[FWC] Cassandra vs Amy. Handcuff POW!

Up on her feet but still pretty hurt from the brutal kick to her head. Though her mind was focused on payback and once she saw Cassandra wasn't in the ring she looked around for her opponent. Hearing her before she saw her she turned around to see her coming at her, likely looking to take her down and start to go for the finish.

Acting mostly on her instincts she brought her head up and attempted to drive her elbow into the charging Brit to put her to a screeching halt and stop the attack. "Nice try. But I told you I'm not losing this match." She said as she took a second to step back and tried to rush in and drop her with a lariat.

Cassandra grunted out loudly as the lioness struck her face with an elbow strike. The blow landed with enough force to stun the brit, which was bad news considering Amy came right back with a wicked lariat that put her in a world of hurt.

"ACK! ...ugh you...bitch..." she would grunt out once again as she fell down on her back, Cassandra would simply groan as the blond stood above her in a switch of positions. Now Amy had control, and the queen wasn't so certain that she had this match in the bag...

Slamming her arm into Cassandra's face and sending her down to the floor put a huge smile on Amy's face. There was no way she was going to be the victim of Cassandra, no that was the little punks fate. Looking down at the girl cursing her out while on her back Amy simply shrugged and came down to her knees, driving a punch into Cassandra's belly.

"Bitches don't stand there and get there asses kicked? Then consider me the biggest one out there." She said pulling away and going to her legs to try and lock Cassandra in a cloverleaf submission hold. One that would really help wear down the girls defenses and make her easy pickings for a finish she wanted.

Cassandra would grunt loudly as Amy drove a punch right into her midsection, which caused her to bring her arms around her belly to nurse the pain. The lioness wasn't done there though as she started to grab her legs before rolling the brit onto her belly in order to lock in in a cloverleaf hold!

"Gaaaaah!!! Let go! Aaacckk!" Cassandra would cry out as she squirmed about while the blond tortured her legs. The brit would pound her fist on the mat as she considered tapping for a brief moment due to the intense pain. But not even that would save her as she quickly realized this was a handcuff match, meaning she was pretty much at Amy's mercy until she let go, or if Cassandra managed to crawl to the ropes.

So using her elbows the brit would attempt to crawl her way over to the ropes and grab onto the bottom one. It was far from easy, but this was the only thing Cassandra could do at the moment. And she'd be damned if she didn't give it her all to do this.

Amy wanted to keep Cassandra on the floor, bending her back and legs with the submission hold as Cassandra tried to push herself up and start to move towards the ropes, knowing that it was her only way out without a way to tap out thanks to the stipulation. Amy kept to her strengths and held on, trying to increase the pressure of the hold.

"No can do, I'm still looking to break you in half and put those handcuff your hands." She said pushing harder on the hold while she kept her away from the ropes. Submission wouldn't win the match but it would leave Cassandra in a poor state and easy pickings finish.

Cassandra would let out a loud cry as Amy increased the pressure of the intense hold. Gritting her teeth, the freezer queen knew she was in trouble. Her back and legs were bending so badly that she could barely hold back more cries. Things had turned pretty bad, and with the added pressure, Cassandra was struggling to get across the ring with a solid foot and a half between herself and the bottom rope.

"You're...not going to...break me...not now...NOT EVER!" Cassandra would groan before she started to beat her fist on the mat. Not to submit, which wouldn't even help, but to try to endure the fierce pain she was going through.

"I disagree If I pull back enough, your spine will break no matter how defiant your spirit is." Amy said mockingly though Cassandra was toughing it out Amy was confident she couldn't last much longer, her back was going to be killing her and with a few more moves the bitch would be going down in a matter of minutes.

So for now it was just a matter of making sure Cassandra felt how hopeless fighting her was, Amy was going to make her and Allison pay for there high and mightiness in her presence and she would be damned t any chance they thought they had in taking her down now.

Cassandra's back was in a lot of pain as Amy continued her attempts to break the brit in half. It was a desperate moment for her, and with the lioness in basically compete control of her, the freezer queen had less and less hope as the seconds passed in this dreadful hold.

"AAAAHHHHH!!! GOD DAMN IT JUST STOP!!!" Cassandra would cry out in agony as she thrashed about wildly, desperately trying to get free, move forward, or anything else that would get Amy off of her so she could nurse her aching back. Knowing the lioness though, mercy and relief weren't coming anytime soon...

"Sounds like your pretty broken as is Cassandra." Amy said as Cassandra demanded she stop, trying to fight the hold anyway she could and get free while Amy attempted to hold on a little while longer, though with it sounding like the hold had done its job she eventually pulled back on the pressure and tried to get herself and Cass untangled.

"There your free. Now save the screaming and the crying for after ive won the match." Amy taunted her as she tried to grab Cassandra's white long hair and force her up to her feet and attempting to drag her over to the ring post to slam her head into it. Wanting to soften her up for the finish.

Cassandra would finally find relief as Amy released her from the vicious hold after more taunting. The brit was in big trouble as she body was for the most part drained of energy, and with the lioness reaching down to grab her, only meant she was unable to do anything to stop it.

"Ugh...no..." Cassandra would groan weakly as she was brought up onto her feet and brought over to the corner. Then with her head being smacked against the turnbuckle hard by Amy, the brit would fall limp against the corner. Now that she was hanging onto the top of it, Cassandra must have seemed like a complete loser. And soon enough, the lioness would be going in for the kill no doubt. Just another thing the pummeled brit could look forward to...