Clyde Gastin Vs. Thorns of a Rose: Handicap Match

It wasn't so much that Kelli was disgusted.. True enough she wouldn't really go down the path Aoi took in order to humiliate Clyde, she'd just much prefer to beat him up... But Kelli's indignation centered around Aoi inviting her to do just the same and the dismissive wave of the hand to get her to back off Clyde, although admittedly it wasn't like she could politely ask her to move with a mouthful of cum.

Kelli swaggered over to the ropes, not really rushing to get out or anything.. Gripping the ropes in her hands and then turning to lean back against them. Watching her partner finishing Clyde off

After the forced orgasm, Clyde sputtered and twitched, writhing around from the humiliating climax and the horrible pain shooting through his shoulder.

He couldn't see a thing and the orgasm left him moaning and howling but now he couldn't breathe at all. His face was engulfed by Kelli's ass that was twisting and grinding further into him, dragging his head side to side along the mat, leaving him to desperately gasp and suck for air against the crack of her leather clad ass, panicking for air, barely getting any, only getting a whiff of Kelli's rear before she leaned back and pressed harder against his face.

"...Mrh...." His eyes crossed as Kelli pressed harder onto his face before finally lifting herself off him. "PAAAH!!" His lips popped off her leather instantly as he was left heaving for air with a glassy eyed stare, the top and bottom of his open mouth connected by saliva.

But the insult to injury in Clyde's sorry state came when Aoi gave Clyde his seed back, spitting it right back in his face, hitting from the eyes to the mouth. "..u.Uh....Euk.. Gak..." He groaned as he was spat on, eventually realizing what it was and reacting in disgust as his leg was lifted by Aoi.

He didn't even bother to try kicking out. He didn't have the strength for it. His head was turned to the side, eyes were closed while he coughed and breathed heavily. Horribly humiliated and with an arm out of commission, this was hands down the worst match he had ever been in. He

"TWO!"

"Three!"

once the three count hit, Aoi rolled off of Clyde and stood up. She bowed to the booing crowed and smiled brightly, showing off all her teeth. "Ahhh, such a sweet victory." She purred and looked back at Clyde. "Filthy pig." She sneered and then spun around. She looked at her compatriots and flashed them a coy smile as well.

"Do as you like, ladies." She said and slipped out of the ring. She'd had her fun and she didn't need to beat up on Clyde now that she had just humiliated him.

Emi gave Aoi a disgusted look as she finished blowing Clyde. "I don't know how you could put your mouth on that disgusting asshole." Emi would then give Clyde a kick in the ribs before leaving the ring. "If you really want to humiliate this asshole. All you need to do is this." Emi would then reach down and grab Clyde's hat. "Hey, i am taking your hat." Emi would yell out to Clyde before putting the hat on her head and heading for the exit with a smile on her face.

Kelli looked down at Clyde laying there completely battered, it seemed like the thorns of a rose had made their rather painful and embarrassing point well enough for even someone dumb like Clyde to get it so she didn't feel the need to beat on a now creamed Texan.

"Hmph.." she muttered as she crossed her arms, still looked down at the work they had done on him for a little while longer before deciding to follow the others also out of the ring

The bell ringing felt almost merciful, signifying that this awful match was finally over. Clyde groaned and draped his one good arm over his face, trying to wipe the cum off, keeping his bad arm still, trying to avoid the lights and cameras from the shame he felt in losing in such a humiliating fashion. He knew he fought his hardest, but with his arm busted up, he felt his chances at winning the Royale become horribly slim. His one chance completely compromised.

His hate for Aoi was evident as she called him a filthy pig, wanting nothing more than to break that harlot in two for what she did to him. But upon hearing Aoi tell the ladies that they had free reign now, Clyde was already trying to turn over on his stomach and crawl away.

Emi wasn't done however, from out of nowhere a hard, brutal kick would smash right into his ribs. "AAauuu-haagh!" Clyde curled up and hugged his struck ribs after the kick, watching as Emi left him there and went to grab his hat and leave. His favorite hat! His only hat! "B-Bitch... My fuckin'... Hat.." He groaned through the pain, vision all blurry as he watched Emi and Aoi leave before turning to Kelli, who loomed over him, looking down at him before finally walking away.

With the Roses gone, Clyde slumped to the mat in a tired, humiliated heap eventually being helped out of the ring to be carried away for the Tension Battle Royale was up next and Clyde was entry #1.

Thorns of a Rose win via Pinfall