Of course she has a counter

by ThaCat005

Tara slowly worked her legs under Dolly's body. She braced her feet against Dolly's midsection, and then pushed up, kicking Dolly into the air. She spread her legs wide open, and Dolly landed face first against her abs. To Dolly, it felt like running face first into a brick wall.

But before she could do anything about it, Tara snapped her legs shut around Dolly's neck and one arm in a picture perfect triangle ****.

Dolly knew plenty about scissors... and this one was good. Too good. Tara's abductor muscles were cutting into her neck. The arm inside the **** was no good, the circulation was already getting cut off and she couldn't move it with any strength. Tara was holding the other at an angle where it was being bent backwards. All she could see was Tara's incredible abs, gleaming under the arena lights, rippling as Tara worked the hold. And she could smell a faint hint of arousal.

She panicked and tried to pull away, but Tara just twisted her hips to the side and Dolly fell to the mat.

She was caught. She'd lost the match. She tried to tap, but her left arm was numb. She tried to tap, but Tara held her right arm in a way so that she couldn't. She tried to speak her submission, but Tara was squeezing her head so tight she couldn't open her mouth!

"Tell me who's bitch you are." Tara demanded, staring mockingly into Dolly's eyes. "Tell me now, or I'm going to make it hurt worse."

Dolly obviously couldn't answer. Tara applied pressure to the arm, adjusted the scissor so it wasn't making her pass out, just hurting her neck.

Dolly had played this kind of cat and mouse game with all sorts of students at her school, and plenty of girls in the league too. But she'd never realized how cruel it was.

"Tell me how much you love me, you little blonde piece of fluff slut." Tara ground her mons into Dolly's chin, sighing in bliss as she did. "Tell me how weak you are, and tell me how much better I am than you are. You're going to be sorry if you don't. How would you like to come home with me and be my new sparring partner? How'd you like for me to demonstrate the hundreds of submission holds I've learned on you? What if I tried some of the sex techniques I know? I've memorized the Kama Sutra, Dolly, how many positions can you hold out for before you break?"

Utterly defeated, unable to even fight back in the slightest, Dolly began to cry and scream she quits.

The referee signals for the bell.

"And your winner by submission. Tara The Anti Bully!" Candy yells.

And then Tara let her go.

"Have you learned your lesson?"

"...yes" Dolly sniveled.

"And are you going to straighten up your act?"

"...yes"

"Good girl. Then I don't have to do any of the horrible things I said I would do to you. Although if you think you'd like to try the positions one, here's my number."

Tara rolled Dolly over onto her back and stuffed a scrap of paper into her cleavage. She then left the ring to the cheers of the fans as Dolly lay there, trying to recuperate.

Tara leaving Dolly broken and **** to think about her actions

She moves on to the next fighter