I want to release the pent up anger

The bitch had a strong grip on her muzzle. The pain was really starting to get to her, it was so sore. She had to give in, but it was a matter of pride. She did not want to, but she feared that if she kept going that she would end up being severely injured. A tear rolled down her face, and mixed with the blood. She had to submit.

"I give in! I give in!" She screamed, with great difficulty. She hoped that this female would let her go, and not toss her about like a rag doll anymore. This fight had definitely been a bad idea, a very bad idea.

She waited for the woman to let go of her, sobbing. Having to let her know that she had gotten the better of her.

"Speech"