Lu Jiao Jocelyn Vs. Allison Watson

Jocelyn was indeed dropped. When she hit the ground, she fell to the ground, arching her back and blinking away tears. She twisted her arm backwards and tried to rub her back with her bent wrist.

"Gah.. hnn..."

She made a whimpering noise as her legs slowly scissored back and forth like a dying snake and she adjusted from on her side to on her stomach, oblivious to Allison or whatever damage she may have inflicted.

"You pathetic little bitch." Allison snarled angrily, wiping her eye and blinking. "You lay your hands on me, you cheat, and then you lay there like a wounded child. How insulting. How demeaning to us both." She ranted while she strode forward and kicked the toe of her boot cruelly into Jocelyn's tailbone.

"I will enjoy ending this match, but not soon, I think. I am going to break you, darling, and you will beg me to stop before I am done."

Jocelyn was almost onto her hands and knees by the time Allison strolled over to her. "Ffff- fuck-yaaaah!" She She cried out when Allison kicked her in the tail bone and desperately scrambled away. She crawlded tot he turnbuckle and spun around and looked up at Allison. She did her best to glare at the woman through a wince.

"Fuck you!"

Jocelyn said the words properly this time though she still had to say it through a haggard pant. She needed to find a way to rest and recover but Allison seemed to be constantly pressing towards her. She'd mostly been stalling but it seemed like a good thing that Allison held the tone she had. It seemed like she had been effective enough with the Brit.

Allison stalked toward Jocelyn, burning her with her glare with her face set like stone. When she came in range, she moved quickly for the first time in the match and lunged as quickly as she could at her floored opponent. She threw one boot out to plant it in Jocelyn's stomach, letting her momentum crush her against the turnbuckle.

Jocelyn watched carefully like a mouse about to be attacked by a snake. When Jocelyn jumped in,the Chistralian went to work as well. She threw her heel up to try and catch Allison between the legs. it wouldn't stop Allison's kick and she's scream out as her back and chest was forced against the turnbuckle by Allison's leg. But hopefully a little tit for tat could be exchanged. Allison's own momentum would most likely carry her into Jocelyn's foot even if Jocelyn did nothing else aside from leave it out there.

Allison didn't have time to feel stupid. Not right away. She collapsed and curled into a ball and rolled once away from Jocelyn, one hand on her crotch and the other curling fingers into the mat. She rolled onto her stomach and buried her cheek in the mat and moaned.

"Gaaaach... nyah... hah..." She opened one eye and there was that wretched girl. Now she felt stupid. She needed to get back up, it was unseemly for her to be seen in a position like this, but the pain... she needed a moment.

Jocelyn grinned as much as she was able to when Allison collapsed back on the ground. Still,s he wasn't exactly feeling very spry and pushed herself off the turnbuckle and began to crawl on her hands and knees towards Allison. That was the best she was going to manage but still, she never let her eyes move from Allison's face and she tried her best to keep a wicked, hateful smile glued onto her mouth.

When she was close, she pushed off and tried to land on top of Allison and force her down. "Fucking bitch..." She would growl. She had one purpose this whole match, to humiliate Allison. She wasn't sure, even in her current position that she could even win but she felt like she was very close to achieving her goal. She would go for Allison's bikini top and try and yank it upwards. She wanted to choke the life out of her with her own stupid top. Maybe if she was able to do it, she could give these filthy pigs that came to see two bitches fight like animals a real show.

Allison gasped. The shock and horror on her face could be seen from the nosebleed section. "Y-you... you..." She was speechless, particularly when the girl pulled her top tight against her throat. It certainly wasn't her first time being exposed in public. That wasn't even what bother her, it was that this tiny little girl was the one doing it to her.

Her mouth opened as she struggled to get air. She reached up over her shoulder and snagged Jocelyn's lovely short black hair. She pulled, her toned body strained to muscle her over and dump her on the mat in front of her so she could get up and get back to work, clothed or not.

Jocelyn looked absolutely elated when she saw Allison's horrible look. She almost shot up to her feet and fist pumped she was so happy. The gagging old grandma with her superior air was Jocelyn's plaything to do with as she pleased and that dusty old bitch KNEW it! She beamed so brightly that she was blushing. She was also so caught up int he moment that it was easy for Allison to grab her hair and yank her off and she was forced onto her side with a yelp, squealing like an injured rabbit.

"G-Gahh, fucking polecat, get off me!"

She said kicking her legs at Allison in a childish way, attempting to hurt her but mostly get her off her. The crowd, meanwhile, was hooting and hollering at this rather blue collar display that was being presented before them and let the fighting girls how much they appreciated the spectacle.

Allison dug the fingernails of both hands into Jocelyn's brow and slowly raked them down her face. This was business now. She'd still enjoy it, but there was work to be done.

She stood up and kicked Jocelyn in the side to roll her over onto her stomach and planted a boot on top of her while she pulled her bikini top off entirely. The crowd cheered even more, and she scowled at them and their utter lack of class. Her full, immaculately shaped breasts stood firmly, glistened with sweat in the stage lights. As far as she was concerned, losing clothing only showed people with greater certainty her superiority, but she took that for granted. Her only concern was making this little Australian pay.