Helena MacLeod vs Dixie Clemets ( Complete )

Helena held her crotch rightly as her legs were suddenly hooked up by the cowgirl. The ref-girl came down,tapping her hand for the first time on the canvas. "One!" She shouted. Helena,hearing the count,ignored the pain in her crotch to gather her energies and break the pin before it even reaches the second count. She was not ready to say goodbye to ehr chance of becoming the champion.

Dixie frowned and got back to her feet, hoping she would have gotten more of a count than that, but her foe was proving she had some toughness going for her and Dixie was just going to have to work her over more. The cowgirl reached to grab Helena's hair and begin helping her to her feet, but before Helena was completely up, the Texan would try to force her head between the cowgirl's legs in a set up for a powerbomb...

Helena couldnt allow the cowgirl to perform the powerbomb,otherway,it could be the end. However,she allowed Dixie to lift her up. While she was up on her opponent's shoulder,she started to go forwards,attempting to smack the cowgirl's back strongly on the mat and set her for a schoolgirl pin.

Too much momentum sent the cowgirl back as she hoisted Helena's body up and Dixie crashed to the mat with her foe straddling her breasts. Dixie's eyes were closed and her arms were resting above her head. Woozily the cowgirl bent her legs, readying to try and kick out once she had the strength to...

The ref girl came down with the first count as Helena pinned Dixie's wrists above her head. "One!" The russian domme kept a tight hold of her opponent,trying to get the count right there. She was almost smelling the victory. She was very excited in the inside,but then the thought of having the cowgirl pinned beneath her for the whooole count looked like an obstacle. In fact,it was an obstacle she had to face to reach the 2nd round.

Dixie gave a soft moan of protest when she heard the first count and then moaned again as the second count hit, "Two!" Dixie stirred a little and it seemed like Helena might have Dixie for a moment but right before the three count, the cowgirl rolled her legs up and kicked Helena hard in the back of the head with both legs to try and knock her off as the ref's hand was coming down for a third time...

Helena's eyes widened as she fell forwards,just a moment before the ref's hand came down for a third time. The russian growled loudly. So close! She couldnt believe it. She slowly started to climb back to her feet,feeling a bit angry,but trying to calm herself to not lose her concentration.

"Damnit!!" Helena simply cursed.

Dixie would get back up as Helena reached her feet and try to grab her wrist to irish whip her to the corner behind the cowgirl. If this succeeded, Dixie would charge Helena fast and with all her weight smash into the smaller Russian with all her mass in a splash/clothesline maneuver...

Helena was sent towards the turnbuckle. Halfway,she reached to spin around. Her back hit the turnbuckle strongly and she shutted her eyes tightly. As soon as opened her eyes,she saw the cowgirl coming towards her. In the last second,she would try to move away from the turnbuckle,making Dixie hit herself against the post...

"UUAGGH!!" Dixie cried out as her own momentum and speed drove the air from her body as she hit the corner boobs-first. Dixie stumbled back, holding her chest with her hands, her eyes shit, leaving her vulnerable for a moment...