Dulsa Vs. Bunny Bomber II (for Alexandra) Complete

Dulsa watched her opponent get nailed down to the mat by the Facebuster, licking her lips as she watched Bunny lay there and maon in pain.

"Oh my dear little Bunny... We need to fight more often! I can't enough outta seeing you get crushed!" Dulsa taunted with a laugh as she rose to her feet, letting Bunny re compose herself.

"I only wish this were on TV right about now..." Dulsa said staying in her grappler stance waiting for Bunny to make the next move.

Bunny wasn't the type to gloat while her opponent was down. She thought those who did were, for lack of a more fitting term, idiots. Why waste your time bragging when you could keep putting the hurt on your enemy?

So, she found a small grin forming on her face despite the pain running through her body when Dulsa began to gloat and taunt her, and the moment Dulsa was back on her feet she would suddenly snap up, balling up a hard fist and aiming it right between Dulsa's legs towards her crotch.

After all, while Bunny wasn't the type to gloat, she wasn't at all above fighting dirty, especially without a referee around to stop her!

"AHH!!! You Bitch! That's sensitive!!!" Dulsa cried out staggering back to the ropes as she was suddenly puched in her crotch from outta nowhere it seemed.

Dulsa then made an frustrated groan before charging forward and trying to send a roundhouse kick to Bunny's head. The kick was rather slow however and quite easy to dodge.

Bunny would hurry back to her feet as Dulsa staggered back, and when the kick was thrown at her she would brace herself and try to catch it, then give Dulsa's leg a hard twist to send her to the mat.

From there she would try to turn Dulsa's leg to flip her onto her stomach, keeping a hold as the limb as she went for the foot, trying to work Dulsa into an ankle lock, twisting her foot around painfully.

"Wahh!" Dulsa cried out as her leg, taken and twisted, while dropping to the mat. She hated to be put in submission holds, they were always painful to her and she felt like she could do so little.

The ankle lock began to wrentch at her ankle with every twist, earning a couple of tears of Dulsa as she felt the strain on her ankle while she struggled to crawl away.

Bunny would hold on tight, and as Dulsa began to crawl away she would give her ankle a hard twist, screaming back at her.

"Oh no you don't!!"

Dulsa winced in pain as she felt her ankle being torn hard, the pain was nearly unbearable.

"Nyaaaaaghhhh!!!" Dulsa screamed out like an animal shaking her head before rolling her body off to the side and trying to kick Bunny off of her.

Bunny would try to hold on, but Dulsa's rolling about and her kicks would finally force the model to let her go and step away from her. It didn't matter though, with any luck the damage had already been done.

Bunny smirked and stepped away another few paces, raising her arms defensively and waiting for Dulsa to try to get back up.

"Damn you..." Dulsa said bitterly trying to stand on her sore ankle. Dulsa wouldnt be able to move as fast now that her ankle was the way it was; Dulsa would now have to rely on brawling agian.

"You better say goodbye to those pretty looks of yours!" Dulsa warned with a evil grin as she cracked her knuckles and raised arms hands up in guard, as she limped towards Bunny, ready to throw a hard right cross once in range.

Bunny simply smirked as Dulsa limped towards her, and as she threw the hard right towards her she would try to dodge aside from it then lunge at Dulsa with a short ranged clothesline*