Finish Her!

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Glad to see someone finally use Natasha Liu Bordizzo in a fight.  Hope she appears more in the future. 

Hailee Steinfeld would be a good match for her...

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Sadie Sink vs Iman Vellani


Sadie roared in frustration.  She just couldn't get a hold on Vellani.  Every hold, every throw- Iman slipped out or managed to frustrate the attempt. Sadie had gotten her licks in, no doubt about it.  Iman was breathing as hard as Sadie. When Sadie caught a glimpse of the long, dark scratches over Iman's entire body, it filled her with pride.  But the bitch would just not go down. Which is why their faces were pressed together, cheek-to-cheek, as they grappled for leverage.
And Saddie couldn't find a hook or lever.  She couldn't even free an arm to strike her fore.  Kicks just didn't have the power to end this wretched lockup. Their wild, tousled hair formed halos around their heads, warring against the other as they did.  They could feel and hear each other pant as they pushed, pressed, and twisted against each other.  Each grunt and groan a sign to the other of victory and defeat.  They pressed on, seeking the next opening. The quest for leverage drew their sweat-drenched bodies closer and closer together.  First, their breasts molded around each other.  Then their muscle-hardened stomachs pressed together, the sweat forming a seal under the heat of the lights.  They glowed under its gaze like a diamond of effort.

Sadie's knee buckled.  While Sadie had scored many a hit to Iman's skin, Iman had twisted and turned, and pulled and stretched the redhead every chance she got.  And the damage had taken its toll.  With a yelp of surprise, Sadie fell back with Iman locked against her. The wind was crushed from her body by the impact.  Sadie's limbs were shaken loose from her foe and left the red-head splayed out on the canvas.  Iman didn't escape unscathed from the impact, uttering an 'oof' as she landed. 

Less winded than her foe, Iman slid her body over Sadie, attempting a pin.  Instinctively, Sadie bucked her hips and pushed Iman forward.  Too late she realized this was a mistake.  Iman twisted with the thrust and fluidly transitioned from a pin attempt to a headscissors armbar. 

Sadie's eyes went wide as Iman's toned legs clamped over her neck and arm.  She clawed and scratched with her free hand.  She bucked, kicked, and twisted as hard as she could.  But Iman roared through the pain and the effort, maintaining the hold through her own pain.  Sadie's face flushed red and her head run with the all-female crowd's chanting.

"Finish her!  Finish her!"

Iman seemed to listen to them.  Secure in the knowledge that the fight had been squeezed out of her foe, Iman released the hold and hauled Sadie up to her feet by the hair. The lights shone in Sadie's eyes as Iman called out, blotting out the stars that clouded her vision. 
The crowd bayed for Sadie's defeat.

The world spun; her gut dropped. Before she could react, the world came crashing down. 

Iman Vellani heaved Sadie Sink up over her shoulders and slammed her head and shoulders to the canvas.  The impact rattled through the arena as the crowd cheered her on.

Iman breathed heavily as she looked down on Sadie's prostrate form. Sweat dripped from Iman's chin and onto Sadie's chin. Sadie didn't react, her mind driven from her skull by the impact. 

Iman raised both of her fists in the air, a smile sliding onto her face. It was a hard-earned victory, and she was glad to have it. She couldn't get to her feet again for a good five minutes, even as Sadie was dragged off.

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