At least make it interesting.

In order to save face, Marisa used her immense power to get to her feet, lifting Cammy with her in the process. “Oh my, seems you like it to be more of a competitive contest, hm? I can work with that.” Cammy said as she started to maneuver around Marisa’s body like a jungle gym. Cammy slipped behind Marisa’s head, locking in a breathtaking sleeper hold. Marisa’s face went pink to red to blue, her strength waning and her oxygen intake diminishing. Marisa stumbled in place, clawing at Cammy’s hands, making a lacklustre effort to remove the lithe woman. With her cat-like flexibility, Cammy kept the sleeper hold locked on, causing Marisa to fall to her knees.

A trickle of drool fell from Marisa’s lips, her consciousness fading, and her body weakening. The buff body of Marisa was putty in Cammy’s hands, her strength being vanquished by speed and technique. Foam started to form in Marisa’s mouth, the submission doing its job of putting the lion to sleep. Before she passed out completely, Cammy released the hold, letting Marisa drop face first onto the dirt. “Now for a bit of fun.” Cammy muttered as she mounted Marisa’s back. Using her like her own personal cat toy, Cammy locked in all manner of submissions, using Marisa’s body for practice. A painful ankle lock left Marisa wailing, a bone-bending armbar caused Marisa to bawl, and a cruel STF gave Marisa **** but to tap out like a jobber.

“Oh, you’re not getting out of this that easy.” Cammy maliciously stated, deriving too much joy from this squash match. Cammy pulled at Marisa’s face, wrenching on her nose, prying at her lips, and tugging at her hair, all while maintaining the back-twisting STF. Marisa slapped the mat pitifully, perfectly playing the role of enhancement talent. However, Cammy’s cruel side was showing, and she wanted nothing more than to batter and humiliate the prideful fighter. After wrenching on Marisa’s back for a few minutes, Cammy finally released the hold. Marisa was weeping and sobbing, her back in immeasurable amounts of pain, and her face bruised and sore. Despite her feeble state, there was a rush of energy and elation, filling her body with a now familiar warmth.