Grudge Match: Masane vs Sarah Gatt

"Arhh!!" Masane cried out as she was kneed in the back and was hung upside down by her leg. She grit her teeth, trying to free her leg.

Sarah sent several more knees into Masane's back, like the woman wanted to really damage the girl's spine. Then she'd drag her over to the turnbuckle after such punishment, and brutall slam her foot into the metal pole.

Masane shouted with each kick she took, and was then then dragged towards the turnbuckle and let out a loud cry as her bare foot was slammed into the pole, and ended up flopping to the mat and clutching at her foot.

Sarah watched Masane flop around with distaste, barely even this enjoying this anymore. At this point Sarah was like a machine programed for destruction.

She mounted Masane on her back, pinning the girl beneath her, and then preceded to slam the girl's face three times into the mat.

Masane grunted as Sarah mounted her back, and got her face slammed into the mat again and again, letting out a dazed groan after eating the mat three times in a row.

Sarah lifted Masane off the mat slightly by her hair to get a look at her face, grinning at the dazed look of it. She'd quickly change tactics, grabbing her arms and placing her over her thighs, pulling back on her chin in a camel clutch.

Masane cringed as she felt her hair grabbed, and looked up as Sarah grins at her face before she's locked in a camel clutch. She groans in pain, trying to pull free of the submission. "Rnngh...."

Sarah's camel clutch would be a prison of pain for Masane, as she really pulled her chin back to inflict the maximum amount of pressure. "Only one arm and I'm still kicking your ass," Sarah sneered into Masane's ear. "Yeah, you're a real champion." With that Sarah would headbutt the back of the girl's head.

Masane snarled and tried to yank her head out of Sarah's grip, hoping to break free before she was headbutted in the back of the head.

Even with one arm to hold on with it was easy to keep Masane in her grip, and would end up headbutting her hard into the back of her skull. "Poor little, Masane," she whispered. "Tried to be a hero. Tried to beat me. Tried to prove a point. It'd be funny if it weren't so pathetic." Her good arm would loop itself around Masane's throat, adding a chokehold to the camel clutch.