Clyde Gastin Vs. ??? (Heather Sunderland)

"G-Gaauh~! Hhhaauuhhh..." Clyde felt like a rag doll in Heather's grip! His body jerking and bouncing limply as his former lover arched herself and lifted Clyde's body higher! His knees bending at Heather's hips as she clung to the woman that was squeezing him!

"A-Aauuuu!!" His eyes fluttered and his breath grew quicker and quicker, panting heavily as he was crushed! Every single jolt and spurt released a cry and gasp from Clyde until his struggles began to slow and his eyes began to slowly roll up. "A-Ah...Ahh..A...H....Gh..." Eventually Clyde went limp in Heather's arms, his tongue loling out his mouth as his eyes remained rolled up and his body fell slack against Heather, completely limp and ragdoll! Completely KO'd by Heather's bearhug!

The crowd could hardly believe it. All they could do was gasp in shock as thousands of pictures flashed!

Heather squeezed him harder and harder, loving every bit of reaction that she was getting from Clyde in this hold she had him in. She took deep breaths in and out, holding and squeezing him before seeing his eyes starting to roll up back into his head. "Heh" She grinned wide, feeling him go totally limp in her arms, a feeling that was so empowering and filled her with a rush of excitement, chills running through her.

She released him, letting him drop to the mat as she rose her hands up in the air, all grins as she posed a bit with her boot planted on Clyde's chest, taking in the pictures from the audience and making the best of the situation. A long breath came from her mouth before she moved over him. She went to slam her ass as firmly down on his stomach as she could, aiming to wake him up from his slumber from being knocked out, snickering still.

"Clyde--I think you're just about ready to give it up, yeah?" She said with that grin on her face, moving to grab his wrists and pin them above his head, swaying her breasts a little with her movements on purpose, just loving messing with him like this.

Clyde had a few low breathless gasps as he hung in Heather's grip like a limp ragdoll before Heather finally released him, letting the cowboy flop to the mat in a heap! He bounced once before settling on the canvas, completely sprawled out as Heather stood over him, posing with her boot on his chest and her hands held high as the boy lay out cold at her feet while the crowd roared!

He remained unmoving except for the rise and fall of his chest until Heather dropped her ass down hard on him -- Effectively waking him right back up as his eyes and cheeks bulged. "BWWUMPHH!!" He jerked upwards as Heather's thick ass crushed his abs before he settled back on the canvas, sputtering and groaning in a weakened, dizzied state that could only moan feebly as Heather straddled him and pinned his wrists without a fight.

The next thing Clyde saw was Heather grinning down at him. Her face and lips so close, he blushed intensely but more so as the vixen began to sway her breasts! Poor Clyde's eyes could only follow the sway of her tits as he was still dazed by the Bearhug KO. His eyes were glassy and his mouth hung open with his tongue slightly hanging out, completely mesmerized by Heather's hot taunting.

Heather hummed slightly as she saw him just mesmerized by what she was doing, feeling like she had him completely at her mercy right now, unable to remove the grin that was plastered on her face at the position she had. She kept it up for a little while, making sure to tease him and make his eyes follow her around a little more before she was ready to go on the attack, thinking she had him completely in the palm of her hand.

"Enjoying yourself down there?" She said with a smirk before she moved to drop down as hard as she could. She aimed to smack him in t he face hard with her chest, slamming it down straight onto his face in his dazed state.

Clyde felt like a toy against Heather, being played with so helplessly. Any protests he wanted were destroyed as he found himself being mesmerized by Heather's swaying breasts, wishing he could grab them and...

"H-Huh?" He blinked as he heard Heather speak, seeing her smirk just moments before she dropped down and squished his face with her large, heavy tits!

"UMPHH!!" The cowboy's limbs flew out as he was smushed, his body giving a limp jerk twitching sprawled out under Heather after she dropped her heavy breasts on his face! Dizzying him further!

Heather lifted her chest up again, continuously slamming her breasts over and over down atop his face. She didn't want to make him pass out again though--considering it wasn't a way for her to win the match. She just wanted to daze him enough to start drawing the match to a close.

She shoved her breasts firmly into his face, making sure to lift her chest each time she felt that he was about to pass out, snickering all t he while. "Did you forget how to talk? Give up, Clyde. The match is over, clearly" She said with a snicker, fully enjoying herself still though.