Ivory and Violet vs Miss Spencer (Complete)

The moment Violet's attack hit home, the referee turned, yelling at Violet to get back to her corner. With a resigned shrug, she backed away, glancing at Ivory as she did so. "Hang in there, sis," she whispered. "Just try to make the tag, okay?"

Ivory could only moan by way of reply as she rolled over, her blonde hair spilling over her shoulders as she went onto her front. Slowly, she began to push herself back up to her hands and knees, fightng to get back into the match...

Miss Spencer sat up fully now, shaking her head from left to right as she gave her side one more gentle pat. That kick had hurt, but she had taken worse hits before. She started to get up, slowly rising up to her feet, but when she saw Ivory pushing to her hands and knees, her eyes went wide. She knew the girl was going to try to make a tag, and she knew she had to stop it.

"Oh no you don't!" She yelled, throwing herself towards Ivory in a desperate leap. She was trying to aim herself so that she landed across Ivory's back, pushing her back to the mat, facedown, lying atop of her, and if she did this and Ivory couldn't scramble out of the way, she would slip an arm forward, trying to snake it around Ivory's neck to put on a light sleeper hold.

Ivory had just managed to get to her knees when Spencer slammed into her from behind. "Uhhhnh!" she gasped as she was slammed to the mat, with Spencer on top of her. She would have tried to roll her opponent off, but a second later, Spencer''s arms snaked around her throat.

"No--" was all she managed to say before Spencer locked her in tightly, cutting off her air supply. Gasping, Ivory squirmed, finding herself pressed flat against the mat by Spencer. She twisted and squirmed under the teacher, grabbing at Spencer's elbows and kicking at the mat as she found herself unable to breathe. She closed her eyes, gasping in vain for air as she squirmed and struggled in Spencer's grip.

Breathing heavily now, Ivory tried a desperate manoeuver, pulling her head far back, hoping, at the very least, to put up enough of a struggle to force Spencer up onto her knees. If she managed this, then she would cup her hands together and shoot both elbows back into Spencer's midsection, hoping to make her let go.

Spencer struggled to keep a hold on Ivory as the she lie atop of the younger girl, her body pressing close to Ivory's own curvy form. She writhed against her, trying to keep her simple sleeper locked on her as the blonde writhed around, but she was finding it harder with each passing moment. She decided to try and stand with her, jerking up to force the two of them onto their knees...and that's when Ivory made her move, her elbows suddenly shooting back and striking into the teacher's midsection.

"Unnf!" She cried out, her arm slipping from Ivory's neck, her face twisting up in both pain and worry. Ivory was free now, and Spencer was stunned, at least for the moment.

As Spencer's arms slipped from from around Ivory, she toppled to her hands and knees, gasping hungrily for air. She almost couldn't believe that she had managed to escape like that, especially from a taller and stronger opponent like Spencer. Clutching her throat, she shook her head, trying to clear her mind and focus on the match now that she could breathe again.

Turning to see Spencer stunned behind her, Ivory rose shakily to her feet. Knowing that she had to keep the other girl stunned for a while, she backed away from her a bit, before suddenly rushing forward with a burst of speed to nail Spencer with a cross body check.

By the time that Spencer had recovered from Ivory's double-elbow strike, it was too late for the teacher. The younger girl flew though the air towards her, slamming into the more experienced wrestler with her cross body. Onto her back Spencer went, her arms spreading wide as Ivory landed atop her. She stared up towards the ceiling, panting, gasping for air, wondering what the hell had just happened...

The impact with Spencer knocked quite a bit of the air out of Ivory, and she slumped down across the taller girl's chest, eyes closed as she rested her head against Spencer's shoulder. The audience was going wild by this point at Ivory's comeback, and the referee quickly dropped down to begin the countdown.

"One..."

Spencer lied there still as Ivory rested against her, pressing into her ample chest with her pin. She groaned a bit, still looking upwards towards the lights, not even realising the referee had started counting yet.

Ivory held her breath, keeping Spencer covered as the referee continued to count down.

"Two...."

The sound of the ref's second count hit Spencer's ears, but the teacher didn't seem to notice. She was tired, just tired. She had been through so much lately, and now having to fight two of these girls at once was taking a major toll on her. She breathed heavily beneath the blonde's body, and Ivory could probably feel the slow and steady rising and falling of her breasts with each long, hard breath of air that the teacher took. Part of her wanted to just give up now, just let the girls have their win and go get some rest...

...but part of her said, a tiny little voice in the back of her head, was saying screw that.

As the referee's hand dropped towards the mat, going for the third of final count, a cry would pass through Spencer's lips. "Enough!" she shouted angrily, drawing up a reserve of inner strength to buck her body hard, trying to throw Ivory off of herself and break the pin!