Chantelle Lafleur vs. Killer King

Chantelle rolled against the mat, her milky wait soft skin covered in a shiny layer of perspiration from the over exertion she had been forced to endure in this match. She sensed King coming in for her again, the brief hope that she might be able to even fight her way back up to her feet against this beast evaporating as she felt how much of a bad way she was in and how he was still fully fresh

Her head was grabbed and then her upper body relunctantly lifted up into a sitting position in front of tthe big guy, as she was pulled up to her feet, she wasn't even given the chance to straighten her body up, instead her head being forcefully stuffed between his thick thighs, her hands hooking around the back of his legs.

"n-no.." She weakily protested, her butt sticking up in the air a little as he bent over her and gripped her white thongs.. She could feel his bare abs and pecks against her back, the heat of his body washing over her as he gripped and lifted her up, giving her an unfortunate wedgie in the process that made her white panties slip deep between her butt cheeks and press on the front of her mound. Her cute soft rump bumped into the front of his mask as she was pulled upside down, a yelp leaving her lips from the sensation of her thong stretching over her lower regions.

Moments later they were both dropping, the top of her head being driven down against the mat in the sitout pile driver. A short choked cry emenated from the cutie against the side of his thigh before it was cut off by the slam of her head connecting with the mat. A deep thud resonated through her head while her neck also took the devastating impact of both their weight.. Her legs floped down due to gravity, her ass left sticking up in the air for a couple of moments before the blonde flopped to one side. Her head popped free of the sweaty embrace of his thighs as she slumped over on the mat, possibly knocked out by the manuever

King can feel her fabric of the outfit to use on to lift her upside down in the air and that ass just looks nice with barely even covered it when the outfit tucking in deep in her butt, soon he went for the move he wanted to do is slamming her head hard on the mat with a big impact of the piledriver, kept the hold of her bottom for a moment before rolling her off of him, let her laid out on the mat as if it looks like the little busty blonde might be out cold, but the dirty beast isnt done with her just yet.

"Oh that feels so good doesnt it? Probably not!" He still got to remembered this match is standard rules so he couldnt do anything dirty to the woman at all, not even crotch attacks either. The monster Killer King pushes himself up to look down over the defeated blonde just waiting to be pin and get it over with, but he still got more to show her his great skills of domination and his powerful moves.

The beast reaches down for her hair to pull the girl up even by force to drag up to his muscular body, grinding her face to let her feel him until he can take a good look of her face, placing his free hand on her crotch before switch from hair to pretty hot face into his vice grip, lifting her with both hands to lift up in the air, showing off his strength as he gripping her face tightly and not too much on the crotch, just the touch. "Wakey Wakey!"

Chantelle lay on the mat on her side... Her cheek rested against the canvas with one arm laying on the floor right in front of her face. Her body was curved almost into the fetal position, although her hips was just slightly twisted so that she was unintentionally showing off a little more of her wedgied smooth butt cheeks. After a second or two her whole body was rocked by a sudden deep shuddering breath, intaking air almost as if her body had momentarily forgotten to keep breathing and was now replenishing the deficit.

The ref girl dropped down to her knees to check on her, seeing if she was even conscious to be able to continue this match... But before she able to try lifting her arm and letting it drop to the mat, as was custom in this situation, King was on her again... The ref had to slink quickly out of the way as the beast reached down and grabbed onto her once lush but now rugged looking locks of blonde hair, drawing her up into a sitting position.

Her face was placed right against his front, from the sitting position she was in that meant her face went right against his junk... Unlike the last time when King had put her face in his crotch, this time she didn't have the strength of the sense of mind to hold her breath or turn away from it... Instead her arm drunkenly drapped around the otherside of King's thigh as her soft warms started seeping through the warm moist fabric of his attire, her breath puffing in and caressing around his cock and into his balls as she had no choice but to take in his scent.

He pulled up on her hair forcing her pretty face to grind up out of his crotch, her lips and noses clipping against each ridge of his firm abs and then moving up onto his thick but sweat covered pecks. Upon which time, King made a gap between them... Chantelle's glazed eyes showed that she was probably still on dreamstreet as he cupped at her girlhood and clutched his large hand over her face.. She let out a faint whimper into the palm of his hand, her own arms moving up blindly to try and instinctively elivate some of the pressure to no avail as he lifted her up

King putting her up straight in the air as he held her in place for everyone can watches her hanging out and unable to do much about it, he enjoys the feel of her warm crotch against his paw though in the other hand he kept it on her throat just to balance her. It wouldnt be long that the dirty beast got something in stores for the little jobber Chantelle.

"Ready for a big bumpy ride blondie?" He heave her up higher and low down, repeat again to lift for another time then once he lower her, King pushes Chantelle up high to send her flying! He wanted her to drop on top of his shoulders where he would catches her head and thigh, now the fun of putting this blonde into a world of pain.

King would quickly shift his body into a turn by her sexy legs then twist it back to the other side pushes her fine legs out in front of him, shifting to take her head tucking under his arm so that he can falls backward coming down to slamming her pretty face right down on the mat from such height, going for a big huge F5! "Hurgh!"

Chantelle still wasn't coming around, at least not fast enough.. She let out some half consciously incoherent murmurings as she was held up in the air by the big man showing off his strength against the small delicate girl.. After parading her around a bit, King shoved her body up into the air so that she'd come down across his shoulders... One arm hooking up around her head while the other slipped in between her legs to craddle her body in position.

From here the Mexican wrestler flung her up and around sharply, her body flying and twisting through the air while he used the arm around her head to help guide her down while he also fell backwards to the mat. There was a massive crash as both their bodies made contact with the canvas... King's landing was way more comfortable than Chantelle though, that was for sure..

