Bree vs Domino

Bree was hoping after she was taken down to the mat when she failed on kicking his backside, only to completely missed and taken down to the mat with him, she winced and hissing at the man causing her to get a bit irritated, the feisty feline using her forearm to hopefully stunning him enough and let her go, but her strikes wasnt strong enough or he could withstand it a little better than most, pulling onto her legs and turning her over facing down to stretching her legs and arching onto her back into his Boston Crab. "AHHHH!"

Biting down her teeth while pounding onto her right fist, she can feel the pressures of his submission hold was painful, all she can do now is trying to reach back at his ankles hoping to claw or even pounding onto it to try getting him to let go. "Mew, let go! Unnnnn!" Her head shaking and desperately trying to get his man release her, surely the crowd having a good time checking her out between the legs in that skimpy outfit.

Domino's taken a few decent shots so far, but he's a good distance from being down and out just yet! While the forearm shot to the jaw hurt, no question, he knew he was on the losing end of this match since the outset. When such a golden opportunity presents itself, he knew he had to take it and push through the pain. And it seems to be paying off!

She claws back at his feet and ankles, and Domino is really glad he's one of those guys who bothers to wear boots. She might start to dig through them, but the effect is thankfully lessened. With her body caught, Domino draws in a slow, deep breath and leans back further, forcing her spine into a tighter arch to strain along her back and midsection.

Oh yes. That audience is definitely getting a show. Her legs parted, hips in the air, his toned body reclined between them...

"You've been havin' way too much fun beating on me!," he shouts over his shoulder to the feline. "Now be a good kitty and SCREAM for me!" The arch tightens further, hoping to milk the hold a little while longer and make up for lost ground. This match, like his last one, can't end with a submission. But that doesn't mean he can't use'em to soften her up!

Bree wincing in pain with her back being arched even more as well having this Domino guy sitting on her lower back weighting down, pulling onto her legs indeed making her screaming out loud. "Nyaaahhhhh!" Her hands taking off his feet and went to clinching her fists to pound down to the mat unable to escape but hopefully, she tries to reach out for the nearest rope hoping she could break up the hold. "Nyaahh nyahhhh....."

She even tries to use her elbows to pull herself towards to the ropes to make it easier for her reaching for it, she couldnt let her own body getting sore and strain so much like that. **Nyah! This is not fair!** Her mind complain, still shes hoping to keep on going to reach for the ropes while her back kept bending backward as well her legs pulling back, hating the feeling of being dominated like this, Bree will surely give this man a beating when she gets a chance. "You'll..... you'll regret.... this!"

Her screams are encouragement for the young grappler. Domino starts to smile, knowing the hold has to be taking its toll on her if she's crying out like that. Even as she starts to inch them back, he feels like he's at least accomplished something. "You were all brass a minute ago!," he calls back down to her, his legs shifting about to keep the hold as she eases them ever closer to the ropes. He leans back a little further, hoping to wrench another pained cry from the catgirl. "Sounds like someone's paying the price for under-estimating me!"

Her hands reach the bottom rope. The referee girl quickly orders Domino to release her. With some reluctance, he shoves her legs out from under his arms and stands beside her. But he's not about to let up on her, now that things are finally starting to look up. He attempts to pound her back with a quick stomp of his boot heel.

Bree kept crying out loud from the strains onto her back more than her legs, she still forcing herself the best she can to reach out for the ropes, inch by inch until she finally the rowdy feline reached for the ropes forcing Domino to break up and even the referee have to tell him to get off. "Fuck off you ass! My back, its killing me! GET OFF!" She snapped angrily at him until he finally let go even he jerks onto her legs making her yelp in pain, now her legs flopped down on the mat and still holding onto the rope in case he tries to pull her out to put her in another holds.

