Emily Nelson vs Madonna

Madonna was able to kick out from the pin, so the match continues. But now she needed a way back into it. Emily already wore her down pretty much.

Madonna screamed out when she was grabbed by the hair and pulled into a sitting position in the next movement Emily´s arms where wrapped around her forehead and her neck, for a sleeper hold. The air was cut away from the purple haired women. A really bad hold for her. She needed a way out of this very fast.

Madonna started to throw her arms back. Aiming with her elbows for the rips of Emily. She hopped that is she hits Emily would loosen the hold a bit. Then Madonna would try to fight her way back to her feet, still trying to hit Emily´s side with her elbows. If Madonna was back on her feet she could put more power behind her attacks. She hopped that Emily would let go of her after a few hits.

Emily gritted her teeth as she wrapped Madonna up in a sleeper hold, locking her arms tightly and cutting off her air supply. In response, however, Madonna growled and thrashed in her grip, lashing out with elbows as she furiously tried to dislodge her Scottish foe. Emily grunted as she felt a few glancing hits nail her in the side, but the angle at this range was poor, and it wasn't enough to make her let go.

Slowly but surely, though, she felt Madonna press up and try to stand. "No ye don't," she whispered, swinging her legs up around her opponent's firm midsection and locking her ankles, trying to add a body scissor to her woes. If she managed that, then she would lean back, aiming to keep squeezing Madonna relentlessly with both holds.

Madonna was slowly making her way back to her feet when she felt how Emily wrapped her legs around her body. In the next moment the complete weight of Emily was on Madonna´s back. The purple haired women fight for one moment. But suddenly she broke down backwards and was pulled back to the ground by her opponent weight. Madonna was drawn back down to the mat.
That was a really bad situation. Madonna could not breathe right now. Her neck and her body where pressed tight so no bit of air got in her. Madonna tried to get a grab Emily´s arm and pull it away from her neck. But it was no using she couldn´t move Emily´s arm a bit. Madonna was catch in here. Madonna tried to breath but she couldn´t. Slowly the purple haired women was getting angry. “let go of me you bitch!”

Emily allowed herself a slight smile now as she squeezed into Madonna, her own powerful muscles tightening around her opponent's throat and waist as she squeezed into her like a cobra. It felt good to get some payback against a heelish foe, and doubly so by giving her a demonstration of her own power.

"Best be giving up lass," she whispered into Madonna's ear, holding on tightly even as Madonna pawed at her arm. "It's only going to get tougher from here on out." Around them, the fans watched and waited eagerly. Would Madonna tap or pass out, or would she somehow break free or make a rope grab?

“I will never tap out to a bitch like you!”, answered Madonna to her opponent with the remaining lung in her air. Her body was feeling heavier with every moment she was captured in this hold. Madonna´s resistance was slowly becoming weaker and she gives up trying to pull the arm away from her throat. She needed to think of another way to get out of the.
“I am so going to make you pay for this!”, screamed Madonna out loud while trying to pull her head forward as good as possible then she would try to throw it backward. She hoped that she would be able to hit Emily´s nose with this move. If one wasn´t enough Madonna would put her head forward again and would try to throw it back again. While doing so Madonna would grab her opponents arm again and would give a try to pull it away with her last remaining power.

If that was successful Madonna would try to roll away from her opponent. She would try to breath in as deep as she could to fill her lungs with air again.

Emily gritted her teeth as she squeezed Madonna like a python, her powerful limbs cabling around her opponent's strong midsection and throat. As she squeezed, she felt Madonna getting weaker and weaker...that was, until her opponent suddenly slammed her head backwards into Emily's nose. The blow made Emily grunt, her head ringing from the impact, before Madonna slammed her again. This time, Emily's head snapped back, and she released Madonna as she rolled away from her.

"Ufff..." Emily rolled onto her front and felt her nose, feeling a steady trickle of blood coming from it. Now breathing harder as one of her nostrils filled with blood, Emily tried to shake the cobwebs clear and get up to her feet, madder now that her opponent had almost broken her nose. "Ffffffeck..."

Madonna did it she broke free in the last moment. It felt so nice to fill her lungs back with air after this time. Her chest was raised and lowered very fast. For Madonna it was like the room was suddenly becoming brighter again. This was not a nice hold to be in. But maybe this was the reason why Madonna used it as her own finisher.
After some moments of recovery Madonna slowly made her way back to her feet. She felt how the strength came back into her body. She looked over to her opponent who was looking at her very angrily. Madonna tried to fight it but she needed to smile when she saw that look at her opponents face. “Oh what´s wrong? Did I hurt the little girl… are you going to cry and run home to mummy!”
Madonna know that wasn´t the smartest idea to tread her like this, especially after she just managed to escape that dame look so close.
Madonna than started to walk over to her opponent, she saw that her nose was a bit read, what made her smile even brighter. Suddenly Madonna would try to speed up and now run towards her opponent. She would try to get as fast as possible. She would head towards Emily and would now try to spear her opponent and take her down this way.

As Emily got back up, she tried in vain to staunch the flow of blood now leaking from her nostrils. Looking back up at her opponent, she saw Madonna's wide grin, and heard her mockery, and turned a deep shade of red as her blood began to boil. This was the last straw-- if she wasn't going to destroy Madonna before, then she sure as hell was going to now.

Madonna, however, was quick on the draw, charging right at her. Emily anticipated a clothesline, but too late realized that Madonna was dropping low, just before the other girl speared her. "UUUUUF!" she gasped, the blow curving her body before sending her crashing onto her back, winded and groaning.

Madonna´s spear hit her target perfectly she smiled down on her opponent with an evil look on her face. Maybe she should try to cover her opponent to end this match up… or she could put her opponent into more pain and let her suffer a bit more. Madonna wanted to her opponent scream out in pain. The big women slowly went down from Emily and went down to her feet. Madonna grabbed one of her opponent’s legs and put on her neck. Then Madonna tried to rise and take Emily with her as good as she could. After Madonna went up as far as she could she tried to bow her opponent´s knee over her neck. She hoped to lock Emily into a brock lock putting as much force behind she could.
“Cry bitch… cry for me!”

Emily was still on the mat, her chest rising and falling as she clutched her hurting stomach, gasping hungrily for air. Unsurprisingly for a girl of her size, Madonna hit like a freight train when she was at full charge. Even as she wheezed for air, Emily felt Madonna grabbing for her boot.

"No ye don't!" she snarled, trying to kick out with with her free leg and either hit Madonna and drive her back. If that made her let go, then Emily would roll away, hopefully getting the space she needed to get back to her feet.

If it failed, though, then Emily would be stretched painfully in Madonna's submission hold. Screwing her eyes shut and biting back a scream as blood trickled from her nose, Emily would try to grab at Madonna's heels, hoping to unbalance her and roll her up into a surprise pin!