Wondering how much punishment you can take, my face already turning colors as you keep your face lock on strong, but all of the sudden you let go and pop your head up and out of my arms, my legs still locked tight as i flex my thighs and squeeze with all I got. That is until the first sharp elbow stabs my thigh like a knife. I eat a few elbows still throwing punches at your body before I'm forced to uncoil my arms, planting my feet on your chest as I shove you away from me to get some distance. I start to slowly get to my feet, my chest heaving desperate for air, body covered in welts as I motion you to stand up, fists at ready. "Enough rolling around like little girls, let's stand up and get this over with" I say, sneering at you, my concentration now completely on not just beating you but crushing you mind, body and spirit.