Clyde Gastin Vs. ??? (Heather Sunderland)

Clyde grinned widely as he splashed into Heather, backing off after crushing her against the corner, he'd see the high flyer just stumble out of the corner, shaking her head, clearly stunned by the move as she stumbled a bit. Honestly it was a very amusing site.

"Ya look pretty cute all dizzy like that!" Teased the cowboy as he held out his arms for Heather before wrapping his arms tightly around her lower back and squeezing. "Mm!" He purred as he mashed Heather's body tightly up against his own before bending his knees and lifting her up to try and apply a tight bearhug!

"Hhnnngh!!" Groaned the blonde as he flexed his arms around Heather's lower back, squeezing her tightly with all his might, mashing his bare chest against her busty form if she didn't push away, giving her a little bounce in his arms.

Heather shook her head a little more before hearing Clyde's teasing words. She grit her teeth, clicking her tongue that he was mocking her with that, glaring up at him when she finally regained her bearings. She was about to say something back to him before feeling his arms suddenly lock around her, squeezing her at her lower back as she was lifted right up into that bearhug position--the pain just surging through her body from the squeeze.

"G-gaaaagh!! Damn--ngh---L--let go!" She yelled out, squirming and struggling in his grasp, pushing at his arms to try and somehow lessen the pain. She whimpered out slightly, biting her lip before she reached up to his head. "Kh..E-enough!!" She tried to just wrap her arm around the back of his neck, grabbing her own hand and yanking and pulling, desperately trying to return the favor with a sort of headlock.

"Hrrhh!" Clyde growled as he squeezed harder, nostrils flaring as he glared into Heather's eyes while he heard her whimpers of pain. It was a little flustering to be this close to Heather again but in all honesty, Clyde wanted to give Heather everything he had and win at all costs, having his former lover in a bearhug though, didn't go unnoticed.

She fought back strongly however. Wrapping her arm around the back of his neck where she began to yank and pull violently! "A-Aauhh! Nhh! Ahh! Aghh!! Each hard yank and twist Heather gave had Clyde hunched over and bent awkwardly, unable to put a good squeeze on Heather at all.

"U-Uhnnnnnghh~" He was forced to set her down and hunch over, arms draped around her slender waist and eye level with her frilly skirt as he tried to push at her hips and free himself!

"L-Let...Go....! Ough!"

Heather kept yanking and pulling, arching her body as much as she could with the headlock, feeling him start to bend and his squeezing relaxing around her. She took a few deep breaths, squeezing as tightly as she could as she was finally set down onto her feet, licking her lips slightly.

She felt him push at her hips, huffing a bit as she heard him saying back almost the same protests that Heather had just given him when she had been caught in the bear hug. Of course she wasn't about to listen to that. She shook her head, letting him push her a little--just so she could readjust herself for her next move.

She brought her hands up to Clyde's head as he was hunched over, trying to bend him totally forward and shove his head between her legs. She was trying to capture her in that standing headscissor hold, trying to lock him right into another hold.

The angle of Heather's headlock pretty much halted the bearhug and left Clyde with a throbbing nogging as Heather's arms just put quite the squeeze on his head until he was hunched over and mostly vulnerable to her without even realizing it.

She was like a snake and allowing her to coil around him was a deathly mistake that he walked right into. He was hunched over and whatever he head on his mind went out the window as Heather swiftly stuffed his head between her lush thighs sand squeezed!

"O-Ouuuhh....!" Howled the cowboy as he was put into the standing scissor, groaning as Heather's strong thighs surrounded his face, leaving him to clutch at her thighs, the same ones that flexed around his head and cheeks!

"N-Nff..."

Heather kept up her squeezing, pressing her thighs together as tightly as she could, squeezing his head between them. She let out a long breath, all grins as she felt him let out his pained sounds, licking her lips with how much the situation had turned right back towards her. She planted one hand on his back, leaning in a little, keeping up the pressure with her thighs as fully as she could in this position.

"Enjoy yourself in there, Clyde? Look soft at a glance yeah? Too bad I'm sure they don't feel too soft to you right now" She said with a snicker, leaning in a little more as she pulled her hand up, going to spank Clyde hard just to add a little more insult to the hold.

"A-A-Aauhh!" Clyde groaned as Heather flexed harder, squeezing him tighter and tighter between her soft and firm thighs! The pain shooting though his head and neck as well as feeling the humiliation of her leaning on his back so casually!

Her words made him flush a little bit as well as grit his teeth in frustration, at least until he felt a certain hard *SWAT* to his ass that made his eyes widen. "Yaah!" The cowboy yelped suddenly, dropping to one knee with a flustered face as Heather spanked him, the crowd getting quite the reaction out of it, loving the sight!

Heather laughed aloud at the feeling of him droppingto one knee, fully enjoying the dominant position that she currently had over him. She took a few deep breaths before she forced and guided him down fully onto his knees. She decided to try something new--a position she hadn't used before.

She leaned over--kicking off just slightly to land with her hands planted on the mat behind Clyde--immediately curling her legs and crossing her ankles to keep Clyde trapped in her thighs. She would then pull herself forward with her hands on the mat, keeping her lowerbody up in the air, bending Clyde backwards a bit to squeeze him hard in t hat scissor hold while he was on his knees.

Dropping to one knee, Clyde felt the strain of the scissors but had a plan to counter Heather. What he didn't count on was this very unique maneuver that neither he or the audience saw coming.

Heather dropped over Clyde's body into a partial handstand and flexed! "N-Nnnhhhh!!!" Howled the cowboy, shutting his eyes tight as Heather's hips and abs raised high while putting the squeeze on Clyde! Leaving the blonde with tightly shut eyes and a red face to pry at Heather's thighs to get free while the crowd gasped and applauded Heather's flexible display, all while other fans cheered for the Tension star to get free!

Heather arched her body as much as she could in this position, grinning wide as she locked him in that tight hold. She wiggled her hips slightly, adding as much pressure as she possibly could to Clyde's head, loving the reactions that she seemed to be getting from the crowd.

She snickered out a bit--her core feeling the pressure a little bit as well with the strain that it did take to keep up this hold and the tight squeeze. It was to the point where she just--kept it locked in for a little while longer before giving way to Clyde's prying at her thighs, letting go and rolling forward, picking herself back up to her feet. "Huu! That was exciting!" She said to herself, grinning wide as she moved back in towards Clyde.

She attempted to grab him by the arm, hoping he was still a bit out of it from the long scissor hold, trying to just yank him up and go for a classic Vertical Suplex.