Sandy White Vs Karen Starring II: Lesson Not Learnt

Still intent on fuelling the conversation with the rookie in exactly no way whatsoever, the big blonde soon found her head the target of vicious torture, the rookies legs wrapped tight around. Karen's hands immediately shot to said legs, teeth bared as she was absolutely determined to give her opponent no satisfaction in hearing her pained yelps.

She'd raise a eye under the pain though, to the rookies extreme boasting. "Are...you for...fucking real?" She'd mutter under her own harsh breaths, her right hand sliding down to the girl's ankle, almost furious that a woman as green as Sandy would dare speak to her like that.

Letting loose a roar of anger, she'd twist at said ankle, determined to force a release!

Sandy's scissor hold would begin loosening as Karen began to separate her ankles! "Real!" She would retort while accepting that Karen was still strong enough to break free. Sandy would let go and return to being on all fours, level with her opponent, who was still out of breath!

Sandy's ankle did sustain a bit of damage, but the extent of it had yet to be seen. If she could recover sooner than Karen, she'd hoist her up by the head, wrapping her arm around Ms. Starring's neck for a quick DDT!

Managing a quick-ish release of sorts, Karen would still pant at the pressure applied on her neck, by legs clearly worthy of note. Attempting to pull out and escape for a much needed breath, the blonde would find herself grappled once more, her breathless state offering little resistance as she was brought down head first.

Her arms would luckily extend to push against the mat the moment she began to meet it, but by no means avoiding all of the impact from the hard move.

Sandy smiled as she felt the impact of herself delivering the DDT to Karen. Even if that impact was mitigated, she could tell it hurt. But that was the thing, Sandy wasn't just there to hurt, Karen. She had come to address her personal issues with the juggernaut.

Sandy would roll Karen over onto her back, struggling but eventually succeeding. Showing off her current control of the match, Sandy would get up and hop down onto Karen's gut,  landing her butt square on Karen's abdomen and straddling her. She'd grab her by the head and butt heads with her. "Go ahead, chick! Tell me you're better than me! You're still thinking it right now so woman up and say it to my face! Tell me you're better than me!"

Forced onto her back, Karen's face was one of a tired woman, evidently starting to wear from the repeated, passionate assaults by her eager foe. She'd try to raise her hands up, trying to throw a defence of sorts, but her hands couldn't exactly block a head butt straight to her skull.

She'd fall again flat on the mat, arms spread eagle, simply panting, teeth baring at the cockiness of the rookie that for the moment had control of her.

"Yeah.....yeah I thought so. Sandy would finish berating her downed opponent. As often as she talked, she would save her words since Karen was evidently spent, at least for now. The only talking that needed to be done at this point was the revenge Sandy had in mind since their previous encounter!

She would rise to her feet and begin delivering multiple guillotine leg drops across Karen's neck! Taking a moment to pause and breathe after landing each one, as she'd been worn down plenty by the offense Karen got in earlier in the match.

Forming a weak defence of sorts with her arms crossed, Karen grunted as the rookie continued to talk smack to her. Even in her woozy state though, there was no chance she would let Sandy easily stand herself up, clearly preparing for a splash or drop of sorts. The moment Sandy had fully risen, Karen would rapidly roll away, pushing herself to her knees, not at all caring if Sandy had simply stopped her attempt at the leg drop or completely missed her target. Karen simply wanted distance.

Sandy would pause a moment after her first leg drop was was blocked, giving Karen ample time to roll away and begin to rise. "Ah, you can still move. We'll change that real quick, don't you worry, Karen."

Sandy push herself up as quickly as possible, running over to Karen and wrapping arm around her head to attempt a DTT! Sandy knew she needed to stay on Karen like white on rice in this match if she wanted to stay in control. After all, she had much to repay Karen for and in her mind, nothing was going to come between her and beating the heck out the woman who so easily overpowered her and beat her in unconsciousness in their previous encounter!

Sandy seemed to move like a woman possessed, wrapping around Karen's neck at the speed of a cruiser weight, once more intent on forcing Karen to painfully meet the mat. Whilst she was in no doubt in a bad spot, and Sandy had been relentless in her assaults, Karen was by no means going to allow said assault to continue.

In a standing position, but bent over, her head in position for said DDT, Karen would hook her arms around the waist of the girl, roaring as she'd use her raw strength to force the girl standing, squeezing mildly to try and deter her lock. If she still failed to gain a release, Karen would try to shake the girl side to side, trying to work her way free.

Sandy was committed to staying on top of Karen and in command of the match. It was clear that Sandy seemed frantic of staying in control of Karen because she remembered what happened when she couldn't do so in her previous match. Still, that didn't mean forcing herself to commit to this one move. Wearing down Karen until she could no longer offer resistance was Sandy's goal from the outset and she'd further this goal by opting to wrap her leg around Karen's waist while keeping her arm wrapped around Karen's head.

If she couldn't pull Karen down for a DDT, she could at least attempt to use the brute's own strength against her and set up for a guillotine choke!