Avryl vs Antonina

The heel's boot hit Antonina's back roughly, driving the blonde girl's body down to the mat. "Unngh..." Struggling against the pain on her back and pussy, and also against the slight soreness of her arms, Antonina would try to prop her hands onto the mat and push her body up, trying to get up before Avryl attacked again.

Avryl gladly allowed her opponent to stand up and recover a little of her energies. It wouldnt be really fun if she just attacked her while she was grounded, would it? She folded her arms as she leaned her back against the ropes, laughing lowly at her opponent as she stood up. " 'Sup? Tired already?" She taunted, yawning.

As she got up again, Antonina watched her opponent's displicent attitude. The girl's arrogance was practically driving her mad, but she had to concentrate. Trying to ignore the throbbing pain that still lingered between her legs, Antonina went into her stance once again, closing her eyes and getting a deep breath. "Calm yourself... focus..." She wouldn't let some street punk get the better of her.

Avryl stepped away from the ropes. "Heey. You're up. I was starting to believe you'd stay down forever." The heel said as she cracked her knuckles and neck, then punching her open palm as she advanced towards her opponent. "Alright then. This time I'll really make sure you stay down." And with that, she'd take a sudden step forward and send her fist straight towards Antonina's cheek.

Antonina stayed in place while Avryl bragged on, not budging an inch. It seemed as she'd forgotten about the match, secluding herself in her inner thoughts. Then, as Avryl suddenly attacked, her eyes opened. She was back. Dodging the punch, Antonina also went forward, latching her arm along Avryl's neck as she passed by. The Russian then jumped, falling down; trying to bring Avryl with her, the motion would drive Avryl's back (and possibly her head) crashing down to the mat.

Avryl was amazed by Antonina's sudden reaction. As her fist flew past her opponent, she felt the blonde's arm wrapping around her throat, and then taking her down to the ground. Both her back and head hit the canvas, stunning her for a while. She brought one of her hands to her neck, rubbing it lightly as she gritted her teeth tightly, keeping herself from screaming.

Antonina's butt bumped on the mat, and she continued moving quickly, crawling towards Avryl to do some groundwork on her. When she got closer, her legs came into action: Antonina would try to slip them around Avryl's damaged neck, trapping the heel in a headscissors.

Not only Avryl's head would be trapped in the headscissors, but also the hand that she was using to rub her neck. That would make her escape a lot harder. The heel immediatly started struggling, kicking her legs violently on the mat as she shook her whole body from side to side, her free hand moving to Antonina's calf to try and pry it off her throat. "Nnhh...! Damn.. you!!"

Antonina straightened her eyes, her legs fighting to keep Avryl steady despite all her struggles. Her next step would be to open the headscissors very briefly. This wasn't to let her go, however; Antonina would close her legs again almost immediately after opening them, in the hopes of catching Avryl's other hand as well. Whether Avryl would be slow enough for this or not would be a gamble, but Antonina knew that if Avryl didn't stop prying she would eventually be forced to let go of her anyway.

Avryl was fool enough to leave her hand there when she felt Antonina's hold weakening for a moment, which would allow the blonde to catch both of her hands once she closed her legs upon Avryl's throat. The heel's struggles went wilder and wilder, kicking her legs violently on the mat as she did her best to try and pry her opponent's legs off her throat from the inside