Dark Match: Trinity vs. Jean Grey

Trin attempted once to hoist Jean into the air but to no avail. Trin frowned and tried again, unable to overcome Jean's planted legs. She squirmed a bit before she took a sharp jab to her soft stomach, her midsection completely open with her arm up and hooked around Jean's head. "Uhhhnnn!!" Trin grunted hard as she took another and then another shot to her stomach which left her a bit dazed. From here, Trin felt herself get repositioned as she got slammed into the corner she originally had Jean in, "Ooof!"

Jean planted a hand on Trin's shoudler and then grinned at her nastily. Deciding to be a little mocking, she would give her other palm a lick and then start going for some hard slaps to Trin's pale tummy. She would try to repeat this about twice more, each time giving Trin a chance to show reaction unless stopped.

Dazed from the solid fists to her stomach, Trinity didn't offer any resistance as Jean moved in and grinned wickedly at her. Trin's arms were anchored over the top ropes, helping to keep her on her feet. "UHHN!!" Trin grunted as Jean slapped her hard, bending Trin over forward. The only thing that kept Trin on her feet was her arms that still rested over the top ropes. As the goth slowly straightened up, another slap to her stomach forced her to grimace in pain. It was obvious that Trin's stomach was one of her weaker spots. If Trinity's crimson red corset displayed her stomach, it would show that it had turned a beat red from the punches and slaps...

After feeling that Trinity might be softened up, Jean would go to put Trinity in a headlock. If it worked, Jean signalled to the crowd to get a pop and then would go for a running bulldog in the middle of the ring.

Trin bent over again and felt Jean's arms lock around her head tightly, starting to pull Trin from the corner. As the pressure built around her cranium, Trin lowered to a knee, holding Jean's waist softly with both hands. However, as Jean was playing to the fans, Trinity took her shot and slipped her arm between Jean's legs, nailing her with a low blow...

Jean screamed. She clutched her struck area and lurched forward weakly falling to her knees. She hunched over, her body quivering as if though she were sobbing already.

Trin took the opportunity to get back to her feet as Jean sank down. Trin thought about what she would do and grinned as it came to her. She quickly ran to the ropes in front of jean and bounced off. On her sprint back, if Jean didn't move, she would do a running kick with her platform boots right into Jean's open face...

Jean held her pelvis for a while. When she chanced a look up, she received a hard kick to her face. She cried out and rolled on her back, rocking back and forth weakly. She moaned as she held her face.

Seeing an opportunity to end the match early, Trin decided to take it and quickly laid across her opponent, reaching down to one of Jean's smooth, toned thighs and pulling it up with her hand, giving the fans a nice little look at Jean's butt and crotch as she pressed herself down on her foe. If Jean didn't kick out immediately, Trin would watch the referee get down to begin counting Jean's shoulders...

The referee had barely counted one before Jean kicked out showing that despite the dirty shots she had taken she was far from being beat. She sat up, now breathing angrily.