Kelli DiVanetti vs. Killer King

Kelli got all the way up to her feet and then turned to slump backwards heavily against the ropes... Her arms slung over around the top ropes as she let a number of deep pants, her chest puffing outwards a little as her head lulled backwards. She was definitely gonna be feeling this one in the morning, her whole body was aching even now...

She watched as King approached, not wanting to move until it was absolutely necessary. But as he got into arms reach and went for her hair, Kelli suddenly pushed herself off of the ropes and into action. She wanted to ram her shoulder straight into his abs, but considering the battering her shoulder had already taken she wasn't sure if it would hurt her more than it would hurt King's stern abs... Instead she King snatched ahold of her hair and pulled her in close, Kelli reached up blindly to grab her gloved hands around the top of his head, pulling him down so that his chin was just over the top of her head.

Then when in place, the Italian let herself drop to her knees.. She dragged King's head down along with her, intending to slam him down into the top of her head for a jaw breaker

That bitch Kelli smacked his skull while he was close to stretched her out and maybe pop her zipper all the way down.  The downside now she escaped and he tries to recovered while back up to his feet growling that as soon he thinks hes all good, looking at Kelli and come after her.

"Grrrr you bitch!" Marching towards like a monster ready to capture and fuck up his prey, grabbing hold of her hair and pulling her in, ready to show her not to messed up his head like that. Kelli suddenly grabs his head and pulling down with his big chin impact top of her head, his jaws smacked together as he bounces off her, staggering back holding his lower jaw. "Ngh!"

The Jawbreaker didn't quite take King all the way down to the mat as Kelli had hoped, but at least he was staggering back away from her and giving her a little space. Unfortunately the tomboy didn't really have the luxury of just sitting back and enjoying the moment, she had to press on and try to make good on the advantage while she had it.

Kelli struggled up to her feet in front of king, resisting the urge to just slump back against the ropes again. Sucking in a huge breath, Kelli leaped up into the air as high as she could muster and then threw both her feet out sharply towards King's large chest.. Hoping to clap a snap drop kick right against his muscular pecks

"Gahhh...." King held onto his jaw that felt almost like getting hit with an uppercut. His jaw feels a bit shut tight as he carefully to loosen it up so he can open up and breath a bit, need it to trash talking that punk Kelli.

He was stunned from the jawbreaker and the time he looked up to see whats going on. King was just in time to get a curvy view of Kelli in the air and dropkicked him in the chest. "Ouff!" Took the beast right down on the mat with a thud. Grunting, slowly rolling on his side while his chest doesn't hurt that much but the way back of his head snapped back to the mat, dazing him a bit.

Kelli small body hit landed on the canvas with a bounce, rolling through onto her front she quickly moved up onto all fours and then further up to her feet. The landing had been a slight bit uncomfortable with the damage done to her back and shoulder, but at least she had managed to topple the towering giant down to the mat with that drop kick.

While he was down and suffering from the daze of the jawbreaker, Kelli had to continue pressing her advantage regardless of how roughed up she felt... Stalking in towards the big Mexican on the floor, Kelli hopped forwards and tried to ram her foot right on top of his bare chest.. Her breasts bouncing lightly under her scant coverings as she lifted her leg and then stomped down a couple of more times.

King laying on the mat groaning that his head is hurting a lot from falling backward smacked his head, hoping he could get a chance to recover from the throbbing headaches.

Kelli, not giving him any chance just what King would do the same to her, went on over to get close enough and stomping down on his chest. "Unnn! Grunnnn!" The beast rolls away from her and moving towards to the nearest turnbuckle, sitting down and rest his back, clutching his chest to feel how much it hurt while catching his brreath. "Ngh... i am gonna... uhnn... gonna mess you up!" Warning her.

It was quite satisfying to ram her foot down against his broad chest, but right away afterwards he rolled away to escape further punishment... Moving up close to the turnbuckles and maneuvering into a sitting position against it

"Whatever.." Kelli spat back at King's warning as she approached him in the corner, palming her fist in the other hand. "Seems like you are the one getting messed up right now." She said, as she got close to him, she reached down to hook both hand around the back of his head.. Cradling King's masked face close to the opening in her jacket right against her smooth and moist bust, Kelli dragged the bigger wrestler up towards his feet... She leaned her small 140lb body against him so that he would remain trapped in the corner and slung his arms up around the top of the ropes.

Taking a step back, the biker grabbed the set of ropes to one side and then started trying to stump and mud hole in his abs.. Repeatedly lifted her foot and jabbing down at his firm 6 pack.

King slowly pushing himself back up against the corner sliding up as he catching his breath as he could, the girl really hammered him a bit, struggling until Kelli comes up to him to grab hold of his head while taunting him, getting back on his feet while she trapped him into the corner, ready to give him one hell of a beating.

"Grrr.... Im going to---- ughh ughhhhh uhhh!" King finally getting trapped in the corner while he gets kicked in the tough abs repeatedly, grunting from each strikes until his legs couldnt keep himself standing up, his arms being more jello before sliding down on his ass and resting his back against the corner still, gritting from the pain, that punk Kelli just beating him in the corner.

The fierce barrage of stomps finally started to wear on King and finally his big body slumped down into a sitting position up against the corner.

"Heh.. you're gonna what? sit there and take it like a good little kitty?" Kelli scoffed down at him before slapping one more firm stomp down right against his chest. The Italian tomboy jogged back away from her large opponent, moving almost all the way over to the opposite set of turnbuckles before she turned and charged straight at King. At the last minute as she approached her target, Kelli leaped off of the canvas and twisted her hips hard towards the big Mexican... She was relying on her momentum to carry her forwards forcefully, intending to give Kind a stern hip attack with her leather clad butt cheek acting as the battering ram to slam straight into his face!

King grunting even more when he sat down on the mat with his back against the turnbuckle as the biker chick taunting him while he stay downed, giving him a bit more stomps to the chest before shaking her ass at him as the girl moving away, grunting, taking a breather as his body hurting from the mudhole stomps by that punk ass bitch Kelli.

Looking straight front of him seeing Kelli moving far away then turns to come straight for the beast still sitting in the corner. He couldnt do other than bringing his forearms to absorb her ass smacking into him, course his head banged into the turnbuckle that gives him a bit more headaches. "Nghhhh!" But she makes a grave mistake, with her ass nearly at his face, King would try snaking his arm out and under between Kelli legs, her blind spot and swing his thick n strong forearm up right between her legs, stick it up hard with a low blow to show her that this match, is his match and he rules it!