Locker room ambush! Killer King vs Stephanie Lawrence

As King tries to pull onto her chin while getting himself up into a sitting position, it didnt take long for this girl to escape from his grasp and slips right out from his hands, groaning from the disappointment that he forces himself up on his own without her. "Nghh... damn girl...."

While King getting up onto his feet, he could see this coming right at him with her knee aiming for his head, bringing his hands up to block it groan from the pain on his arms as he tries to slide his head between her legs using it to lift her up while grabbing onto her smooth legs, hoping to get up before slamming her down back first over the wooden bench. "HURGH!"

Stephanie moved in fast footwork in order to strike his head again as King was kneeling. But, for the pink-haired girl's surprise, her opponent got a damn fast reaction! Widening her eyes, Stephanie got her knee blow blocked.

"Ghh!"

Before the girl could go for another strike, King's head slid under her crotch, and, grabbed by his hands she got lifted above 6'.

"Nooo! Ahhh!" screams Stephanie, desperately, seconds before having her back slammed brutally over the hard wooden bench with a loud, cracking noise of wood.

"Ghhaahh...ahhhn...." moans the pink-haired girl, feeling her back painfully burning after suffering such a violent move. The girls watching scream as well. The air was knocked out of her lungs...

...but, being a woman, Stephanie's pain threshold was far superior than men's. She breathes deeply and, moving herself up, glares at King with a fierce look, to the audience's surprise. Truth is, her back was damaged pretty badly, but it was still in shape for more. "Ahh...gha...you...gotta do more...than that..." she says, panting and feeling a sting on her torso.

She readies her guard, deciding to stay on the defensive for a while and wait for a chance to fiercily counterattack if he gets close enough with a palm strike to his neck.

King blocked her striking knee and getting himself between her legs just to lift her up and slamming the poor girl right on top of the wooden bench which it made a loud sound cracking of the wood which clearly, hurting this girl pretty bad and easy for him ripe for the picking. Looking down at her as she glares at him still no sign of afraid of Killer King but soon she will find out one way or another, hearing her words he responds. "Oh want some more?.... fine by me!"

He was hurt but feeling better when he 'transfer' the pain into her instead, grabbing onto her hair to pull her up while getting this pink hair girl to face away from him and getting her back drape across his shoulders while one hand down on her throat while the other between the legs holding onto her smooth thigh, jerking both down to arching her backward into his Torture Rack, just letting her back crackle if it does and surely hearing her screaming in pain. "Hurrgh!"

Stephanie stares at King, but now that he was moving against her, she didn't have the same space as before to freely move. The striker girl wasn't in advantage when fighting with her back against the wooden bench, and her back was hurting from the impact she suffered. Still, she would not be afraid and stood on her ground, staring fiercily at King.

The big wrestler closed up the distance and moved in to grab hold of her. The pink-haired girl quickly fired the palm strike, but perhaps the pain was making her movements slower and not precise, as King avoided getting hit, making Steph widens her eyes as he grabbed the long pink hair.

"Ahh!" she screaks as she gets pulled and draped across his muscular shoulders, and the girl knew just what would soon happen. She had to get out of that dangerous situation. Striking for his head would seem the natural choice, but Stephanie had an idea. It was a strip match, and by taking her that high he gave the girl a golden chance: his mask was now in reach for her hands, and so Stephanie wasted no time, and aimed to take off the leopard mask with sweep quick movements.

King was getting the upperhand right now after slamming this pink hair bitch down with his Spinebuster right on top of the wooden bench which nearly breaks in half and really hurt her for sure, he tries and attempt of pulling her up and draping the sexy babe across his shoulders into a Torture Rack, aiming to weaken her back with a pull on her chin and thigh but what happen next he should of thought about it and it was too late.

"How'd you like th--- hey! LET GO!" He felt his mask getting grabbed on and he always wearing a mask not really showing what he looks like, he was about to let go of her but then that what she wanted him to do so he kept hold of her throat and thigh but that hand moving from her thigh and up between her legs to get a good grip of her crotch just to show whos boss, while shes grabbing onto his mask he going to do something really painful for her.

"I said LET GO BITCH!" He would try to fall to the side where her head is aiming to drop her head first on top of where she was slammed onto the wooden bench, going for a Reverse Death Valley Driver to slam her head right onto it and maybe, maybe she'll go through it too. "Hurrgh!"

