Dog Collar Match - Clyde Gastin Vs. Mia Kay

Dog Collar Match

Both Wrestlers are placed on opposites ends of a Thin Metal Chain that is attached to them via a Leather Dog Collar that is fastened around their necks, keeping them in close physical proximity.

Win by Pinfall or By Touching All Four Ring Corners In Order Without Stopping. If you are stopped then the count resets. No Submissions. No Disqualifications. The Chain can be used as a weapon.

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Saturday - 10:20 p.m. - Kyoto, Japan - AFW Tension Arena Complex

Tonight's episode of AFW Tension was about to reach it's end and draw to a close tonight, but for the infamous scallywag brawler from Texas: Clyde Gastin, the show was far from over, as he sought to get a piece of the in ring action tonight despite not being on the match card. He was One-Hundred Thousand Dollars in debt to Dr. Chesna Matu and needed the cash to pay it off as soon as possible in order to move on towards the life that he planned for himself and his beloved fiancee, Heather Sunderland to one day have. With the debt out of the way, Clyde knew he would be free to build him and Heather a house and could raise a family without any financial worries whatsoever.

But maybe Clyde was getting a little ahead of himself at the moment. Being a Father was a big responsibility that he was honestly afraid to undertake even though Heather had often told him that he would make a great Father. While Clyde wasn't in much of a rush to start growing up and raise a family, he was indeed eager to get his debt out of the way, which prompted Clyde to be a bit more active in wrestling than ever before in order to be free from the enormous hospital bill that he had obtained following his 30-day stay in the hospital after being shot by an unknown assailant. Either way, Clyde wasn't going to let his stupid bill plague him any longer than it was already, tonight he was pulling overtime.

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Leaving the locker room where he had been preparing himself backstage, Clyde would finish pulling up his cowboy boot before making his way through the backstage hallways while his theme song: [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7QF_n7aGogM:ohg1yzdo]"Nothin' To Lose" by Rebel Meets Rebel[/url:ohg1yzdo] began to play throughout the arena, which was filled up tonight with a sold out crowd who would release a mix of both boos and cheers as they heard the blonde haired Texan's music play while gray smoke began to cover the entrance stage as the song went on and Clyde stood backstage until the drums kicked in and the song fully began.

With the sounds of drums and guitar fully blaring throughout the arena speakers, Clyde Gastin emerged from the dark entrance tunnel, stepping out into the smoke covered stage with a sly grin, wearing his usual attire of a White T-Shirt, Blue jeans, brown gauntlets and brown cowboy boots under a brown trenchcoat and cowboy hat. Clyde then began to make his way down the entrance ramp, going towards the ring, taking the steel steps up before going through the ropes to step inside the ring and then grabbing a mic from a staff member before turning towards the entrance stage.

"It's Saturday Night and Clyde Gastin's itchin' for a fight! I might not be on the match card tonight but I honestly don't give a damn... I got bills to pay and an engagement ring to buy for my girl! So whoever in the back wants a match tonight... I'll take ya on... Man or Woman, I don't give a damn! I'll take ya..." Clyde would say as he spoke into the mic and addressed the locker room backstage, giving an open challenge to anyone who wanted to face him in a match tonight.

As if on cue to answer his challenge, a series of fireworks exploded from the walkway as a heavy rock music blasted it's way throughout the arena, signalling the arrival of a new challenger.

Walking out from the entrance dressed in nothing but a white mini-skirt along with pale green tank top that left her stomach exposed, Mia made her way out of the entrance with a mic in hand. Her purpose here?

Why it was none other than to stir up trouble for him. Mia had been itching for a fight for a long period of time, but she never got her chance, so today she was in a particularly bad mood today, and when a chance like this presented itself, no way was she missing it.

Imagine her glee when she found out that his reason was because he was fighting for a girl. Seriously, guys and their hormones. He probably never thought it through properly. She mentally smirked to herself as she made her apperance.

"I'll take you up on that challenge Lover boy. With that said, you should start preparing your hospital fees rather than a silly ring with that slutty girl of yours. Frankly speaking, I'm quite surprise, I never imagine that there would be a guy desperate enough to fall for someone like her." She laughed as she started walking down the walkway, all the while always looking at him. "Meh, I bet she probably was so desperate that she would throw herself at the first guy that came her way, I can understand that." She would finish her final insult as she made her way into the ring.

