Mindy Priest vs. Domino

Okay, the noise she's making? Adorable. And she wonders why he's doing this? It's rare he gets to have this much fun in the ring!

Feeling her arm suddenly yank free of his hold, Domino instantly perks with a little smile. He didn't have to give'er a hand! Good! That just makes things all the better!

"Tha-erf!" Whatever Domino was about to say is cut short by a fist suddenly plowing against his temple, brain all ajar. Her legs soon detangle from his, and the young model rolls off of her to the side. One hand plants to his forehead while he continues the roll to end on all fours (or, well, threes) and start to get up again. The process is lagged, however, mind sloughed from the hit.

As his senses return, he chides, "Jerk," aside at her. There isn't any venom to the barb, however.

With a well-aimed punch to the temple, Mindy was able to free herself from the grapevine as Domino rolled off her. The multiple camera flashes coming from the audience did not escape her attention, so she shut her legs close as soon as she could move them, propping herself up to a sitting position.

She turned to look at Domino, but he was too busy clutching his head to attack her. She felt a little guilty punching him like this; even if he was being a little too playful for comfort, he was still friendly (at least, as friendly as someone can be while beating the crap out of you) and a good wrestler, so taking the 'easy way' out of his strong pin felt kind of dirty.

[size=85:1hramlbg]"... sorry," she said just loud enough for him to hear, not looking him in the eye. She told herself she would make it up to him later, but now she had to focus on the match. Getting up, she would walk up to him and offer him her hand; if he accepted it, she would pull him to his feet then quickly let go and back off a couple of steps, watching out for any tricks.

Hearing the apology snaps Domino to attention. Wait, really? She's actually that sweet a girl? His eyes come to focus on her face a couple seconds, even as she refuses to meet his gaze. He starts to speak up, but opts to stay quiet for now - she said that deliberately quietly. Responding would just draw more attention to it.

The next thing he knows, a hand is offered to him. It would be entirely too easy to take advantage of the gesture, but that wouldn't be right. She might've clobbered him on the noggin, but that wasn't enough to spur him into dirty tricks. Besides, he didn't feel particularly betrayed by the hit. He was pinning her, after all! He's glad she has enough fire to fight that hard. It shows promise! Even if they're fighting against each other with pride and reputation on the line, she's earned his respect.

The hand is grasped, and Domino lifts to his full height. Once she retreats, he settles into his stance again and begins to circle her, looking for an opening. Suddenly, he moves in and drives his left knee upwards, aiming to sink it into her abused midsection.

Mindy helped her opponent to his feet, pulling him up in one motion with her gloved hand before withdrawing. She had been half-expecting at least some kind of lighthearted quip coming from Domino, as he had done that all match, but she was surprised to find him silent for once. Was he getting serious now? All the more reason for her to stay on her toes, she thought.

Her toned body assumed a loose stance as well, mimicking Domino. She was beginning to feel worn out by the tough match, and could only imagine the man before her was in the same boat; as a result, both wrestlers were hesitant in going for another risky grapple, and for a few moments they played safe, circling and studying each other.

All of a sudden, Domino dashed towards her. Mindy wasn't the best dodger around, but this time she was paying close attention to him and saw his knee rising. Even a slow girl like her could evade a short-ranged, obvious attack like this one! Just as the knee touched her belly, the muscle girl skipped back, merely getting grazed by the strike.

However, even the diminished impact made her wince, remembering her that her midsection had already taken a beating. She had to take special care to not get hit there again! Gritting her teeth, she went for a counterattack, sending a sideways kick at Domino's waist.

A soft growl escapes him when his knee fails to make satisfying purchase against her abs. But he knows to expect a counter-attack - the girl would be daft to not try to take him off guard. Her boot lands against his midsection, sleek abdominals tensed to absorb the blow as much as possible, but a grunt escapes him. Domino's body is, indeed, getting sore and winded, glistening with sweat under the overhead lights. The match has been a good struggle of strength and endurance, taking its toll on both of them.

But his arms attempt to catch that boot by the ankle and immediately snap a low roundhouse kick to the back of her balancing knee, hoping to bring her down. But if that should fail? He's going to be hunched forward and pawing at nothing more than thin air, leaving him open!

Mindy's shin landed squarely on Domino's side, right below the ribs. The kick was slightly cushioned by the trimmed, taut muscle protecting his innards, but she could tell that she had still dealt some good damage. However, she had no time to smile, because her outstretched leg was caught before she could retract it! Caught off-guard, she found herself balancing on only one foot as her other ankle was held captive by the model.

She spent little to no time in this position, though, for Domino was quick to send a kick of his own that toppled her free leg. "Ngh!" The rookie fell on her back, one foot still held up by Domino's hands. Annoyed by this turn of events, she used her free leg to kick his knee as well, hoping to bring him down too. If he endured it without falling, though, she would be left at a pretty big disadvantage...

Domino was only just putting the other foot back down to even his balance when her next kick swung out. His shin takes the hit with a surprised grunt, dropping the teen to his knees. Now that they're both on the mat, Domino attempts to make use of that leg that he's been holding onto. He attempts to turn over and face away from her, thereby forcing her to shift over onto her front.

If successful, one arm locks around her shin while the other hand sets to the toe of her boot to begin wrenching it aside in an ankle lock.

There are no more quips from Domino. It's coming down to the wire, he knows. The both of them have to be running out of steam, and he has to press for every advantage he can get. Physically, she's pretty close to his own capabilities. He can't afford to give her any more advantages.

Mindy's kick brought Domino to his knees, but unfortunately the strike alone wasn't enough to make him go of her foot. Before she could do anything else, the girl was flipped unceremoniously onto her front as Domino turned away from her. Soon, she felt a pair of arms and hands snaking around her leg, trapping her undefended shin in an ankle lock.

"Another submission? Oh, why me...!" Mindy was more than aware by this point that Domino knew his holds; if she remained too much time in this one she'd be in serious trouble. She would use her free leg to send a mule kick at the man, hardly aiming it properly due to the awkward positioning. Regardless of whether it hit or not, she would then try to roll to her back and wrench her ankle free from Domino's grasp before he really cinched the hold.

Domino just starts to twist and wrench that ankle, prepared to work her resistance down fully, to make her ready to be finished off properly. She's a fighter, she deserves that. But if she taps out early... well, he'll take that, too, at this point. But suddenly, he feels the flat of a boot thump against... his rear.

"Erf!" The teen is popped off of her foot, falling to all fours. He shoots an incredulous look over his shoulder to the blonde, as if to ask, "Seriously?" But hey, it worked out for her. And just going for that ankle again would set him up to get slammed in the face with another kick. So he abandons the submission attempts in favor of trying to to get to his feet before her, panting.

Mindy could feel her foot getting torqued in Domino's hold, with her ankle being bent into a harsh angle. Before the pressure really got poured in, though, her mule kick sent the teen model flying forward, making him let go of her. She didn't realize that her boot had hit a much softer place than other parts of Domino's otherwise well-built body, as she was too happy of getting free to actually notice.

Rolling to her back, Mindy put one hand on the mat and propped herself up to a sitting position. "That was dangerous!" She had been lucky to get out right away this time, but what if he got her again? The obvious solution was to simply not get locked in another submission hold again. Not wanting to stay vulnerable, Mindy tried to get to her feet as quickly as possible.

But this was easier said than done, as she was slowed by the damage she had already sustained. In the end, when Domino stood up, Mindy was still on one knee in front of him, almost getting up but not quite there yet.