Clyde Gastin Vs. Cheerleader Lilly (Complete)

Lilly stood there, watching him as he slowly started to move. And not only that, he was back talking her. He had a lot of guts to talk back to her, especially considering the position he was in. Guess I'll just have to give him more, she thought to herself. "Oh? You aren't are you?" she would say, replying to his words. "Well, we will see about that, won't we?" That said, she would walk up to him, going to grab a fist full of his hair, and pull him to his feet. If she managed to do this with no interruption, she would attempt to pull his head under her arm again, preparing for another DDT. She wasn't really knowledgeable about most wrestling moves, so she liked to stick with the few she knew. Besides, so far, they have been working pretty well against Clyde, so why should she stop now? "You ready for more pain, babe?" That said, if all goes well, she would go for the DDT, pulling all of her weight into it, hoping that he would still be too weak to fight back.

He was making this so easy for her! Lilly couldn't stop herself from smiling as she dragged Clyde back to his feet by the hair. He still seemed pretty out of it, considering how easy it was to bring him up, and tuck his head under her arm once again. "If you beg, I won't hurt you so bad," she would say as she prepared to drop him down on the top of his head again. With a giggle, she would jump up a bit, her arm tight around his neck. Her smile would continue for only a brief moment though, when she felt his head slip from her arm, and she ended up on her butt on the mat, sending a jolt of pain to go up her spine after hitting her tail bone so hard.

"Ow!" she would yell, rubbing her aching rear. Looking now, she hadn't realized how close they were to the ropes. Clyde was sneaky, and even in hiz half dazed state, he still managed to know exactly where he was in the ring a all times. Lilly couldn't fathom how anyone could do that, especially with how many times she had knocked him silly this match. Regardless, Lilly was in trouble. She was now down on the mat, with Clyde standing right above her.

Lilly couldn't believe how lucky he got, being close enough to the ropes to hold onto them, and stop her from landing the DDT. He was definitely persistent, and was going to make it difficult for her to get him as her little slave. She didn't mind working for it, but still, she was growing weary of his constant problem causing. Lilly would try to get up to her feet, and get away from him, so she could think of something else, but the chance to do that never came. Looking up at the last minute, she would see Clyde flying at her, and the wind would fly from her lungs as his strong arm would collide with her chest, just above her breast, forcing her to crash down hard onto her back on the mat.

"Ahhhaha!" she cried out, crossing her arms over her chest and kicking at the mat. This was the first time Clyde had actually struck her, as opposed to using submissions, or things like that. It hurt beyond belief, and brought a few small tears to her eyes. She hadn't expected him to actually lash out and strike her. Then again, she never really considered anyone would do that. Sure, she knew some people did that, but doing it to HER? He had nerve! Still, the pain from the clothesline, and the stinging hurt of trying to suck in a much needed breathe after having it all forced from her kept her from being able to know what was going to happen next.

Lilly, being in a vulnerable state after Clyde managed to counter her DDT, and because of that, she was hit dead on with a harsh clothesline, forcing a painful cry as she laid on the mat. Clyde was really strong, and when he put that much effort into his strikes, she couldn't believe how painful it was. Had he been holding back the whole time? He hadn't struck her once the entre time they had been fighting. He had gotten her into submissions, but no strikes. He must have been holding back. She knew it.

Even if he was, she was in no shape to be able to fight back at all. The clothesline had really taken the wind out of her, and left her vulnerable to him. He definitely seemed to know that, as she soon found his leg slamming down hard onto her sternum, forcing the little air she had from her lungs out. "Ahhh!" she shouted, crossing her arms over her chest. It was becoming very difficult to breath let alone fight back, and she didn't know what she was going to do.

Lilly, despite all of the pain she was in, couldn't shake the fact that Clyde continued to apologize to her after he hurt her even more. It bothered her to no end. Was he trying to be her friend, even though they were supposed to be enemies? She didn't want that! She hated him, and hated the fact that she was in a vulnerable position to him.

Still holding her arms over her chest, she let out a cute squeak when Clyde wrapped his arms around her and hauled her to her feet, squeezing her in a bearhug. His grip was tight, and the fact that her arms were now trapped between both of their chests didn't help at all. She couldn't escape his grip. And being so close to him, once again, she couldn't stop the blush from meeting her cheeks. Why does this keep happening? she asked herself as he continued to apply pressure, pulling a grunt from her.

Once he let go of her, she took the chance to take in a gulp of air. He had been so unrelenting, that she had no chance to catch her breath. And it looked as if that would continue. Clyde would quickly pull Lilly's head in between his legs. "Ghh!" The pressure he applied with his legs was enough to keep her firmly in place. He Was really pulling out all of the stops at this point, to make sure she wouldn't be able to fight back. "G-get off me you- NYA?!" When Lilly felt her panties being pulled tight against her butt, she blushed brighter than she had the whole match. The wedgie wasn't really painful, but it was embarrassing beyond belief. How dare he?! she thought.

In a fit of anger, Lilly would try to throw punches at Clyde's gut as hard as she could. If this managed to get him to let go, she would quickly straighten herself, and attempt to send a vicious slap across Clyde's face. She would make him pay for what he just did!