It was a golden chance for Stephanie, but the pink-haired girl attempted to seize it too eagerly, seeming to have think that she could do it fast enough... she heard his angry growling, but felt a hint of despair on it. Decided to take it off, she ignored his anger and continued to try to pull it off his head.

"No! I'm gonna take it off!" said the girl, groaning as she was trying to find a way to take the leopard mask, She grabbed its base and then began to fiercily pull it up, ripping some of the fabric and almost getting halfway to take it off when...

"Aaahh!" Stephanie just had time to cross her arms over her head as she felt crashing on the wooden bench. The crackling noise of wood echoed some more, almost breaking the bench in two...as well the pink haired girl's arms, who got hit in the fall and now where hurting like hell.

"Ghhaaahh!" cries Stephanie, down in the ground, holding her hurt arms and slowly attempting to get to her feet again, realizing that she just made a terrible mistake by attempting to strip him while in such a troublesome position.

King can feel his mask slowly ripping slightly from this annoying pink-haired girl which shes on his shoulders backward and soon stopping her from ripping any further by falling to the side and drive her head first right on the wooden bench to finally breaking it apart in half.

He slowly gets up on his knees to adjust whats left of his mask, furious from the face it was easily ripped by her and she deserved to get put through that devastating move and slamming her on the bench, looking at her to see shes trying to get up but really hurt from the move. "Grrr... Im going to mess you up even more bitch! Time to fuck you up!"

Breathing heavily and reaching over for her hair to pull up thinking shes too weak after that move, pulling her head down between his legs then reaching over for her arms to hook it behind the back and hopefully to jump up to drop down on his knees to face plant her into his finisher- King's Pedigree! "Rahh!"

Stephanie felt crashing on the bench, and the pain on her arms was really awful, it felt like they were broke... hopefully they were just hurt, but still they were really sore. The girl's heart was pounding fast, both in adrenaline and the stress caused by the wound, pumping more blood to her muscles and making she sweat. Still, getting back to her feet wasn't as easy as it should be, as now her arms were damaged and she would have to use her legs only.

King, probably noticing her difficulty, went to 'help' Stephanie getting to her feet...by roughly pulling her hair! "Ghahh!" the girl groans as her opponent pulls her long pink hair. It was a wake-up call for the Canadian: she knew how dangerous was to get hold by King, and the moment urged for a reaction. Maybe the leopard-masked wrestler tought that his move connected perfectly and Stephanie had hid her head, being dazed...but Stephanie was about to show him that she was still pretty counscious:

"Let me GO!" she screamed, firing her knee right at King's crotch with fury.

King took down this pink hair bitch with a pretty brutal driver sending her down through the wooden bench and breaking it in half, it would seems a perfect chance to end her for sure and well, things will get lucky for this animal with her for sure, just as he grabs her by the hair and about to set her up for his finisher he got an unwelcome surprise in store when she suddenly strikes him in the crotch with her knee, still conscious and full of it. "UGH!"

Letting go of her hair and slowly turning away before dropping down on his knees, clutching his manhood that she strikes it yet again almost wanted to tears out of his eyes under his black leopard mask but he sucked it in and just growled in anger but stunned from the blow, the girls in the locker room were surprise how she was able to save herself from total defeat, he would love to beat other bitches up but right now, focusing on the one pink hair girl once he could recover and get his hands on her that is. "Fuckin.... ugh....!"

Well, that mask was just too troublesome to take off! It almost costed Stephanie the fight...and other things too, so the girl decided to give up on taking it as he was down on the ground, dazed by the low blow he just received.

"Hah...hah...I bet...that mask is your treasure... isn't it?" she said. "It's so damn stuck in your face..." she got to her feet and clutched her arms. It seems that stripping King first would be not the better strategy, and she would have to weaken him further. She was getting really tired, and could feel that the match was taking its toll on her bigger opponent as well, so she would have to finish it off quickly.

Getting up, she hears the cheers of the girls watching, and then she kicks up his crotch once more. Then one of her friends yell: "Stephanie, catch this!" and threw a shock weapon to the girl. Stephanie grabs it, and then looks to the downed King. If they were in the ring or if it was against other opponent, she wouldn't use it...but she was fighting Killer King, the infamous man who destroyed several girls, and she couldn't go lightly. There was just too much in stake.

"I'm sorry, King. Time to nap." she said, turning on the shock weapon and shoving it against his belly, aiming to paralyze the man and end their fight.