Last Woman Standing! Shiera vs Femie

"Nyahaha!" Shiera laughed as she locked in the Camel Clutch successfully. "My turn now, Fem-Fem!" she announced happily.

Femie hadn't hurt her too much despite being in control for a long time, so she'd return the favor somewhat by not stretching her opponent too much. What she had in mind was something different. Shiera would rock herself back and forth to play rocking horse with the monocle girl instead to disorient her more than delivering pain. Of course with all the ongoing movement including Femie's own squirming, the girl's arms could slip rather easily.

"Woooo!"

Femie's eyes widened as she felt Shiera begin to rock back and forth on her back. Though there was pain shooting through her spine, she could definitely tell that the schoolgirl wasn't exactly trying to break the psychologist.

However, even Femie could see that Shiera was having a laugh at her expense. The Belgian focused herself as much as she could, and tried to yank one of her arms free, just to get some stability back and maybe attempt to do something about the naughty schoolgirl.

Shiera was having fun, that much was clear. Femie might have freed an arm, but she hadn't doing anything significant to stop her. The schoolgirl would just continue rocking her opponent back and forth for a bit, before she'd pause to give the monocle girl a little break.

"How are you doing, horsey?" she teased, tilting her head to the side to see Femie's expression while still holding her chin.

Femie smiled through the awkward position she was in as Shiera questioned her. The Belgian planted a hand and turned her eyes to try and catch Shiera's look. "Oh, tres bon!" She huffed sarcastically. "But if you really want a ride!"

Femie used her planted had as support to curl her legs under her own body. She'd then try and use her natural strength and athleticism to try and stand up with Shiera still latched onto of her.

Unfortunately, whether she succeeded or failed, the referee would intervene. However clever Femie's escape attempt was, it had taken longer than ten seconds to bear fruit. by rule, Shiera had earned herself some nice penalty time.

"H-huh...?" Shiera could feel that Femie began to rise up under her. "Oh no, you don't-"

Before she could finish her statement, however, the referee intervened by stating that Femie had taken too long and got penalized for that. Shiera had to say she kinda forgot about the rules if she wasn't being reminded by the ref, having too much fun getting back at the monocle girl. Femie wasn't completely up yet, but that give Shiera an idea of what she wanted to do with the monocle girl for the next 10 seconds.

"Whew~ Since you're already halfway there... Get up on all four, Fem-fem~" she requested before lifting herself up so Femie could comply with her wish.

Since the girl was offering her a ride, Shiera thought that she'd do just that. Once Femie was on all four, she'd get a handful of the girl's hair and slapped her butt once her opponent could do the obvious.

"Giddyap! Go circle the ring, horsey!" the raven haired girl ordered.

10 seconds wouldn't be enough to take the full tour, but that didn't matter to Shiera as long as she could punish Femie in a fun way.

Femie knew she couldn't resist Shiera's commands. Nor did she want to. She actually was a little curious to see what the schoolgirl might do with this kind of sexy authority so she eagerly dropped to all fours, trying to stifle a giggle.

Femie's cheeks brightened when she realized that Shiera wanted to ride her for real. It was a very humiliating move. Though Femie's was as well, she had gotten more to the point of the match. Shiera seemed to have a bit of a sadistic side to her. Her psychologist's brain immediately went to work while her body complied and she trotted along the ring's edge, showing off Shiera to the laughing and hooting audience.

"Neeeeiiigh! Neeeeeiiigh! Ohoho!"

"Hee hee!" Shiera giggled as Femie played the horse role nicely, including making some noise to sound like a real horse. "Good horse!"

Too bad her ride was short lived. The ref stopped them before they're even halfway! The raven haired girl pouted, but rules were rules. She reluctantly hoped off Femie and took some distance so the girl could get up and resume the match again. At least she had leveled the score now!

Femie huffed when Shiera's ride ended. She straightened up, stretched and then stood up. She eyed Shiera incredulously and then smiled. "So that's how it's going to be, is it? I'll remember that for my next penalty, ohoho!"

Femie chortled and as she did, she stuck out her plump chest and let them wobble along with her laughter. She then cleared the distance between Shiera and tried to catch the girl in another classic lock up, hoping to push the girl back against the ropes.

"Pffft~ There won't be next for you, Fem-Fem!" Shiera chided playfully as she wagged her index finger to the girl.

Her opponent opted for another lock up as soon as the match was continued. Shiera didn't put a defensive stance because she was teasing Femie, and had to deal with it rather abruptly by trying to hold the monocle girl at bay. Unfortunately, the lack of physical strength only resulted on her being pushed towards the ropes behind her.

"Uggghh..."

Shiera would attempt to spin around and toss Femie to the ropes again like before, but this time, she would have a much shorter time and space to deal with the bounce back even if she succeed. That'd still be better than just let herself being pushed all the way through, however, or so she thought.

"Nyaahh...!"

This time Femie was in control as she muscled Shiera backwards. However, she felt the school girl try and reverse their positions once more and Femie shook her head. "Not this time!" She barked and threw a knee up to try and catch Shiera in the gut, just to hold keep her stunned and unable to attempt the reverse.

Feeling like wrestling Shiera was bad, if the knee connected, she would simply try and Irish whip the girl to the other side of the ring herself.