King's Hunting (Part One)

King still in pain from the low blow, holding onto himself for awhile and seeing Kelli going around him, he couldnt stop her on the stop and eventually he hunch down showing hes in deep pain. He does feel that her face pressing up against his body until he felt his leg getting pulled out underneath him, tripping the big man down landing on his front with a grunt, he slowly getting his hands off his crotch trying to balance himself on the mat. "What the hell?"

His one leg getting held up in her hands, pulling up until he could feel his leg pressing up against something, couldnt turn his head back to look, but shortly after, his leg get stomp down hard on his inner thigh. "GAHHHH!" Shouting out loud with his head tilted back, his body twitching and trying to pull his damaged leg in, hoping he could and went to clutch his leg instead. "NGHHH!"

Kellie kept a firm grip on King's leg following the firm stomp, gritting her teeth with a bit of anger but also to try and stop the ringing in her head.

"Maybe YOU should give up when I do THIS!" She yelled down at him, through his own words back in his face. Tucking his ankle away tightly under her armpit, the Italian turned and moved to step over Kong's back, sinking quickly down so that her firm rump nestled straight into the small of King's back. Biting down hard, the bluish purple haired girl yanked and leaned back sharply, pulling king's leg with her straight into a half Boston crab

King leg is hurting a lot from the hard stomp by Kelli, she really gonna make it hard for him to lift her up for whatever power moves he planning to do, guess thats the plan from her, disable his strong legs.

Hearing her yelling at him while he was cursing at the busty opponent, he wanna wreck her hard but shes doing the damage now, feel his damaged leg getting grabbed and pulling it back while shes sitting on his back, can feel shes pulling the pressure on his injured leg, King start screaming out in pain, even pounding his fists on the mat to get his mind off it as he could, the referee went to check if he wanted to give up, shook his head.

"FUCK NO! NGHHHH!" Enduring it as long as he could, reaching for the ropes would be pointless due to the rules, still he tries to wait it out until she got tired of it from him refusing to give up.

Kelli sat back a little harder, wiggling her hips so that her firm leather clad butt grinded and nestled into the small of kings back. The Mexican's hips was off the mat so that the side of his ass was right up against Kelli's crotch as she applied the half boston crab and with each inch he was able to shuffle forwards in his slow crawl towards the ropes, his butt would bump and rub up against the Itatlian

"No?" Kelli growled out in question as King refused to submit, maybe she could do a little something to help change his mind. with her free arm, she balled her hand up into a fist and then tried to ram it firmly into the inner side of King's trapped knee joint, grinding her knuckles into him

King felt hopeless when being trapped underneath Kelli as she pulling onto his weaken leg stretching out the knee, forcing him to stay in place though he refuses to give up and even trying to pull him closer to the ropes that may help him to pull himself up, knowing it wont break up the hold.

He soon feel a sharp pain to the back of his sore leg right at the back of his thigh and that knuckles grinding into it, just like as if shes a horrible massage therapist! "GAH! GET OFF BITCH!"

King had it enough, though desperately trying to get out, only thing he could think of now is hoping he could turn over due to his large body, maybe it would be hard for Kelli to keep him face down. If he got lucky enough to roll on his back, he would hope to thrust his feet at her body, shoving her away from him.

King's continued struggles made it too difficult for the Italian tomboy to hold on to the submission hold for much longer, releasing the leg and the big mexican squirmed and tried to shove his feet out at her, making her stumble forwards a couple steps off of him. But now that Kelli had King hurt, she decided it was time to set him up for her finisher. Letting out a deep rugged breath, Kelli turned and headed back towards King, reaching down with both of her bike gloved hands she grabbed around the back of his head and then started pulling him up towards his feet.

The bluish purple haired biker chick sent a quick knee up into King's midsection, hoping to make him double over just a bit and then quickly slung one arm around the back of his head to try and trap him in a side headlock, both Kelli and her opponent facing towards the closest turnbuckles.

King feeling his leg hurting so damn much by the damn biker Kelli, just making it more worst as she continues to lock on, thankfully the beast was able to turn over and shoving her away from him to break up the hold. He could finally clutches his really sore knee before feeling his head being forced to get back up, only hopping on his good leg which rarely see him getting injured like that.

King got up and takes a hit to the gut by her knee forcing him to double over, grunting from the blow which leaves him vulnerable for Kelli to wrap her arm around his big head, tucking nicely where he could see through the beast glassy eyes pressing his mask cheek against her side boob, not sure what she got in store for him but hes still standing on his one leg, grunting as he hold on. "What the hell?! Nghh..."

The Italian Rebellion Hellion squeezed her bicep firmly into the side of King's head pressing his mask tightly against the side of her bared breast. She manuever him so that they were both facing towards the closest corner. With a deep breath in Kelli suddenly bolted forwards, dragging King along with her for the ride. As she got to the corner, she used the ropes and turnbuckle pades to run up while still keeping King in the headlock.. It happened so quickly it was like one fluid motion, but as both her feet reached the top ropes, the purple haired Italian kicked away and used her momentum to force them both to turn 180 degrees before she dropped to the mat and dragged King's head down with her... Trying to come down to the mat in her finisher, the wheel spin

King growling while suffered his messed up knee and trying to balance himself but having bit of trouble since his head locked under his busty opponent arm putting him in the side headlock pressing his beastly mask face against it until he felt being pulled right with her, heading to the nearest turnbuckle!

He wanted to stop her but with one working leg, not enough power to stop from being dragged, eventually he could see her legs running up on the ropes and kicking off the turnbuckle to pull him along for the ride until slamming his head right down to the mat with all her weights. "NGH!"

His large muscled body bounced once on the mat after the impact, he laid there for a moment like as if he got knocked out from the finisher, groaning is all the sounds coming out of him, his sore leg slightly twitching show some sign hes still there.

Kelli bounced down onto the mat on her butt with a huff, not a comfortable landing but still way better than the landing King just got. She turned her head to look down at her big muscular opponent laying face down in the mat and then used her hands to shove up aggressively over onto his back. Kelli immediately threw herself on top of him, first she slipped her gloved hand down over the front of his crotch to grab at his large thigh... Then she flopped herself down over his head, the opening in her biker suit spilling her bare ripe breasts right down overt King's face mask as she shoved her chest over him. The hand cupping around the back of his thigh hoisted up into a leg hook, her wrist scraping briefly against the front of his tight leggings as she pulled the thigh upwards

The ref slide down quickly into place and slapped her hand down against the mat "One..!" The count started