Volterra vs Bree Tassilotte

Bree struggles to breath just a little after taking a hit to the stomach, pulling herself up by the ropes which she notices her opponent getting behind her and pulling her away to slam down on the mat just to lock her arms and head into a Full Nelson. "Ugh! Let go of me! NYA!"

Wiggling into her hold as she been trying to get out but that girl was much stronger than the feline, pulling her away from the ropes and the next thing she knows it, was pulled up off the mat and slamming down on the back of her head into a Dragon Suplex. "AUGH!" Bree would either be pinned down for the count which she tries to kick out before the 2 or was release right afterward, either way, she'll be laying down on the mat clutching the back of her head, facing down. "Owww..."

She ends up releasing the girl from a Dragon Suplex pin, leaving her lying prone on the ground, vulnerable once again. Volterra stands up walks around the cat-girl until she ends up behind her. In a cruel manner, she steps onto the back of Breeâ€s thighs, pressing down with her weight to balance herself. She leans down and grips her ankles, bending her legs up to wrap the cat-girlâ€s calves around her own, tightening them up.

She reaches over and slaps the girlâ€s sides. If successful, she latches onto the girlâ€s wrists, reeling them towards her. Volterra would then taunt the girl by pulling her wrists, briefly arching the cat-girlâ€s upper back up and down.

“Great match, yet?” she asks, clearly being snide. She figured that if she was going to break down this cocky, agile fighter, she might as well get her where it hurts the most.

Bree neck hurts like hell after taking that nasty suplex, she was strong and something she didnt want to be the receiving end but it wasnt a choice at all but now that girl isnt gonna let her go, not letting rest up, not one bit. "Nyaaaa.... owww...."

But soon enough, she felt her legs were weights down and knowing whats coming next. "AHHH NO NO NO NO! MEOW! HISSSSS!" The feline frantically trying to avoid her opponent grabbing onto her arms as her legs occupied, even her slaps on the side keeping her arms together under her chest to keep it away from her grip. "NOOO! GET OFF!" She knows it'll hurt if shes up in that hold, doing her best to prevent her from pulling that move off, her head still hurting course.

Bree has placed her hands in front of her chest to prevent the woman from reaching them while leaving her head exposed. She fears the submission more than she does pain. Unfortunately for the cat-girl, Volterra has no intentions of playing nice.

She grins, moving her hands down to the Bree's ass. “Come on” she chortles, sliding her hand across. “You cannot lay on your stomach forever” she gropes. “Embrace the crowd, allow me to embellish you”. With that she lifts her hand and gives the girl's butt a firm smack.

Then the harassment continues. She throws two hammer fist strikes to the back of her head and then throws a double knife hand strike to her opponentâ€s trapezius muscles near her neck. Volterra will change her knife hand, bending her fingers so as to make a claw, raking it down the cat-girlâ€s shoulders and eventually, down to her elbows where she will pull once again.

Bree laying there on the mat after taking such brutal move, not as painful what Killer King would do but still, hurts a lot and she tries to grab Bree on the wrists which shes preventing it by hiding under her chest, but that Volterra isnt gonna let her go, groping onto her fine ass and slapping it hard as well, she yelp from the smack and still refusing to give in. "Nya! Get off bitch!"

She couldnt escape from such hold and soon she paid the price as her head and neck were getting smacked around until her shoulders getting grabbed, tightly by her fingernails and raking it down until pulling her arms out, fearing the worst has yet to come. "NO NO NO! NYA!!!!" Wishing that King would help her kick this girl ass but doing it alone right now and in this hold, proven to be deadly.

All Bree could do was delay the inevitable, soon she would find Volterraâ€s grip moving from her elbows to her wrists to completely trap all 4 of her limbs. Volterra grins, she pulls once to elevate Breeâ€s upper body. She pulls twice for the same effect.

On the third time, she falls backwards and successfully lifts Bree Tassilotte into the Romero Special with amazing force and technique. The woman wastes no time applying immense pressure to the hold, spreading the girlâ€s legs shoulder width apart to stretch out her groin muscle, compressing her shoulder blades by pulling and moving her wrists together, horribly arching her back upwards for all to see.

Volterra clearly intended to break down Breeâ€s body for the rest of the match. “Donâ€t submit, just scream” she says, tightening the hold.

Indeed her body screaming to the highest point as she was pulled up into the air stretching out all her limbs and leaving her hanging displaying to everyone of what shes been going through. Crying out loud as she kept on screaming and really doesnt want to give up right now anyway, but her body trembling from the painful submission and just cant get the hell out of it. "AHHHH NGHHHHH!"

Volterra could feel Breeâ€s tense muscles shaking against her while she was suspended in the air and yet the cat-girl remained but a feather in her grip, at her mercy. She bounces her lower body up and down to taunt her much further; she attempts to spread her legs much further apart. “Scream so your fans can hear you” she commands, pressing Bree to her limits very early on in the match by torturing her limbs. “I wonâ€t release you until your voice fills the entire room”, Volterra would then pull harder on her arms.

Bree screaming out loud just as her opponent wanted, her body were pulled backward on her arms and legs, even spreading her legs apart to stretch out her inner thighs, she would of been tearing out of her eyes but shes more of building up in frustrations and anger towards to Volterra, only now just crying out loud in agony as she tries to wiggle out but adding more strains to her body, not much of a choice as this match continues with her hanging in the air, unable to do much but trapped in her Romero Special. "AHHHH! NYA!!!! UNNNNN!"

Volterra bounces her victimâ€s lower body up and down for a little bit longer to work the cat-girl to her limits, working her groin muscle in particular so as to keep her as close as possible to the ground when she is released. Then, the woman gives one final strain on the hold, straightening out her own legs while pulling on Bree's arms to arch her back for a good minute longer before tilting herself forward. She releases her in the process, as keeping her there longer would likely cause Bree to submit, and far too early for Volterraâ€s plans.

Afterwards the woman would stand up and back up, watching her opponent in a semi-crouched stance to see how well Bree toke the submission, if she managed to take it at all. "Does a dude make you scream like that as well?" she would question with a grin.