Lu Jiao Jocelyn Vs. Allison Watson

Jocelyn huffed as she tried to regain her breath. Her body ached and she was pretty worn out. She expected Allison to come after her but instead took a glance and say Allison primping herself. Her lip curled into a sneer and she was about to hazardly push off and charge towards Jocelyn when the posh Brit spoke coolly.

Jocelyn's eyes widened and she froze for a moment, looking down as sweat rolled off her forehead and slid down her nose and hung for a second before slipping off. What she said, was quite derisive and demeaning but in Jocelyn's weird, twisted world, it was exactly the kind of thingshe wanted to hear.

Despite your obvious inadequacies...

That line lingered in her mind. Everyone was constantly pointing out Jocelyn's faults. It was what drove her mad. She didn't need other people to tell her what was wrong with her. But Allison... She didn't seem to care that Jocelyn had glaring flaws. She liked her anyway. And then there was the touching, casual yet boldly invading. The eyeballing. Jocelyn's cheeks heated up as she thought about it.

She's... got to be lying...

Jocelyn had no more time to think before se was sharply grabbed by the hair, letting out a squeak as she was forced to look Allison in the eye. Her mouth hung open, anticipating... something... and her eyes were wide as she stared deeply into Allison's orbs.

Jocelyn's head was then turned sharply by the loud, cracking slap. She didn't turn back to look at Allison as she lifted her hand up and touched her stinging cheek.

Allison wasn't lying, she was trying to show her the way. Jocelyn blinked for what seemed the first time in ages. She lowered her head and then smiled a bit. "A-Allison..." She said the name like she was inspecting it. "That's your name right?" The fingers on Jocelyn's cheek curled into a fist as did her other hand that laid limply at her side.

Well, even if Jocelyn liked the woman, or especially if she liked the woman, she had to prove to Allison that she could live up to the affection the British woman had already lavished upon her. The best way to do that was to murder this stupid bitch! She swing her body and tried to aim a fist as hard as she could up between that smug slut's legs.

"If you'd like to know my name, ask anyone in this arena." Allison replied matter-of-factly, as though it were a well known and accepted fact that the whole world was infatuated with her. She was so sure of her appeal that it wasn't even worth the energy necessary to brag about it.

Aside from the scratches on her legs and the dull ache between her legs, Allison felt perfectly fresh, as good as before the match began. Jocelyn looked a bit worse for the wear, though, and her condition showed in her sloppy attempt at hitting Allison again in the crotch.

Allison turned her hips and batted Jocelyn's arm to the side, and before the girl could recover she gave her another stiff knee to the face. It was a matter of very simple conditioning, Allison would have to teach this girl that she was not to be treated in that way.

Jocelyn growled at Allison's words. The Chistralian hated this woman. She was ready to throw away all the thoughts she previously had in just a few words. The bitch wouldn't even acknowledge her attempts to reach out to her. That was the most infuriating thing. Actually, the most infuriating thing was having her attack foiled. Jocelyn grit her teeth and turned her head as Allison threw up the knee.

Allison had spent enough time lording over her that she had recovered a little bit and was able to turn the knee into a glancing it. She pulled back, falling on her butt and shot her leg up to aim a kick at Allison's planted knee, hoping to slam her heel into Allison's planted leg and knock her off balance.

Allison took a moment to straighten the top of her boot where her the impact with Jocelyn's face had screwed it up. When she approached again she was surprised to receive a boot to her straightened standing leg, which caused it to clash against the joint and sent Allison stumbling back a step.

She inhaled sharply, but withheld any vocalization on the pain. She looked up at the messy little girl on the mat in front of her, and her first instinct was to be angry, though that only lasted for a moment. A small smile softened her hardened, angry features. She couldn't help but enjoy the spunk of this girl, even if it occasionally caused her a little pain.

