Handicap match- Angel vs Ivory & Violet

Now free, Ivory returned to her feet, wincing a little as she put some weight on the leg that Angel had stretched. She could hear Violet in her corner, calling on her to make the take, but she did not acknowledge her sister, instead defiantly staring the latina down.

As Ivory got back up, Angel would lunge in, trying to lock up with her, and if she took the tie-up Angel would then try to work her over into a headlock...

Ivory tensed as Angel came lunging at her. Moving reflexively, she dropped down, shooting her legs out to scissor Angel around one of her knees and trip her down to the mat.

Angel's long, slender legs would caught by the trip and the latina would fall forward, smashing facefirst into the mat and letting out a groan.

Seeing that her opponent was down, Ivory wasted no time in pouncing on her back, her lighter body crashing against Angel's. Maintaining her leg scissor to keep Angel's leg trapped, she slid one arm around Angel's forehead and the other up under her arm, linking her arms to wrench back on the other girl's head and arm in a modified crossface. She held her breath as she applied the hold, her chin resting near Angel's trapped shoulder and her breasts pressing tightly against her back.

Angel let out a painful, moany cry as she felt the crossface locking in on her, Ivory's smaller body pressing against her own. She howled at the girl, struggling to grab the mat with her free arm, trying to stretch herself out towards the ropes, however slowly, to force a break before this hold could do her in...

Ivory felt Angel dragging them towards the ropes, no doubt hoping to break the hold. Knowing that Angel would probably reach the ropes, Ivory tightened the hold, trying to wear the latina down as much as possible before hand. "Give up!" she said, closing her eyes as her tightening of the crossface pressed her tighter against her opponent.

Angel let out another howling cry of agony as the crossface was locked in harder on her, but pure stubbornness would let her continue dragging herself to the ropes, finally latching onto them tightly, screaming at Ivory loudly.

"Get the hell off of me!!"

Quietly, Ivory released her opponent. Standing up, she walked over to her corner and tagged Violet. "Your turn, sis," she said with a smile.

"About time," Violet replied with a grin as she slid through the ropes and began to walk towards Angel...

As Violet made her way across the ring, Angel slowly would climb up to her feet using the ropes for support. She didn't know how she was going to win this now, not with someone completely fresh coming in, but she would find a way.

She slowly turned to face Violet as she approached, putting on a serious scowl and raising her arms up defensively...