War on King!

Getting into matches one after another when his knee been weaken from matches as well getting injured by certain group of people, even though, hes getting into another match now but even more troubling than before, instead of one on one or even an handicap match, this time he'll be going up against group of girls in a type of elimination kind of match where King will be on his own and have to take down the girls, one at a time until theres no more left, gonna be very tiring for him to deal with these ladies, he would love it if his knee isnt that screwed up and injured, but being forced to do this is the only way he can keep his job.

"Grrrr who else wants a piece of me? I'll turn all of them into my JOBBERS!" King said, heading out from the locker room wearing his usual outfit that he felt pretty good in, black boots and dark red trunks, having his signature black leopard mask. Drizzle his body with water to cool off his hot muscled body that makes it shine under the light as the beast heading out on stage with the crowd booing at his overlapping his music, he looking around while heading down to the ring flipping his fingers at everyone while flexing his buffed arms, then finally entering the ring to move to his one corner resting his back to look out at the stage, curious who would face him first, making sure he checked his knee to see if its fully wrapped by his knee brace and these girls better not mess him up and focus his knee. "Bring it on bitches!"

This was a match that had some serious implications or at least some rumors about it. Implications of what might count as elimination for the girls on their side of it. But there was no worrying about that at least for now. The key was going to be someone bringing King down or at least setting it up for the others who would follow later. If someone in this group couldn't bring down King it'd be a horrible mess for the rest of them. So there was plenty of determination to bring King down and win even if some of them would have to suffer humiliating consequences in order to make that happen.

Lisa Stryder volunteering to start things off even though it had the greatest chance to end up being her elimination. The rest of the girls would be waiting offstage and would just head on in when their turn had come. For now heading out in her standard green tank top and shorts the girl was focused on doing everything she could to win here. After all if she could bring down King herself that would save everyone a lot of trouble. But the important thing more than anything was to make sure not to outright lose early. She had to put the pressure on and weaken King if she did anything in this. There was some worry about what might happen, but she was determined to carry the load herself and not let that bring her down.

Heading on down and into the ring she spotted the familiar face. This guy was never a fun one to deal with, but for now she had to focus on bringing him down. He did seem a bit off and that brace was certainly a point of note. But for now Lisa had to wait for this to actually get started. "You feeling alright? Could always just call it quits and avoid the trouble." Lisa grinned ready to give her all here and get some payback for herself and really everyone else who had to go down because of this guy.

King does wonder how many girls are willing to face him and willing to lose to him too. Hopefully there arent too many of them to deal with considered that he was being pushed to get into many many matches after getting ambushed and such few weeks ago, still recovering and yet, not even 100% but still holds the power within him to bring out the most dangerous thing that King can bring, his thoughts about domination.

He looks on from the ring to see who will come and face him first, the first girl coming right out is really familiar, almost forgetting her name until her easily noticeable large breasts in that shirt and that short shorts, her short hair too, it was that Lisa whatever last name is that he have kicked her ass before but not officially one on one, or what he can remembered, not too sure but at least now he can take her on alone and add her to his 'hit list' awaiting for her name to be mark.

"Well if it isnt.... hmmm.... 'jobber' number 1, been awhile, ready to lose?" He said before she start talking in bit of confident. "Hmph, I'll be just fine once I have my fun with you 'busty'." Another nickname he would give her. Once the match can get start it, King doesnt hesitate to rush right at Lisa, hoping to get his one hand at her shoulders where he can try moving his hands on her from one between her legs and other on her shoulder, using both to lift her up high above him before dropping her behind the beast. "Hurgh!"

It wasn't like Lisa was all that quickly riled up, but against this guy it was hard not to get a bit unsettled and want to go all out from the beginning. This was a risky kind of match of course and when King was allowed to do just about anything that usually lead to trouble later. Not that Lisa was unfamiliar with what King was willing to do once he had a match under his control so she'd have to be cautious in that respect.

"Well as always you are full of pointless confidence." Lisa shrugged though a bit annoyed at the nicknames he was throwing her way. "Just try to remember the name Lisa." She groaned though her breasts did bounce a bit as she got ready for the match to begin. A bit shocked at the quick speed of the attack and how quickly he was on top of her. "Hey!" She cried out that hand between her legs and the guy lifting her up before dropping her on the mat behind him. "Guh!" Lisa groaned on the mat smacking it a bit in frustration as she tried to quickly get up to her feet. The girl planning on driving a knee into King's back if he was cocky enough to not even bother turning around after that move.

King was so confident that when he got a hold of Lisa and lifting her up right above him, she was so light even more than his bags for wrestling events, regardless he dropped her down behind him and gloating on his well he put her down on the mat like that, could hear her groaned from the landing and slightly stepping forward not bothered to turn around.

