No One, Yet

Neither Lee nor Rita had plans to give up quite yet. They stayed in a stalemate for what felt like an hour but was in actuality about 60 seconds. Both of them were trying as hard as they could to get the win.

The foot **** was starting to get to Lee. He wasn't at risk of tapping out just yet, but he wasn't getting as much air as he wanted, and it was becoming more uncomfortable the longer it went on. He decided it would be best to try and alleviate the hold, so he momentarily let go of the headlock and used both his hands to pry at her foot.

Rita saw her opportunity, as she had her entire upper body free now. Before Lee could get out of her submission, she moved up and grabbed his head with both of her hands and tarted pushing down, driving his neck deeper into her shin and amplifying the **** significantly.

"Fuck," he started to gurgle as he started losing air fast. One of his hands moved to try and separate hers while the other was trying to push her foot away from his neck. Unfortunately for him, dividing his attention like this meant that he could achieve neither of his goals, and by the time he realized that it was already too late.

Weakened by the amateur chokehold, Lee just pawed at his opponent's leg as he was dangerously close to giving up. His face was turning red and his breathing was getting heavy.