Clyde Gastin Vs. ??? (Heather Sunderland)

"Umffff..." Clyde groaned under Heather's stocking covered foot, feeling her toes wiggle against his mouth and nose as she taunted and teased him about her dominance and even... Claiming him!? The last bit made Clyde's eyes widen but there was little he could do until Heather finally stepped off him and left the cowboy to pant furiously along the mat while Heather walked away.

Her words instantly made him blush, talking about how he'd be under her ass? He coudln't allow it.

After a moment of laying on the mat, Clyde began to slowly rise on wobbly feet, struggling to breathe as he made his way to stand and looked at Heather, panting heavily before trying to march over to her.

"U-Uhh..." He groaned tiredly as his limbs dangled at his sides.

Heather took a long breath as she watched Clyde struggle to get himself up. She kept herself leaned back against the corner, just relaxing herself before finally seeing Clyde make his way fully up to his feet. She stretched herself out a little, pushing herself out of the corner as she slowly made her way over to him. "Feeling alright there? Having a little..issue with keeping yourself awake?"

She grinned slightly before she turned her body a bit. She spun herself in that slight movement, trying to spin a kick straight to the side of his head, attempting to take him down with a well placed roundhouse kick.

The dizzy cowboy couldn't help but oogle Heather as she breathed out, watching her body swell and tighten, her breasts swelling before she stood up and stretched her toned frame before slowly walking over to him, his heart racing as she did, screaming at himself to move despite being so dizzy.

"U-Uhh..." He groaned a weary response to her teasing words before seeing her body twist as she lashed out her leg and struck him right in the side of the head!

"Nuuuughhh!!!" Clyde's head tilted to the side as he was hit, eyes crossing as Heather's kick rattled his brain, his head wobbling on his shoulders before he dropped in a leap heap to the mat! Falling sprawled out on the canvas, groaning as his chest heaved up and down!

Heather winced just a bit as her foot collided with Clyde's head, watching him drop right after. She stood, straightening herself out before making her way over to him. She had the widest grin on her face, nearly strutting over to him before she bent over, reaching to grip him by his hair and pull him up to his knees.

"As you can all see! This thing right here is still head over heels for me! He knows damn well that he still feels that way as well!" She let out, trying to hold herself back from just laughing out loud as she turned herself around, still holding his head while pushing her ass just inches from his face.

She swayed it from side to side, looking back to see if his eyes were drifting and following before she slowly and steadily removed her hand. "Follow on your knees." She let out, slowly moving forwards, making sure to keep her hips moving in a bit of an exaggerated way, looking back to be sure and check if he would actually follow her.

Clyde was down on the canvas, barely moving as the kick took a ton out of him. Left barely in the fight, he watched Heather stand up straight and tower over him after sensually strutting her way over and grabbing his hair... Forcing the blonde onto his knees with a weak groan as he dangled in her grip before she spoke to the crowd who had to watch the fan favorite be presented so humiliatingly.

Heather's words cut the boy deep as Heather humiliated him, his cheeks flushing deeply as the truth was revealed to the world while Heather's skirted ass loomed right in front of his face, swaying left to right, making his glazed over eyes follow like a hungry dog. "Uhh..." His head waved side to side with each rock of Heather's hips before she released his hair and ordered him to follow.

Without a word, Clyde did, following Heather as he crawled on all fours like he were in a trace, watching the dark haired vixen's sensual hips sway side to side, downright feeling like a dog in heat as his cheeks flared brightly and his cock pulsed against his tights as if put under some spell, unable to resist!

When Heather noticed he was indeed following her--she couldn't describe how much that excited her. She snickered, her grin almost wicked as she continued her little stroll a little while longer. She just let the whole situation sink into Clyde's and the crowd's minds, feeling a crazy exhilaration rushing through her before finally she turned back to him, leaning over again as she pat his head a couple times in quite the humiliating gesture.

"Good boy. Give me a hug" She said teasingly, leaning down further to wrap her arms underneath his. She pulled up, trying to lift him up with her and start to squeeze as hard as she could, her breasts smooshing firmly against his chest if she could successfully get him into this position.

Clyde would have had his head down if he wasn't watching Heather's ass the whole time. It was degrading and humiliating, but he was too far mesmerized by his former lover to fight back and soon found himself stopping once Heather did, blushing heavily as she leaned down over to pat his head, wincing at the touch, feeling like a dog.

"H-Huh?" He wondered in confusion before he felt Heather's arms wrap around him and scoop him right up into a... Bearhug!? The crowd gasped as they saw Heather pull off the move for the very first time! Now she was carrying and squeezing the wide eyed Clyde before feeling Heather's arms squeeze him so tightly! Feeling her large, soft tits smoosh firmly into his chest!

"A-Aaauuuhh!! Ouuhh!!! H-Heather! Y-Your... Your breasts! F-Fuuck!!" Moaned the cowboy as his eyes glazed over, drooling from the corner of his mouth as he panted against Heather's lips, his thighs straddling her tight hips while his eager cock was pushed firmly against her taut abs! All the boy could do was moan in both pleasure and pain as he pushed at Heather's shoulders, feeling an uncontrollable arousal building while she squeezed the oxygen and fight out of him!

"O-Ouuughh!!"

"Ooh your breasts your breasts" Heather let out, mocking Clyde with her words before smirking wide. She squeezed as hard as she could, not faltering in the slighted from his complaints as she shook her head a little.

"I'm the one who should be complaining. You've got this gross thing pushing against my abs." She grunt a bit with her words as she strained her arms a bit in the squeeze, starting to shake her body side to side. She's definitely improved in her upperbody strength, more so to compete against her stronger rivals like Cecilia and Karina, but it was helping quite a bit in this match. Before, she definitely wouldn't have been able to prevent Clyde from pushing his way out of this hold, sure that before Clyde was definitely stronger than her when it came to upperbody strength.

"So you're clearly enjoying this. I know I'm not feeling incorrectly am I?"

"D-Dont make fun of me! Ouugh!" Clyde groaned as Heather continued to squeeze and taunt him, even shaking him around side to side! His body swaying and grinding with Heather, teasing his junk as Heather applied that tight bearhug!

"It ain't by...C-Choice!" Groaned Clyde as he gripped Heather's shoulders and tried to push away with everything he had, only to moan as Heather crushed and rubbed against him!

"It's not? Are you sure about that one?" She let out, snickering a little as she squeezed him as tightly as she could. She arched her body to lift him as fully off the mat as she possibly could, wanting to ramp in as much pressure and pain as she could, loving the feeling of crushing him in her arms. She could tell why the powerhouses seemed to like this sort of move. While she wasn't the best at it--it was definitely empowering.

"Listen to your ridiculous moans. You're loving this." She yanked the pressure in in little pulsing spurts, making sure his body was just getting those little surges of pain over and over.