My whole body is racked with pain, I have absolutely no strength or energy left … My Momma warned me not to take this fight until I trained more and got back into fighting shape. But I didn’t listen … I had too much pride and ego, yeah, the way I figured it, I beat Bridgette before and I could beat her again. No problem! But guess what, Lex ya dummy, it sure didn't turn out that way, did it? Now she's got me trapped again, naked and exhausted, bruised and battered. Bridgette is still ripping at my hair, enjoying the whimpers and cries that come from my mouth. Even worse she uses her legs to easily roll us over onto our sides. Her ankles are locked and her thighs are clamped against my ribcage … Even though she isn’t squeezing very hard the pressure is right on my ribs … every time I try to suck in air a sharp stabbing pain shoots up the side of my body … All the punches and kicks she gave me in this fight, the way she targeted my ribs … it feels like she cracked a rib or at best gave me a bad bone bruise. Either way it HURTS LIKE HOLY HELL and now my whimpers turn into screams of pain. She’s shaking and wrenching my head with the hairpulling and constricting my ribs with her thighs … I’m squirming helplessly trapped and completely spent … Hating myself I stop fighting back … all my strength is gone and I’m in way too much agony … I hear Bridgette yelling for me to submit and surrender … her voice thunders over the sound of the crowd and my screams … Another hard tug of my hair …
Bridgette screams it again: “SURRENDER BITCH!!!”
"GNNNGHHHH!"
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