she's done for

Cassie suddenly bounded up, grabbing onto the cage. She didn’t bother shaking it this time, actually climbing up after Mama. She moved with surprising speed, and Mama was taking her time a little to avoid being shaken off. Cassie caught her ankle and pulled her down. Mama yelped and managed to catch the cage on the way down. However, she was right in the grip of the cow girl.

Mama thrashed as best she could, but Cassie was firmly in place and neither wanted to fall. Yet. Cassie suddenly grabbed her in a bearhug, pinning her between Cassie and the cage. She squeezed Mama hard and shoved off. She flipped slowly in the air, the crowd on the edge of their seats at the suspense. Cassie smashed down into the ring, but Mama took the worst of it, landing flat on her back in a kind of tremendous suplex.

Mama flopped briefly, using the last of her energy before she settled in a weak heap. Cassie laid next to her, her chest heaving as she breathed. Her breaths, though, were only part out of exhaustion. The rest was accompanied by an enthused look of excitement in her eyes. She dragged herself to her feet, latching onto the cage and dragging herself up. It took nearly a minute of fans screaming in excitement, or encouraging Mama to get to her feet, but Cassie leapt over the top and slid down it to the ringside.

There was huge cheers, if not for Cassie then for the match itself. The officials went and unlocked the cage as Cassie flexed, posed, bent over, and jiggled for the crowd. They were helping Mama to her feet when Cassie went back into it.

“I’m not done with her,” she purred. “And if you boys don’t want some pussy you KNOW you can’t handle, I’d get out while you can. Otherwise, I’m taking that key and locking us all in here.”