Kelli DiVanetti vs. Killer King

Kelli let out a faint breath into King's masked face as he slumped down onto his knee over her.

"You glad its a hardcore match now?" She hissed at him, rubbing what he had said moments ago in his face. The feisty tomboy pressed her gloved hands up against his shoulders and then gave him a firm shove to force him off of her to one side before making her way up to her feet with one arm tenderly cradling her bust. He did elbow drop her right on the lady lumps, so this seemed like justice had been served.

Once fully up, Kelli moved up to Kings side and reached down to clasp around the back of his head... His face coming somewhat close to the slightly open front of her body suit and cleavage as she dragged him up towards his feet. Grasping him firmly by the wrist, she took a few rushed steps towards the ropes and then would try to launch him in between the ropes right out of the ring to the outside area.

King light growling from the painful low blow looking down at her to see and hearing her taunting him while she slide herself out underneath him, he still stunned from the kicked to the crotch, he tries to recover somehow as quickly as he could but Kelli got up before him and grabbing his head that rubbing against her body until shes ready to do something to him.

He felt his wrist being grabbed and then the momentum of her pulls him enough to yank the beast right towards to the ropes and slipping between it to send him flying right through, tumbling down outside of the ring hitting the outfit floors. "Ughhh shit....." he groans hoping he could slowly pushes himself up as he could.

Kelli slipped through the ropes and hopped down off the apron of the ring onto the outside area right next to the downed King. It seemed like it was about time to get hardcore up in this match, dropping to one knee Kelli reached under the ring curtain, eventually grasping onto and pulling out a folded up steel chair.

Straightening upright, Kelli patted the flat seat surface of the steel chair as she paced over towards King who was in the process of trying to climb to his feet. Coming up behind him, Kelli raised the chair high above her head and with a loud grunt of effort she tried to whack it down right across the back of his shoulder blades

King laying from the outside of the ring after his balls were smacked and thrown right out like a piece of trash, though he thinks everyone is and now having bit of trouble on his end, hoping to recover and back on his feet.

He knows that Kelli went outside going after him so he hoped to hurry up as he could but what King didnt know is what she was going to do, until he can hear and feel the metal chair clanging right across his shoulder blades. "GAHH!" He dropped down on the mat and rolling on his side, his arms tensed up like paralysis in place, gritting his teeth as he tries to endure the pain not shaking around so much. "Ughhh shit!"

Kelli dropped the chair, making sure that it landed flat on the surface as she went back to the downed King... Her leather suit stretched over her firm buttocks with a slightly audible creaking sound as she leaned over to grasp around the back of King's leopard masked head. Clutching him tightly she dragged him back up towards a standing position, keeping him bent over so that his height wouldn't be an issue and she could keep control of the much bigger wrestler.

Yanking him aggressively, she tried to stuff his head down under her armpit right up against the side of her leather clad breast, locking him up into a headlock position. Kelli turned and took a step back so that the steel chair was lined up right behind her before trying to jump up kick her legs out, letting gravity do the rest of the work.. Her small form dragged down on King's, trying to bring him down into a DDT right on top of the steel chair!

King groaning that his backside hurts so damn much from that chairshot, he havent got hit by those in ages and trying to get that pain away out of him hoping he could somehow roll himself back onto his feet. But Kelli dropping that steel chair flat on the outside floor near them, went after the beast to grab hold of his head to pull up and have him bend over with his head tucking under her arm.

He can see down to the floor where the chair is, shes planning to put his head down right on top of it! "Grrrrr.......!" He needs to break free before that bitch puts him down like a weak, pathetic animal which he isnt at all. Can feel her jump up to try taking him down, he hope that he can quickly move his hands to pull her in position where he would have her laying across his shoulders before falling back to use her backside to land on top of the steel chair instead and using her luscious body pillow to land his head on.**Come on! Samoa Drop the bitch!** "Ngh!"

Kelli was just about to hop up for the DDT when she felt King's hands clasp around her upper thighs, helping her up into the air as he hoisted her small body... Unfortunately she wouldn't be coming back down the way she planned..

The Italian was lifted right up and over to rest across King's shoulders around the back of his head.. A grunt leaving her lips as her belly pressed up to the back of his head, her leg and neck hooked with an arm each as King turned so that he was facing the other way and then dropped backwards.. There was an almighty *CLACK!!* noise as Kelli's back impacted right across the steel chair on the thinly matted floor.

"AHHHH!!!" Kelli cried out, the Samoan drop forcing her to bounce up into a sitting position with her back arched in pain. She stayed upright for a second or two before slumping back down on top of her chair, her body still curved so that her bust and belly were puffed outwards

King was bit desperate to turn this match around and he needs to avoid having his head going down to that steel chair which he can read Kelli mind and knows what she was thinking about. The beast was thankfully he have enough strength to lift the tight suited girl up on his shoulders before he given up strength to fall back, slamming her back down right on her own steel chair that she plans on putting King head down to it, but it was her she went down with a hard landing with her back, resting his head on her body like a pillow to take a short rest.

"Uhhhh...." He slowly rolling off her lovely hot body to slowly recovering, groaning to reach over to the ring apron to pull himself up, his back is hurting like hell from the chairshot. Looking down at her seeing her laying on the chair, he just takes a moment to ease himself before coming towards her, reaching down for her hair pulling up standing before changing hands to grab her wrist, hoping to pull, yanking her hard to send her running towards to the closest steel steps.

Kelli groaned out restlessly as King grasped her dark purplish blue hair tightly by the side of her head in both hands and dragged her upwards towards her feet.. Her gloved hands grabbed around the sides of King's large thigh muscles, using them as something like a ladder to help lessen the tight pressure on the roots of her hair as she got to her feet.

The Italian tried to wrap her nearest arm around the small of King's back, her face up against his bare abs as she went the rest of the way up to her feet. He turned her around, letting go of her hair so as to clasp onto her wrist instead... Kelli knew something was coming but couldn't muscle up enough strength to fight the bigger wrestler off of her.

King yanked firmly on her arm, sending her running straight towards the nearest steel steps...

"OUUGHH!!" Kelli let out as she rammed shoulder first straight into the steel steps with enough force to knock them to the side, displacing the upper tier of the steps with the impact. Kelli wet straight down onto the thinly matted floor once again, clasping at her shoulder as she rolled fanatically to one side... Beads of sweat starting to build up under the tight hot leather

With King pulling up the tight suited biker chick Kelli to her feet and send her running while he watching that tight jiggly ass of hers before she runs into the steel steps hearing a loud thud of impact, then the girl goes down on the floor hurting in pain. King reaching one hand on his backside and other clinging his fist front of everyone gesturing that he did it. "Grrr.... how about that?"

As much as he loves NHB he rarely need any weapons against his opponents, he prefer more vicious with his own two hands to deal with the girls, only time using weapons is on the dude like fuckin Johnny. The beast slowly approaching the downed Kelli grabbing her wrist to pull the girl up and pull her over the ring apron to, where the beast hand on her chest to get a short feel of her, pushing and pulling her under her upper body facing up over the edge, raise his free hand up and swing that large pan size hand to slap right between her breasts.