An Unexpected Betrayal! Nicole Desjardin Vs Ross Jakes!

Alright so perhaps Nicole was far more dangerous than what Ross gave her credit for, who cares! If the ex officer just took her to the centre of the ring and beat her around some more that would leave plenty of time for some good old taunting humiliation. The Canadian would know not to mess with her again in the future! Not unless she wanted this to happen again, perhaps to an even worse extent!

Without warning Ross's train of thought was interrupted as she felt something hook out her leg with a frightening amount of strength! Quickly sending the dominant Irish woman falling down onto her ass with a brief thud!

When Ross hit the ground, Nicole let go of Ross' wrist and let her tumble. She still had the leg and with her eyes closed, she slid both of her hands up Ross' leg, using her tactile senses to guide her. As her palm pressed between Ross' legs,s he blushed a little but knew she had to keep going. She tried to swing her legs up so that she could drop her butt on Ross' stomach and put the ex cop into a mounting position.

If she could do that much, then she would try and open her tear streaked eyes again. For the next part, even with all her talk, she was pretty sure she at least needed one eye open.

"Gah!? What do you think you're doing you sex crazed Canadian tart!!" Ross yelled out in confusion as Nicole's palm pressed further and further up her legs, her own crimson blush appearing as she swiftly pulled back her arm, preparing to smack her opponent straight in the head when suddenly their positions were dramatically shifted, leaving the Irish officer stuck underneath Nicole's lovely rear end.

"Get off of me you fat cow!" Ross continued to shout out defiantly, finding absouloutely no enjoyment from her current position as she frantically struggled to try and get out of it as fast as she could, wildly swinging up at Nicole without spending any time to try and aim or use any form of precise precision.

Once she had the mount, Nicole knew what she had to do next. She was sure that she could end the match and prove to the ex-cop that she had picked the wrong mook to try and mess up. However, Ross herself was proving rather difficult to completely pin down. Her wild flailing and Nicole's blurry vision impeded her ability to try and reach out and grab one of Ross's wrists.

The occasional smacks to the face made her wince with each stinging slap. She had one arm up to guard while the other tried to grab for Ross' arm. All the while she gently bounced against Ross' tummy. Her furrowed brow gave an indication of her frustration but she remained vocal.

"If I get your arm, it's over, Ross." She said in a low growl. "I hope you're smart enough to tap when I do." She explained. "And then you can tell me why you thought that would be more fun than making a friend!"

"Good thing that I'm not going to let you get my arm then huh!? And even if you did! I'd never tap to an annoying, gullible idiot like you!" Ross retorted with the same anger which had been present throughout the entire match, only getting more pissed off as time went on due to the fact she was having quite a considerable amount of difficulty actually getting Nicole off of her, which was of course necessary if she wanted to do anything which had any real impact.

"This is only going to end one fucking way! And I PROMISE you that it won't be pleasant!" Ross threatened venomously as she continued to struggle and squirm, trying to do anything she could to avoid Nicole grabbing hold of her wrist.

After a while of pointless struggling Ross would gain the sense to actually try and aim her attacks properly rather than just randomly flailing, at which time she would do what seemed most logical, ball up her fists and aim straight for Nicole's face, wanting to get some heavy hits on anything which she could.

Nicole was having a hard time getting Ross' arms. Once the ex-cop starting figuring out that balled fists would work, Nicole decided to retreat after taking a fairly hard shot to the cheek. She rolled off of Ross and hopped to her feet. Her vision was still blurry and her eyes were read still. Tears streaked down her cheek, which she felt starting to puff a bit but she was finally starting to get acclimated once more.

She blinked the tears out of her eyes and bounced on her heels. Her fists clenched tightly and she stared down Ross. "Get up!" She demanded. "You can't beat me with your tricks, Ross! Who is the gullible one around here?" Nicole barked, feeling angrier than she could ever remember being.

"You've got some real nerve to be telling me what to do." Ross hissed in retort to Nicole's demand, doing as she said nonetheless and gradually returning to her feet, not daring to remove her piercing gaze from the young Canadian for even a moment, pretty intimidated deep down due to what this seemingly innocent girl was now quite clearly capable of.

"Tricks? Who's using tricks? Certainly, I've helped myself with a bit of a tactical advantage, but what's the matter with that?" Ross purred in response to Nicole's angry barking once she made it back up, managing to somewhat stabilise her own anger for the moment by feeding off of her opponents rage. "Sure I'm not perfect. But you're obviously the more gullible one out of the two of us." The cruel ex officer went on, starting to gently back off towards the nearest corner, having stored something there much earlier before the matches beginning, and believing that there was no better timer than now to bring it into play.

"Truthfully. How much convincing did it take for you to believe that I wanted to actually be your friend? A few little eyebrow flutters and a couple nice words? If that's not the definition of gullible, I don't know what is." Ross went on, trying to instil some self doubt into her opponent as she continued her gentle retreat, preparing for the Canadian to start moving at any moment.

Nicole growled at Ross and clenched her fists tightly. "I'm not living in a world where I have to think about whether someone who's nice to me is looking to stab me in the back. That's one thing you do not get to choose for me no matter how screwed up you are!!"

The Canadian inched towards Ross, her eyes getting a bit of her vision back finally and as she carefully approached, she dropped down and lunged at the ex-cop's legs to try and tackle her to the ground once more.

"Ugh!" Ross grunted as Nicole managed to swiftly tackle her down to the canvas once more, instantly sent back into rage as she felt increasingly angered by the Canadian girls persistence and her ability to fight so well despite being near enough blinded.

"Well then I don't know what stupid fucking fantasy world you live in, but it's clearly not the same one as me!! Now get the fuck off!!" Ross demanded forcefully while doing her best to wriggle backwards, violently kicking her legs in an aggressive attempt to get Nicole off.

"I live in the real world, eh!"

Nicole shouted back as soon as Ross finished, trying to wrangle one of the girl's flailing legs and keep from getting kicked in the head. "You're the one who's completely off base! Normal People aren't like you!" She hissed as a foot slapped her in the tit.

Growling she pushed her hands against Ross' hips and tried to swing her body upwards and drop her butt down on the ex-cop's tummy to knock the air out of her.