Speed Ticket or Handcuff match: Brenna vs Ise

"Cocky! You sure you want me on your bad side, Brenna-chan?"
Ise was grinning amusedly with the antics of the girl. If she really did not know who the iron Sheik was, Brenna had a long way to go from here.

"What's the matter? Singing a different song now, rookie?"
The cop could see the panic in the eyes of Brenna in her mind. And indeed the backbreaker - running elbow smash had won her quite a few matches in the past. But it was much too early for that as Brenna managed to plant an elbow on the torso of Ise that let her stagger back a step and lose control of her opponent. In retaliation, she would take a deep breath before waltzing like a tank in the direction of her opponent for a crushing chop to the neck or the front of Brenna, depending where she was at that moment.

Brenna had just been teasing her opponent but she knew that truly riling the bigger girl would be a mistake. She very nearly had cause to regret it, as she came so close to being annihilated by Iseâ€s power move.

Her heart was pounding with relief as she managed to break out of the hold. She stumbled forwards breathlessly, unable to respond to Iseâ€s taunts. Brenna was glad to be free, but clearly rattled by the Japanese fighterâ€s strength, and she knew now that if she lost control of this match for too long she was going to get rapidly overwhelmed.

Unfortunately the blondeâ€s reprieve was far too short-lived. She was marshalling her thoughts when a sudden chop to the neck made her nerves explode in pain.

“Ahnn - no!” she wailed. The heavy blow made her legs buckle, and she dropped to her knees. Her body felt sluggish and numb from the blow. Not too long ago sheâ€d had Ise in this same position, but now the tables had turned, and it was Brenna kneeling helplessly in front of her opponent.

Ise smiled, content with her work so far. Sure, Brenna had scored some points in the beginning and was a cat in the sack sometimes, but the giant cop felt quite secure right now in the dealing with her quite stubborn opponent. To follow up with some offense, she would again go with an old school action while also thinking shortly about an early cover but ultimately choosing not to do so.

"I hope you like this old school wrestling style, Brenna-chan. Some time till I busted this out."
Ise snorted with some drama before attempting to put the kneeling girl into the Million Dollar Dream sleeper hold.

Brenna knew she was in for a rough fight now, but couldnâ€t will herself up off her knees in time to escape the bigger girlâ€s grasp.

Oh great, Iâ€m getting the full history lesson, she thought to herself as her arm and head were locked into the hold. But soon after, all her thoughts became dominated by the wave of pain that hit her crushed head.

“Nghhh…..” she gargled, gritting her teeth, trying to resist the sleeper. Her pale complexion quickly flushed red as she struggled in the hold. Brenna was a stubborn girl, but the iron grip on her head was cutting off her circulation and breathing in a sickening fashion. Her pretty features were contorted in woozy anguish.

If nothing else, she now knew that Iseâ€s impressive muscles werenâ€t just for show. But if the blonde suffered much more of this, that would be the last lesson she learned this match.

Brenna would try and break the hold by planting one of her feet forwards, then shoving her ass back and trying to pull Ise off her feet. She would use her lower position to try and flip the bigger girl forwards, a similar reversal to the one Ise had pulled when she was kneeling, but due to the sleeper it would be a lot more gruelling for Brenna to attempt - if it didnâ€t work she would just be strangling herself even more.

It was obvious that the smaller Brenna would have some trouble escaping the Million Dollar Dream if performed by someone of the size of the Japanese cop. She was pretty confident that this was it, the clutch and now the sleeper hold would have surely been enough to put the girl to sleep, espacially taking into account that she was a rookie and everything.

"Nighty night, Brenna-chan."
So when Ise was about to turn the pressure up even more and put all of her power in for the last screw off the submission, Brenna took a page out of her own book and flipped Ise over who landed on her back with a stupid look of total surprise on her face, even letting go of her opponent.

Brenna grunted with fearsome effort as she leant forwards and yanked the bigger girl over her shoulders. For a few seconds the extra strain in the sleeper was almost unbearable, but then the blonde was rewarded by the sight of Ise crashing clumsily down in front of her.

Brenna knelt on the canvas, panting, rubbing her sore neck. “Itâ€s not my bedtime yet!” she managed to retort.

With Ise laying on the mat in front of her, the kneeling Brenna would reach down and grab the Japanese wrestlerâ€s right arm, holding the top and bottom of the limb and beginning to apply pressure in a simple armbar. It wasnâ€t the flashiest of moves, but tired Brenna was just looking for an easy opportunity to keep the momentum in her favour and give herself a chance to recover.

It was probably the worst position a girl like Ise could be in a ring. Being large and rather stiff, she had the most problems to get back on her feet after she had been brought down. To add to it, she also still had to fight some ring rust and was not as much used to holds and submissions after her year long hiatus. And in her Elimination Chamber match, submission wrestling had not been a point of much interest, so she did not remember the sequence to get out of an arm bar instantly.

"Nhn. Seems like your bed time is indeed pushed backwards. Lucky you that I can officially allow you to stay up longer and outside."
Ise replied in her dry humor while tryining to remember how to roll or come out of the hold.

“Heh, very kind of you, love,” Brenna smiled at Iseâ€s response, even as the blonde made her bigger opponent squirm by stressing her arm joint.

As Ise struggled, Brenna realised that her muscular foe would have problems fighting back whilst she was stuck on the mat. The Scottish girl felt a glimmer of hope, that she could have a chance in this match if she managed to keep Ise down.

Confidence growing, Brenna would manoeuvre to the side of Ise a little, keeping hold of her arm, before suddenly sitting down and wrapping her thighs around the bigger girlâ€s shoulder. By converting the hold into a full grappling armbar, Brenna hoped to make it all the more difficult for Ise, her legs laying across her victimâ€s chest to add to the predicament.

When Brenna put the pressure on her arm again, her memory had a kick start with her remembering how to at least not get brutalized in a full armbar who had the potential to even make a big ox like her tap out.

To avoid the tap out, she would attempt to use her reach advantage to grab her own hand with the other hand to lower the pressure on her strained arm and flexed her arm musculature and keep her muscles hard this way. She also had a plan to get out now, but maybe she could also outsmart the girl.
"Just this one time with the going out time. But don't bring your snap or tap shirt out just yet, Brenna-chan."
She answered in an only slightly strained voice to show how less she was effected of the arm bar, although that was not really the truth.

“Nghh! Come on!” Brenna grunted with effort, clenching her thighs around Iseâ€s shoulder and trying to pull back on her arm. She was disappointed to see the bigger girl flexing her muscles, in a battle of strength Brenna knew she was at a disadvantage. But still, she was in a good position here, and could at least put some hurt on the policewoman.

Brenna rocked back and forth, trying her best to stress Iseâ€s arm. At the same time she pressed her legs down hard across the bigger girlâ€s chest and neck, looking to minimise her resistance. Ise might be acting unconcerned, but Brenna was damned if she was going to just let her go.

“You really wanna do this all night?” she grunted, thrusting her hips and really trying to wrench Iseâ€s shoulder.