Dixie Clemets vs. Karen Starring

Dixie released Karen's hair as her knee made contact with the woman's face, letting the impact blast the blonde backwards. She watched in satisfaction as Karen came to rest on the ropes, and with a determination in her eyes, she stepped forward again, leaning down to grab Karen by her legs.

With a single, sharp jerk, she pulled the Karen off of the ropes, yanking her off so that she was flat on her back lying on the mat. Then, the cowgirl lifted the brute's legs higher, tucking them underneath her arms, holding them securely. She looked down at Karen, and gave her a single nod, then she leaned back sharply, trying to throw the woman over herself with a quick catapult, trying to send her towards the center of the ring.

Karen was dazed heavily from the hard knee, her head resting neatly on the ropes as her right hand rubbed her jaw. Suddenly finding herself dragged away, she tries to hold the ropes with her free hand-but quickly finds one was not enough as the hefty blonde is literally catapulted over the texan into the centre of the ring.

As soon as she launched Karen through the air, Dixie got back up on her feet, turning to face her again. Karen was out, lying facedown on the mat, and that was exactly where Dixie wanted her to be. She had just the thing in mind for her, just the thing to take some of the fight out of the muscular blonde.

She stepped forward, stepping over Karen's body, and lowered herself down towards her, taking a seat atop of her. She squatted down, her wide, panty-clad buttocks pressing into Karen's own bottom, with her feet planted squarely on the mat on each side of the blonde. She reached forward and grabbed each of Karen's arms, pulling them back to drape them over her own meaty thighs, and then reached around her body, clasping her hands tightly beneath her chin.

Then, she began to lean backwards, pulling her opponent into a tight camel clutch, Dixie gritting her teeth, straining as she tried to work over the woman with as much muscle as she could muster!

Landing hard on her chest, Karen thought that was Dixie's big move-settling in for a quick rest with her arms wide.

The busty blonde let out a cute yelp as she felt a considerable weight drop on her butt, and her eyes went wide as the quickly applied grip on her started to bend her body in a way it wasn't meant to bend.

With Karen's arms over Dixies knees, she could barely reach her aching neck and jaw-instead her back was bending hard back; the women's huge and so far dominant chest pushed out by the bend.

Dixie was tired. She was hurting, and her body was barely moving, her energy drained and dwindling. Her skin sparkled under the bright lights of the arena, every visible part of her covered in a light sheen of sweat. Karen had done a serious number on her, and even the cowgirl herself could barely believe that she still had the energy to continue. But she was stubborn, and she was angry, and she was going to win this, no matter how long it took to put the newcomer down.

She leaned backwards, glaring down at Karen as she held her tight in the camel clutch. "Come on!" She hissed through her clenched teeth, her powerful arms bulging as she struggled to work over the woman. "Any time yer ready to submit, ah'm ready to hear it!"

Karen clenched her teeth and closed her eyes; holding steady she barely managed to contain her shriek of pain. She prayed Dixie wouldn't have the strength to continue for long, although slowly tried bringing her arms off Dixies knees for a plan of her own should Dixie's hold not break.

Dixie closed her eyes, listening to Karen's shriek of pain as she bent her back, bent her into a position that no woman was ever meant to be in. She didn't let up though. There was no mercy from the Texan, only the hopes that Karen would do the smart thing and submit to her.

For a brief moment, as she struggled to keep the clutch locked in, she had an amusing thought about how similar she and Karen were to each other. Both of them tall, powerful, blue-eyed blondes, and both of them as stubborn as can be. Dixie couldn't help but think about how things might have been different if they had met somewhere else, or if Karen wasn't such a bitch, but the cowgirl quickly shoved those thoughts aside. She opened her eyes again, focusing entirely on trying to make Karen submit.

"Ah said submit!" She bellowed, shouting down at the woman again. "Ah ain't scared to break ya!" She wasn't lying, either. She would hold her clutch all day if she had to, until she could finally make Karen tap out to her.

Karen bent more as the Texan forced her body back more and more, finally causing a aching moan from the busty blonde. Dixie's over confidence and failure to expect a counter however allowed the snapping victim to slip her right arm from around Dixie's knee. Briefly seeing if she could pull Dixie's hands off of her, Karen instead opted to pull her other arm free.

If this succeeded, she would use both hands to push up, confident that she still at least had the energy to sort of piggy back the big Texan-fully intending to reverse her hard into a turnbuckle or straight down and back into the mat.

Dixie closed her eyes again, clenching her hands so tightly together that her fingers began to tingle, the cowgirl pulling back as hard as she could on Karen's body. She had to give up soon, she just had to, Dixie just knew it. All she had to do was maintain her hold until Karen submitted.

But...that moment never came. Dixie was so focused on wrenching Karen's body backwards, so focused on trying to get her to submit, that she didn't even realize that Karen's arm had somehow slipped free. By the time she did realize was happening, and opened up her eyes to look, it was too late, and Karen was already, somehow, pushing her way off the mat, struggling up to her feet.

Dixie was in shock. Just how strong was this woman? Just how much power and stamina did she really have?! She couldn't wrap her mind around it, she couldn't understand just how Karen was managing to do this, when it hit her.

Karen really was just as stubborn and determined as Dixie was.

Dixie had one advantage over Karen, though. She was far more experienced that the newcomer, and she knew just how to deal with a situation like this. As soon as Karen got back on her feet, Dixie let her go, dropping to her own boots behind her. Without missing a beat, Dixie leaned down, and quickly rammed a shoulder into the woman's back, reaching out with her hands to grab her by the shoulder, and by the leg. Then, she lifted her up, carrying Karen into the air, trying to work the blonde onto her shoulders so that she could transition her into a torture rack submission!

Karen began a little grimace through her agony-picking Dixie up again in the piggy back, she was confident Dixie would opt for a chokehold or similiar close transition, in which she'd reverse into a corner.

To her disbelief, she quickly found her feet slowly leave the mat, as her eyes widened and mental screaming of "oh my god.." repeatedly, Karen found herself in the air, back draped over the shoulders of the Texan, her neck and leg being yanked down painfully, the busty blonde finally let out a scream of pain.