Cassie Elliot Vs. Bunny Bomber

Bunny pushed herself up, up to her hands and knees as Cassie hopped off of her. She smiled in a manner most smug as she started to rise, glad she had managed to get the little twerp off of herself. But then, Cassie came dropping right back down, slamming both of her knees right into Bunny's spine.

"Urngf!" came the startled, pained cry from the pink-haired woman's lips, as she was forced back down to the mat, onto her belly once more. She lied there against the canvas, reaching back to gently rub at her back, leaving herself open to another attack from the spunky Cassie.

Cassie quickly braced a knee against the middle of Bunny's back. This time she couldn't just let her push her off. She thought of going for a leg, but no, she was probably too strong. An arm.

She seized Bunny's wrist while the girl rubbed her sore back. She yanked the arm out, straightened it, and smoothly spun to sit on Bunny's back, by her shoulder blades, facing the side. She put her feet on the mat, one leg on either side of Bunny's arm, held the wrist tightly with both hands, and rowed back, using her whole body to bend her arm back and put strain on her shoulder.

"H-hey...let go!" came Bunny's cry as she felt Cassie gripping her wrist, yanking her arm out towards the side. Before she knew it, Cassie had swirled herself onto her back, her weight keeping the model down on her belly. Within moments, Cassie had Bunny's arm pulled tight, threaded through her legs and trapped in the armbar-like hold.

Cries and gasps of pain began to escape from Bunny's lips, as Cassie leaned back, starting to crank her arm and really put the pressure onto her shoulder. It was hurting, hurting her like hell, and Bunny needed to break free of the hold. For the moment, however, it seemed like the plucky smaller girl had her trapped, stuck right where she wanted the model for the time being.

Cassie felt everything lock into place as she rowed back on Bunny's arm. The angles were right, her balance was right, and Bunny would have a very hard time getting free while she was pinned down by Cassie and her leverage. Cassie instinctively went for broke.

She planted her feet out in front of her so she could get power on the hold, and hauled back as hard as she could and jerked on Bunny's arm, pulling on it like she was trying to snap a giant wishbone. She grit her teeth while every muscle strained to make Bunny quit.

"Aaah....AAAAAH!" Bunny howled, closing her eyes tight, her face twisting into an expression of utmost pain as Cassie planted her feet down, jerking on the model's arm with everything she had. Bunny couldn't deny that she was in a massive deal of pain right now. It felt like her arm was about to pop right out of the socket!

Bunny wasn't going to give in though, not if she could avoid it, not this early in the match. She could think of few things that would be more humiliating then losing this fast and this soon to Cassie. It was an embarrassment she was going to do everything she could to avoid. Unfortunately though, Bunny was in a horrible position, and couldn't think of many ways to escape Cassie's hold. Not with the girl weighing her down and cranking her arm so hard, anyway. There was only one way she could think of out of the hold, and it was a desperate, almost pathetic chance.

Bunny still had one arm free, and that arm was her only ticket out of this. Trying to ignore the pain coursing through her other arm and her shoulder (and not doing too well at it, at that), the model threw out her other arm, trying to stretch it out as far as she could take it. She wasn't sure of how close the two of them were to the ropes, but she hoped like hell that the two of them were close enough for her to reach them, desperately waving her arm this way and that as she tried to find them, her only way out of Cassie and her horrible, horrible hold.

Sweat beaded on Cassie's forehead and her arms began to burn with exhaustion as she strained to either force Bunny to tap, or tear her arm off at the shoulder. She bit her lip and glanced down at the bigger girl to see her reaching for, and nearly touching, the ropes. She nearly gasped, and she acted fast.

She shifted her position and nimbly traded Bunny's arm from her hands to her legs, wrapping her legs around it in a figure four position. Her body laid across Bunny's back, and she lunged to grab the arm and grab it away from the ropes so that she could reel it back in and bend it up behind Bunny's back just like she did the other one.

For a brief moment, as Cassie's pressure let up on her arm, Bunny let out a sigh of relief. That relief was short-lived though, as Cassie's legs quickly tightened around the model's arm, trapping it tightly in place. Once again, a cry of pain passed through Bunny's lips, the pink-haired woman feeling both confused and outclassed. How the hell was this girl holding such a solid advantage over her? There was no way she could be losing this badly! Not this soon into the match!

If it wasn't for the pain she was feeling, Bunny would have been mad. Instead, she was just hurting. Aching. Sore. Cassie was really doing a number on her, and as another quick moment passed, Bunny almost entertained the thought of submitting right there.

But she was more stubborn that than.

As Cassie lunged out, trying to grab her arm, Bunny would quickly pull the limb back up towards herself, trying to stop Cassie from snatching it so easily. In fact, she suddenly threw it right back out, giving herself one massive lunge, desperation overtaking her as she tried one more time to reach out and touch those precious ropes!

Cassie hung her head in disappointment as Bunny's hand closed firmly around the bottom rope. She quickly let go of her hold and disentangled herself from her opponent, and then stood up and backed to the middle of the ring while the crowd cheered .

She didn't take her eyes off Bunny. She didn't say a word. She stood in the center of the ring, light on her feet, with one hand up and the other at her waist, and waited for her opponent to be ready to start again.

Bunny lied there, facedown on the mat, firmly holding onto that rope as Cassie got up off of her and moved away. Her arm hurt. It really hurt. No one had even worked it over quite like that before, and worried thoughts of how she was going to manage the rest of the match like this were running through the model's mind.

It was whatever, though. Bunny pushed back the worries and reached up, grabbing the middle rope with her the hand of her hurt arm. She had turned around worse situations before. She would do the same thing here, no problem. She started to pull herself up, leaning on the ropes once she was back on her feet for support. Her breath was hard, and her shoulder ached, but she was standing again. Ever-so-slowly she began to turn towards Cassie, surprised the girl had let her get back up like that.

Bunny eyed Cassie for a moment, then began to move in back towards her, lifting her arms up protectively in front of her. "You got a lucky start, little hero," she called out to her, trying to keep an eye on her for any sudden movements. She needed to be ready, and she still wasn't sure how to proceed herself. Let the girl act first, that was her plan, and hopefully one she wouldn't regret.

Cassie drew a deep breath and let it out slowly. She dully noted that the usual trepidation, the knots in her stomach, the hesitation to fight was gone, as if she'd been unwittingly unshackled by Dark Angel. Maybe she was desensitized by the ordeal, there was a part of her that now felt numb, but she just didn't have have the same trouble using her skills on another person. It's what they all signed up for, wasn't it?

And she was being sportsmanlike, anyway. She'd given Bunny a clean break. She wasn't a dirty fighter, not at all, she was only a fighter. No one could fault her for doing her job.

She approached Bunny, circling her for a moment, easy on her feet. At the right moment, she suddenly dropped down as if to shoot in at Bunny's legs and tackle her to the mat, but instead she threw her body into a stiff roundhouse kick at Bunny's ribs.