Joey Jericho vs. Songbird

"WAAAHOAH!" cried out Songbird as she was whipped into the corner. She tried to stop herself by crossing her arms in front of her, but the impact had caused some pain. She cringed as she rubbed her arms from the Irish whip, then she saw Joey going for a spear to her stomach. She would try to block that attack as well, but she knew the push would be a hard one against the turnbuckle. "GAH!" she cried out as her back hit the turnbuckle from the impact.

Joey let out a smirk. How amusing this was now that he seemed to getting tha match back in his favor. He pulled himself back aiming to drive his shoulder into her stomach again. The silver haired male slowly pulled himself back up lightly slapping Songbird in the face. "Not so smart now are you." he commented

"GAH!" Songbird exclaimed as her stomach was rammed in by Joey. She felt some wind knocked out of her and she tried to breathe easily to get her oxygen going again. As soon as she felt Joey lightly slapping her face, she smirked as she would try to give a rising kick to hit him below the belt. "You let your guard down so easily." If this worked, then she would give Joey a roundhouse kick to his face.

Joey smirked slightly as he aimed another light slap across the other side of Songbirds face as she was in the corner. MAybe he shouldn't have let his guard down since he felt the kick....Well more like a knee since he was pretty close letting out a soundless cry in pain his hands immediatly moved to cover his aching crotch slowly sinking to his knees infront of the pink haired woman.

So she wasn't afraid to cheat a little but then again it was an anything goes. The silver haired male was then knocked over by her roundhouse kick a stream of spittle flying through the air as he collasped over the middle rope his arms and throat dangling over it.

Songbird smiled as her move had worked; she knew it wasn't necessary, but she couldn't stand a man showing no respect for a woman. Seeing that Joey's head is over the middle rope, she would try to grab both of his arms and straighten them backwards. If that worked, she would place her hard boot on Joey's back to apply some pressure.

Joey strugged at Songbirds next move his chest pressing against the ropes as she kept him in place with her boot pressing against his back. He tried to pull his arms back or at least try and get into a more comfortable positition but at the moment Songbird had the leverage and the positional advantage. The silver haired male lightly bit his bottom lip as he tried to surpress any sounds that tried tomake theirway out of his mouth.

Songbird would continue the submission as she said, "That's right, Joey. Feel the pressure." She would try to hang on for as long as she could before she decided to release his arms and get her boot off of his back. She would give Joey some time to get back up while getting in her fighting stance.

Joey was relieved what Songbird let his arms go her boot sliding off his back. The silver haired male doubled forwards using the ropes to help pick himself back up. Feel the pressure? He let out a growl. "How about you feel my boot down your throat." he growled turning around to face the pink haired woman he had a plan and all he needed was her to get a little closer.

Songbird would move closer to Joey as she replied, "I always wondered what it would be like to get the boot. But I didn't expect to have it for dinner." She would still be in her fighting stance as she smirked at her own joke.

Joey let out a growl it seemed as though Songbird had a rather smart mouth. It was annoying to come up against someone like that since Joey kind of liked the sound of his own voice a little too much. He watched as she came closer. He had to admit she was keeping a distance and that was also annyoing him. "You know we can pretty much do this all day." He said with a shrug.