Yer red scrunched up face looks like a combination of an over ripe tomato and a raisin and everyone in the Arena can get a real good look at it in detailed close-up on the 4K screens. And everyone can hear yer muffled moans and cries coming in loud and clear through the speakers. We all know you are at yer breaking point. You keep squirming and struggling but you aren’t going anywhere! I GOT YOU! I hiss at ya through gritted teeth. I keep the pressure on holding yer braids tight in my clenched hands. I feel yer fingers still smacking and clawing my thighs but they’re getting weaker and weaker. I’m breathing hard, my entire body covered in a thin sheen of perspiration shines and glows under the bright lights. Yes I’m hurting from yer vicious attacks during the fight and I know I’m gonna be feeling it for days and maybe weeks after tonight. I know it coulda been me trapped here on the mat instead of you. I know I was sooooo close to breaking like you broke me twice already. This time I managed to dig down deep in me to find that last bit of will and fight through the pain. Now its you moaning and squirming and not me. And now yer moans and cries turn to a loud screaming wail OH FCK!!! OH GAWD!!! YOU'RE RIPPING MY HEAD OFF!!!! I GIVE, I GIVE I I GIVE I GIVE!!!!!!! I GIVE!!! I GIVE!!!!! PLEASE I GIVE!!!!!!! Everybody hears it. The crowd goes quiet for a second. Then it erupts into a loud blast of cheers and clapping. Except for yer fans of course. Yer hands slide down off my thighs and you stop struggling. You are broken. I did it! OMG I REALLY DID IT!!!
If this was any other fight if you were any other rival I would just release my scissor right away and go party till dawn with Kelly and Mom and all my awesome friends who cheered me on and gave me the motivation to keep fighting. Its not any other fight. You’re not any other rival. We have a history. I remember what you did to me after you beat me. Humiliating me here in front of everybody. Videos of what you did to me are all over the net. Like last time when you pinned me on my knees against the padded wall and pressed yer kitty in my face and gave me a 10 COUNT! I will never forget that!!! Like you won’t forget this!!! YOU LOVE 10 COUNTS SO MUCH BRIDGETTE, I’M GONNA GIVE YOU ONE OF YER OWN!!! Still stretched out on the mat with you in the face scissors I use yer braids to push yer red face flush into my kitty. EVERYONE HELP ME COUNT!!! NICE AND LOUD!!! NICE AND SLOW!!! I grind and rub and hump yer face with my kitty as the count begins.
ONE TWO THREE FOUR FIVE SIX SEVEN EIGHT NINE TEN!!!!! Yt