Shayla closes the distance between them as quickly as she can fully intending to storm in and drive another knee into Emma. On her hands and knees, Emma sees Shayla coming and as she closes on her launches herself right at her body. Shayla is surprised by Emma's sudden move and before she can lower her hands to meet Emma, she is tackled straight to the ground. Shayla lets out a loud groan and gasps for air as Emma puts a shoulder directly into her belly.
Shayla staggers a step and then goes down with Emma's arms wrapped around her midsection. Shayla's hands already coming downwards as Emma crashes into her body pushes her hands down on Emma's back as they collide and go to the floor. Upon contact with the floor a sudden scramble breaks out as Emma tries to slide her body further up Shayla's.
Shayla pushing down on Emma's shoulders suddenly reverses and hooks Emma's head tucking it into her side in a sort of face lock from the awkward position of having Emma atop her. Emma's efforts to scramble up Shayla's body seeming to have temporarily backfired. Caught with her head pulled down and tucked into Shayla's arms, Emma's body is arched up. Emma slides her hands into the mix trying to find a way to pry Shayla's grip off of her head and neck.
With Emma temporarily stuck in the face lock, Shayla suddenly slips her legs up and around her opponent's body catching her in a rudimentary scissor hold at the same time. Emma not expecting the move groans out loudly as Shayla locks her legs on her ribs and squeezes. The grunts and moans now picking up in loudness and intensity as Shayla tries to ratchet up the pressure on her opponent and at the same time Emma begins to feel the effects of the holds.
Suddenly Emma lets out a loud and pained moan "AGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!" as Shayla squeezes down yet again. Shifting her approach a bit, Emma slides her hands out and gives up on trying to pull her head free. Instead, Emma reaches out blindly slapping at Shayla's body feeling along as she tries to get one, or even both, hands onto Shayla's chest.
Emma knows if she can't find a way out of the current predicament the fight will be over soon. Feeling along and slapping her hands down, Emma gets her hands onto Shayla's bikini top and starts trying to wiggle her claws under the fabric. Shayla responds with a sudden squeeze of her legs generating another loud moan "UNNNHHHHHHHH!!!" from Emma.
"Don't you dare you fucking bitch!!!" screams out Shayla knowing exactly what her opponent is about to attempt.