Eliza Harenwood vs ???

Eliza was squashed there in the corner and was between a rock and a hard place here, that being the corner and Clyde there. The dancing passion was in the midst of trying to reboot her router there and was unable to offer a significant retort to Clyde there not properly defend herself from the cowboy's next attack!

The next thing she or the crowd knew the dancing passion was being flung across the ring with a belly to belly suplex with the British aristocrat going for a ride! "Guack!" Eliza yelled as the ring shook from the impact and it left Eliza a crashed out mess on the mat, this wasn't looking good for the Harenwood and she might be looking up at the lights from the way this was going!

Tossing Eliza down and seeing her a crashed out mess with her hair splayed out, Clyde stalked over to the dancing passion and tried to lift her up by her arm before yanking her close! His chest mashing against her breasts as he tried to lift Eliza up suddenly and squeeze at her waist with a tight bearhug in the center of the ring!!

“Rrrghh!!!”

Clyde growled? Giving the passion a few bounces to really rev up the pressure on her body if he managed to capture her !

Okay this wasn't good, Eliza was trapped in a tight bearhug by Clyde. This was one of the worse positions a fighter like Eliza could be placed in, however to those in attendance there was no doubt many a fan who wished to hold the British aristocrat in such a manner. Still Eliza was far from finished even at this length of the match, the dancing passion was going to be putting her experience in the ring to good use there.

"Ghnnnn......You won't be able to hold long Clyde....." Eliza muttered through clenched teeth there, suddenly her legs would shoot out and around the cowboy's waist while in the bearhug and she'd attempt to apply the powerful thighs that made her an icon in Tension. The power of which would no doubt be all too familiar to the cowboy.......

"Hmm..." Clyde smirked as he flexed on Eliza, though, he blushed at their contact. IT had been a while since they were 'like this' and Clyde had to admit he was little worked out being chest to chest with Eliza but it didnt stop him putting the squeeze on her!

He was ready to keep ramping up the pressure on the lovely Dancing Passion when her legs snapped around his body, those goddess thighs quickly crushing him!!

"A-Aahh!! Nhhh!! Uuwahh!!" Clyde howled as he stumbled and shook in Eliza's grasp, his ribs already wounded by her early body squeeze, Clyde was left a moaning mess as Eliza put the crush on him again!!

Clyde was in it now, in deep there as Eliza was putting her most prized possessions to great use in a submission hold of her own. The cowboy's strong arms embracing her versus her aristocratic thighs that were crushing the air out of his lungs to boot, Eliza was all too familiar with him there in a past era. However here Eliza was putting her full competitive might against the cowboy and making him feel the squeeze.

Eliza's face was contorting between pain and determination, she debated trying to headbutt Clyde but decided to double down on her use of her powerful thighs. To try and force Clyde to his knees there, if she managed to accomplish this Eliza would attempt to slip underneath or try to pry out of Clyde's grasp and attempt to try and tackle him down to the mat there and get the game back down to the mat there!

Clyde's bearhug was pretty much shutdown.

"A-Aahggh..."

He couldnt squeeze Eliza anymore as her powerful thighs literally crushed the fight of out of him! Leaving him a sputtering, shaking mess as she flexed her long legs around is body, crushing the air out of him! This left the boy vulnerable as Eliza flexed harder, bringing a groaning Clyde to his knees, feeling blush with humiliation as he was brought down and then tackled!!

"GAAH!!" A Surprise move that Clyde didnt see coming, Eliza took Clyde down and the cowboy was flattened and sprawled out by the dancing passion's sudden tackle that left him all out in the center of the ring.

Eliza's legs were powerful weapons, they could strike your head off with a clean blow and also choke out your airways by the neck or in Clyde's case by the ribcage. Already Eliza could hear, feel his breath rattle in his ribs, Eliza was no sadist but that sound always signalled progress to her. Her forehead was dripping with sweat now at this point, her corset becoming damp from the exertions that this match had brought on. Despite her moniker of dancing passion only a select few could make her feel this way, Clyde being among them!

Eventually the dam burst and Clyde buckled under the pressure, Eliza would give a rather cute yelp there as she was made to go down with him due to their close proximity. Still Eliza panted quietly nearby the cowboy, but she could eventually catch her breath and wince at her soreness. "Y-You sure know how to crack them.....mr gastin....." Eliza muttered, spotting the ropes nearby a crazy idea bubbled in Eliza's mind.

She'd get on her hands and knees, seemingly weak but then slowly inching into a running start. Then Eliza would try to bolt to the ropes, leaping as she did to try and bounce her legs off the middle one and leap into a lionsault right onto Clyde!

Clyde was sprawled out under Eliza after she tackled him down, drenched in sweat as his body was soaked and his cheeks burned red, he groaned as he felt her breath on him as his body ached from having his ribs constantly punished by the dancing passion. This trend seemed to continue however as he witnessed Eliza take off for the ropes and then leap off !!!

"GWWUUGHH!!" Spittle would fly in the air as Eliza came soaring and falling into him, crushing Clyde with enough slamming force that his body jerked up, arms and legs in the air as he coughed a mighty load before he settled on the canvas limp and sprawled out, groaning under Eliza as his hair covered his eyes and his head turned off to the side.

"Ggh....Huuh..."

Eliza's acrobatics were often a sight to behold in the ring, even when the match had prolonged and she was likely battered and bruised the dancing passion could still be counted on to make some explosive assaults kept in reserve. Case in point this was very much one of them as Eliza drew awe from the audience with her explosive yet elegant lionsault, crashing straight on top of the cowboy with a heavy thud!

The British aristocrat would groan quietly to herself, clutching at her side there and sucking in air through her lungs. Wordlessly Eliza would try to move to get properly on top of the cowboy and hook one of his legs, attempt to go for a pin attempt there. She knew the grit that Clyde had, she wasn't sure what to think right now. Her body simply moved on autopilot.....