Kelly Conway Vs. Nikolette Tessla

Kelly groaned atop the turnbuckle after Nikolette situated her there atop of it. "Nhh..." She grunted with a red flush on her cheeks as she felt the mechanic's strong arms wrap around her, feeling her plump tits mash against Nikolette's perky pair as the stronger girl squeezed her so tightly, her warm breath caressing her ear.

The crowd was gasping in awe as Nikolette brought Kelly in a dangerous position. The blonde herself had been battered and bruised during the entire match and the weary Kelly looked over Nik's shoulder and saw the canvas, knowing she couldn't afford to be slammed like that!

Kelly did the only thing she could, hugging her legs around the top rope as she buried her face against Nikolette's shoulder, opening her mouth to sink her teeth hard into the brunette's skin! Shades of her mistress of the night!

Nikolette tugged but when she went for the suplex, she found that Kelly and herself didn't budge. She grunted and regrouped, trying to force Kelly off the turnbuckle when suddenly she felt Kelly's lips on her shoulder. She blushed and then scowled, opening her mouth to chastise Kelly another attempt to lewdly turn the tides.

However, when the teeth bore into her flesh, only a shrill cry came out. She jerked backward, shoving Kelly as she dropped backwards and hit the canvas hard. She only grunted, too focused on the pain in her neck as she rolled onto her hands and knees and writhed in pain. She hissed as she felt the teeth marks embedded in her neck and checked to see if Kelly had broken the skin.

The crowd cried out in sympathy as they saw Kelly suddenly bite Nikolette, hearing her pain filled, shrill cry as she dropped to the mat. Immediately the crowd showered Kelly with a hateful hail of boos for her horrible bite that the ref didn't get to see! Kelly paid no mind to the heat however, she wiped her lips and wearily peered down below to spot Nikolette, down on her knees.

Without a word or any theatrics, the battered and tired Kelly simply tried to stand on the middle turnbuckle and drop herself knees first across poor back of Nikolette!

Nikolette was still on her hands and knees when Kelly flew through the air. She didn't even look and when the knees slammed into her back. Her eyes bulged and she cried shrilly as she was flattened to the mat underneath Kelly. She writhed and cried.flopping about uselessly underneath the former champ.

The cry of the crowd was heard booming all across the arena as Kelly brutally flattened Nikolette under her knees, the shill cry earning various winces of sympathy as Kelly Conway slumped off to the side following her aerial attack on Nikolette, tiredly huffing out of breath with a small smile across her face.

"B-...Bitch..." She said, wiping her lips as she slowly pulled herself up to her feet with the aid of the ropes, trying to grasp Nikolette by her hair and guide the mechanic to her hands and knees, trying to make her crawl on all fours to the center of the ring, where the former champion would try to stuff her opponent's head between her thighs while the crowd desperately chanted for the Croatian fighter.

Nikolette! Nikolette! Nikolette! Nikolette!

Nikolette only groaned as she felt Kelly tug at her hair. The pain still seared her back and she was having difficulty dragging herself to her feet even with Kelly's "help." She walked to the center of the ring, trying not to lose her balance as she was embarrassingly dragged by her blonde foe.

Once more, Nikolette was stuffed between Kelly's thighs and her hands came up and groped at Kelly's rear as she tried to find the waistband of Kelly's tights. As if on instinct, Nikolette threw one of her legs around Kelly's ankle, hoping to block whatever Kelly had planned while she rested on her other knee and panted against Kelly's inner thigh.

"Hnnnnn!!" Kelly strained through her clinched teeth as she tried to lift Nikolette and practically 'kill' her with Phoenix Facebuster, but as she tried to lift, she found the Mechanic going nowhere!

"H-HEY! Hands off the ass, carpet muncher" Kelly spat as she felt Nikolette's hands groping her taut rear before Kelly tried to once again lift. "Rrrgghh!!" She pulled up but with Nik's leg coiled around own leg, she wasn't going anywhere! Kelly could only flush with anger at this failure as well as the feeling of her opponent's breath teasing her inner thigh.

With no option left, Kelly crossed her ankles on Nik's head to apply a tight head scissors, crushing the cheeks of Nikolette's face with her strong thighs before raining a hard forearm shot down over the center of her foe's back!

Nikolette was in an awkward position as she had her head tucked between Kelly's legs with one of her own legs wrapped around Kelly's. Her hands clutched at Kelly's waist band but as the forearms rained down, she dropped to her knees.

Each slam of Kelly's wing wasn't too bad individually, but the match was starting to pile up. She pulled her hands away from Kelly's waist and pulled them back, jamming them into the sides of Kelly's hips as hard as she could to force Kelly to back off a little bit.

If she could manage that, she would heave her heavy body upwards and try and aim a simple, close fist punch at Kelly's jaw. She just needed to keep up the offense and not allow Kelly to regroup.

Kelly was going to keep hammering her forearm down on the small of Nikolette's back as she fought for dominance against the Croatian until she jammed her hands into the former champ's sides and forced her back, stumbling just a bit before she caught herself and began to approach Nikolette once more, walking right into a hard punch that rocked her precious jaw!

"K-UGH!!" The crowd gasped as they heard the Crack upon impact. Kelly's head twisting to the side as sput flew through the air, her legs walking her backwards as she staggered into the ropes, hitting them roughly.

But Kelly didn't stop, she went with the momentum, and lifted her head, showing her determined daze. "Graaaahh!!!" She screamed as she charged at Nik with the intent of returning her own strike, throwing a stiff right hand across the jaw of Nikolette Tessla!

Nikolette smirked as her fist connected with Kelly's, making her stumble backwards. That was infinitely satisfying and as Kelly flopped, Nikolette could feel her heart racing through her pants. But as Kelly rebounded and threw her own fist, Nikolette's eyes widened.

The fist cracked across her jaw, her neck snapped and spit flew from her mouth. She stumbled backwards, nearly dropping to her knee but looked up and smiled. "Ya wanna box, Kel?" She said and launched herself at Kelly and aimed another hard hook at Kelly's face.