Clyde Gastin Vs. Kozue Kaburagi

Clyde gave Kozue a few more jolts over his shoulder before hearing her cute defiance. He certainly admired and respected her spirit!

"I can always go harder, babe." Muttered the cowboy cooly before suddenly dropping to his knees preform a hard, impacting backbreaker from his over the shoulder carry, letting that hard jolt sink into Kozue's back before letting her flop off his shoulder and crumble to the mat.

Kozue actually tried to get out another taunt, but Clyde’s steady jolting convinced her that her oxygen would be better used for more important thing. Like breathing.

Up and down, up and down, up and down she went, body flopping about in the hold, until Clyde put an exclamation point on it with one, final, excruciating drop. Kozue couldn’t hold back the cry on that one, and she immediately fell to the floor on her back, not feeling anywhere near the hot shit she’d been just a minute ago.

With a hard grimace on her face, Kozue once again tried to roll for the ropes, looking to put some distance between them. It was a damn slow roll, though.

After dropping Kozue with that wince inducing backbreaker, Clyde stood up and towered over the new jersey hottie and saw that wasn't in any condition right now to move much.

"And here I thought ya liked it rough." Muttered the cocky cowboy as he went over to grab the sides of Kozue's head and begin to pick her up, turning her towards him before guiding her towards the center of the ring with her body bent over before trying to stuff her noggin between his spandex covered legs, half tempted to reach over and give that perfect ass a nice swat.

Wrapping his arms around Kozue's tight abs, Clyde put his chest to her abs and with a grunt, tried to lift Ninjette right onto his shoulders, grinning up at her before trying to slam her down hard in the center of the ring with a Powerbomb!

Kozue just rolled her eyes at Clyde’s little joke. She’d kind of set herself up for that one. ”I do,” She quipped back as he caught her and kept her locked in the ring. ”Gotta play hard to get, though.”

As he got Kozue and lifted her up, the New Jersey Ninja decided to make Clyde work for his powerbomb. She drilled him hard in the head with a couple of quick elbows as she was hefted up, but they didn’t stop the inevitable from happening - she came down hard, hit the mat flat on her back with her hair splayed all about.

The devastating move left Kozue writhing on the floor, flopping about as her back continued to absorb punishment. After a few seconds of it, she laid still on the floor, softly breathing in the supine position.

"Jus' my type." Quipped the cowboy as he raised Kozue onto his shoulders with a mighty grunt! "Hn! Augh!" But the moment he did, Ninjette met him with a flurry of elbows that battered his brow! Each hit making Clyde's head bounce back a bit as he was struck over and over, but he fought on and endured before flinging Kozue down to the mat!

Ohhhh!!

Cried the crowd as they watched the New Jersey Ninja's body bounce harshly on the mat, seeing her flop about with her hair messily scattered until she was just laid out in the middle of the ring with Clyde leering over her, unable to deny a sense of power in physically dominating such a hottie, it was sensual in its own way as he saw her all sprawled out with her fit body breathing in and out deeply. But he was no sadist about it.

Clyde dropped to his knees and grabbed Ninjette's ankles before walking forward while in a hunched over position, folding Ninjette's legs right over her body, his abs right up against her ass as he tried to finish her with this Jackknife pin, while the crowd hooted and hollered.

Clyde wasn’t exactly a power wrestler as far as Kozue could tell, but then again, she wasn’t exactly a heavyweight. Few girls and even fewer men weren’t capable of dumping her the way he did, though she doubted everyone would’ve had the kick and punch that she put on it.

He had her laid out and folded up, and the referee was quick to drop in for the pin.

1…!”
Kozue didn’t budge.

”2…!”

”Trap card.” Kozue shot up and broke the pin, but that wasn’t all she did. Clyde’d been so gracious to put his head near her legs, so she might as well make the best use of the situation.

Kozue’s legs wrapped around Clyde’s neck, trapping him in a forward scissor, trying to drag him down to the mat and squeeze hard.

Clyde pushed down on Kozue's shoulders while looking at her peaceful face, noting that she was quite the pretty girl, moreso now that he was so up close to her. Flawless face, full lips and...

"-Shit." Suddenly she snagged him, feeling her impressive legs suddenly coil around his head and squeeze! "Nnnnhh!" Clyde groaned as he gripped Kozue's legs before flopping onto his side against the mat, feeling her flex tightly!

"A-Auuuuhh..." Groaned the cowboy, looking at Ninjette from between her legs as the scissors locked tight on his neck! Stealing some air from his lungs.

Scissorholds weren’t usually Kozue’s thing, but the way this one was working, she might have to work on improving them. She had Clyde snagged, nice and tight, getting some good force with her sinewy legs. If the cowboy knew a way out of it, he hadn’t played that card, yet.

Looking to make his stay between her legs as uncomfortable as possible, Kozue slid her right leg down and tucked it behind the knee of her left, going to the figure-four position and ratcheting up the pressure. She grabbed hold of her ankle with one hand, using it to lock the hold in, and made sure her other hand stayed busy.

”Give.” She threw one punch in his face. ”The hell.” One more. ”Up!” And one more, to grow on.

"M-Mfff..." Clyde's face was mashed a bit against Kozue's inner thigh, his breath no doubt tickling the V of her crotch as she put the tight squeeze on him. He could say he finally got somewhere he wanted to be and that he should enjoy this.

Too bad she was squeezing his head like a grape!

"H-Hnkk!" Kozue tucked her leg and the cowboy winced as the scissors only got tighter around his neck, holding him still and trapped as he watched Kozue's hand rear back and...

"UGH! Bwugh!" With Clyde's head so tightly secured, his face just took each strike one after the other. The first one ringing his bell as he felt her knuckles dig into his cheek, making his eyes cross. the second one crushing his bottom lip against his teeth, tasting blood as his face went a little numb before the other struck him so hard across the face he nearly blacked out.

"Guh.."

His head dropped limply between her thighs as much as he could before he revived in a blind, dizzy haze. Growling though hazy vision as he searched from the hem of her shorts, rough hands sliding brutishly along her thigh before he gripped her shorts tightly, trying to rise to his knees with Kozue in tow, tasting blood in his mouth as his growls were mashed against her thighs.

Kozue was getting a few boos from the audience despite her popularity, starting up the second she began pummeling Clyde in the face. Hitting people while they were in a submission hold was kind of an unspoken taboo, but she frankly never understood why. His face was right there. Her fists were free. Why not pummel him?

Made sense. And to Clyde’s credit, he took it like the Grade-A champ he was. He took each punch, and even though it looked like his lights were getting a bit dim, they weren’t going out anytime soon. In fact, it looked like he was hulking up.

”Whoawhoa-” Kozue’s upper body fell back as Clyde started to rise up once more, gripping her tights with a solid grip. He seemed determined, driven even, to rise up. Impressive stuff, really. Inspiring.

But she could be stubborn, too. As Clyde rose, Kozue arched back and powered down harder than before, putting as many muscles as possible into the effort, getting every ounce of power out of her thighs.