The Throne vs. the Streets: Killer King vs. Soledad Vega (Debut Match)

Hitting King with the dropkick felt like planting her boots against a wall, but luckily the masked man went down. Sola grinned, as she rolled backward, getting back to her feet. The fans were beginning to respond, surprised to see the brutish heel being put on the defensive like this.

Every muscle in Sola's body twitched and tensed, her abdominals contracting and expanding as she tried to keep herself under control. She was excited now, getting a bit high on herself for the offense she was getting in. So, as King got back to his feet, the young latina fighter was all too eager to take it right back to him, yet again.

Taking a few steps to build momentum, Soledad spun on her heel, swinging a heavy roundhouse kick right for King. She wasn't even looking at the masked man, at this point, just throwing her hair wildly with her motion, showing off for the fans as she laid in with the kick.

King groans to get knocked down pretty hard from that move, slowly he tries pushing himself up to his feet doing what he can to recover from such attack. Moving his body as he could to get on all fours and pushes himself up, staggering to get back on his feet until he felt that he could tower over the girl, but she isnt done with him and he isnt done with her.

"GRRR!" She came in to kick the beast right on his side as he took the hit, stumble a step once but his arm reacts by attempting to catch her leg, holding to hold on as he tries to reach out his free hand at her throat to grab on to, hoping he could quickly lift her up and pull her down hard going for a big Chokeslam.

Soledad was grinning ear to ear, as she came down on King. Her debut was going about as well as she'd expected it to, and certainly better than anyone in the back would have expected out of the AFW newcomer. Maybe, she told herself, those snobby bitches in the back wouldn't be so quick to underestimate the youthful latina ...

Caught in her own thoughts, however, meant Sola was too distracted from King. The big man soaked the dropkick, and got an arm out to catch her leg. "Ay!" she shouted, snapping out of her reverie. "M-merde!" she hissed, hopping on one foot to try and keep balanced. When King reached out and snapped a hand around her throat, Sola couldn't do anything about it. "Rrrgh," she groaned, wrapping both hands around King's forearm, a look of panic in her eyes as he hoisted her up and slammed her hard with the chokeslam!

"Aaarghh!" Sola cried out, her back hitting the mat with enough force that her flimsy top nearly popped off. Rubbing her back with one hand, arching her spine in agony, the Puerto Rican fighter grutned and groaned, unable to recover before whatever King's next move would be.

King was getting handled pretty badly with her fast assaults by the pretty strong n fast latina, she was pretty tough but no one is tougher than the man beast himself. Catching her fast kick right at his body giving him a chance to reach out for her throat and lifting her up high and throwing her down with a thunderous chokeslam that shook the ring before he stumble down to his knee panting a bit, still sore as he tries to recover and catch his breath. "Unnnn... take that.... bitch!"

He knew that if he recover, she'll recover as well and looks like a ripe for a picking with her backside in pain, that gives him an idea since he can recover while kneeling down right by her. He tries to reach over to scoop the sore girl off the mat trying to drape her back over his knee where he could focus putting his forearm up against her chest right under her breasts while other forearm against her thighs, weighting down to stretches her out in his backbreaker as he could recover from the hard kick by her.

Sola pushed her long hair out of her face, as she tried to overcome the brute force of King's chokeslam. He'd caught the latina completely off-guard with that move, knocking the young woman for a loop and doing rather impressive damage. Now, it seemed, she was at his sadistic whim.

"Prick," she hissed, as King insulted her and knelt beside downed body. It was easy enough for King to scoop up the hurting fighter, unfortunately. Sola squirmed and struggled in his powerful hands, but King had firm control of her struggling, muscular body.

"GH-ggaaahhhg!" she groaned at the top of her lungs, as King stretched her mercilessly in the backbreaker. Sola's abs flexed and spasmed in pain, as King bent her body over backwards. Sola struggled againts him, but to no avail. His forearm at her legs kept them trapped, and the way his other arm pushed against her soft, ample breasts kept her from putting up enough fight to break free. Sola's face was a mix of hate and shame, as she was trapped at King's mercy!

