Molly Reed vs. Janet "The Ex" O'Neil

Dazed, Molly could not fight back as Janet set up her attack. "Aie! AMMMPPGH! STOMMMPPMMGH!" Molly shouted in shock as Janet launched her crotch at the actress's face.

"Nnn, nnn, nnyah!" The punishment was battering some sense back into Molly. She struggled against the ropes, trying to disentangle her hands. If Janet kept the crotch assault up longer than wise, Molly would wrench her hands free and grab Janet's hips, holding her. Screaming, she would aim a headbutt right into Janet's crotch.

Janet had no issue with prolonging her pelvic beating, but Molly's furious headbutt made her howl out in pain, hurriedly falling back off of her. Janet rubbed her groin as she clenched her thighs together, moaning in pain.
"Nnngh, dirty skank!" she snarled, only slowly starting to get back to her knees

"Ah! That should be a feeling you're used to, whore!" Molly snarled, climbing slowly to her feet. The ring was still spinning around her, but she lunged forward, trying to deliver a kick to Janet to knock her back to the mat, though at the groggy speed she made, it was even money if she would catch Janet before the blonde made it to her feet and was ready to intercept Molly's effort.

If she drove Janet to the mat, Molly would try to straddle her and grab her by the hair, slamming her head against the mat, growling viciously at her.

Janet was just getting her senses back as she rose when Molly's kick connected, flooring her again with a loud grunt, blond hair splashing out wildly. Molly straddled and bashed her head back by the hair, the world flying by in her vision as her head was rapidly rattled. She'd not have much of a choice but to reach up and claw at her eyes, trying to blind her and stop the attack in its track to catch her breath and senses

"Hahaha! TASTE IT!" Molly snarled and taunted Janet with each slam, her own head bucking with Janet's, a vicious grin across her face. So concentrated was she on hurting Janet that she did not see Janet's hand until it was on her. "AIEEGH!" Molly shrieked, clutching her eyes and rolling off Janet. "You... you!" Through tear-soaked eyes, Molly would throw a wide hammer blow from the mat next to her, trying a last ditch attempt to strike Janet, but if Janet was quick to recover, it would be just as likely to hit the mat where the blonde had been.

Janet scrambled away when she heard Molly's pained scream, missing the blow and grabbing the ropes, shaking her head as her blond hair hung loosely. She'd use the ropes to pull herself up slowly, trying to shake her fatigue and get to her feet before she'd run towards Molly, hoping to catch her still blinded and deliver a running elbow drop to her ribs

Molly growled as her wild swing struck nothing but mat. Rubbing her eyes, she remained on the mat, hissing through grit teeth in pain. Just as she was about to rise, Janet's flying elbow struck her. "Yah!" Molly shrieked, rolling over and clutching her ribs. She was stunned and in pain; for the moment at Janet's mercy.

Janet got up to her knees, trying to quickly flip Molly over onto her belly. She'd try to straddle her lower back, hips pressing into her just above her butt, and pull up on her bikini top. The main idea was to yank it up off of Molly's tits, but secondarily she would try and raise it enough to pull back and choke Molly with her own top

Molly was easily rolled onto her stomach and she let out a hoof as Janet sat down atop her, but otherwise could not muster a fight.

The actress's head lurched back and her eyes bugged out as Janet secured the bikini top around her neck. "Hhhk!" she sputtered in pain. Molly's hands flew up, trying to find some give in the top. She bucked and struggled against Janet, trying to force her off, but she could muster little in the way of dedicated resistance. After a few seconds, Molly would try a desperate effort. Her struggles would fade. Her clawing waning to a light brushing, and her arms falling limp. It was a ruse, betting on the long shot that Janet would release her before she actually went out.

Janet tugged back hard, wrenching her throat some more, jerking her head even as it went limp. "That's it, slut! Drop out! You're not so hot now, eh?" She went on choking for a while, though not too excessively beyond her fakeout, buying into it fairly well, just a bit more sadistic than most. She let the top drop along with her foe, standing up and kicking her over onto her back. Janet would stomp her foot dominantly onto her belly if Molly continued her feint, then pose sexily with a hand behind her head and chest thrust out. "Count her out, all my lovely fans! And you boyslut Dean back at home! Count along!"