After Clyde finished giving out his open challenge, he would find himself surprised by how quickly it was answered, ending up a bit startled by the sudden explosion of fireworks from the entrance stage while someone's entrance music began to play, earning a small grin from Clyde, who was more than happy to see someone taking up his challenge. However, Clyde would later end up raising an eyebrow when he saw that it was Friction's Mia Kay, clad in a short tank top and mini-skirt that quickly caught the attention of Clyde for a moment before putting more attention back on Mia as she spoke out and accepted his challenge.

However, as Mia continued to speak, Clyde's grin would fade into a slight frown before he ended up giving Mia a stern, bitter glare as she went on to mock his desire to buy an engagement ring before later going on to insult Heather by calling her a slut out of nowhere and then declaring that Clyde was desperate for falling for someone like her. After saying all that, Mia burst into laughter right at the same moment Clyde's blood began to boil with rage as he heard this girl mock and insult him and his lover.

Hearing her next batch of words only began to piss Clyde off further as she then declared that it was Heather who was desperate for falling for him since he was the first guy who came her way, which was actually true and while Clyde wasn't about to believe that, part of him always did question how Heather came to care for someone like him. But to hear that from Mia was the worst thing for the cowboy to hear.

"You don't know what the hell you're talkin' about, ya stupid cunt! I don't know what the hell your deal is with me or Heather but you're about to get one hell of an ass whoopin' for talkin' trash about Heather like that! You wanna fight!? You Got one! Just name the goddamn match..." Clyde would let out as he growled into the mic while Mia stepped into the ring.

"Ooo...festy aren't you? Very well than." She accepted his challenge as she slowly turned around and walked away. She stepped out of the ring for a brief second so as to reach below the ring and slowly pull out something from within. All the while she slowly and seductively waved her hips around, trying to gain some fans while at it. She may have appeared meek or fragile, but she was far from it. She didn't mind shameless acts, she just wanted the excitment.

After several moments or so, she finally pulled back and took several items with her. It was a leash coupled with two sets of dog collars. She waved it about like it was a toy as she stepped back into the ring to face the cowboy. "Well than Mr Cowboy, how about a strap match if your feeling confident?" She offered him the challenge, now it would be up to him to decide if he was going to accept it. Truthfully she had never done a strap match before, but her pride wasn't going to let her go.

If she made a bold challenge, she was going to live up to it. After all, she had defeated several other guys like him in the past, she saw so no reason to back down from him just because she insulted his girl.

"Come on than, take up the strap and leash yourself if you accept, or is the whining cowboy just going to run back to his girl of a whore?" She would taunt him, hoping to anger him further.

"Oh I'm a lot more than Feisty, alright!" Clyde would snap back at Mia after hearing her statement before she got out of the ring and fished out something under there, all while she slowly moved her hips around in a seductive manner. If Mia hadn't insulted Heather, Clyde would have definitely been watching Mia's sultry hip movements and enjoyed it just as much as the crowd. But he didn't care about that now, he didn't care if the fans were going nuts over the way Mia swayed her hips with that mini-skirt on. Clyde's only thoughts were to teach Mia a lesson for insulting him and his loved one like that.

Eventually Mia got back in the ring and waved around a chain leash made of metal that had two dog collars at the end of it, greatly surprising Clyde who stood there with his arms crossed, clinching his fists tightly as he held himself back from attacking Mia right there. Instead he would wait and hear Mia's request a strap match, which was apparently making use of dog collars. Clyde would remain silent as Mia set up the match type, keeping his arms crossed as he glared her before emitting an even deeper scowl as she mocked him yet again, calling him a whining cowboy and Heather a whore, Clyde's blood was boiling at this point as he clinched his fists tightly, oh so ready to deck Mia out right there for saying things that were completely untrue about his lover.

"Shut your mouth..." Clyde would mutter with a hateful scowl while he grit down on his teeth before he removed his hat and trenchcoat, throwing them both outside onto the arena floor before snatching one of the collars from Mia's hand, placing it around his neck while The Ref-Girl came up to Clyde and began to help fasten it for him while another Ref-Girl came up to Mia, ready to do the same for her and get the match underway.

