Kelli DiVanetti vs. Killer King

After a moment or two Kelli came to a rest from her frantic rolling back and forth, laying on one side and she clasped onto her shoulder tightly with her hand, panting raggedly into the cold floor under her. As if it wasn't bad enough that she had rammed that shoulder straight through into the iron corner post earlier on in the match.

Killer King came across to loom over her, the Italian really needed a bit longer to recover from the rough hit... but it seemed like King wasn't going to gift her that. Grabbing her by the wrist she was hoisted upwards, her free arm hooking around the outside of King's thigh and then waist. Her breast ground up the front of the Mexican's thigh as she was brought to her feet, feeling quite firm and ripe in his hand as he sneaked a feel. The Italian was aggressively forced back against the apron of the ring, cringing and clenching her teeth as she felt the edge jabbing into the small of her back.

Then as her body was arched back slightly against the ring, King raising his big hand and then brought it down in a thumping clap right across her bust

"Ahhh!!" Kelli cried out as the slap made her breasts bob up and down, the zipper of her leather biking suit popping down a few clicks so that it was peeling down past the underside of her breast, resting closer to her belly button. Kelli turned and slump down to one knee, clasping at her chest with one arm as her lips pursed open into a large O shape

King felt that busts and it felt sooo damn good, it was soft and bouncy from the impact and seeing her getting back in the ring as Kelli clutching her chest hurting in pain, the beast couldnt help himself but to pretend he could lick his slapped hand over the mask mouth then rubbing on his own chest, being cocky that that hand gave her a harsh slapped.

He gloated a little bit while Kelli hurting from the hard slapped done by the monster King. Though he isnt done with her just yet, while shes nursing her own chest the beast would come by her to grab hold of her hair and taking her up with him as King climbs to the ring apron, trying to get in the ring first so she would be outside. King tries to pull her head between the middle and top rope to tuck under his arm, slowly pulling her through until her feet hanging on the middle rope as her body suspending in the air. "Grrr.... werent you trying to do this?!" Hoping he could fall back to drive her skull to the mat into his DDT.

Kelli breath in and out raggedly, leaning heavily against the side of the ring apron as she pressed her arm tightly across her more revealed bust. She hissed what sounded like a curse under her breath as she clenched her teeth tightly together. Eventually King grabbed again for her hair, manhandling her up to her feet as he climbed onto the apron of the ring.

"nnh.." Kelli grunted out, her gloved hands holding onto King's wrists to so that the hair pull wasn't so viscous.. She precariously climbed up onto the ring apron along with him, one hand resting on the ropes as he slipped back into the ring. However as he started to thread the upper half of her body in through the middle and top ropes, Kelli suddenly reached forwards and up for his face. Trying to rake her fingers down across his face sharply to get him off of her

While King guiding Kelli back in the ring with her hair, already up on the ring apron and now getting her to pull through between the ropes but she is still fighting to resist against King domination, bringing her hands up to his mask and rake it down, shaking his head a bit as it doesnt affect him much compared to get kick or punch or slammed on. "HA!" What were you trying to do?!"

King just forgot what he was trying to do and instead, yanking her in with her head down bend over, trying to get his arms to go around her waist over her body, lifting her up and tilt a whirl the biker chick, trying to flip her in the air and aiming to drop her back down over his knee draping her over.

With Kelli's eye rake failing, King was able to drag her forcefully the rest of the way into the ring...

"Ngh!" The Italian Rebellion Hellion grunted out as she struggled to quickly move her feet, her legs momentarily getting caught up in the ropes and making her lose her footing, almost falling flat on her face if it hadn't been for King holding onto her hair. She got fully into the ring and felt the big Mexican move his muscular body in close to her, hooking his arms up around the back of her waist. She was forced to bend forwards a little, much to the delight most likely of King and some lucky members in the front row of the audience who got to see Kelli's smooth ass straining against her leathers again.

Kelli was lifted up and spun around in the air, coming down right across King's outstretched thigh and knee in a harsh backbreaker.

"Ungh!" Kelli coughed out, her body jolting and arching around his thigh

King didnt think she was foolish to try raking his mask protecting his face, for once, and now she have suffered the consequence. Being lifted up by his powerful arms and dropping her back right over his knee, stretching as the girl coughing out from the jolting pain to her backside, the beast got his dinner meal laying over for him to enjoy and play with his food.

"Heh, stupid bitch!" He mocked her, now Kelli back draping over his knee, he get his forearm close to her upper body and placing just under her busts, pushing against it towards to her chin as he could to arching her body down to the mat while the other forearm placing over both of her thighs, keeping her in place and together, King tries to stretching her backward over his knee to see if she'll give up now or be stubborn to endure such pain. "MMMMM! Give up?!"

Kelli's bust expanded and contracted as she breathed deeply in and out, with the way her body was curved over King's thigh it was almost as if her breasts were straining and trying to burst out of the tight confines of her leather bike suit with each breath she took in.

King's mocking only seemed to add a spark to the fiery little Italian... Kelli clenched her teeth, growling faintly under her breath as she started trying to lean upwards.. King's forearm started pressing down against her half bare bust as he searched to place his hand right under her chin. Kelli shook her head and hurriedly reached up with her hand towards his face again, however this time she wasn't going for a rake to the face... Snatching ahold of his mask around his neck she tugged firmly to bring his head sharply down, simultaneously swinging her other arm up to try and clog him stern right in the side of the head with a fierce punch... Following up with another right afterwards as she made a bid to try and escape the submission hold before he could get it fully locked in

King now having his delicious opponent arching over his knee with her suit barely holding her busts in and even harder to contain when he have his forearm pressing against it trying to pushes her upper body more towards to the mat, watching her stretch and her outfit goes along with her. "Mmmm time for you to give up---- hey! Let go of my mask!"

King can feel his mask getting grabbed while his hands is busy holding her in place, pulling his head down closer and closer until her head hits his head, he grunt from the first hit then incoming the second that made the beast stumble to the side dropping down on his knees releasing Kelli, on all fours he shook his head that knocked his brain around, he tries to recover from the attack... everyone always go for his head or balls. "Grrr... damn bitch...."

Kelli grunted out huskily as she was drop down off of his large thigh, she dropped down onto all fours as King slumped to his knees, his head rattled by her shots. The Italian gingerly reached an arm around behind her to grasp onto the small of her back, tending to the spot that had fell victim to his viscous back breaker, even though he hadn't had the chance to cinch the submission stretch on her.

Kelli moved up over towards the closest set of ropes, reaching out with one hand to grab onto them and slowly start working her way back up to her feet.. The back breaker had loosened up the front zipper of her suit even more, now the leathers seemed to be clinging onto the very tips of her nipples so that her breasts did not pop free.. All the way down to her belly button was visible, her white skin coated with a fine sheen of perspiration and a couple of sweat droplets that were drizzling their way down her form

King skull rattles from her hard shots that hurts quite a bit, he could of prevented it if his dirty hands would stop playing with the lovely body of Kelli, almost had her being stretch out over his knee, but her hand just saved her from going bad to worst, now he tries to recover from such headaches.

Shook his head to get a much clearing as he could before looking up to scan the area and find Kelli holding herself up by the ropes as shes trying to recover from the backbreaker, which was pretty sexy if only he could stretches her out some more. King slowly pushing himself back on his feet yet little dazed but not too much at least for now, he slowly approaching to her.

"Ugh, you just got lucky... thats all.... get your ass over here!" He demanded, trying to get close enough hoping to reach out fast to try catching her hair with his hands, obviously, to get back in control.