Friction Debut! Sandy White vs Karen Starring

Sandy zoned out for a bit as Karen caressed her. She seemed like easy prey at this point, and ready to be put away.

It was then that she heard Karen whisper in her ear. That's when it occurred to her that Karen wasn't taking this anywhere nearly as seriously as she had. "Screw you!!!"  She would yell out before coming alive like a woman possessed and throwing a knee square into Karen's stomach, hopefully making her recoil long enough to think through her next move.

"If you fight me, you fight me seriously!" Sandy gestured, clearly hurt and holding her own side, but clearly upset as well. "Come at me correctly or don't
come at all!"  her fire had seemed to return, even if only for a moment.

Holding seemingly a done girl, the knee was completely out of the blue to the big blonde. Whilst there was power behind the knee, the surprise adding to it, it was worth of note that it was the first major hit she'd taken since the match begun. Well, except the slap, but that was of course less physical damage, and more a humiliating hit.

Bending over somewhat, she'd quickly try to straight up, the top of her head aiming to collide with the big woman's chin as she did so.

"Bitch, you can't even handle me when I'm in first gear.." she'd mutter. If her foe was dazed, she'd bring her head low, in-between her legs, whilst her arms would hook the woman's waist from above.

The headbutt to the chin caught Sandy by surprise  as she wasn't anticipating being struck back so quickly!

She was now being set up for what seemed to be a big move. Willpower is a great trait to have, but it looked like it wasn't going to help her escape what was coming next!

Quickly hoisting the big girl up onto her shoulders, Karen would grunt, holding the big girl dominantly. She'd maintain the elevated position for some time, in order to demonstrate her complete dominance.

Spinning Sandy slightly, she'd then slam the girl down hard, in her power bomb version, 'End Of The Game,' her typical signature move that often spelt that she was taking complete and utter control of the flow of the match.

"Ugh!" Sandy cried out as she was slammed against the mat in a brutal powerbomb. She exhaled sharply and coughed once as she tried to get over the impact.

She wasn't able to to force herself any time soon after this move, but she was still healthier enough to offer a retort to Karen's previous comment.

"This....might be news to you, she hulk....but....you need to be able to move faster than 3 miles per hour to have a second gear!" Sandy knew more punishment was coming, but it's not like she had could do anything about it at this point in time. All she wanted to do right then and there was get under Karen's skin and piss her off the same way Karen annoyed Sandy.

Slamming the big girl to the mat, Karen quickly stood straight, taking a gasp of air and wiping her brow from power bombing a woman taller than herself.

Looking down at the girl, her face would turn to one of shock as she found herself once more goaded. The match was hers, that was a given, as long as she kept her temper under control, and didn't allow the rookie chance to take the lead. The former was becoming extremely hard to do though, as Sandy seemed intent on acting as if every move of Karen's was poor.

Her body still, she'd suddenly shoot out a incredibly fast and angry throat thrust, roaring as she did, trying to seemingly crush Sandy's throat with one swift strike!

Sandy let out a yelp as her foe went for her throat!

She recoiled and rolled on to her stomach, holding her throat and coughing all the while. After her coughing fit ended, she'd continue to lay sprawled out on the mat, on her stomach. The damage from all the attack she'd suffered seemed to finally be taking its toll on Sandy, as this would be the first attack she's suffered in the match where she could offer no retort or attempt to get up immediately from.

If given a moment to collect herself, she'd muster up the willpower to keep trying to berate Karen "You're...too incompetent to shut a rookie up....haha"

Karen knew for a fact she wasn't too incompetent. Her moves were strong, effective, and more importantly all added up. It was Sandy's excellent endurance that was frustrating Karen, and more importantly, allowing the girl the energy to taunt the blonde.

With Sandy on her back, just as she'd intended, Karen would bend, hooking the right leg of the girl. Putting it up and over her head, she'd painfully yank it, standing as she did, roaring as she demonstrated to the rookie her version of a stretch muffler!

"Ugh...what are you, AaaaaAAAAAAHHHH!!"

Sandy cried out in pain as her opponent set her up in a modified stretch muffler, working away at her knee and back! Sandy would normally be able to muster up some means of escape, but not on the amount of stamina and damage she had accumulated at the moment! Sandy rationalized that she would just have to endure the move for now.

Sandy would mere try to hook her arm around of Karen's foot planted on the mat, which should be open since a stretch muffler occupies both of one's arms. Hopefully she could bluff and make it look like she'd trip Karen, but it was a very weak bluff. Sandy was locked into this hold deep with little chance of escaping of her own accord. She felt the pain on her back begin to increase exponentially as she hoped and prayed that Karen would get tired and let go eventually.

It was worthy of note, that not a single stretch muffler Karen had applied in AFW was meant to earn a win by submission. And this was no different.

Roaring as she horrifically tortured the leg, Karen would rise, to a full straight figure, bringing the woman completely off the mat if but for a second, as she set out to prove a point. Not to fuck with her.

She'd soon release of course, not because of those hands on her leg, but because the goal of the move had achieved; demonstrating her immense strength on a bigger but weaker woman, with the added effect of possibly crippling her.