Breaking A Draw!

King didnt intent to roll himself out of the ring it was just cause he fell on his back cause of her hard kick back of his thick leg, it was pretty humiliating for him to fall down like so, falling out of the ring until his body making another thud, twice in a row that is, now he moving on over towards to the guardrail resting his back as he tries to get up, though it took him awhile before Mariko didnt want to wait for him to get up and back to the ring.

"Grrr.... same goes for you babe." King can feel his mask getting grabbed pulling to his feet though he is still having trouble getting up that is, he isnt going to let her take controls of him, he wants to get back in control! He growls out loud as he brings his hands up to her hips, little over her sexy flat stomach, shoving her as hard as he could hoping her body would bounces right off against the ring apron so he could try swing his fist at her stomach while the beast is still on his knees. "GRRRR!"

Mariko probably should’ve taken into account that just because King’s legs had been wounded, it didn’t necessarily mean all his power had been neutralized. He still had a pair of perfectly lethal arms, after all. Unfortunately for Mariko, it was too late to worry about that now.

“Gwah!” she gasped out as King suddenly shoved her, sending her slender back crashing violently into the ring apron. Mariko started to stumble forward after the intense impact, only for a large fist to smash itself right into her gut. Another cry of pain burst forth from her lips, and the beautiful vixen immediately collapsed onto the floor, cradling her aching midsection while panting as she tried to recover the huge amount of air that had just been blasted right out of her.

He was bit surprised that Mariko didnt stay in the ring to count him out even though he doesnt plan on staying out for too long, she seems to be impatient and coming right for him that the beast shoves her as she gotten too close to him and slamming her back into the ring apron edge, her sexy body bounces right back at him that he strikes her as hard as his mighty fist can deliver right to her stomach, she took it and goes down on the floor hugging herself before the beast fell down beside her, a feet or two away that is, still having trouble with his legs keeping himself up, still unable to fully stand himself, damn Mariko.

"Ugh shit..." The referee began to count down on them, thankfully its a slow one so giving him a bit of chance to crawl and moving to the ring apron to pull himself up while his legs, so rarely to show off to people, is shakin. Remembered that his leg was injured before after being attacked by group of girls which he forgot and havent seem in ages. But he isnt going to stop hurting her right now, the beast slowly leaning down to reach one handful of her hair to get her standing and pulling her beside him against the ring apron, trying to use her forehead like a mallet to pushes her down to headbutt herself on the  apron. "you wont ugh.... beat me!"

In hindsight, just staying in the ring and letting King get counted out would’ve been probably the much, much smarter way to go about this. But she just had to let her aggressive mindset get the best of her. And despite flooring the beast once, now it was Mariko who was lying on the ground and desperately trying to recover.

“Fuck...” she muttered while her arms cradled her aching stomach. The ref had started counting, but that was the least of Mariko’s worries as a hand grabbed onto her hair and hoisted her right back up, causing the vixen to grimace and grab at his wrist, though the chances of prying him off were almost nonexistent. And before she could even try to fight and try to get away from King, Mariko’s forehead was suddenly driven right onto the apron.

“Agh!!” she shouted, hands immediately moving over her forehead while she dropped right back down to the mat. The ref continued to count, now reaching a count of four. But Mariko just laid there, boots kicking down on the padded floor while her skull throbbed in pain.

King got a hold of her to get Mariko standing up beside him so he could get a hold of her head and smack her forehead right on the top ring apron which he could see her bounces right off and down she goes to the floor, he chuckles a little, just a little before he could hear what count down they're at... already passed four and now King needs to get back in the ring, which the big man beast slowly rolls himself in and slowly roll himself out, just to break up the count, resetting it.

"Huff.... ugh.... gonna, roughin, you up." King tries to come closer to Mariko and reaching down for her head, pulling the girl up as he could to get her rolling back in the ring but only to get her lower half halfway in while her upper half hanging out facing up outside of the ring where King is still standing out, trying to get a good position of himself beside her, raising his one hand up to slap it down right over her chest just so could see if her ample breasts jiggles before he could take a moment to breath until he could slowly crawls back in the ring.

Mariko vaguely heard the ref’s count over the noise of the crowd, but it made little difference to her at the moment. With her head throbbing in pain as it was, immediately getting back in the ring on her own was something that simply wasn’t about to happen. But ‘fortunately,’ King decided to help her out with that.

After the count was broken, Mariko was then hauled up before being rolled under the bottom rope, but positioned so that she was lying under it with her upper body hanging out toward the ringside area. And suddenly her eyes shot wide open and a sharp cry of pain burst from her lips as King’s powerful hand struck her chest with a mighty slap! The Japanese beauty writhed in pain while rolling away from King, bringing her out toward the center of the ring. How much good it would do was unclear, but she desperately wanted to create some distance between them as she tried to deal with the stinging pain in her chest.

King soften Mariko up with a good smack on her ample chest that his hand bounces right off her chest as he could see her rolling back in the ring towards to the center which gives him some time to catch his breath, his legs is hurting like hell and still make him so much slower to move around than he usually does, sometimes.

**Mmmm that felt good** He thought, now he can slowly crawling back in the ring while seeing her still holding onto her chest feeling the pain by his loud slap. "Huff.... think you will beat me?....."

King getting closer to Mariko as he gets down on his knees, reaching down to lift her head up and resting her head up against his chest, using his one hand to grab hold of her pretty face to squeezing and pushing her head back against him, the other hand, reaching around her neck to hold her still as he make her squeal in pain.

Though Mariko had managed to roll several feet away from King, it only bought her a few very brief moments of rest. And in a matter of seconds the beast had re-entered the ring and close the distance between them. Unfortunately for Mariko, she still hadn’t recovered enough to start fighting back by that point.

So, there was no resistance from the beautiful vixen as she was sat up with her back and head against King’s torso. A big, muscle-bound arm wrapped itself around her neck while a large hand grabbed onto her face and started squeezing on it relentlessly.

“Mmmmm!!” Mariko screamed while squirming in agony as King started crushing her head, though her voice was completely muffled by the hand engulfing her face. On instinct her hands moved to try to pry King’s arms away, though deep down she knew there was almost no chance of success in that. In an act of sheer desperation, Mariko opened her mouth and attempted to bite down on King’s hand, hoping that would be enough to free her from the beast’s clutches!

King struggles to get in the ring with his messed up legs, weaken by her holds and attacks just giving him so much problems getting back in the ring, at least Mariko is weaken too which gives him some time to recover and crawling himself in the ring with her.

Panting as he getting closer and closer to her, reaching enough to get behind the sexy babe and holding her up against his chest, clutching her neck by his one arm and squeezing her pretty face in other hand, can feel the vibration of his hand over her mouth, muffling the poor Japanese girl.

"Grrrr.... give it up you.... GAHHH! HELL?!" He felt her teeth sinks into his hand as she bite him hard that he lets go of her neck and face, trying to yank his hand out of her mouth and pushes away from him, though he couldnt get up to his feet right away, still having trouble standing so quickly, still on his knees as he shakes his hand easing the pain.

Resorting to a tactic like that was quite uncommon for Mariko, and almost immediately the ref was right there to reprimand her for it. But because of the vixen’s less than wonderful mood combined with the desperate situation she was in, she quite frankly didn’t care too much. Besides, it did the job and got King off of her, and that’s all that mattered.

Panting while dragging herself back to her feet, Mariko started to turn to face King again. And once she saw he was on his knees, she immediately went on the attack again. The Japanese beauty threw her leg out, aiming to bring her boot smashing right into the side of King’s skull with a vicious roundhouse kick!