Clyde Gastin Vs. Thorns of a Rose: Handicap Match

Clyde's head hurt from the constant forearm grinding on his skull, combined with the fact he was starting to tire and had a blown out arm. He was more than easy pickings for Kelli as she suddenly leaped up high, forcing the cowboy to just watch as the Italian Rebellion Hellion came down hard on Clyde's face, left ass cheek first.

"UM-MUGHPH!!" Kelli butt drop was hard and heavy, her leather clad ass would fall right on his face, pressing him harder into the canvas as his face was squashed. His eyes crossing upon impact, his lower body flopping up until his boots flopped unceremoniously to the mat.

Kelli leather clad butt cheek landed right in Clyde's face, taking a moment before shuffling over and letting the underside of her ass cheek scrape off of the Texan face down to the mat. Right afterwards the Italian Rebellion Hellion would turn and move up to her feet, reaching down to grab ahold of Clyde's hurt arm and start dragging him towards his feet and over towards the Thorns of a Rose's corner at the same time... Not really allowing him to get his footing set so that the firm tug on his arm would hurt more as she woman handled him towards the turnbuckles. Looking towards her team mates to see who wanted in...

"Mr...ph.. Ooohh...." Clyde groaned underneath Kelli. His mouth muffled by tight leather that would slide off his face, feeling the skin drag as Kelli scraped her tush off it, leaving Clyde sprawled out on the canvas until he felt Kelli suddenly grab his arm and tug.

"AAAAAAAAUGHHHHHHHHH!!!" Clyde howled as the injured arm was pulled, tears forming out the corners of his eyes and tried to stumble to his feet just to STOP the harsh tugging, but he coudln't do it. The pain was horrid, like a stinging fire that had needles and were cutting him repeaditly. It left Clyde so desperate he frantically tried to match Kelli's speed, following her like desperate little puppy.

"Stop! STOP! FUCK MY ARM!! Hh...." He howled, following behind closely to Kelli, his shoulder against the back of her thigh as he stumbled against on his knees and free hand.

Aoi watched as Kelli dragged Clyde over to their corner. Finally it looked like the cowboy wasn't going to put up much of a fight so when Kelli reached out her hand for a tag, Aoi decided that things were finally fair enough for her to step in. She reached out and gave the biker chick's hand a dainty slap and slipped through the ropes.

"Oh, Clyde-sama." She said in a gentle tone. 'I'll save you from these beastly girls!" She cooed as she knelt down in front of Clyde and pushed her hand against his stomach, letting her fingers run along his abs and chest. "J-Just relax and try not to move too much or you'll really hurt your arm even more!"

Clyde's eyes were bulging and his teeth were gritted down hard as he got dragged over to the roses corner, clawing at the back of Kelli's leg. Angered by his helplessness, it was the among worst things he had experienced in AFW. He was a small bird with a broken wing surrounded by two hungry cats. He wanted this to end.

Finally a tag was made... By Aoi. Clyde shuttered at the sight of her as she said his name. "No!" He shouted before Aoi knelt down, her hand on his stomach, her fingers caressing his tight abs and chest "N-Nhh..." He shivered at the touch from her soft hand. He already had a bulge fighting Kelli and Aoi was making it worse.

Anger and frustration were creeping back "S-Stop! S-Stop Helpin!" He exclaimed. Accident or not, Aoi trying to help him got his arm was blown out and his chances of possibly winning Battle Royale went from slim to zero.

"If Yer gon' pin me, do it quick!" He commanded.

After Aoi had finally decided to get more involved in the match and made the tag, Kelli dropped Clyde's arm and quickly climbing out through the ropes to stand in the rose's corner with Emi

Aoi nodded at Clyde. "Y-Yes, Clyde-sama." She said and straddled him, making sure her sex pressed up against Clyde's bulge. If it wasn't completely stiff yet, it would be. In her "nervousness" she fell forward and slammed both of her palms into Clyde's shoulders to pin him down, making sure she put extra force and pressure into jamming her palm into Clyde's injured shoulder.

Being called Sama made him feel old. 'San' and 'Kun' were all he knew.

Clyde hoped this miserable match could end properly with Aoi. And while she was strikingly attractive, Clyde got the notion that she might be dumb as a rock too as he felt the Japanese girl mount him, her thinly covered bikini bottom resting right on his bulge. "Hnnk!" Clyde tensed up as he felt Aoi's sex against his cock, making it twitch. "Why the fuck did she do that!?" Clyde thought before Aoi suddenly fell foward and slammed her palms right into his shoudlers, catching herslef but at the same time...

"AAA-HAAAOOOOHHH~ S-SHHIIIIIIIT!" Clyde howled in pure, sharp agony. He sprung back to life, his eyes bulging as he bucked under Aoi and swatted her hands, breaking the pin and turning on his side. Hugging his arm as his legs kicked at the mat.

"W-WHY WOULDJA' SIT THERE!!?!?" Clyde was starting to miss Kelli.

Aoi was shoved off before a count even began and she watched as Clyde rolled on his back. She grinned devilishly at the cowboy while he was busy writhing in pain and reached out to grab his uninjured arm. She stood up and then yanked to put Clyde on his back and his arm between her legs, pressed right up against her crotch. Aoi then dropped back down tot he mat. With Clyde's WORKING arm pinned, he'd be at her complete mercy and she'd have both her hands to do as she pleased.

"Oh, Clyde-sama." She purred as one hand began to slide down Clyde's belly and past until she had a firm grip on his manhood. "You really HAVE been a naughty boy but I'm still willing to make it all better." She said as she licked her lips and looked down at Clyde.

Clyde was far too busy tending to his aching arm to see what Aoi was up to until it was too late. She grabbed his good left arm out of nowhere.

"Wah? Ugh!" Aoi grabbed his arm suddenly yanked him, causing Clyde to flop flat on his back with his arm being placed right up against Aoi's crotch as she dropped to the mat and pinned it flat. Clyde looked to his left and saw his pinned him, eyes shooting wide as he realized he was trapped. Both arms useless. It was at that moment Clyde realized he had been dooped! Tricked! Bamboozled!

"N-No!" Clyde protested, struggling and squirming on the mat. "A-Aoi! You damn she-devil! Liar! Jezebel!" He spat before she cooed hotly, feeling her hand slid down his belly before she got a firm grip on his cock.

"Ff-..Fuck.." Clyde moaned, biting his lip before he kicked up his legs, raised his hips and bucked as much as he could, to try and force some sort of escape and stop Aoi from touching him