Handicap Match: Sona vs Chelsea and Amy

Sona was at her limit as Chelsea and Amy stretched her. Black splotches was starting to appear in her eyes but would let out a surprised yelp when Chelsea and Amy suddenly threw her back on the mat. She would groan in pain as her whole body felt sore but Sona then felt being lifted up high in the air by Chelsea and Amy. Sona would squirm trying to get out but then she would suddenly be dropped back on the mat. Sona's back would arch up in pain before falling back down. Sona would be laid under Chelsea's and Amy's feet, sprawled out and unable to do anything. Sona's chest would go up and down as she tries to get air. Breathlessly, Sona asks, "What else?"

Once again they were able to briefly shut down the little girls confident boasts bas they broke off the hold and Amy went about using her power to toss Sona up and bring her down to the floor for an epic body slam. But the peace they had from her was very short lived as soon she was able she was right back to mocking them as if she hadn't felt a thing.

"You should know the answer to that question by now." Amy said as she lifted her boot and stomped down on Sona's belly while Chelsea moved up and sat on her face. "I think I found the soulution to shutting her up. lets find out." Chelsea said as she forced her rear into Sona's face.

Sona would cringe in pain as Amy landed a powerful stomp on her stomach. Sona would move her hands to soothe her tummy but before she could, Chelsea would have her ass right on top of Sona's face, smothering her. Sona would start to flail aimlessly as she tried to get Chelsea off her face, smacking her thighs weakly, shooting her body in an arch and releasing muffled screams.

Sona was indeed kept from talking this time around but she was still fighting more so now that she couldn't talk and tried to slap and push the redhead off her perch but she refused to budge and instead shook her hips to stick her rear in Sona's face further. She didn't plan to go anywhere.

Amy helped too as she grabbed Sona's arms and sat on her legs to stop her from doing anything else while Cheslsea had her fun. This seems like a good place to put an end to things at least for this round." Amy said and Chelsea nodded as she turned her arm back and patted Sona's head.

Sona would let out a muffled cry as she kicked her legs weakly. Sona continued to slap Chelsea's weakly when she could suddenly feel Amy sitting on her legs, effectively restraining her feet while she felt her arms pinned down. Sona would tense up and struggle to free her arms and let out a muffled scream under Chelsea's ass. Sona was feeling hot under Chelsea's sweaty bottom as she was being deprived of oxygen, starting to feel woozy and dizzy as her struggle would slow down. Sona would peacefully lay there under Amy and Chelsea, realizing there was no way for her to get out, instead switching to playing dead and trying to keep air circulating. Sona would begin to feel wet again in this position but would try to prolong it.

The two were laying on top of the girl and giving her no chance to get free, not that they thought Chelsea could be unseated by the already exhausted little girl but they felt it necessary to flaunt there total control over her as much as possible. Slowly the blue hared girl accepted her position and stopped fighting outright, as if she was finally out of it.

Though Chelsea wasn't just going to get off and instead drove a fist into Sona's belly to see how she reacted to it. If she let out a moan she would stay there for a few more minutes until she was out. If not she would take her arm and lif it up before dropping It to the ground.

Sona would have waited under the redhead and blonde, holding her breathe until Chelsea suddenly punched her belly. This would cause her to let out a muffled groan of pain as she would start to squirm again under the two. Sona would try everything she could think of; bucking up and down, wiggling her legs, straining her arms and trying to lift them up, and trying to move her head to her side. But in the end, it was all the same, Sona was trapped. Sona would last for a few more minutes before she would finally fall unconscious, her eyes fluttering a bit before her whole body went limp.

Well that removed the silence as Sona set about try to get free once more and failing to do so as Amy and Chelsea refused to budge an inch unless they finally put her away which seemed to be coming to fruition as Sona finally slowed down for a second time and went limp.

From there Chelsea stood up and let the ref check bringing her hand up and dropping it 3 times to declare that Sona was indeed out again which meant that the two just needed one more good ko to finish things and win this one sided match.

Sona would lay on the mat unconscious, her mouth hanging open as she heaved for air, her chest going up and down. Sona was sprawled out across the mat, completely vulnerable and exposed.

After a few seconds to let Sona rest, cause they didn't want her just going back out when they woke her up they discussed there next course of action. After Chelsea gave an idea to the blonde Amy nodded and moved over to Sona's arms while Chelsea did the same and grabbed her legs.

Both of them were holding her limbs and slightly lifted them up. "On the count of three. alright....one.....two .... three!" she said as she lifted her up by her limbs to bring the girl up in the air and send her right back down to the floor for a rough impact.