King now in control which he should of been like that from the start all the way till now and should be at the end of the match with him completely defeating her but no, she have to interrupted him as he was getting on a roll and gets knocked down with few of her moves, disliking her so far and she deserves a nice backbreaker to stretches her out very hard, making her back suffered the pain hes putting her in.

"Do you give?! Hurrgh! Wait.... dont answer it, I rather fuck you up!" King increasing the pressures to her back by pushing down her upper body and her thighs. Thinking its good enough to work on her back, now he goes for another move he want to teach her a lesson.

Taking his arms off her body, reaching his hands to her hair to pull the woman off his knee to stand each other up face to face. "So you like using your feet huh?!" He growled at her as he takes his hands off her hair and moving down to her wrist, giving her a hard whip to the ropes so he can turn around waiting for the bitch to run back at him. Hoping she runs to him when he is ready and tries to lift his big right foot up aiming to big boot her at the face!

Soledad's body twitched and convulsed in pain, as King bent her over and punished her body. "Rrrrrgh," she groaned, through gritted teeth. She tried to squirm her way out, but King was too powerful. And, frighteningly, quite pissed.

She refused to answer as King asked for her submission, but the masked man clearly didn't care. Instead, he bent her over even more, to the point that Sola could feel her hair brushing against her struggling ass, as he bent her backward. When the brutish heel released her, Sola gasped for air, weak and dizzy from surviving the hold. It was all too easy, in her current state, for King to pull her up and fling her against the ropes with an irish whip!

Coming back off the ropes, Sola looked up just in time to see King lift his boot. "Shit!" she snapped, just as her face ran straight into his strike. Falling flat on her back, Sola grimaced in agony as King's assault left her reeling. "D-damn ..." she groaned, chest heaving as she breathed, tyring to block out some of the massive pain he was subjecting her to.

King is now back on her feet feeling pretty good when pulling this bitch up getting ready to make a good use of her and show he isnt going to play around and plans on putting her through hell before fully destroy her for the win.

He pulls her and whip the girl to the ropes so she can run right for the monstrous beast and boot right to the face, just like what she been doing to him kicking all about and such, payback right into her.

"Grrrr! How about that?!" He look down at her to see shes hurting from such pain that he put her in. He move to stand beside her as he slowly raising right arm up, flexing to show his big bicep before going down aiming to drop his elbow for her chest, see if she like this one!

Soledad was dizzy, clenching and unclenching her jaw as King peeled her body off the mat. It wasn't until it was all too late that she realized he was whipping her against the ropes for another big boot!

The Puerto Rican street fighter bounced out to the ropes and back recklessly, hair and sweat flying wildly as she did so. King's boot planted her right onto her back once again with a grim decisiveness.
"F-fucker," Soledad spit, scowling as she spat some blood onto the canvas. When King brought the elbow down on her, Sola had no idea it was coming.

"Ghhhaaahhddd," she groaned, loudly, as the man's thick, brutish elbow slammed hard into her soft, yeilding chest. "Damn!" She snapped. Sola wrapped her arms protectively around her chest, compressed and tenderized by King's blow, and rolled to her side. Kicking her legs in pain, Soledad's frustrations were mounting. King was beating her ass like a drum, now, and the young fighter had to save her strength for an opportune time to make him pay for it.

King was showing off now, flexing his big gun as he looking down at her seeing shes hurt from his move and soon he attempt to drop his big elbow aiming right down at her chest that managed to squish right on her breast with big heavy impact hurt her really bad.

He chuckles a little and slowly off her body so she can roll around holding her chest while he stays on his knees looking right at her. Huffing a little as he reaches for her arm to pull her back towards him facing up, climbing to cover right on top of her and went to hook her leg over going for the pin, thinking as he assume she'll force herself to kick out and waste some energy.

"ONE!.............TWO!...................."