Re: Muriel Spencer vs. Death Bunny ~Today's Subject: Zoology 101! Today's Lesson: Lagomorphs!~

by Alexandra Tue Dec 15, 2015 8:23 am

Miss Spencer had been victim to a lot of things in her career. Beatdowns, chair shots, spankings, strippings. She had been through a lot, and she suspected that in the rest of her career she would go through a lot more.

But she had never had her face dragged along the ropes like that before!

She yelled out rather loudly, her arms flailing uselessly as Death Bunny scraped her face along the full length of the ropes. 'Burn' was right. By the time they had reached the end, Muriel's face felt like it was on fire, burning from the prolonged, unpleasant experience. There was a rather dark red mark spreading along the center of her face, and she looked rather uncomfortable, to say the least.

There was one problem for Death, though. Miss Spencer was getting desperate.

When the bunnygirl pulled her head back to slam it into the turnbuckle, the teacher's arms quickly rose up. She grabbed the ropes and pushed back, to stop Death from being able to slam her face-first into the corner, then quickly she fired an elbow off, straight backwards, aiming straight for the busty bunny's face.

by **killcarrion** Wed Dec 16, 2015 5:46 am

The burning friction from having your face being forcefully scrapped against the sharpened tethers of the top rope would cause anyone to scream out in pain. No matter how tough you metaphorically claim your skin is, flesh still blisters and peels just like everyone else's once you put on the right amount of pressure. And that's what D.B. was banking on happening as she leaned heavily against her head-locked prey and dragged her flailing and screaming across the edge of the ring.

"C'mon teach!! If this were a classroom you'd be putting me to sleep!!" D.B. berated Spencer as they picked up the pace as she stomped towards the turnbuckle with Spencer in tow. Voicing her disappointment in Spencer's performance throughout the degrading rope burn until they finally reached the top turnbuckle. D.B. reared Spencer's blonde head back intending to bash her reddened face into it only to be stopped midway by Spencer grabbing the top ropes. Surprised by the sudden halt long enough for Spencer to get in an unforeseen elbow strike to her face.

"Ngh!!" D.B. repelled back and cradled her nose with one hand as she was visibly shaken by the sudden blow. She cringed her face as she retreated close to the middle of the ring with her back to Spencer until she could at least get her bearings straight once more.

by Alexandra Wed Dec 16, 2015 5:51 am

As Death Bunny staggered away, Muriel turned towards her, panting softly as she watched the bunnygirl spin away, holding her face. She couldn't have asked for a better chance to turn this match around, and after dealing with Death's assault for so long, she was more then ready and willing to take advantage of the perfect situation she was now in.

With a quick deep breath, she lunged towards Death, lifting her arms towards the woman's waist. She quickly tried to wrap them around her from behind, and with a look of focus and determination on her face, Miss Spencer would try to haul Death off of her feet, trying to lift her up and over with a quick German suplex!

by **killcarrion** Wed Dec 16, 2015 6:25 am

There was always an inherent disorientation that came from getting clocked in the nose that separated the experience from getting smacked anywhere else in the face. A flash of blinding white light in her teary eyes and the compulsive need to blow through your nose to make sure it wasn't broken kept D.B. more than distracted enough to not even care to notice her surroundings until she felt the tightening grip around her waist and Spencer's breasts rubbing up against her back.

"Shitfuckshit-!!" Colorful vernacular aside, D.B. wouldn't have much else to say as she tugged at Spencers arms in the split second before she was hoisted overhead slammed down upon the back of her head and neck. The perfectly executed German Suplex left the bunny girl hunched over and upside down with her blue-jeaned ass in the air before she eventually teetered over and slumped over to her side. Now cradling the back of her bunny eared head with her back once again to Spencer, D.B. hissed from the pain while she attempted to groggily get back to her feet. Her sore nose now not as much of an issue then it was before...

by Alexandra Tue Dec 22, 2015 9:15 am

As Death rose to her feet, so did Muriel, though the teacher was just a smidgen faster getting back up again. She was feeling a bit groggy herself, from the headlock and the rope scrape against her face, but she wasn't the one that had just eaten a German suplex into the mat. She held the advantage now and she knew it.