"You're dead for when that bell rings..." Clyde would growl as the Ref-Girl attached the collar.

"When the bell rings? Don't give yourself so much credit." She huffed. Though it was bad to do so, she didn't mind angering him somemore. Since an angry target is an easy target. "People like you are so easy and fun to beat down. You pretend to be tough by getting angry and picking fights." She laughed at him as she put on her collar. She pulled the metal strap and noticed something. "Wow, it's actually a metal chain that's crafted so thinly it's like a strap. Who would have thought." She whistled in appreciation.

Clearly she had just brushed Clyde off without a second thought, deeming him a none attention worthy opponent as she examined the chain. She made no reaction whatsoever as the ref-girl fastern the collar around her neck. She tugged at it several times or so to test it's stability. "It's a little tight, but I can still breath." She stated as the ref-girl stepped back. A few seconds later she raised her hand and the bell rang.

For Mia's first move, she would suddenly pull on the chain with all her strength, hoping to take Clyde by surprise hoping to make him trip forth so that she can execute a sweet-chin music towards his chin aiming to deliver a powerful kick.

As Mia continued to talk away and mock him further, Clyde would barely hear it. He didn't care how much Mia wanted to insult him even though it irritated him quite a bit. Clyde was more enraged by her insults towards Heather than anything else and it was all Clyde thought about while the collar was fastened around his neck. Everything that Mia had said about Heather was completely false, she was no whore, and she sure as hell wasn't a slut.

A lot of people in the AFW had the tendency to sleep around or get intimate with others, but Heather never did that, she was actually the one who taught Clyde the meaning of love and got him to stop fooling around with other girls. Even when people tried to take advantage of Heather sexually, she didn't give in and always resisted. To hear Mia call his future wife a whore and a slut and then laugh about it was unforgivable. Clyde had to make her pay.

Once the bell rang, Clyde quickly grabbed the chain and jerked it back as fast as he could right as Mia did, causing the chain to go stiff as the two wrestlers pulled on it, most likely pulling their heads forward a bit but would otherwise remain still as they tugged at eachother.

"Surprise, surprise." Mia would state as Clyde apparently thought up the same thing as she did. Apparently the two pulled the chain together at the same time, but being bigger than her, he was able to overpower her. The excess force actually dragged her forward, causing her to stumble. But she refused to let him get the better on her so easily, and so as she stumbled, she quickly regained her footing as quickly as possible.

But even if she did, she was within striking distance, and that made dodging hard. Still she had an idea, she would quickly spin around and leap forth, attempting to smash her ass into his face as quickly as possible. Since they were chained together, she was confident that his chances to roll away or dodge were very low.

Mia may not have taken part in this kind of match before, but that didn't mean that she was ignorant or anything, she knew what were some of the problems and disadvantage of this kind of match.

Clyde's scowl would turn into a light smirk as he saw that Mia had the same idea as he did regarding the chain, but of course Clyde would find himself to be the winner of the little tug of war as he manged to overpower Mia's pull and drag her forward, causing her to stumble, prompting Clyde to raise his arm and pull it back, preparing to clothesline Mia hard as she stumbled forward towards him.

But to Clyde's surprise, Mia was able to regain her footing, spin herself around, leap forward and slam her ass directly into Clyde's face. "Guhphmm!" Clyde would let out as he felt the fabric of Mia's skirt cover his face before her rump slammed his face, feeling her skin trace along his lips as she crashed into him, sending Clyde stumbling backwards into his corner, slightly dazed by the sudden hit, flustered slightly after having Mia's ass press against his face.

Barely able to keep herself steady, she quickly followed up with the movement as she spun around and back slapped him across his face, if that worked, she would than continue to slap him again and again across his face. She had no interest in taking him down so quickly, and so she continued to slap him senseless taking advantage of the dazed condition he was in. She wanted more than victory, she was going to humuliate him first before she took him down.

Off course the slaps didn't hurt that badly, but embarassing it would be. Somewhere she hoped that he would actually cry out in embarassment and forfeit the match as a result.