Eliza Harenwood vs ???

Eliza had improved her skills vastly since the last time Clyde had stepped into the ring with her, the dancing passion had expanded her array of moves as time had gone on. Being able to bring her legs to use but also getting her arms brought into a match too, Eliza knew that a combination hold like this could wear down anyone fast if they didn't get right on the case there.

After being brought down by her killer kicks Eliza would usually seek to employ submissions to try and continue her gameplan, she huffed quietly as she focused on trying to keep a full grasp on what Clyde was attempting. She felt him trying to wrap his arms around hers and then attempting to get at her legs.

Eliza would try jockey for position here as she sought to try and lock the cowboy down by shuffling out of the side headlock with her arms in order to try and trap his arms into a full nelson as she slowly constricted his waist further and further. But Eliza wasn't subtle about her grapples, a thing she still needed to work on given her grandstanding offence approach in the ring after all.

“Aaaaauuh…. Huuughhh….” Clyde groaned in strained, breathy agony as Eliza’s killer thighs squeezed his waist so tightly that he was pretty much trembling between Eliza’s legs!

“Uuunnn…Haah haah…” He panted heavily trying to survive and was winding down weakly. And it only got worse as Eliza’s arms locked his and pushed his head into a full Nelson while crushing him tighter! Harder!!


“UuuuGhhh!!!” Clyde swooned, his eyes rolling up as his head was forced down, drool dripped from the corner of his mouth as his arms hung limply and his head bowed forward! Trembling and shaking as Eliza’s legs crushed his waist to tight that he was going ragdoll!!

Eliza had Clyde right where she wanted him now, the dancing passion was well known for her powerful striking game there which could bring anyone to their knees. She also boasted a rather impressive submission set also there, after all it wasn't prudent to just always kick you when you were down. Eliza had learned that sometimes it was best to put a tight squeeze on them!

Granted more than one woman or man in the crowd would likely be envious of Clyde's position there given the fans of the dancing passion were roaring in applause, Eliza had a steely and focused expression on her regal features there as she tightly squeezed Clyde's midriff there. "I have you Clyde! Do you wish to yield?!" Eliza yelled out as she squeezed his ribs tight!

"Uuhnn~!!" Clyde howled as Eliza's strong, stocking covering thighs continued to flex and squeeze on Clyde, keeping him shaking and trembling in the clutches of the dancing passion as she told him to yield.

"N-No...!" Clyde protested, his arms were taken but his legs were not and Clyde desperately kicked his legs out as many times as needed to pull himself and Eliza for the ropes to try and gain a rope break before Eliza's powerful squeeze took him out!

Eliza would admit that bending Clyde's body and possibly breaking his ribs was feeling nice, just a little! The dancing passion was not a sadist by any stretch of the imagination but his protests were ironically music to the ears of the British aristocrat! A sign of progress for her after all, still the cowboy was made of tough grit there and eventually Clyde would manage to get to the ropes and the ref prompted for Eliza to break her scissory prison.

Giving a low hum of annoyance at the fact that she was denied her prize Eliza would relent on her grip of Clyde's waist, proceeding to do a backwards roll there right into a flawless handstand as a show to the crowd of her elegant acrobatics. "Your certainly just as amusing as ever." Eliza wryly remarked as she did so, almost as if she had no care in the world.

Clyde felt like he was being snapped and broken in two by Eliza. Her powerful legs flexed so much that Clyde thought he would pass out until he earned a ropebeak that saved him.

He heard her hum and break the hold. Clyde looked back and saw the dancing passion roll into an elegant handstand that shocked Clyde! Her elegant display wowed the crowd and Clyde as she teased him called him “amusing.”

Clyde blushed with embarrassment and some humiliation.

“Amusing? I’ll show you then!” The cowboy declared, fighting through the stinging against his ribs as he rushed the hand-standing Eliza to clothesline her across her lower back.

Perhaps Eliza was a bit too confident in herself there, the dancing passion wasn't known for her grandstanding there but it might have been due to her confidence here. After all she knew Clyde's approach to combat well, not as much as some but better than most. The British aristocrat reckoned she could get away with that teasing remark, in fairness she could have said much worse based off what her fellow dancers would say to her back in her teen years.

Still it was clearly a case of compliancy as Eliza would be clipped with Clyde's counter attack once she got back upright from her handstand move, the clothesline would send the dancing passion for a loop and leave her a crashed heap on the mat there as she lightly groaned and could only ponder what led her to be put into that situation.

Sending Eliza down to the mat, Clyde went for her arm to try and haul her up before trying to whip the dancing passion into a corner!


He tried to follow her and splash her chest to chest with a body splash in the corner!!

Well Eliza was perhaps a bit too eager for her own good there, likely it was due to her confidence against the cowboy and her prior experience. But she was put right into her place there after nearly getting clotheslined out of it, Clyde would find little resistance from the British aristocrat there as she was sent for a loop to the corner that the cowboy sent her to like the herded cattle that she was.

Eliza only had seconds to process this fact before Clyde was rushing at her with speed that could arguably rival her at times, with him being a bull in a china shop and crashing straight into the British lady! Eliza proceeded to give a loud "Guah!" as she felt her chest cave in there before then slumping either down or forwards to the mat there regardless of the result as Eliza felt a brick wall just hit her!

"Hmph!" Clyde huffed as he felt his chest compact and crush Eliza. The two former lovers now mashed chest to chest after her crushed her in the corner where she slumped against him.

Clyde lifted her chin up with his fingers so she could look him in the eyes. "Still with me?" He teased before trying to hug her around the waist and then toss her overhead with a belly to belly suplex.