Muscles and Swimsuits: Kyle Darkheart vs Yelena Turova, Hentai Submission match

"Oh? This is turning you on?" Yelena asked as Kyle started to pull away from the bearhug "You like being ragdoll in my arms? Feeling the strength of a woman?" She continued as the Irish lifeguard finally managed to pull himself free. "Or maybe you like to talk more..." she concluded as she took a step back "Big mouth, maybe I can find better use for it."

Breaking free he stumbles back. His hands on his sides "ooo shut up princess." He moves back and wraps his arms around her waist and shows her his power by picking her up but not as high as she did him and trys to squeese her in a bear hug.. he growls at her like he really was trying with all his Strenght to squeese her but he was still hurting from her bearhug. "Don't be cocky when. I'm the one with a cock to rule you." He looks her in the eyes. No scared of her "and im only hard cause of the stuggle not because of you."

"Gah!" Yelena let out as Kyle took advantage of the muscular woman's advances and wrapped his arms tightly around the Russian's waist. "Hah... imp-impressive to show such strength..." the pink haired powerhouse growled out as Kyle managed to get her off her feet for a change. "Are you sure it is not me?" She taunted despite the pain, wincing in the Lifeguard's bearhug.

Holding her up and squeseing as hard as he could. "No its not you." His face red cause of her comment. "Ya your cute and hot and I like muscles on a woman but..uuggg just shut up and fight." He swing her hard down leting her go. He slapped his face trying not to let her comments get to him but the crowd started to cheer 'boner boner' witch got kyle mad and he walked over to the ropes "I dont have a goner for this muscled up woman." He growls. His back to her cause he was leting the crowd get to him

"Ragh!" Yelena let out as she was thrown roughly to the mat, her muscled body bouncing off the canvas as her ribs ached from Kyle's crushing bearhug. The Irish Lifeguard definitely had some strength behind him if it was enough to make the big Russian feel the squeeze but he seemed more focused on denying his arousal than denying her any breathing room. A costly mistake.

Picking herself off the canvas, she went back to wrap her arms around Kyle's waist tightly, as though she was going to start squeezing him in a bearhug again, but instead reached her head forward to whisper in his ear "I think you should learn to concentrate..." before throwing herself and the lifeguard backwards with a massive suplex.

He growls feeling her hands around his waist "what the he..." he gets Suplexed and lands hard on his head.. his bulge sticking up in the air as he groaned.

He tried to roll hoping to get free of her grip but wasn't sure if she was going to let him go after one suplex. Kyle was strong but never had to face a woman who had just as much if not more muscles then him.

"Heh..." Yelena chuckled as she let her back hit the canvas, her arms still around Kyle's waist as she rolled the lifeguard over onto his stomach, making it look like the two muscled grapplers were spooning rather than fighting. "If this was traditional match, I wouldn't let you move away from my grip..." the Russian amazon purred as she sat up on the Irishman's back, rubbing her heavy hips down against him "Good for me it is not traditional. We get to have fun tonight. I do not need to even bring you home to make you winning trophy." She said in her broken english as she released her grasp on Kyle and reached backwards, hooking her bikini top before tossing it aside to the cheers of the crowd. "Now we are equally dressed. Da?"

He groaned as he was rolled onto his belly. He tried to get up but she was on his back. "Uuggg why don't you give up like a good girl." He moved his hands to the mat and trys to push up but couldn't move. She was sitting just right on his back he couldn't push up.

Turning his head he saw her top go flying and his face when red "O'boy why did I have to have a match with a Russian amazon.?" He again tried to push up to get her off his back. She may have been alot stronger then him but that wasn't going to stop him from trying to win and not be just her boy toy.

Yelena giggled as Kyle managed to push himself up on to all fours making it look like the Russian powerlifter was riding the Irish Lifeguard bareback, but if he was strong enough to at least attempt to get the muscle goddess to move then he would be strong enough to suffer the consequences of such foolish actions.

Placing her feet firmly either side of Kyle's shoulders, the pink haired woman reached down to lock her hands underneath her foe's chin and start to pull backwards, this was technically a submission match so she could start with the submission holds, a powerful camel clutch looking to make the poor man squeal for mercy.

Just when he though he had a chance he he felt her move and lock on a camel clutch "uuuggggg fuck." He shakes his head "aaagg let go you " he struggles but she just had him out powered right from the start "uuggg no. I won't submit." He trys to move his knees under him and slowly trys to sit up. "You evil Russian girl. When I get free I'll show you." He growls trying to get her to let go.