Emily Nelson vs Natasha Han

"Khhhng...ghhhh..." Emily's sore jaw burned as Natasha's arm pressed against it, and she felt herself growing weaker and weaker as the Russian's grip tightened around her throat. She was about to try throwing an elbow back at her opponent when Natasha suddenly tugged upwards, pulling her to her feet. A second later, her head was free: Emily only had time to give a stifled gasp for air before Natasha's leg wrapped around her own, and the next thing she knew, she was tripped backward and sent slamming hard into the mat. Groaning, Emily lay stunned on the mat, her chest rising and falling as she found herself too hurt to move.

Now it was Natasha's turn to drop onto Emily, her slender, toned body rubbing against the pink-haired woman's own strong form as she went to cover her for a pin. She lifted one of her legs, the referee dropping to the mat and slapping it hard.

"One!"

Emily groaned as she felt Natasha's body pressing down against her own. Although her back still ached, she nonetheless arched a shoulder up, turning her own sender body sideways the moment the refereee's count reached "Two!" as she barely managed to break the pin.

Natasha pushed up to her knees, groaning as Emily broke the pin. She shook her head, sweat dripping gently from her body as she went to stand, lashing at Emily's arm to grab it and pull the other woman up as well.

Emily was still dazed as Natasha dragged her up by the arm, her slender body quickly being pulled to her feet. Sweat dripped down her face and from her hair as she was pulled upwards, her back and head still smarting from Natasha's earlier blows.

Natasha was still paining herself from Emily's early domination of the match, but she knew she could still win this. She just had to weaken the Scottish woman a bit more!

Once they were back on their feet, Natasha grabbed for Emily's head, trying to tuck it under her arm, then reach in to grab her and lift her up, using her tights to grab on to. If she could, she would lift her straight up, into a stalling vertical position, before letting her fall back to the mat with a heavy suplex.

Emily's head was still ringing when Natasha suddenly slid an arm around her head, pressing her against her side. Quickly realizing what Natasha was up to, Emily tried to throw a weak punch at Natasha's midsection. She acted too late-- the blood rushed to her head as Natasha lifted her up, before sending her crashing back-first into the mat. Stunned, Emily lay sprawled on the mat, her chest bobbing as her vision swirled from the impact.

Natasha sat up after the suplex, letting out a deep breath. Again she rose to her feet, moving around to Emily's legs. She was going to try and finish this again, right here and right now. She reached down, grabbing for one of Emily's legs, dropping back to the mat with it. She had recently adopted a figure four leglock as a finisher against Daisy Cry, and she planned on trying it out again here against Emily.

Slowly she wrapped Emily's legs into the hold, leaning back and beginning to put the pressure onto her legs. She clicked her tongue, glaring at her and calling out to the woman. "Submit!"

Emily screamed in agony as her legs were twisted, sending sharp jolts of pain shooting up her back. She didn't have time to appreciate the irony of her own move being used against her as her body twisted and writhed on the mat, eyes screwed shut in pain.

"NOOOOO!" she shouted as Natasha asked for her submission. Her body quickly became drenched with sweat as she opened one eye, desperately reaching an arm towards the ropes....

They weren't too far from the ropes. If Emily could withstand the hold a bit more, she might just be able to reach them...

Unfortunately for her though, Natasha wasn't going to make this easy on her. She tightened her legs around Emily's, leaning back and trying to put more pressure on her, barking at the woman again. "I said SUBMIT!" she yelled, her voice taking on a harsh, almost intimidating tone now.