Sheryl Blends vs Bree Tassilotte- Finisher Match

Bree was able to tackle down that lil Sheryl to the mat, she was not happy, or was since she was cracking up so much, but that red/pink head had to interrupt her laughter with a stomp. So now with both girls down on the mat, Bree gonna try to use her finisher so she can get another point hopefully. "Nya!"

Slightly sore on her body but trying her best to roll her opponent facing down before she would get her knees to rest on top of her back, then reaching down one hand under her opponent chest while the other goes between her legs, cupping both of her breasts and crotch to start rubbing and fondling down on her, part of her finisher where she molest her and pulling backward to stretch her out. "Sweet Sweet Love!" and purr. "Give up?!"

While both girls were down on the mat, Sheryl didn't feel nearly as good about it thanks to getting speared like that. It definitely hurt and she was struggling to just catch her breath and separate herself from Bree. Sheryl groaned as she was rolled face down, not sure what this girl was thinking about. Wincing as she felt the girl getting on her back and those knees digging into her a little bit.

Though she was squirming a bit, Sheryl did gasp out in shock when she felt those hands grabbing her breasts and crotch. "W-what are you..hwa!" Sheryl moaning in surprise as this girl started to fondle her! "Ugh..." She groaned getting pulled backwards exposing herself a bit more and suffering from getting stretched out. "S-stop that...you...ohhh...kitty...." Sheryl gasped and groaned struggling to not give up but dealing with the conflicting sensations that Bree was giving to her.

"Come on! Give up! Gimme gimme more points!" She demanded, continue to pull onto her body and stretching out even more as she can, that girl wasnt giving up so easily so Bree just kept going on the groping on both of her personal girl's parts, she feels pretty warm and soft on both ends, making Bree purrs quite a bit, even her struggling in pain on her back as she pulls slightly, her strength isnt her best but at least shes on top and doesnt have to do it too much.

"Purr~ Why would I stop? Gimme the point and I will, maybe!" teasing her, hearing Sheryl struggling pretty badly against Bree that she was unable to escape so far, but she is resisting from the hands pleasuring for sure, so she tries little harder, fondling and stroking her little more.

"Gah....why would I give you more...points...I'll win anyways." She groaned out as her body was stretched even more. Her breasts getting exposed much easier in that position and showing off her blushing face more. It was frustrating to feel that pain in her back, but also embarrassing to know what is being done to her right now.

The fact that she might not even stop did send a shiver through Sheryl's body. When those hands started to increase their fondling and stroking Sheryl couldn't help a moan that leaked out. "Ohhhh...you...perverted kitty..." She groaned panting as she felt herself responding despite or because of the situation. Her sex wetting a little and her nipples hardening though at least she was clothed so it wasn't so obvious. Sheryl was struggling to not give in, squirming a bit and panting as she felt the conflict of pain and pleasure driving her crazy. "I....I..." She struggled with her words not sure what she wanted to say right then.

Bree hands fondling down at the girls parts and well shes not into girls but, it does feel pretty good as nothing ever soft on the guys, she knows first hands for sure. "Hey! I am not a pervert you.... you bitch!" She angrily at Sheryl for calling her that, she release the hold as it would seem she wouldnt give up from it. **Damn my finisher fails me... guess using my other again would get a point easily!** she smiles in a evil way, thinking she got it all figured out.

Once she release the hold, she reach down onto that girl's hair to pull up standing as she can, facing the feline as she purr at her. "I dont think you'll win Pinkie!" She gloated at her, feeling pretty confident so far in the match. "You'll never beat me, I guarantee it!" She promise what she'll do in this match, just to add an insult before she would go for her finisher, she tries to slap Sheryl across the face just for heck. "Nya!"

In some ways Sheryl was a bit disappointed, but in others she was relieved when Bree released the hold. The girl collapsing and panting her body betraying her for a while there. If Bree had kept that up...Sheryl didn't want to think about how that was going to turn out. Now she had to try and slow her breathing and calm down. The effects of that submission attempt would stick with her for a while.

A cry leaked out from Sheryl when her hair got grabbed and she was pulled up. "Big...talk." She breathed out slowly catching her breath there. What did surprise her though was the slap across the face. Sheryl unable to hold back a cry of shock along with that loud slap. "That's all you have left?" She replied trying to bring up her knee and drive it into Bree's midsection. The girl needing to get in control of this match and quickly. She couldn't afford to fall into any traps that might weaken her even further.

Bree so far ahead of her that shes getting close to scoring a second points of this match, but she would needed to execute her finisher and lay Sheryl out for the score. But that pink hair girl wouldnt give up from her submission finisher, so the next best thing is grabbing her to pull up and slap her silly like a bitch she is, making Bree almost giggles from it. "Nya! What? Want some more....? OUF!"

Sheryl caught the feline off guard with that knee strike to the midsection, letting her go as she dropped down onto her knee, clutching her stomach and cringing her teeth to endure the pain and keeping her mouth shut from making a painful cries, though she tries to stand herself up but slowly and weakly to do that. "You... pink haired... owww...."

It definitely was a pleasant thing giving Bree that kind of hit in response to what she had been doing to Sheryl only moments before. "That will teach you to be more pleasant." She joked taking a moment to rub her cheek. Since her opponent was bent over it seemed like a good chance to go on the offensive here. Quickly slipping behind Bree, Sheryl went for a windup with her right leg hoping to kick Bree's ass and knock her right down onto the mat. If she was standing up enough though it would probably only leave her hopping a bit.

"No need to take this too personally." Sheryl joked knowing she had to wait a bit before trying to unleash a finisher and get a point in this match.

Bree was slowly getting up to her feet after feeling pretty weak by the hands of Sheryl, wishing she could beat her up right now but that girl really got her down pretty well, until she slowly pushing up but by the time she was halfway, nearly bending over, Sheryl slipping from behind and does one of the kiddish yet painful move, kicking Bree ass and sending her down face first hitting the mat. "AUGH!"

She turn over to the side holding her butt and face at the same time, rolling side by side not expecting that to happen, hurts like hell too from just one hard kick, hurting her behind and face together, worst thing happening on each ends. "Nyaoooooo......"

Sheryl was laughing a bit at this point. "Now, now don't make such a big deal of it." She replied trying her best here to try and get back in control of the match. She didn't like the idea of easily getting overpowered, although losing wasn't the worst thing in the world that could happen.

As the girl was rolling on her side Sheryl tried to kick her in the stomach and roll the girl onto her stomach. Having the intention to go to her legs and quickly grab them before Bree could respond. "Ok, let's go for it." She'd add before trying to flip her opponent over and outright apply a Boston Crab to her. Slowly applying the hold figuring she had the time to make sure the move was applied properly to Bree.