Lady Lakota vs. White Feather

"Of course the guys can just fight, I know what you mean. There are guys in this league who aren't like the ones you faced before. I should know, some are even my friends." Going for a light smack to the face, White Feather would say, "Well, surprise me then!!"

Janet shrugged. “Alright. I mean, I donâ€t know personally, since, like I said, I donâ€t really do any fights with guys. Itâ€s just not my style.”

She grunted as White Feather delivered a light smack to her face. She tottered precariously, but ultimately managed to stay upright, using the ropes for support. It would take a good deal more than that to finish her off. Even if this was a losing battle, Janet was sticking it out!

Janet knew, though, that she wasnâ€t going to win by trading blows. She didnâ€t want to ruin the friendly mood of the match, but she knew that she would have to get a little bit dirty. Feinting with a punch to White Featherâ€s face, the Lakota girlâ€s real attack would come down low, where she would try to slam her foot into her opponentâ€s crotch.

"I'm not exactly asking you nor forcing you to fight him. He just needs some friends to show him around. And besides, he wouldn't have any thoughts of dating unless he asked." White Feather would go for another punch, but then she got caught with surprise by the kick between her legs.

"AAUGHHH!!" cried out White Feather as she stumbled backwards and held her womanhood.

“Right. Yeah. All I said was that I donâ€t really know anything about what the guys in this league do,” Janet replied, still a little bit flustered from the whole conversation.

When her foot nailed her opponent right between her legs, Janet gave a thin smile and finally came up off of the ropes, following White Feather as she stumbled backwards. “Hey, I hope you donâ€t hate me for that,” Janet said. “Allâ€s fair, as they often say.”

She would try to follow it up with a punch to the face. She couldnâ€t put as much power behind it as she wanted to—she was still a little woozy after very nearly being knocked out—but she did her very best to give White Feather quite the pounding!

Breathing hard a little, White Feather would say, "Well, basically of what I know is that when guys go against each other, they show no mercy and do whatever it takes to win, especially if it's playing dirty...just like what you did just now." She then grunted when she got punched to the face and she staggered back a little more.

"No, I don't hate you at all. But one more stunt like that and I'll think likewise." Saying this, she would attempt to ignore her pain and go for two punches across the face left and right.

Janet chuckled softly. “Hey, Iâ€m just trying to get back in the game.”

Getting back in the game would get increasingly difficult, however, as White Feather delivered a pair of powerful blows to Janetâ€s face. The Lakota girl stumbled back, barely able to remain on her feet. If she had taken even one punch like that a few minutes earlier, she would have been out for good. The little interlude had helped her. But Janet wasnâ€t sure if it had been enough.

Undeterred, she would lunge forward again and aim two more punches at her foe: one at the girlâ€s stomach, and another one to her face.

White Feather chuckled back as she said, "Yeah, I know." She would then see Janet charging once more and give two punches. "AUGH! ACK!!" she cried out as she got hit in the face and stomach. She would double over as she tried to keep her distance.

For whatever reason, Janet seemed to be slowly gaining momentum, landing several more punches than White Feather in their latest exchange. The Lakota girl, getting more confident as the latest engagement went on, tried to follow her opponent as White Feather backpedaled, looking to pull off the ultimate comeback.

Interlacing her fingers, Janet would raise her hands high and try to bring them crashing down together against her opponentâ€s forehead for what she hoped would be a devastating blow.

Seeing Janet interlace her fingers and raise it up for a smash to the forehead, White Feather attempted to raise her hands to at least block the attack. The impact unfortunately made her stumble back and fall on the mat. "You know, my friend would admire you for such strength through your pain."

Janet was a little disappointed that she had not managed to land that blow—it had taken a lot of energy to even attempt. But knocking White Feather down had not been easy for her tonight, and she was not about to mope about her failure to land a direct hit when she had such an excellent advantage.

“Iâ€m not always in matches where I take or deal a lot of damage,” Janet said, walking around White Feather and grabbing the girlâ€s hair from behind. “Iâ€m a lot more resilient than some people think, though.” She would then pull White Featherâ€s head between her legs, clamping on with a standing reverse headscissors that she hoped would both hurt White Feather, as well as humiliate her—since the girlâ€s face would be forced up against Janetâ€s rear end!