Through extraordinary effort of will I barely manage to stand up within the 5 seconds.
Michelle McCool is not impressed. She hit me with a spinning crescent kick that knocks me back down onto the ground.
"Ohhh poor baby did you think I was going to let you live if you stood up? Haha."
I'm weeping on the ground now. The bitch is just toying with me, she had no intention of letting me live. I had my whole life ahead of me and she was going to take it all away from me. Michelle stands over me like a Goddess ready to dispense her wrath. I feebly try to crawl away. Fire explodes in my ankle. Michelle had stomped down with all of her amazing strength and snapped the fragile bones in my ankle. I scream in agony.
Michelle straddles my back as I lay face down unable to defend myself. She grabs my arms and pushes them up, getting her legs underneath. In horror I realize she was putting me in the horrid camel clutch submission hold!
(Here are a few links to pictures of a camel clutch)
She grabbed my chin with her silky soft... steel like hands. She pulled back on my chin and I felt an explosion of pain in my back and neck. My body was being pulled back in an impossible contortion. I cried in agony.
"Pleeeeaaasee..." I begged pathetically.
Michelle just rocked her body further back. The fiery pain became more intense. I thought I was going to die right there. I didn't even know it was possible to actually break someone's back with a camel clutch. I thought it was just a painful submission hold. Was I really going to die like this?
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