Yes

Samus dug her feet into the ground and lifted her torso, along with Jane, into the air. With a yell, she slammed Jane into the floor, winding her. Samus grabbed her weakened legs, flipped her over on her stomach, and wrapped her arms around Jane's head in a ****.

"No, I'm pretty sure I picked right." Samus trapped Jane's legs by weaving her own around them and spreading them out. Samus started to cut of Jane's supply of blood and oxygen, but Jane was desperately grasping at her arms. This didn't stop Samus from gradually tighte-

WHAM

Samus' head flew back as she felt Jane hit her with the back if her head. Jane pushed off the ground and stood up to face Samus. Samus was also on her feet, but was dripping from her nose in blood, with a noticeable splatter covering her features.

"You look much better now skank. Glad I could help with your make over." Jane mocked, as she attempted to regain her breath. "I'll be sure to give your whore tits the same care."

Samus rushed at Jane, letting a palm fly through the air and strike her cheek. It made a satisfying smack as Samus followed with a backhand. Jane, still dizzy from the ****, was unable to resist as Samus grabbed her by the shirt with her other hand and slapped with renewed vigor. Determined to not let her opponent recover, Samus pulled back her fist and drove it right into Jane's shocked face. The impact **** Jane back, and in the process tore open her uniform that Samus held an iron grip on. Blood oozed from Jane's nose and began falling into her cleavage.

"You're right, blood does look nice on whore tits." Samus laughed, before yanking Jane down by the shoulders and sank her knee into her left breast. And again to the right. Now confident she had the commander on the ropes, Samus grabbed her under the armpits. She was grateful that her victim was only 5' 4", this made it easy to boost her up in the air. As Jane came back down, Samus jumped up with a right knee strike, landing it right it the solar plexus.

Jane let out a pained moan as the remaining breath was pushed from her lungs. She was now folded over Samus' knee as the hunter rested in a kneeling position.

"This is what I was trying to warn that stupid council of." Samus looked with disappointment at the drool and blood leaking from Jane's mouth. It trailed down her hanging face, into her hair, before dripping onto the floor. Not that Samus was in much better shape. Her blood-caked face scowled as she noticed blood all over the front of her Zero Suit, outlining her chest. Not only that, her ponytail had come undone, letting her long, blond hair flow over and stick to her chest.

"The moment I saw you, I saw a woman who's never lost, who was unable to handle someone in your own league. Is this all that a 'real woman' can offer?"