King's Hunting (Part One)

Its been far too long since he have been around here making huge name for himself before leaving the country, out hunting and continues to make various appearances from underground matches to main event to indies wrestling, especially dangerous ones too, nearly all of em he have raise to the top and been known as 'King of Monsters'. A new title he pretty much love for being the kind of person he is, still, rather not let his wrestling stills go to rust and his name rot, Killer King continues out hunting for opponents to face and crush em for his desire to sadist enjoyment.

Back to the wrestling league where he originally left is now back for special match, someone he is out to face for rematch that lost to long time ago, now his chance to face her again, not even sure whats her name is but looking at the pics of some hot biker chick, he remembers her booty. The beast is in the locker room (not his old one anymore) and getting ready to face her once again, planning to get even though he rather score more than one plus over her.

Once he got done and ready to go, King heading out from the locker room and out to the arena on stage, his music playing and some people remembered that music by surprise and quickly booing at the sound, some people doesnt know that music until King shows up on stage, seeing a large bronze man in his dark red trunks, black boots, signature black leopard mask, King flexing his arms and turning to face both sides as he roar as loud as he could, people remembered him well as notorious dominant against opponents, mostly female since its his favorite flavor, took on guys too but extremely rare.

King marching down the ramp until reaching the ring, climbing himself up on the apron and over the top ropes to get inside, he gesture the announcer for the mic so he could tell the world. "Its been so damn long since I last step foot here in the ring front of you LOSERS!" He could hear the crowd loudly booing at him in respond, then he continues after few seconds of them crying like babies. "I am here for a 'special' match, my REMATCH! I am here out hunting for anyone who I lost to and someone new for me to show em the ropes, either way, I am here today to kick some ass!" He could hear more booing and he continues on. "Now, tonight opponent, I forget your name, 'Booty Biker Chick', I am ready to own you, humiliate you, and the most important of em all...... DEFEAT YOU! Ready for HARDCORE MATCH?!" He then toss the mic over his shoulder that would be flying out of the ring, King standing at the center of the ring awaiting for her to show up, staring out at the stage, looking forward to make her his bitch.

A little while a guitar started up the tune "The Story of my Love" by The Model Sons over the loudspeaker. As the drums kicked into the track a motor bike could be heard reving up from backstage and a few moments later Kelli DiVanetti rolled out onto the top of the rampway with her motorbike

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The dark haired Italian was dressed in her usual wrestling attire, a full body set of black and red riding leathers that appeared to be suction tight, although her bust was just about visible in the V shaped opening of the suit where the zipper hadn't be pulled up all the way. She manuevered the bike over towards one side and then dismounted it so as to make her way down the rampway towards the ring.

Rolling quickly in under the bottom ropes, the Italian popped up to her feet and swung an arm across the front of her chest to give her limbs a quick stretching out. She glanced over at King's direction, snorted and then went about her business despite the fact that he was towering over her relatively petite height of 5"4.. She headed over to one corner to grip the top ropes in both her hands and give them a firm tug as the ref climbed into the ring shortly afterwards

King watching the stage awaiting for his first opponent in a long long time, eager to show how much he have improved and make good use of his skills on her sweet ass. Eventually, he could hear her music playing along with her appearance in that motorcycle bike, showing off her rides while in her tight full body leathery like outfit, covering everything up except her obvious ample breasts.

When she finally enters the ring seeing how small she is and almost forget how she truly looks in person, been many years since have took her on and forget what exactly happened between them, did he win or did she win? He couldnt remember at all... guess he better rewrite history, tonight, King destroy Kelli DiVanetti. Heard from the announcer.

King would back off to his corner pumping up his arms as he gazed at the busty woman in tights, awaiting for the bell to start, though its hardcore match, thinking it wouldnt matter, the beast is ready to go after her!

"I am ready to own you babe!" King taunts her before gesturing Kelli to come for him as he approaching to the center of the ring. He is hoping that the busty babe would come out at him, rushing or not, but either way, King would step forward, lunging himself to bring his big right arm out going to swing right under those breasts, using his rock hard bicep to uppercut them to smack it straight up to her pretty hot face. "GRRRR!"

Kelli was not about to be easily baited into rushing head long into a counter attack, despite the fact that she knew she'd need to keep the match fairly high paced to utilize her small frame and counter King's superior strength.

