SS '13: Dark Match: Cassie Elliot Vs. Lu Jiao Jocelyn

Cassie shrieked while her head was painfully jerked around. She grabbed at Jocelyn's wrist with both hands to stop her from pulling her scalp off, but that would only get her so far. She tried to focus, and slipped her fingers around Jocelyn's thumb for leverage, and then began twisting. It wouldn't be difficult to have her in pain if she had enough to to really lock it in, but her wrist lock would at least make it exceedingly difficult for the girl to maintain her grip.

"Let goooo!"

Jocelyn stuck out her tongue as she smiled when she yanked on Cassie's hair. She loved the sound of the girl in pain and the look on her face. "I'll let go when you're bald, Freckle!" Jocelyn screamed back as she watched Cassie grab for her wrist with both hands.

While Cassie was fighting Jocelyn's arm, her legs were free and Jocelyn tried to twist her body so that the two girls were belly to belly. "Ah-Ahh! Fuck you!" Jocelyn screamed as Cassie pulled on Jocelyn's thumb painfully. She pulled away, trying to club Cassie's head with her free hand while Cassie worked the lock ust to buy her some time while she tried to pull her legs around Cassie and squeeze the Canadian with her thighs.

"Ugh!"

Cassie was stunned by the shot to the back of her head long enough that she didn't stop Jocelyn from wrapping her legs around her waist. Of all the positions she could have been in, though, this was hardly the worst.

She grit her teeth and shoved her elbows into Jocelyn's thighs as hard as she could while taking tight, shallow breaths. She could really squeeze, but Cassie was fresh and had time to work. She stood up so that she was bent over Jocelyn and raised an arm over her head. She threw herself forward so that all of her weight was behind her arm as she brought her forearm crashing down into Jocelyn's face.

Jocelyn grinned as she felt her thighs tighten around Cassie's waist. It felt good to crush this stupid girl. The pain on Cassie's face and the pained noises were delicious. She could drink them up all day and was going to break Cassie in her own corner.

Or so she thought until the hard elbows drove into her thighs. "Ahhh!" She cried out, her grip loosening and allowing Cassie to sit up enough to slingshot herself back down with a hard forearm at Jocelyn's face. The most that the CHistralian could do was wedge an arm between herself and Cassie and hope to mitigate some of the blow of the forearm.

It was better than being smashed by the arm but having her arm crushed between Cassie's heavy, clubbing forearm and her head wasn't pleasant. The weight of the girl's upper body was now supported by her arm and it was trapped now too. Her head throbbed a little bit from where the impact was as she was jarred and jostled. This girl was annoying. JOCELYN was supposed to be the one who was proficient with these kinds of strikes. She couldn't believe that Cassie was working her over with her own moves!

With herl3egs only loosely wrapped around Cassie's waist, Jocelyn knew she had to keep Cassie from getting off. 'from running away!' She thought as she went for an old favorite and reached up with her free hand to get a tight grip on Cassie's hair and hold the two in their current position.

"Who the fuck are you?! You nobody!" Jocelyn snarled into the space between Cassies' chest and chin. Her hot breath mingling with the heat from the closeness of their bodies as she glared up at Cassie, sucking in breaths as she panted softly after her curse.

Cassie let out a frustrated shout as she was yanked down again by her hair. "Keep pulling my hair, you jerk! And I'll keep beating you up!"

Still standing on the balls of her feet with her butt up high, she moved to shove her shoulder into Jocelyn's neck. She growled at the pain in her scalp, and forced Jocelyn's captive wrist down against the mat. She kept it pinned there while she pushed all her weight forward to crush Jocelyn's neck under her.

"You're not going to win if that's what you think!" She said. She wasn't sure what she meant.

Jocelyn grunted and co7ughed when the shoulder drove into her neck. She was hanging onto Cassie like the red head was a pair of monkey bars but the shot to the neck jostled her free and her butt flopped to the mat. However, she didn't release the grip on her hair and inf act tightened it.


She winced when Cassie yelled into her ear and tried to turn her head. "You'll be bald to match the rest of your ugly!" She spat out. It was probably not a good idea to speak when Cassie was trying to crush her throat but Jocelyn wasn't going to let the bitch have the last word. Or anything else that she could wanted.

Jocelyn coughed as the shoulder felt heavy on her and her grip loosened to a soft clinging of her fingers in Cassie's hair. If she wanted to get out of this, she'd have to act fast and so she pulled one of her feet in and then shot it back out, looking to jam the ball of her foot into Cassie's inner thigh, dangerously close to Cassie's groin. Jocelyn didn't want to get disqualified, but she wondered if the ref would even notice in all the tangle of limbs. Jocelyn wasn't going to risk anything blatant like that though. The kick would surely hurt if it landed.

"Gah!"

Cassie's knees crashed into the mat after Jocelyn booted her leg out from under her. It seemed like she was trying to fight dirty already! Well, dirtier, anyway. Cassie was glad for her bad aim.

She scrambled to get her feet under her again and grabbed for Jocelyn's legs, not wanting to let her get away but unsure of what she was going to do once she got them.

Jocelyn felt Cassie thud softly against her when her leg was kicked out from under her. It was a lot better than having her pressed against her face. Now all she needed to do was get away. Jocelyn sat up, pushing one arm behind her to brace herself when Cassie grabbed her legs.

"The fuck!?" Jocelyn growled with a sneer. "Let go of me you skanky dish licker!" Jocelyn whined as she tried to kick her legs like she was pedaling a bicycle to try and pull them from Cassie's grip.

Cassie held up her arms defensively to protect against Jocelyn's kicking. The girl's bare feet thudded against her and smacked against her arms, and she quickly abandoned the idea of grabbing her legs.

She backed up, not to far and kept a low stance, her hands not quite on her knees. She watched Jocelyn with a singular focus, just waiting for her to get up. She had no intention of letting her up, that would be far too nice, and being nice had got her nowhere so far. She had racked up losses in the ring, she had made no friends, and her own manager didn't have enough confidence in her to book her against the one person she actually wanted to fight. She had to get this girl out of the way to prove that she could handle herself.

When Cassie backed away, Jocelyn stopped her flailing. She planted her feet and eyed Cassie as she scooted back to give herself a little bit of space. Even if Cassie had the position advantage, the red head was still in the corner. Jocelyn silently stared her down, a grin forming on her face. Jocelyn wanted to keep pushing at Cassie and it was hard from the position but she had an idea, at least.

Jocelyn pulled her legs up enough so she could throw herself into a kip up, trying to turn the momentum into a driving elbow at Cassie's face.