A new challenger appears! ( for Hali)

The poor Scarlet was winded as well, and she didn't shove the hand that was on her shoulder, and had no defenses prepared for the strike to her taut stomach. She cried out, grabbing the impact zone with both hands before receiving the violent blow to the back of her neck. She went down to her hands and knees, but stood up quickly, delivering a firm uppercut to John's stomach in return.

John grunted and staggered back a couple steps, "I'm believin' it be time to end this, lass.", charging towards Scarlet with the hope of spearing her and slamming her into the ground, "Just give up, girly, it'll be a mite easier fer ye."

Scarlet was tired, she saw the attack coming, and tried to dive out of the way, but to no avail. John was able to grab her around the middle and drive her to the ground with a powerful tackle. She gasped in pain and arched her back, struggling to push the man off of her!

John got to his feet, grabbing her ankles and attempting to throw her over onto her stomach. If successful, John would bend Scarlet's legs into a reverse Boston crab as he stood over her, bringing her feet against his abdomen, proceeding to clasp his hands under her chin, hoping to lock in a modified camel clutch as he stood up, lifting her off the grass in what he liked to think of as the swinging Boston clutch, "Come on lass, ye'll not be winnin' this one!"

Scarlet laid on the ground, twisting in pain... She felt John lift off her, grabbing her ankles. With a shriek, she continued to kick and struggle as hard as she could to avoid being flipped over. The violent struggling made it difficult to turn her over, but eventually the man had her where he wanted her. Moaning, she felt him crank her legs back, wrap his hands under her chin, and soon, she was lifted into the air in a painful manner,. held aloft, crying out, but not submitting, not yet!

John grinned, as he started swinging Scarlet back and forth, "Ye not want be giving up? Fine by me lass, but ye cannot say I didn't warn ya." As he started building momentum, he grabbed her under her arms and held her up high. Without pause, he slammed her chest-first into the grass. "Now let's have us a better look at the rest of ye.", he taunted her as he moved to strip her of her jeans!

Scarlet hung in his hold for a moment, moaning in agony as he swung her. Suddenly, he caught her under the arm and lifted her. She took a deep breath, whimpering as he held her. Then, as the momentum ended, she felt herself falling, pushed by her opponent. When her supple breasts smashed into the hard dirt, she squealed in pain. Wrapping her arms over her bra clad breasts, she rolled onto her side, feeling John's hands at her waistline, she did not offer resistance, she was too concerned about the pain in her tender breasts. With her eyes shut tight, she allowed him to remove her jeans, swooning in pain while he did. Soon she was left on the ground with naught but her bra and panties. "F-fuck you" she managed to utter.

"All in due time, but if you must, we can take this to te backseat o me car," john teased, his eyes running over her body, "but I'd much rather have another go at ye after ya've recovered." He grabbed Scarlet's ankles and rolled onto her stomach, holding her legs up, spread apart, he delivered a,swift toe kick to her crotch, with just enough force to stun her. If it worked, John would spin around and straddle Scarlet's back, bending her ankles back to her ass, one at a time as he stretched out her panties, hooking the leg holes over her feet, trapping her in a self-inflicting wedgie of sorts. To follow that up, he would a cigarette, spin round, wrapping an arm around her neck, pulling her a dragon sleeper camel clutch!

"All in due time, but if you must, we can take this to te backseat o me car," john teased, his eyes running over her body, "but I'd much rather have another go at ye after ya've recovered." He grabbed Scarlet's ankles and rolled onto her stomach, holding her legs up, spread apart, he delivered a,swift toe kick to her crotch, with just enough force to stun her. If it worked, John would spin around and straddle Scarlet's back, bending her ankles back to her ass, one at a time as he stretched out her panties, hooking the leg holes over her feet, trapping her in a self-inflicting wedgie of sorts. To follow that up, he would a cigarette, spin round, wrapping an arm around her neck, pulling her a dragon sleeper camel clutch!

The tortured woman did not give in. The kick to her vagina did just as John hoped, "Nyahaaa!" she clutched her aching womanhood as he mounted her back, bending her legs into the holes in her panties, effectively ending their usefulness. "Gah! No!" When all that had passed, she could do nothing but hold his arm at bay, barely maintaining her windpipe's flow of air!