Ren faces nearly certain defeat!

She laid there flat on the mat, almost flattened into a pancake by the leg drop, though as she was scooped up helplessly by him, she started shaking her head, but it was too late, as she was stretched over his knee in a painful backbreaker, flailing her arms uselessly as she screamed out in pain...she couldn't reach the ropes, and even if she could there wouldn't be a rope count. The only way that she could think of beating him was if she got help from somewhere, but she hadn't done a very good job at making friends yet...she ruled that one out for now as a slim chance. She couldn't tap out either...well, she could, but it was way too early in the match. Would it probably save her life if she did? Yes...but she hadn't tapped out to many wrestlers. Maybe eight...she didn't plan to make that nine.

"Hurrrgh! Give up or should I continues to fuck you up?! Hurrrgh!" King ruthlessly pressuring Ren in white and red wrestling outfit version of some shrine maiden, he easily arching her backward over his knee and doesnt seem she can get out of it, not able to pushes against the heavy forearms of his and the strength behind it. Can hear her screaming from the pain and its so nice for him to hear.

It wont take long for King to keep her there, he would remove his forearms off her and grabbing her collar to peel Ren right off his knee, standing up together. He tries to pull her backward to slide her across his wide shoulders where he would squat to get her laying. Hoping to grab her chin with one hand and her smooth thigh between the legs in another, lifting her up and continues another kind of backbreaker, the Torture Rack! "Hurrrgh!

She just laid there and screamed out in pain, unable to fight back against him...she might be able to hit a low blow, though, but as he then grabbed her and dragged her onto his shoulders in the Torture Rack, she had very little she could do. She continued to scream in pain, though she then got a crazy idea. She tried to wrap her arms around his head, one arm tightly around his throat and the other moving into position for a sleeper hold. It was the closest thing she could think of that would get her off of him...

King gotten her up and began to weaken her back, pulling down to her chin and thigh stretching her once again to messed up her whole sexy body in that fine looking outfit. King stretches her out more and more until he felt her arms going around his neck attempting to choke him in her sleeperhold, but wonder if she can hold it longer enough to slow him down?

"Grrrrr think you can hang on?!" He shouted at her to make sure Ren can hear him. He would move near the turnbuckle where shes facing the corner, moving his hand off her thigh and palm up under it, trying to pushes her legs up to flip her off his shoulders, aiming to slam her stomach right on top of the top turnbuckle pole like taking a heavy uppercut to the gut. "Leeeeeeet GOOO! HURGH!"

She managed to get the sleeper hold locked in, though as he spoke she quickly glanced around as he moved towards the turnbuckle. As he tried flipping her off of his shoulders, she'd grab onto his head and twist herself in mid-air so that she fell to the floor instead, dragging his head down to try to slam his chest against the ropes. Even if her grip slipped on his head, she landed feet first on the floor of the arena safely and moved towards the barrier to try to take a breather.

King tries to take the girl down hard with a lift and slam, like a reverse fireman carry slam to the top turnbuckle metal pole to knock heavy wind out of her if he could have Ren land on her stomach. Except that his plan backfired when his little opponent counter his move which he thought her back was messed up enough to make it hard for her to move around, but wasnt enough to slow her down as she pulls onto his mask bringing down right on the rope that bounces him right off and down to the mat. "UGHHH!"

She winced a bit in pain as she landed. Was her back hurting? Yes, but it wasn't quite messed up that much, even after that backbreaker and the Torture Rack. She stood up against the barrier and tried recovering as much as she could. "What the hell was I thinking, going into this match..." She mumbled to herself, rubbing at her back a bit and watching him the entire time...

King groans as he didnt expected that to happen to him, slowly recovering after his head went down on the rope that whiplashes him to the mat stunning the beast. He would slowly getting back up to his feet clutching his throat, coughing and gasping bit of air before he could finally stand up and figuring out where the hell is she since his mind is bit disoriented.

She just stood there and slowly recovered, staring at King as he looked around in the ring with a grin on her face. This was giving her plenty of time to rest her back...

King recovering a little bit after that drop on the rope like that, he soon found out where his opponent is outside of the ring seem to be recovering. So King taking his time to try slipping outside between the ropes to get down on the outside floors, standing near the ring apron of course.

He would start walking closer and closer hoping he could get close enough to reach for her hair trying to pull her back against the apron, leaning Ren back so that the beast can open his free hand out, flat palm and aiming to swing down hard for one hard hellva smack to the chest right between the breasts.