Kathleen "Phoenix" Bailey Vs. Roxy "The Conqueror" Ashworthy - Submission Match

Kathleen didn’t even have the time to process all that was happening to her, as Roxy got a grip on her mane once more to get her into a sitting position. What could the Bully be planning next? Kat didn’t wait long to realize, and as her arms were locked by her rival’s legs the blonde bodybuilder’s eyes widened in shock as she realized what was just about to happen.

A sudden jolt of pain traversed her shoulders and her arms as the crucifix hold was locked. In other circumstances, with a less rusty or more determined Kat, she would have been able to whithstand the hold for longer, but that wasn’t the case. The blonde had endured what she felt it was a cruel punishment for too long for her liking. It was too soon in the match, but she felt too exhausted to escape, and being honest, the pain was just too much, too unbearable, for her to keep going.

The choice in hold was also a statement of sorts coming from Roxy. By locking Kat’s arms, she rendered the woman unable to submit using her hands, forcing her to verbally signal her surrender. It wouldn’t be much longer in the hold when Kathleen yelled in between cries of pain. “AAGGH!! I… GIVE!”

Roxy Ashworthy would enjoy the fact that she managed to lock Kathleen up without much trouble, she was like putty in the hands of the Conqueror and when she she managed to lock in this hold....It didn't take very long before Kathleen cried out in submission, those pained cries of anguish that made Roxy lick her lips.

She would slowly but surely release those arms as the referee would tell her to let go, ringing the bell. As she released the arms of Kathleen, Roxy would slide away and move up towards her feet. Flicking one of her twin tails behind her shoulder and releasing a sigh.

" What a let down, you couldn't even get me to work up a sweat." Roxy cockily spoke out as she would start to walk around the downed frame of the blonde. Looking to step up and press her boot down against the well toned midsection of Kathleen and grind her boot down. " Is this all those muscles of you can offer?" Roxy mocked as she would be forced away from Kathleen by the referee.

Kathleen was beyond despair at the moment. Being defeated in a fair fight against a decent rival would have been something, but being forced to submit from total humiliation by a nasty and vicious rival like Roxy was something she was just not ready to take. But there she was, a wailing mess as her rival had made quite a dent in her body and in her pride. She knew her physical state wasn’t the best after so much time without a good fight, but how easily she had been handed over by her rival was a wound that would take a long time to heal.

Maybe she wasn’t ready to take the challenge of pro wrestling at that level after all. Kat had a lot of reflecting to do. Her motives to get to the AFW were true and noble, but she needed to get some serious training or become a jobber in order to see her gym still open. She didn’t want to lose all her pride like that, so a lot of reflecting was in order for her.

Riding out the shame the best she could while Roxy had a boot on her midsection and teased her with burlesque remarks, Kat tried to block everything outside her inner world. When the referee intervened to separate Roxy from her and announce the winner, Kathleen would just roll over and march to the lockers without even looking back.

Winner by submission: Roxy Ashworthy