Not for long when his obnoxious words coming out of his mouth and stomped down onto her weaken, lower back making her grunted out loud, she arched backward a little with her free hand holding n rubbing her back, still her hand on the rope just to be sure, biting her teeth down that she was clearly in pain. "Damnit... damnit damnit!"

Stomp delivered, Domino takes a step back to survey his opponent. A hint of guilt enters his mind, but he quickly pushes that back out. If there's one thing this feline's proven so far, it's that she's tough. He's not going to make the mistake of going easy on her and getting pinned. If he ends up going too hard on her, he'll make it up later to her somehow.

The first order of business is to get her off the safety of the ropes, though!

Domino suddenly turns and bolts for the opposite end of the ring and turns, stretching the ropes against his bare back. Using them, he rushes across the ring towards her again. He springs off the mat to grab onto the bottom and middle ropes, swinging his body outside the ring to build up force. His boots lead back in with a double kick aimed to slam her with a 619. Though he's hoping to drive the kick against her head, he'll settle for a chest or stomach shot, too!

Bree hissed at him in disapproval when her back took the hard stomp and clearly didnt make her happy one bit, she slowly trying to pull herself up by the ropes to help pulling herself to stand up as she could, it was tough since he got lucky, yes, LUCKY getting some strikes on him, not for long that she hears something rumbling on the mat when she wanted to turn around to see whats going on, but Domino come running beside her and grabbing the ropes, her eyes wide open and she brings her arms up to block herself when his feet comes swinging right at her face , knocking her backward hard. "Kyah!"

She rolled backward until she stopped facing down, groaning in pain her body trying to move to get up on all fours just struggling, coughing that she just couldnt believe it, she'll do whatever she can to give him a major beating, she wanna beat him and get a good approval from her mentor. "Nya.... Im gonna... get you for this!" She lightly shook her head and shaking a bit of the cobweb, hoping to she could regain her focus.

Following the momentum of the kick, Domino ends in a low crouch just inside the ropes. The sprint, the acrobatics, the beating he's taken himself... by now, the dark-haired teen is panting softly, shoulders and chest rising and falling with each breath. "There we go...," he mutters to himself, feeling the momentum really turning in favor for him. Coming out on top of a fight like this is going to do wonders for his career here! It'll go a long way in showing the federation that he's a serious contender!

With her lying on her front, Domino dives down at her, hoping to mount her rear with his hips. His hands go for her arms to try and restrain them behind his knees, then for her chin to yank back and lock on a camel clutch. That should give the audience even more of a show, with her chest pushed out and generously exposed belly on display. "Sorry, kitten... not done with ya yet. Gotta show these people I'm for real..."

Bree isnt like this match at all and havent been able to slow down this Domino asshole, she feeling so angry right now that it isnt even funny, and to make matter worst he pull off some stunt that she wouldnt expected and hitting her enough to bounce the feline away from the ropes to the center of the ring. "Nghhhh!" She starting to fuel more anger as the match goes and the more he get getting the lead, the more she just wishing to tear his balls of. **MOTHER FUCKER!**

Being laying down on the mat trying to recover the best she can, she have been pounding her fist in disapproval of the way he was able to handle her, not liking it one bit and he didnt seem to care much since he got on top of her back and back trying to pull onto her arms over his knees. "Nyaaaa!" She tries to escape from his hands and hoping to snap an elbow, hard, right to his gut to get him off of her. "Get off asshole!"

Pouncing her down not unlike a cat, himself, Domino goes for those arms. But perhaps he was hoping for too much too quick. He grabs one of her arms, only for the other to fire back and nail him in the midsection, getting a pained grunt from him and forcing him back from her. The teen tumbles to the side and ends on all fours, sparing one arm to cover his abs. Hearing her shouts, though... gracious, she's gotten mad.

One might even say that last hold... got her bent out of shape!

After just a second, Domino's glad he didn't say that out loud.

"Not gettin' to be too much for ya, is it?," he asks teasingly as he recuperates, amethyst eyes locked onto her intently.