As she scrambled to her feet, watching Death Bunny do the same, the Canadian stepped in straight towards her, reaching out to grab a handful of the bunnygirl's hair. She quickly jerked her head downwards, then she moved to slip her arm around Death's neck, trying to pull her into a tight frontal headlock. A bit uncreative, perhaps, but she had plans for the Gothic grappler, and she wanted to make sure that Death was restrained enough for her to pull them off.

by **killcarrion** Thu Dec 24, 2015 2:04 am

Having such a commanding lead at the onset of the match may have given D.B. a somewhat false sense of security and diminished opinion of the Canadian teacher. But no sooner was Ms. Spencer given an inch did she take a mile and capitalize on Bunny's vulnerable state by suplexing her squarely on the back of her head. The bunny girl was still working on simply getting back to her feet before the shadowy silhouette of Spencer approaching barely caught the corner of her eye.

"Nnh!!" Bunny flinched as the tugging on her bunny eared head brought her right back down to a hunched over position and into a frustratingly secure headlock. Fighting off the dizzying repercussions of being flipped upside down from the german suplex made the rudimentary headlock more of a chore to fight out of, especially with how quickly the teacher had pounced back on Bunny. After a few seconds she would tug and pull at the arm coiled around her neck, groaning into the silken fabric of Spencer's blouse in her bid to pull her head free.

by Alexandra Thu Dec 31, 2015 6:52 am

As Death pulled at her arm, Muriel responded by tightening her hold, upping the pressure on her headlock to keep the bunnygirl under control. She squeezed her tighter and tighter, forcing the gothic's face closer into her breast, showing no mercy as she trying to weaken the woman.

She tried to hold her headlock for several long, uncomfortable seconds before going straight to the main part of her plan. She reached out with her opposite arm, trying to grab a hold of Death Bunny's blue jeans, and with a rather loud grunt, she would try to adjust her hold so that she could lift the bunnygirl upwards. She was trying to haul her off of her feet and up into another suplex, this time a quick vertical one, trying to lift her up and over to drop her back into the mat again.

by **killcarrion** Fri Jan 01, 2016 12:53 am

Whatever manner of leeway D.B.'s struggles afforded her in the headlock, Spencer responded in kind by cranking up the pressure to an obscene degree. The stifling compression made her cringe from the newfound pressure as her resistant tugging on Spencers arm withered away. Formulating new plans of escape wasn't coming along too well either. The bunny girl having trouble concentrating not just from the strain on her head, but from the teasing softness that came from being forced to nuzzle her reddened cheek against Spencer's silken chest.

"Aw come-AH!!" D.B. muttered into the side of Spencers breast once she felt the Canadians tugging grip on the side of her hot pants jeans. From that one sensation Bunny recognized the setup immediately, bemoaning having to go through another of Spencers suplexes before she was swiftly flipped over and slammed hard on her back. D.B. tensed up to a half-seated position from the jolting pain before slumping over to her side. She shut her eyes and remained prone on the mat as she nursed her lower back, not in any rush to get back to her feet considering how disoriented she was from having her world turned upside down constantly.

by Alexandra Mon Jan 04, 2016 7:02 am

Death Bunny went down hard from the suplex, and at that moment, every one of Miss Spencer's wrestling instincts kicked in, her body naturally moving on it's own to the logical next step.

She turned towards D.B. and pushed her onto her back, the blonde sliding onto the bunny and lifting up one of her legs, pressing down against her as she went for a quick pin on the younger woman.

The referee hurried to their side and dropped to the mat, raising her hand and pounding it hard against the canvas. "One...!" she cried, and Muriel tensed up, waiting anxiously for the second and third counts...

by **killcarrion** Tue Jan 05, 2016 5:29 am

Room to breathe and time to think were two basic luxuries that Spencer was simply not affording towards the grim bunny girl, D.B. still nursing her lower back when she felt the blonde instructor shove her over and hook her leg for a pin attempt.

"1!"

D.B. groaned from the leveraged pin lifting her dangling leg in the air along with Spencer weighing her down, a teeming frustration bubbling insider her from the insinuation that she was down for the count so early on in the match. Rocketing her arm up just before the two count, D.B. would interrupt the pin attempt and roll over to her hands and knees.

D.B. was gritting her teeth with her bunny eared head lowered, her pride having taken a bit of a blow from taking the first pin attempt of the match after being thoroughly out-wrestled by the prim schoolteacher. Biding her time for an opening wasn't working out all that well it turned out.

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