Rebecca Catfighter: Tooth And Nail Part 6

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Being a boxer by nature, and not being able to strike her opponent above the neck, something Rebecca had insisted on, was starting to look like a magnificent blunder. She had studied catfighting, wrestling and MMA (thanks to the power of YouTube) but all of that was forgotten the second she slapped Megane across the face. From across the way, Megane was fighting a losing battle of subduing a self-satisfied smirk.

“Ready for round 2,’ Megane called out.

“Yeah, no problem.”

The two combatants circled each other and this time, Megane struck first. She sent a jab just under Rebecca’s collarbone. Rebecca absorbed the jab easily enough, but that’s never the intent of a jab, as her boxing experience reminded her. Megane made the most of her split-second advantage and seized Rebecca by the sides of her neck. Instinctively, Rebecca shot her hands up to grab her attacker’s wrists, and while she did that, Megane stuck her foot into Rebecca’s midsection and rolled backwards.

Rebecca caught a flash of the overhead lights before landing on her back. Her mind was chaos, like a kicked beehive. Rebecca looked up and her world was upside-down, literally, and Megane was charging in. Rebecca sat up, and tried to scoot away but Megane pounced and wrapped her left arm around Rebecca’s neck in a front face headlock.

Megane was straddling Rebecca’s lap, while cranking her neck at an awkward, near ninety-degree angle. Rebecca was trapped with all of Megane’s weight bearing down on her core. She did the only thing that she could think of, she tried to pry Megan’s front face headlock off and then, switched to short uppercuts into her opponent’s ribcage.

Megane tightened her grip, Rebecca’s head on the side of her chest, her mouth near Rebecca’s ear. She continued to crank on the chokehold and was feeling supremely confident in hearing her opponent gurgle as she fought for air and relief. When Rebecca started trying to punch her way out, Megane began firing punches of her own into Rebecca’s ribcage. First a few quick ones and then she put some extra effort into them the sound of stone falling from a great height. Blind in the headlock, her head threatening to rip off its base at any second and the pain rising in her ribcage, Rebecca tried stopping the incoming fist that was tenderizing her ribs, while also trying to slip out of the headlock. This was not efficient multi-tasking. Neither was anywhere near successful and Rebecca began tapping on Megane’s shoulder.

“Are you tapping out, honey,” cooed Megane.

Rebecca tapped more frantically, the tapping on Megane’s sholulder was louder than she could croak, “Yes.”

Megane released her hold and with both hands, roughly shoved Rebecca in the chest, causing her to bounce off the mat. Rebecca groaned and rubbed her neck, hoping it could soothe the pain away. Megane remained seated on Rebecca’s stomach and it finally dawned to Rebecca why Megane made the change from best of three falls to thirty-minute iron woman. Rebecca looked up and saw Megane beam triumphantly down at her.


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