She took a couple steps back and motioned for Jocelyn to stand up. Meanwhile, she unbuttoned her vest and slung it down into a corner of the ring, her cravat followed immediately after, leaving her effectively clad only in her white-belted black bikini, which displayed generous amounts of her magnificent breasts, her thigh-high boots, and her gloves.

The crowd cheered. She didn't care. She straightened up and put a hand on her hip. "Don't make me wait, darling." She cooed.

Jocelyn looked up at Allison with smirk as she caused the Brit to stumble back. Her grin was less angry but lighter as if to say. 'Tag-you're it!' Jocelyn was somehow feeling better. She wasn't sure how or why but she was really feeling good.

She then watched Allison strip. Her eyes were wide and her cheeks were flush and her mouth hung open just a little bit. Allison's body was good but without that clunky vest, she was super hot. Jocelyn grabbed her chest and forced her head downward. She could feel her heart pounding as Allison gave her command.

It was almost too much when Allison called her darling and Jocelyn nodded nodded profusely and hopped up. She took a stance, this time it looked more like her normal fighting stance, a style of Wu Shu that focused on hip and elbow strikes. Blush never left her face as she took a few more glances at Allison's body before bouncing lightly on her heels.

She wanted to speak to Allison, ask her questions, adore the woman but she had to fight her. It was the only way she could earn this woman's respect. Taking a deep breath, Jocelyn bounced forward, keeping her guard up and trying to maneuver into Allison's guard and swing her hip forward into Allison's thigh to force her off balance so she could try and throw an elbow into Allison's chest if her arms weren't busy trying to fend off a top attack from Allison.

Allison couldn't help but smirk. By the looks of it, this little one was every bit as malleable as she thought. She'd make an excellent puppet.

She waited calmly for Jocelyn to pull herself together, and watched with mild interest as she seemed to change her approach. Gone was the ravenous, uncouth animal that had scratched and bitten her legs. It was almost a pity, really, Allison enjoyed spirited opponents.

Arms held up in front, Allison braced herself for Jocelyn's approach. The girl's weight hitting her leg knocked her off balance, but at the same time she wrapped her arms around her opponent's back. She used her to keep her balance and pulled her in tightly, locking one hand around her other elbow behind the girl's back as she hefted her up off her feet and squeezed.

Jocelyn's eyes went wide as Allison basically caught her and lifted her up into a bear hug. Joccelyn's eyes popped as she felt her back strain. She gritted her teeth even as she could feel Allison's breath against her chest.

The initial shock of the hug was bad but it wasn't exactly a bad position to be in as long as she didn't stay in there for a while. When Allison lifted her up, she grunted but slid her legs around Allison's torso to lock in her own hug. Unfortunately for Allison, Jocelyn still had both arms free and lifted them up to try and drive her elbows down into the top of Allison's skull.

The back of Jocelyn's arm thudded against Allison's head. The girl still seemed to have endless pluck about her, and Allison wasn't one to turn her back on such a challenge. "That was my ear..." She said quietly.

She dug deep and leaned back and squeezed with all the strength she had, pouring on the pressure to try to paralyze the girl with pain, if not break her spine entirely. It would be a new experience to cripple a girl in a match, one that seemed repulsive at first but that could also be somewhat thrilling. She bared her teeth, some of her violent side showing through her collected exterior, and growled.

GAAAAhaaaa!"

Jocelyn threw her head back and her mouth opened, forming a scream as she felt like her back was cracking. Her elbows should have done the trick nicely but Allison was still pressing on. She didn't have time to contemplate it as her instincts kicked in. One hand reached out to tug on Allison's blonde hair as hard as possibly while the other looked to jab a thumb deeply into Allison's eye.

Allison squeezed her eyes shut and tried turning her head away before dropping Jocelyn and stumbling back. She didn't make a sound, but rubbed at her eye with her fingers and blinked repeatedly. Profane phrases came to mind, but she only clenched her jaw and tried to clear her eyes enough to focus again on Jocelyn.