Shower Room Revenge (For Darius) Complete

Kelly held Matt in the chokehold before finally releasing him, she dropped him on the ground and gave a quick kick to the side of his ribs as she stood up.

"Ooops!" she taunted with a giggle before turning Matt over on his back. She then began to sit and grind her wet rear against his crotch.

"Is something wrong Matt?" She giggled before slapping lightly across the face as she continued to grind.

Matt gasped as soon as he was released, coughing a little from the water that had gone down his throat. He slowly began to get back to his hands and knees, when the kick to his ribs caused him to cry out, falling right back down to the floor. It was then he was rolled over, and a strange feeling began to overtake him. He looked down and saw what Kelly was doing, and his eyes widened. It certainly felt good, and there was a starring in his pants the longer it went on. "W-What the hell are you doing?" he growled uncertainly.

"Psshhh! What does it look like dumbass!? Im trying to arouse you!!!" Kelly yelled back with a bit of her patience lost before throwing a right hook at Matt's jaw.

"Im gonna leave you A Bloody Fucked Cumming Mess on the floor by the time im done with you!" She said stirring her rear around like a proud queen on her throne.

"GUH!!" Matt grunted as the punch nailed him across the jaw. It would actually serve to snap him out of his stupor, and his mouth twisted into an angry snarl. "Get off!!" He shouted,and sent a strong punch hurtling into the arrogant girl's stomach.

"OOOOfffff!!!" Kelly let out a Loud Groan as she was struck dead in her gut sending spit flying.

She fell off Matt's Crotch and landing on the floor beside him, doubled over from the pain.

"You Bastard..." She mutterd before coughing and trying to crawl away.

Matt let out a sigh as Kelly fell off of him, his body a little reluctant to feel that feeling go. Still, his anger at Kelly was enough to overdo his regret. He got back up and stalked back over to where Kelly was crawling, and then plant his foot on her back to stop her from getting any further. "Where do you think you're going?"

"...To catch a breather..." A nervous Kelly mutterd down on the ground and not as cocky as she once was.

"You wouldn't beat up a lady would ya Matt?" Kelly asked with nervous sweat dripping off her forehead.

Matt grinned down at Kelly with an evil twinkle in his eye. "I wouldn't punch you in the face if that's what you mean," he replied. "Anything else is fair game." Keeping his foot planted between Kelly's shoulder blades, Matt would reach down and grab the girl's arms, pulling back on them for a surfboard submission hold.

"Not this again!" Kelly cried out remebering the last time Matt put her in a submission hold.

As Matt applied the surfboard stretch, Kelly squeeled out in pain as she felt her arms and back being torn from eachother.

"MATT FLOYD!!! WHEN I GET OUTTA THIS IM GONNA KICK YOUR ASS!!!" She yelled out loudly, her voice ringing through the showers.

Matt winced at the volume of Kelly's voice. He had forgotten how loud the girl could be. "Normally I'd be happy to have a girl screaming my name," he said snidely. "But it's not so potent with you." He pulled back a little further on her arms, almost like he was trying to pull them out of their sockets. "And if you were tough enough to kick my ass you would have done it." Suddenly Matt would release th surfboard, and let Kelly flop back to the floor.