"Well you're gonna be waiting a long while." She snorted back at King's comment, clapping one fist to the palm of the other hand before moving them into a wrestling stance. She stepped forwards to meet her opponent, expecting he'd want to start off with a lock up grapple.. But as he moved in, he instead swung down deep and then up high, catching the bottom of her jaw with the top of his bicep in a European style uppercut

"Ugh!" Kelli let out as her head snapped up and back, stumbling back a couple of steps from the shot.

King making the good start of the match when approaching to the busty woman in leather with his hard European uppercut right under her busts and straight up to her lovely jaw knocking the biker chick back couple of steps, very good start he thinks. Love how he could see her head snaps back, chin up, and hair flies like that, that aroused the beast to do more ass kicking to Kelli!

"Thats more like it" He said, stepping in closer until he could reach for her left wrist to grab on while the other hand place up against her ample breasts, pushing her to lean against the ropes as far as he could, cause he wanted to keep his hand on those boobs. "Ready to run and shake your ass?!"

King tries to whip her hard to the opposite ropes so he could see that thick ass jiggling for him, awaiting for Kelli to bounces off the ropes and come to him, he wanted to try patting his same arm that uppercut her and tries again for another uppercut with force, like a clothesline but straight up to her breasts AND jaw! "GRRR!"

Kelli felt King's big and heavy body press into her small supple frame so that she was forced back against the ropes, she let out a soft breath of air that warmly caressed the surface of one of King's bare pecks as he grabbed at her wrist and put his hand on her boob. Then suddenly he stepped back and yanked her forcefully out of the corner into a run towards the opposite ropes, her tight ass wiggling just like he wanted under them black leathers

Kelli turned and landed back first against the ropes, bending them outwards before they catapaulted her back across the ring right towards King waiting arms. However that was where things started going not quite how he had wanted, as she came in close the Italian still kept enough sense about her to launch herself off of her feet rather than run straight into his clothesline. Instead she struck out with both of her feet straight towards his shin in something like a baseball slide drop kick... Trying to take the feet right out from under the big man and topple him like a giant redwood

King wanted to give her ample breasts another hard hit with an uppercut like before, so King thinks he would have Kelli up against the ropes and whipping the girl to the other side, watching her fine figures under the tight suit jiggling around before bouncing back toward him, he is ready to give Kelli another sweet, sweet European uppercut to her tits.

When Kelli is close enough for the dirty beast to smack her good, he swung his massive muscle arm up using the rock hard bicep to go for her tits, only to miss it somehow. "HUH?!"  She went down using the speed dropkick King legs forcing him to fall forward, a large monster topple right off his feet and hits the mat with his wide chest and leopard face. "UGH!"  The fall was bit stingy, his head bit dazed and tries to pushes himself up on all fours. "Nghhh.... damnit...."

The baseball slide drop kick seemed to work a charm, preventing King from carrying his devastating plans and instead toppling him down front first to the mat with a loud thud right beside the Italian Rebellion Hellion. Kelii let out a short breath that was in between relief and satisfaction as she quickly sat up and moved over onto her knees facing her much bigger opponent.

"More like it huh?!" Kelli growled down at him to throw his words back in his face, but that was not all she was planning to throw into his face... or rather have his face thrown into... Grabbing at the back of his mask with both of her hands, she pulled his upper body up off the mat and then aimmed to throw him down hard face first straight into the mat before climbing fully back up to her feet

King trying to recover after taking a big fall to his leopard face when his busty opponent Kelli avoid taking the uppercut to her tits and sliding dropkick to his legs, knocking him down hitting hard. Pushes himself up as he could not aware that Kelli that close to him grabbing the back of his mask and using it to whip his head forward, slamming his face once more with bit of force. "UGH!"

Head bounces off the mat like a basketball, groaning that doesnt expect to be going down nearly the start of the match, already grown angry with Kelli when taking advantage of the monster. " Stupid.... bitch!.... ngh...." Cursing her, still trying to get back up to his feet but would be easier for him to get a hold of the ropes nearby, using it to pull himself up since he felt a little off balance.

Kelli moved up to her feet only to look over and see King reaching out his arm for the lower set of ropes, looking to climb his way back up to his feet and back into this match. Not if she could help it.

Kelli reached forwards with both hands to grasp around the back of Kings head, forcing him to turn away from the ropes a bit and putting him into a siting position. Still holding one hand around the back of his head, she took a step back to ensure she'd get enough momentum behind her and then quickly lunged forwards, twisting her hips to really drive the side of her leather clad thigh and ass straight into the bigger wrestler's face