idea of her own that was both resourceful and flashy all at once.

"Waahhnn...Uhnfh!"
The look of surprise on her face was quickly swallowed by her head bouncing on the mat after getting nailed down by the improvised DDT she had been subjected too.

"Ngh!" Priscilla groaned a little as she fell as well while doing the improvised DDT, feeling the impact of her fall, but she knew that Anja took the most damage from it, and upon landing, Priscilla would keep her hold around Anja's head. "Hah... I can feel it..." She sighed, closing her eyes a while as she kept her hold. "The thrill... the excitement... it does make you feel your blood boiling, doesn't it?" Priscilla asked before she decided to shift her hold to transition it into something else.

Positioning herself on Anja's back, Priscilla would let go of her opponent's head before she moved her hands to Anja's chin, clutching both her hands together in an attempt to put Anja in a Camel Clutch. She intentionally left Anja's arms free so that she could use them to reach the ropes to get a rope break. Trapping her arms would make this match less exciting, so she just left them be as she pulled Anja's head back by her chin, applying pressure to Anja's neck and back with the Camel Clutch.

Anja would have probably been more than just a little bit annoyed and offended if she could have heard the thoughts that ran through the mind of Priscilla. To be spared for the sake of a better chance to escape was something she would not tolerate. So luckily enough, she did not know of it, although she would probably re-watch the match later and ask herself if her opponent had just been lazy with that particular move she had her now in.

"Ah...you get it..."
She mumbled before the move was fully locked in and the thrill of open battle was complimented by the pain of the submission she indeed tried to escape by crawling to the ropes.

Priscilla would apply more pressure in the Camel Clutch. While she did not lock Anja's arms, she would make sure to apply the force properly in Anja's neck and back, and she was certain that it would give her something to work with as Anja crawled over to the ropes.

She wanted to see whether Anja would be able to reach the ropes first before she succumbed to the pain of her hold, but from what she could tell, Anja didn't seem to be a type of woman who would give up in this kind of submission hold. Still, Priscilla did not hold back and continued applying pressure in the Camel Clutch even as Anja attempted to reach the ropes to gain a rope break!

She knew that while Anja might be able to reach the ropes, the pain from the Camel Clutch might affect her after this, or so she believed.

"Ghhnn..."
It was not exactly easy to drag herself along with her opponent sitting right on her back to the temporary safety of the ropes. But if wrestling would be easy, Anja would probably not be doing it anyway.

With the blinding speed of a snail but the determination of a bunch of college girls to burn through the money of daddy in a tress chic fashion store, the rope came closer and closer for the huffing and puffing figure of the Blonde until she could reach out for the bottom rope and cling to it, causing the referee to spring into action immediately.

Priscilla would continue applying the pressure in the Camel Clutch until the moment Anja touched the rope, in which she had no choice but to let go of her. Stepping away from her opponent, she would wait for Anja to get back on her feet, knowing for sure that the Camel Clutch surely had left quite a damage on her.

"So, you're not tapping out," Priscilla said, smiling. "Good. Let us continue, then," she would step forth, as if preparing to grapple with her opponent, but instead of lunging over to Anja, she would stop right in front of her to deliver a toe kick right into her midsection, attempting to have her doubling over so that she could trap her head with a front headlock!