2v1 Mixed Doubles v. William Castur

Once again William found himself looking up at Augusta who was sitting on his face. The crowd roared as Augusta proposed that there would be more to come. "Geh...ufff." He mumbled from under her, trying to push her all the way off of him. To add to the humiliation, his opponent made a display of humping his face quickly before finally getting off. Will would get to his feet as soon as his foe's rear lifted from him. "Hmmfff...where are you running to?" He called after the woman as she tagged Spencer in.

It was back to business as the tag was made and Spencer entered the ring. Will now had to worry about dealing with a larger opponent for the time being. He didn't want to give the other wrestler too much time to think about what to do however and would quickly approach and aim a kick towards Spencer's ribs. He was hoping what people said about being bigger and falling harder would hold true.

Lord Spencer readied himself for the attack by William, he knew what was coming, given that he had tried it before in the match. Waiting for the right moment he tried to grab the foot but it connected and Lord Spencer let out a gasp as it winded him somewhat

"You little..." he cursed under his breath. It hurt and he knew immediately that his sister would be taunting him. At times he really wish she would get her ass kicked to knock some sense into her, but he also looked after her, and loved nothing more than beating down a rival so she could humiliate them

Lord Spencer padded away along the ropes still bent over slightly and clutching his rib cage. "Oh brother, do you need me to beat up the uncooth fool for you? Lady Augusta was off letting her mouth run. Not only that but she picked up her riding crop and swiped at William with it

William grinned as he struck Spencer. Despite the other wrestler having the height and weight advantage, the bartender was still holding his own. Even better, he was doing decently well. He now literally had Spencer on the ropes and didn't intend on letting things improve for the 'royalty'.

"You keep that thing away from me." William told Augusta. He had no desire to see the riding crop being used. At least not on him anyway. He wouldn't mind using it on Augusta to knock the arrogant woman down a peg. That would have to wait though. In the meantime he turned his focus back to Spencer.

The bartender would grab Spencer's arm and try to whip him across the ring and towards the opposite ropes. Finding himself back on the offensive, Will would charge after his opponent, looking to clothesline him soon after he rebounded off of the ropes. If all went according to plan, the bartender would be standing over his opponent triumphantly and showing him that Spencer's 'higher class' did nothing for him.

Lord Spencer was winded and needed time.

Thankfully his sister was all too happy to help out with the distraction that worked. "Pathetic!" She called out, it was aimed at William's attempt to sass mouth her, but then again it would also possibly enrage Lord Spencer.

As the male wrestler was whipped across the ring, he felt the ropes at his back and bounced off them expecting an impact. He saw the clothesline and ducked at the last moment, immediately coming to a stop behind William and readying himself.

If it all went to plan, the bartender would undoubtedly turn and when he did, Lord Spencer would unload a superkick aimed right for the Bartenders chin. The male wrestler was looking to soften up William for the kill so that both Lord Spencer and his sister could put on a show of double teaming.

William didn't seem to be having much luck today. His attempt at a clothesline was easily dodged, leaving him in a bad spot. As he overshot, the bartender stumbled forward two steps. Just as Augusta had said, he was feeling pretty pathetic after that move. He turned around both to see what Spencer was doing and to yell back at his sister. Before he could retort though, William was met with a hard kick right to his chin. "GAH!" He yelled out as Spencer made a direct hit.

The bartender was sent stumbling back, finally falling back against the ropes. He would drape his arms around the top rope to steady himself. Quite dazed from the kick, he shook his head to try and rouse himself and focus again on Spencer who by now was most likely up to something.

Lord Spencer wasted no time in pouncing on William. Frankly the bartender annoyed him in this match not least because he dared to even think he could compete with the Pennington Siblings. The upper class wrestler reached out and got a handful of the bartenders hair giving it a sharp tug. "Right you little runt, it's time to end this!"

He whipped William across the ring hoping that the bartender would be groggy enough to not resist, immediately following up by running after him. When William turned taking the turrnbuckles at his back, Lord Spencer would look to jump and splash right into him, using his weight to crush the smaller wrestler.

If this wasnt bad enough, the corner was the Pennington's corner which could only mean it was a perfect set up for their double team finisher, Lady Augusta would be jumping eager to tag herself in at any moment.

"Ahhh owww let go!" William yelled, not appreciating being held by the hair. "Nnnng shut up..." He mumbled. It wasn't much of a comeback but the bartender wasn't really in a position for one. The smaller wrestler was soon tossed towards the other side of the ring with ease. He braced himself against the opposite turnbuckle and quickly turned to try and face his opponent.

Spencer was quick to follow up, not giving William a chance to react as he jumped up and slammed his body right into Will. "Aaaarg...damn it!" The bartender cried out as he was crushed between his foe and the turnbuckles. Afterwards he would lazily slump down and try and catch his breath in the corner.

Lord Spencer gave a gasp as he felt the impact, but he knew William would be a lot less cocky after that. Right on cue, Lady Augusta reached and was tagged in, quickly getting into the ring with a huge grin on her face, "And now it is time to end you little man!" she taunted, giving a nod to her tag partner.

The man duly responded by reaching down to grab Williams hair again and yank him to his feet. Lord Spencer would unload a kick into the bartenders ribs to make him bend over, not only to set up their double finisher but also to pay him back for all those rib kicks he had given him in the match.

If it all went according to plan, William would find himself bent over, his head hooked by both Lord Spencer and Lady Augusta's arms as they sandwiched him between them, a hand each side of his trunks, ready for a double suplex.

William reluctantly rose to his feet. "Ugh...Little man?" He groaned. Being larger than Augusta he was a bit surprised by the choice of words. The bartender soon felt a sharp pain in his side as he was kicked by Spencer. "Aaarg!" He cried out before he doubled over and held his ribs. Things were not looking good for William as he found himself bent over and sandwiched between both of his opponents.

The bartender would try to hit Augusta in the ribs but found himself unable to get a good punch in. At the moment though he could do nothing more than cringe as they wrapped their arms around his head and brace for the inevitable impact that was soon to come.

With William bent over and the Pennington's gripping his head there was no place to go much to the delight of Lady Augusta because she knew what was coming. This was the moment in matches she loved, working with her brother to finish a rival. Lord Spencer made the first move giving a grunt as the pair bent their legs a bit and hoisted the bartender up so he was vertical. Admittedly it was hard for Lady Augusta due to her lesser strength, so Lord Spencer took most of the heavy lifting.

"Time for a grand slam!" Lady Augusta gleefully shouted out to which the crowd responded. In some ways it was a shame for William, he never really stood much chance, given how the Pennington's would cheat at any given moment. The pair decided to end William's effort in this match by dropping back to complete the double suplex.

After the impact, Lord Spencer quickly moved to straddle the bartenders tummy, trying to make sure he reached for Williams hands to hold them down at his sides. "Hey runt, time to wake up, Lady Augusta has something for ya...." The pair laughed and Lady Augusta simply watched on savouring the moment, casually patting her bottom much to the crowds delight.

Lord Spencer continued his speech, ".... remember when I told you my sister was gonna pin you again....?" He grinned now, simply waiting for the moment to dawn on William about what comes next.