Heather Sunderland vs Killer King (Complete)

Heather shook her head, gritting her teeth as her body took quite the nice hit right there. She groaned out slightly, stumbling a bit as she slowly went to pick herself back up. That corner post wasnt a joke--it felt like it could have almost broken her back--but luckily she was alright.

She pushed herself to her feet fully before King rammed right into her gut, causing her eyes to widen. She grunt out a little, forced hard into the corner--spittle shooting out from her mouth as she coughed and gasped for air after that hit.

King rushed right towards to Heather who is resting against the corner while shes trying to recover as she could but it doesnt help much as the vicious monster comes ramming her hard slamming his shoulder to her gut.

Keeping his shoulder wedge to her stomach as he kneel down pressing his big shoulder in while shes trying to breath. "Had enough? I know Im not done with you yet!" Using his big body to block her view, using his left hand to put around her waist lightly hugging, moving Heather out from corner a little so he can use his free arm to swing up slam his hard bicep right between her legs, smack her crotch since this match is legal for the low blow!

Heather shook her head a little at his words, whining out against the corner. "Kh..h-ha--stupid if you think I'm anywhere close to being done either." She let out, forcing a little snicker from her mouth before she felt him lock his arm around her waist. She squirmed and struggled with him a little before she was pulled out from the corner--eyes widening at the feeling of that low blow.

"Nghk!? S-seriously?!" She let out, wincing a little, shaking her head as she squirmed to try and slip away from him.

With a good low blow to smack that crotch of her, everyone he face must get at least one hit to the crotch by King, just something they can remember him by. He would slowly get back up to his feet and moving his hands up to her head as he pulls her away from the corner and thrust it down under his arm.

"Grrrr..... time to knock the light out of you!" King trying to reach down for both of her legs and lifting the woman up on his shoulders, spread the legs apart to compress her body so she knows how it feels by a powerful man beast. Once shes up, he would quickly drop down on his ass to impact her neck and balling up her body into his Muscle Buster! then would let her go right after.

Heather was a little stunned he would have went for a low blow--but this being anything goes she couldn't blame him she supposed. Do anything to win, she's got no problem with that honestly when it comes down to it. She just knew she was in trouble when she felt him pull her away from the corner and bring her head under his arm.

She yelled out a little as she was lifted up like that, eyes widening at the feeling of the position she was in. She gasped out a little, squirming a bunch before he dropped down onto his ass like that, rocking her body quite a bit with that Muscle Buster. The jolt just rushed through her body like crazy, spittle again coming from her mouth as she lie there on her back, sprawled out from the move.

King executed his deadly finisher on the stupid bitch Heather, putting her down by his Muscle Buster on his shoulder before letting her go so she can flop onto the mat where she belongs, laying and out cold!

"HA! Huff.... down you go." He would slowly turning around to see her body laying there, shaking from the impact as King crawls to her hot body to barely lay on top of her, hands on the mat felt like he knows shes done for good, just now awaiting for the referee to count for the pin.

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

"Heh.... its over jobber!"

Heather was taking deep breaths in and out on the mat, staring up at the lights as she tried desperately to just regain herself. Her vision was faltering a bit from the brutal finisher, feeling King crawl over her body and go for the pin.

She gulped hard, pushing all her strength she could in her body. She heard that count start--get to two--and then finally--just as the ref was about to bring that hand down for the third time, Heather kicked her legs up and twist her body to get her shoulder up at the last possible moment. She took deep breaths in and out, head spinning as she lie back down after breaking the pin, snickering just slightly as she was able to keep in this.

King was pinning her down but not using his whole weights on her since he thoughts, with cockiness, he could just pin her without much trouble even after that brutal finisher, the sexy move on women with their legs spread out of the Muscle Buster.

Unfortunately he didnt expected that Heather kicked out just before the three count to break up the pin, King was shocked about that as he looks down at her while on his knees, panting and growling bit annoyed and angry to see her snickering, that pisses him off.

"GRRRR! You know whats funny? Top rope piledriver for you bitch!" He shouted at her, reaching for her long purple hair to pull her with him as he backing up to the nearest turnbuckle, slowly climbing up trying to drag her with him until he could get himself standing on the top ropes, carefully. Once he could do that, King would pull Heather hair until she climbs up and tucking her head between his legs, prepare to regret on not losing right there and then.

"Ha--nh--I-I don't see what's funny about that" She responded, wincing hard as she felt him grab her by the hair. She cursed under her breath, panicking slightly as she couldn't get her body to respond fully to what she wanted yet. She could be in quite a bit of trouble if she didn't figure out some sort of way out of whatever he was going for.

She gulped hard, squirming in his grasp before her head was shoved between his legs, yelping slightly as she realized he was setting her up for the exact thing he said. She squirmed and struggled around, pushing and prying at his thighs to no avail at the moment.

"Oh you dont? Well, I see it funny because, you're going down and splat!" He respond to Heather before he could finally climb up on the top turnbuckle with her head tucking between his legs, felt she is struggling to get out even after that vicious Muscle Buster, surely that move really worn her out so much that she couldnt possibly be able to escape from this.

So King decided to gloat a little longer, placing his one hand against her back, slightly rubbing down to feel her fine ass while the other hand does the cut throat gesture, getting ready to execute Heather for good! Then King leaning down to get his arms around her waist so he could try hoisting her upside down, showing where shes heading before he could hop off the turnbuckle and coming down on his ass to impact her thick skull to the mat for the Top Rope Piledriver!