Songbird vs. Scarlett

Songbird landed the first hit, missed the second, but did really good on the third. And finally she was able to flip Scarlet over her shoulder with a good thud and there she layed stunned.

Seeing an opportunity, Songbird would hang onto that arm for a submission hold. She would try to put her feet at the sides of Scarlet's arm and one side of her head. If this worked, she would lay back and apply pressure on that arm for an armbar.

Scarlet's breaths were deep, her breasts rising and falling, held back by her center tied bikini. Trying to recover, she felt her arm still held over her head, and looked up at her opponent, a little helpless, but as Songbird held tight to pull her into an arm bar, she squealed, rolling to the side, pulling her arm out of Songbird's tight grip. She got to her hands and knees and started to scramble away. If her opponent would allow, she'd get to the side of the ring, near a corner, and climb to her feet!

Songbird was able to hold onto the armbar for a while, but she was surprised when Scarlet started to roll to try and escape the hold. In just several seconds, Scarlet's rolling made Songbird release her arm to let Scarlet get on her hands and knees to scramble away. Songbird raised an eyebrow in confusion, this was supposed to be a match and yet why is her opponent acting scared?

"Hey, don't run away yet!" called out Songbird as she quickly followed Scarlet to the corner.

Scarlet hoisted herself up on the ropes and pulled herself to her feet, "Just looking for a way back up." She assured her opponent, putting her arms back up, shaking up the arm that'd been in the hold. "First thing that came to mind was to get to the ropes!" she smirked, ready to fight again...

Songbird heard Scarlet's reasoning and it sounded good, but in a real match, either fighter wouldn't give a chance for their opponent to recover too often. She would say, "Hmm, wise plan...now get over here!" As she said it, she would try to get her hands on her opponent's arms to try and spin and fling her to the turnbuckle hard. If that worked, she would add a shoulder tackle to the stomach for extra damage.

Scarlet took a deep breath, back on her feet. She clenched her fists and looked up at Songbird, only in time to see her reaching in. With a whimper, she felt a powerful wrist around her arm, and with a strong tug and powerful push, Scarlet stumbled to the opposite turnbuckle! Scarlet's chest slammed into the corner post, drawing a squeal from the girl. She winced, a hand draped over the top of her breasts, turning slowly to see her opponent charging, met only with the shoulder to her stomach! Scarlet moaned, her body nearly bent in two. With a pained moan, she reached forwards, grabbing a hold of Songbird's top before she could pull away!

Songbird's attacks had worked and Scarlet was already looking tired out as both turnbuckle throw and shoulder tackle to the stomach took its toll. The next thing that Songbird had planned was to back off a little so she can let Scarlet get some air back into her lungs. But suddenly, she felt her opponent's hand grab a hold of her top! Songbird blushed and tried to get that hand away as she exclaimed, "Hey, what are you doing?! Let go!"

Scarlet let out a sigh of relief at the reprieve she'd been given. "Nah, not yet!" She said jovially, lifting a knee into Songbird's stomach. Not as hard as it could have been, but enough to show she wasn't playing. "I know the other wrestlers often try to humiliate their opponents into submission." Scarlet smiled, giving Songbird's top a little tug.

"GUH!" Songbird cried out as she got kneed in the stomach. She bent down a little to get some air, but not too much so she can still make eye contact with Scarlet. She would hear her opponent talk about how other wrestlers often try to humiliate their opponents into submission.

With Scarlet's hand still tugging at Songbird's top, Songbird would respond, "Yeah, I've heard about that once. Did they do it like this?" With that, she would attempt to grab Scarlet's wrist that was tugging her top and twist it. If she did, she would also try to add a pull to that arm with a kick back into the turnbuckle.

Scarlet gave the top another tug, and as Songbird's swift attach was set into motion, she didn't have time to react. She felt her wrist painfully twisted, but her grip remained tight, pulling Songbirds top tight, perhaps tearing it as she felt her body slammed back into the corner... Looking up at Songbird, she smirked, "Yeah, kinda like that."