Collision at the Gym

Jessica rolled off Alaina and massaged her aching bits for a second. Then she saw Alaina standing up, imperious as ever and she wanted some bloody screaming revenge. Jessica got up and got both her arms around Alaina and then hauled her onto her back. She then pulled down into the torture rack as hard as she could.

Sweat was beginning to coalesce in her clothes and her heart was already beating very quickly. Adrenaline was surging through her veins. She was feeling a bit better now though, that she had the amazon in her clutches. "Do you suck Taylor's dick with that mouth?" She spat before bending Alaina painfully.

Alaina was regretting arousing the ire of Jessica as she screamed loudly, stuck in a very painful torture rack!

Alaina wanted to tap, but she was too stubborn the take the easy way out. The pain took its toll as she began to squirm, trying to wiggle her way to where she could wrap Jessica's head in a leg scissor. Once that was done Alaina could roll forward, flipping the imposing powerhouse to the mat!

Girls usually just tapped or screamed in pain. That was Jessica's usual experience with the Cyclone Rider, as she called it. But Alaina showed a little bit of strength and a whole lot of dexterity to get her leg around Jessica's head and send her crashing down into the mat. The Violent Violet let out a sharp "Aaaagh" as she was sent plummeting to the mat.

If Jessica was all about power, Alaina deemed now as the time to be all about power. She worked her way up tomher feet, her back still aching. She grabbed Jessica and held her across her chest, raising her up before bringing her crashing down across her knee!

Alaina wouldn't simply let go of the backbreaker, she planned on pressing Jessica down, as if in an attempt to break her in half over her knee! "Is this powerful enough for ya? Little old me isn't proving to be too much for a badass like you am I?"

Jessica almost rested in Alaina's hands. She was held aloft by the Amazon- Alaina had an impressive amount of power in her arms, and Jessica felt completely helpless, only able to stare up at the lights of the practice room. The girls that were ringside ooo'd and ahh'd. The Violent Violet would have flailed out of it, but she knew what was coming next and wanted to maintain at least a little dignity.

What came next had very little dignity involved. Jessica was slammed down on to Alaina's knee and pushed on it. She couldn't hear whatever it was that Alaina was saying over Jessica's screaming in pain.

Alaina continued to press down on her foe until Jessica's screams hurt her ears! Alaina lift her up and draped her across her shoulders. If there was anything Alaina liked, it was silencing nasty, arrogant bullies like Jessica. She was like a super powered but slowed down Ami Takeuchi.

"Whats wrong? Where is all the talk and over confidence now?"

Alaina jumped up and backward, still holding Jessica on her shoulders in an effort to hamer her against the mat with a samoan drop!

Things were going from bad to worse. Jessica could offer nothing as she was hefted up to Alaina's shoulder. The lights cast the cruel brightness over her and even if there were a precious few people in the gym, Jessica felt like the whole world was watching her get hit with move after move. If there were a match, no one would think she could win at this point. And she might have her doubts after she was hit with the Samoan drop.

The Violent Violet writhed on the ground in pain. Her whole body was aching. She was beset with calamities on all sides- this was supposed to be her triumph, her grace. This was supposed to be just a warm-up and she was getting her ass handed to her. But she was just getting rocked like a fucking jobber. Jessica rolled on to her back and put her hands up to try and form some semblance of a defense.

"Sorry, I am not stopping anytime soon. I am just getting warmed up!" Alaina said triumphantly as she yanked Jessica up and lowered herself by squating. Alaina placed her hands on Jessica's thigh and chest, grunting as she lift her up over her head with her arms outstretched!

Alaina looked right up at her. "You are a coward. If you can't bully someone or sneak up on them you are a softie, an overgrown pushover!" Alaina shouted as she slammed Jessica down to the mat as hard as she could!

Again, with the slamming. Jessica was held up to the light once more. Alaina and her cast a long shadow over the white expanse of mat. It was a military press and a rather impressive one at that. She went limp as she was hoisted over the Amazon's head. Her father's advice kicked around in her head- when you are about to get your bell rung, loosen your muscles. It will hurt less. That didn't mean it wouldn't hurt quite a lot. The blow came with the force of a pickup truck slamming into her and Jessica went limp again, this time not of her own volition.

Jessica groaned as she lay on the mat. Overgrown pushover. Coward. The words hung over her head like a guillotine. Jessica wanted to be the best. She knew she was the best. Yet her she was, getting smacked all over the mat like it was her first match again. The Violent Violet clutched her back, her legs. Everything was in pain. And she was losing. Badly.

Alaina watched as Jessica writhed in pain on the mat. She felt like she could have easily pinned her right then and there. She stood over Jessica and crossed her arms. "All hype. You had your shoulders down without me even having to pin you! Are you kidding me? In an actual match you would have been destroyed."

Alaina smiled as she shook her head. This was the big, bad, Jessica Wright? She was strong and tough, but nothing special inside the ring. Alaina had out-wrestled her fairly. It was at this moment when she wondered how Ave, the more talented wrestler at the dojo, had trouble with Jessica.....