Chantelle slammed face and bust first right into the mat hard enough that she sprung fully upright where she balanced precariously on the one knee for a split second.. The twisting moment making her body continue to spin as she turned and fell to the mat on her back.. Her arms flung out wide in the sprawled out position.. One of her legs lay flat against the mat while the other came to rest with the sole of her white boot against the canvas, her knee bent and pointing skywards... The impact her chest took with the mat had shaken her breasts enough to make her left hand nipple ride up right to the upper frilly rim of her white bikini top, mere millimeters away from an embarassing wardrobe malfunction... Her eyes were open now but looked vacantly off up into the ceiling lightly, looking like she didn't even know where she was right now

King loves using his power moves on the sexy opponent like her, testing out and see how her hot body reacts from impacts, from painful holds, from everything he would do to her. When he send her sexy body flying in the air and down slamming her hard on the mat, it felt good from the sound of her crashes and laid out on the mat leaving her super sexy vulnerable, a perfect position.

The powerful man beast slowly sitting up and feeling the burning pleasure of toying with the hot blonde, thinking now that she probably is too sore and weaken from the constant beatdown shes been taking, the monster walking right by he side and looking down, low growls as he inspecting her lovely body with sweats of his and hers mixed together. "Mmmmmmmm"

King rudely reaches down for the long of hair using it to drag Chantelle over to her knees until he can sliding her head down between his legs, the position he loves putting his opponents in. Then King would grabbing her bottom to wedgie up making sure she is standing even she doesnt want to, kept hold of it while using his free hand to slap her ass, both cheeks, humiliating her awhile he is preparing to make it worst to the poor jobber. "Oh yeah, like that babe? Huh?!"

Chantelle groggily rolled her head over to one side so that she wasn't looking glassy eyed directly up into the ceiling lights, sensing King getting to his feet and then approaching her close by, but unable to do anything about it.

Chantelle whinced and let out a soft whimper as her hair was again grasped and utilized for King's needs, her head yanked up off the mat and the rest of her body following relunctantly behind it. She was pulled up to her knees before her head was forced down and forwards, back in between King's thick thighs in a familar position... His hot crotch was against her back of her head and lush blonde hair as her hands tenderly pawed around the outside and back of his thighs..

His hand gripped on the back of her white thong, tugging up on it so that the material was again forced to stretch over the front of her mound while she was lifted up from her knees to her feet.. The slap on the ass sent her cheeks jiggling slightly, her waist sagged and she slumped weakly back down onto one knee again, showing just what a bad state she was in at the moment

King got her bend over with the pretty little head tucked under between his legs, enjoyed having her trapped with her outfit pulled up between those ass cheeks and slapping it too, he could see how pathetic this woman is and loving it, now that she is where he wanted, now its time to make her feel the world completely turned against her.

The beast then hunch over as he releases her bottom so he can hook her arms, one at the time with each yanks to pull it behind her, locking up but it isnt completed yet the horrible monster then leaning down some more to reaches for the back of her shapely legs, back of the knees to pull it up against those ample breasts and lift her upside down.

He pulls on her legs to spread it out and turning her to displaying for the crowd and cameras, showing such a view of her in more humiliations that he doesnt mind doing at all. Once he turning all 360 in every angles he can until he hop up with a quick spin, maybe 180 spin, before dropping down to sitout and spiking her precious head hard on the mat into his vicious finisher- Package Piledriver! "Hurgh!"

Strands of Chantelle's blonde hair stuck to the insides of King's thigh with sweat as she felt the big guy lean down over her.. His big oppressive body smearing more of the sweat from his abs and pecks down over her back as he reached to hook her arm up and then reached down even deeper to cup the back of her knee pits with his hands.

With a grunt, the blond was hoisted up into the air in the awkward position, her knees tucked right in close to her breasts and her white thonged butt sticking upwards just in front of King's chin. Her thighs parted so that the thong stretched over her mound in a wedgie was on display.

"n-no.." Chantelle whimpered, coming around enough to realize she was in a very dangerous position at the mercy of this beast "please.." but her pleas fell on deaf ears as even as she was saying this, King jumped up and spun around with her, coming down into the sitting position and driving the top of Chantelle's head right against the mat with a deep THUD. The whole of the young girl's body jolted and shuddered under the impact of the devastating package piledriver. In King's arms he felt Chantelle's hot body go limp against him, if there was any doubt if he had knocked her out with the first piledriver, there certainly wasn't any doubt about the second one.

The crowd booed and jeered at the use of such a move that seemed overkill on the rookie... chantelle body flopped over to one side but her head remained stuffed deep in between King's thigh, her neck and shoulder laying over the top of his thigh as the ref tried to get to her to see if she was ok.

King got her rolled up in his hold like holding onto her like a ball with legs spread out, she is very light and wasnt too hard to lift her until he takes the lovely woman down head first onto the mat into his finisher, the package piledriver, feeling her bounces between his legs and arms, he feels her shifted a little while the crowd heavily booing at the beast, but he doesnt care too much, though he cares to dominate her even more, wanted to make Chantelle extra tender.

"Not yet!" grunting as he pulls her with him still having her head wedge between his legs, rolling up on his feet dragging her with him where he should still have her arms and legs locked by his hands, but he releases her legs and focus on holding onto her arms to arch her over for him.

King would hold her arms as he turning his head to look around to see the crowd angrily at him for punishing the sexy blonde like this, like a ragdoll being toyed around without remorse, King doesnt care but having his own sick fun, quickly hop up and drop down on his knees to faceplant her hard into his other finisher- Pedigree! "HURGH!"