Francesca Poem vs Abigail Adams /I quit match

Abigail stood above her opponent and looked down angry. “GO on apologies for what you have done sucker!”, she screamed at him. The ref was trying to pull her back but she just started to kick the almost unconscious boy into his side. She wanted him to stay with her. She was not finish with him. “Apologies and say your mum is a slut! GO!”

Roused by the painful kicks to the side Francesca was awoken into an unpleasant world of pain, everything feeling as if it was hurting as he continued to be nailed in the side with vicious kick after kick, his opponent still screaming abuse and demands down at him despite the matches end. "Aaaa!! I'm sorry!! I'm sorry!! My mum is a slut!! Ahhaa!!!" The young boy screamed as he desperately tried to wiggle away from the endless barrage of kicks, honestly just wanting Abigail to leave him alone as he had already suffered the loss of the match and plenty of injury.

Abigail smiled when she heard the word she wanted to hear and saw the boy crawling away like the worm he is. Abigail walked after him took him at his hand and tore him over to the ring post.

There she took booth of his hands and chained him there with the handcuffs from earlier in the match. She smiled at him while going back a few steps. “So and because you were a naughty boy you have to stay here and thing about what you have done!” Then Abigail gave him a final kick into his rips and then left off.
She turned around and walked up the ramp.