"Woo! Who is the man? I am! HA!...... GAH!" He didnt know what just happen until something hit him from behind that stumble the man beast forward and fell down onto the mat, FELL DOWN ON THE MAT! On his knee that is, still humiliating for a big man to dropped like that, he tries to get up to his feet while one hand rubbing his back, turning to face Lisa, angry at her. "bitch!"

He tries to stand up and using his free hand to hopefully catches her by the back of her hair and pulling her with a hard yank right into the turnbuckle, hopefully its enough to back her off a bit and giving him a bit of time.

Lisa wasn't the type to take things lightly and not give her all. Especially since this was the kind of match where things could get out of hand. No one was coming into that ring until King put Lisa out of it and if she lost her ability to fight back...it could get a bit uncomfortable.

Getting that knee into his back made Lisa laugh a bit and bounce a bit feeling a lot better. The fall had hurt a lot, but seeing that guy struggle and fall to the mat was a relief. "Guess you are the one on your knees today." She joked a bit trying to stay sharp, or as sharp as she could be. "Not anyone's bitch today." She replied sticking her tongue out and trying to stay confident.

Still, Lisa groaned at her lack of caution as she felt him get a hand on her hair and yank her hard. A cry of pain shooting from her as she was thrown into the turnbuckle. Crying out again as her back slammed into that corner. Lisa's chest bouncing as well, but the girl taking a few moments to lean in that corner. She'd taken a few early hits so resting a bit wasn't a bad idea.

King back stung so bad cause of that damn girl Lisa attack somehow, probably her knee or elbow that blindsided him, not sure but it sure does pisses him off. The beast was able to catches her head by his free hand and yanking her right to the turnbuckle, a good sign giving him a break until his back can stop bothering him.

"Oh you'll be my bitch, remember how much I have fun with you?" He slowly moving towards to her body until he stood in front of her, towering over the busty girl where he panting down at her face, clearly mad. "Grrrr!" He hoped to climb up on the second ropes and looking down at her, with that face of her up close to his crotch and grabbing the back of her head, shooting his fist down with other hand on top of her skull. "Hurr.... hurrr.... hurrr..... hurrr!"

Lisa was taking her time to rest in the corner and plan out her next move here. At the very least she was doing her job here. Wearing King out was the most important thing, if she could do that and win that was the perfect result. The key was just making sure she wasn't trapped and exhausted here. That would lead to who knows what.

It was hard to avoid a slight blush on her face as Lisa could remember the times she's had to deal with this guy. "Well you can keep your fantasies to yourself." Lisa replying not intending to be his bitch here or let him do whatever he wanted. Lisa trying to move out of the corner, but getting cut off by King there and forced back. Her rest time working against her in this case. That blush getting a bit worse as she was stuck with that crotch in her face. "Hey!" She cried out as he grabbed her head like that. Lisa squirming, but only having the corner and that crotch to move against. A heavy groan of pain shooting out of her when that fist rained down on her skull. The girl trying to raise up her hands and arms to block the blows. Hesitant to push forward with what was right in front of her.

"No I rather show all my fantasies right to your face and all over, if you know what I mean, hehe..." He sick beast have his fun with her along with Lisa's friends in the past, who knows if he'll get lucky with them again but time will tell King if he'll get luck or not, for now he'll have to work hard to deal not only her but bunch of girls who going to face him in this tough match, pitting against the mad beast.

He soon climb himself up on the turnbuckle trapping Lisa with his bulge almost pressing her face and sucks for her that he caught her head and smacking on top of her skull, not too hard knowing he is powerful and hes pathetically weak, knocking her head around.

The beast had an idea that everyone going to 'ohhhhh!' for it, using both his hands to grab hold of Lisa head to pull up to sit the girl on the top turnbuckle. Hopefully King could slide her head under his muscle arm and drape her arm around his neck just over the mask, then grabbing her shorts hoping to yank her up as he falls backward, going for one big Superplex on the girl. "HA!"

For a moment Lisa was almost glad that her face was obscured by that crotch so that her growing blush remained invisible. "No thanks...god ow..." Lisa groaning as she could hardly complain about what he was saying when those blows were raining down on her head. The girl just crying out as the pounding continued. It wasn't the worst hits ever, but it was making her head throb and keeping her pressed up against his crotch the whole while.

"Hey, what are you doing now?" Lisa groaned as she was yanked up and sitting on the turnbuckle. A shiver going through her as she had a very bad idea. The girl punching and smacking at his side as he lifted her up. "No, no, no!" The girl crying out as she fell a long ways into the mat. Lisa coughing out as she smacked so hard she could just hear the sound ringing in her ears. "Oh...damn.." Lisa twitching a bit on the mat as pain shot through her entire back, the girl sitting up before laying back again needing a moment to recover from that.