Addyson Queensbury Vs. Da Xia

Although she hadn't completely slapped Da Xia out of the ring, the way the Chinese bully bolted, it may as well have been the case. Addyson took a step back and adjusted her uniform so that nothing was out of place. She then looked at Da Xia sternly.

"Poppet, I suggest you take that moment to gather up what is left of your dignity and hastily exit the arena. Now that you know how serious I am, if you step back inside, there will be no quarter given."

As she was waiting outside of the ring, Da Xia turned her attention towards the ring as she heard Addyson taunt her about getting her ass kicked some more. She was thinking about saying to hell with this match and leaving, but the way that Addyson was taunting her only fired her up. As the ref girl began counting, Da Xia was having second thoughts about abandoning the match, she couldn't let someone like her talk down to her like this.

Against her better judgment, Da Xia decided to re-enter the ring, sliding underneath the ropes and charged at Addyson, looking to try and catch her off guard and tried to tackle her to the mat.

Addyson waited patiently for Da Xia to decide whether she would stay or go and when she entered the ring, she loosed her arms from under her chest, preparing for Da Xia to stand up and face her.

However, she was caught off guard as Da Xia lunged at her and managed to slam her body into the domme. With an undignified grunt, she crashed to the mats with Da Xia on top of her. She smiled just a bit. "Now that's the spirit, poppet!" She encouraged.

Charging back into the ring and tackling Addyson off of her feet, Da Xia was beginning to build her confidence. She practically ignored to her best abilities when Addyson commended her for her successful tackle, not liking the mocking tone that she perceived from her opponent.

Now was her time to take back the moment, to flip the tables on Addyson as she would reach for Addyson's breast and the fabric that covered it. "Let's see how you like it!" she shouted and attempted to pull the shirt in an attempt to expose Addyson's bra hidden beneath.

Da Xia was quick to tear at the buttons of Addyson's military style button up. Though the fabric was tough, the sharp yank sent the buttons flying off and exposed Addyson's pearl white bra.

However, the quickness of Da Xia's approach had only left Addyson stunned momentarily and she quickly winged a slap at Da Xia's face to try and extricate the CHinese bully off of her.

Da Xia felt the buttons fly off of the shirt and bounced off of her body as she saw the white bra that Addyson had underneath, however it was a very short lived victory as Da Xia took another slap to the face as she let out a cry and rolled off of Addyson.

Holding her redden cheek that had another hand print on her face, she got to her knees and gritted her teeth in frustration as she would pull her hand back and attempted to return the slap right back into Addyson's face.

Addyson's head snapped to the side as Da Xia returned the smack with one of her own. her eyes narrowed but she didn't turn to look at the Chinese bully. Instead, the Brit lifted her legs up just enough to drop them back down to the canvas all while she jammed her palms into the underside of Da Xia's tits and tried to shove the girl off her.

Feeling her hand smacking against the cheek of Addyson always felt great for Da Xia, thinking that she came out better as the victor as Addyson couldn't even look at her after the hit. However the retaliation attack from Addyson, rammed both of her palms into the lower region of her chest, knocking Da Xia backwards as she dropped on to her butt.

Her hands shot up to the impact zone as she gasped for air, the dual blows knocking the wind out of her as she rolled over on to her threes as one hand was still on her chest rubbing it to ease the pain that lingered.

"Right, then."

Addyson watched Da Xia topple and slipped around to try and get behind the girl while she tried to get herself propped up. The Brit reached for one of Da Xia's breaids to try and "help her up."

If she could get hold of one of them and yank Da Xia to her feet, she would try and use her other hand to swing a rather distasteful uppercutting slap into Da Xia's face.

Da Xia coughed a few more times to get enough breath into her lungs to resume her fight against Addyson, unfortunately her opponent had already gotten the advantage on her went she felt her hair being pulled up on. Letting out a quick cry, Da Xia was forced to comply as she stood up, her hands shooting up towards her braid to try and mitigate the pain in her head.

The pain would be diverted however to her face when Da Xia received another hard smack to her face, the smack resounding out in the arena as Da Xia's hand soon went back to her face, fearing that the taste in her mouth was smacked out.