Tension Hentai #1 Contender Match: Lilly Vs. Clyde

Clyde was either really brave, or really stupid. She wondered if he even remember the beating she gave him in their last match. She was leaning more towards no, considering how much damage she had done to his head. It was amazing that he got out of there without a concussion. Which was disapointing, really. She Lilly would have to see to it that she made that happen this time. No amount of punishment was going to be enough to get her revenge on Clyde.

Before she even had a chance to respond to Clyde's words before he ran at her. Figuring Clyde was dumb enough to go for a charge first thing in the match, Lilly was more than ready to take it, but her eyes end up shooting wide when the cowboy went for a slide instead, his legs going around hers in a well practiced manor. "Wah!" the cheerleader shouted as she fell, face first down toward the mat. Thankfully she managed to get her hands out in front of her for the most part, so she didn't take too much of a hit. "Damn you Clyde!" she yelled at him, trying to crawl away a bit and get back to her feet before things got too hairy.

"Whoopsy daisy!" Clyde let out as he managed to trip up Lilly and send her falling forward, grinning was he made the cheerleader take an ungraceful fall to the mat. Clyde didn't expert her to be hurt much though and didn't find it at all bad that she managed to protect herself a bit. It was just an opening move.

Clyde's plan was to rile Lilly up and anger her then use that anger to make her sloppy and easy to beat. The big downside was the angrier she was, the tougher and more violent she was too,

"Many have, dear!" He called to her jokingly before trying to pounce towards her and land on her back pressing his chest against her lowerback and his abdomen against her rear, trying to press her down flat on the mat and hook his arms around her waist.

Lilly hated being embarrassed more than anything. And more than that, she hated being embarrassed by Clyde. But it seemed that he already was managing it. After his little show with the shampoo and soap, the cheerleader was already angry and frustrated as hell, but now she was down on the mat, before she could even make her first move. If she was mad before, well, she was furious now. She wasn't going to let Clyde get the better of her so easily. Not this early. Not ever for that matter.

When Clyde leaped at her, Lilly was determined to make sure he didn't keep her on the mat, in his clutches. She needed to get back to her feet, and fast. So, before he could land on her, Lilly would quickly role out of the way, and scramble to her feet, hopefully far enough away from Clyde so that he can't just come at her again.

But just running away from him wasn't going to be enough. She had all this frustration, it was time to let it out. If Clyde was still down on the mat after trying to jump on her, the blonde would rush at him and go to stomp on his back as hard and as fast as she could. That is, unless he got to his feet already.

Clyde hoped to set Lilly up for a German suplex if he managed to grab her. It was one of his favored moves and he remembered Lilly being hurt by it last time, so he planned to the mess with the girl some more before planting her into the canvas below. Easy plan... But he didn't catch Lilly.

Leaping at Lilly, Clyde missed and hit the canvas on all fours instead. "Crud." He let out, turning his head to see where Lilly had rolled off to, she was quick and NOW running right back at him!

"Yipe!" Clyde let out in exaggeration as he tried to roll to the side to try and dodge Lilly's stomp, feeling the mat quake against his back as he felt that hard stomp. It made Clyde gulp a bit. It reminded him not to get too cocky with Lilly.

If Lilly didn't chase the cowboy down, Clyde would try to roll back onto his front and spring back up to his feet to be ready for Lilly. But if she stayed on him, he was stuck on the ground for a moment at least.

Lilly, after thankfull managing to get away before Clyde got his grubby hands on her, got to her feet and glared down at the cowboy. She was swiftly growing tired of him, and his annoying habit of... annoying her. With that in mind, she planned on putting a stop to it. She went right after him, hoping to send a stomp down onto Clyde's back, but he managed to dodge it, lucky for him. Unlucky for him though, Lilly wasn't about to give up. Not in a million years.

"You aren't getting away from me!" she would shout, keeping on him and not letting him get away no matter what. This time, instead of trying to kick his back, she would try to kick at his head, remembering just how much damage he had taken from her last time the fought. His head was hard, but if she kept on it, there wasn't much he could do when he was fighting a headache.

"Yes I is!"Clyde let out with a slight grin as he gleefully butchered the English while rolling away from Lilly and her stern stomp that nearly struck his back, back onto his hands and knees, about ready to spring back up before he noticed a pair of fair skinned legs still chasing him.

Clyde braced for impact. Knowing he didn't get away.

"Gaah!" Clyde let out as he felt Lilly's foot smack into the side of his head, knocking him to the mat, rolling onto his back, clutching his throbbing head, wincing from the pain he felt. "...Not again... Can't let her do this again. I might not be so lucky this time around, man" Clyde thought to himself as he held the side of his head, wanting to avoid a repeat of last time. Knowing that Lilly was a mean striker and that several blows to the head could put him out of the match and maybe even in a hospital bed if he wasn't careful.

"...Mercy dun' know squat... Lilly fuggin' hurts." He added while trying to turn his back to Lilly while on the mat.

Seeing Clyde basically run away from her brought a bit of satisfaction to Lilly. The fact that he couldn't just stand up and fight her like a man just proved to her that she was the dominant one of the two of them, and Clyde was just the whipping boy who was going to take a major beating before the night was over.

With the opportunity there, Lilly sent a vicious kick straight to the cowboy's head, knocking him down to the mat and onto his back. Lilly's plan was simple, just like last time. Smash his head enough so that fighting back was going to be hard, then she could easily have her way with him. "What's wrong Clyde? Is the cheerleader too much for you?!" she shouted at him.

Not wanting to waste this chance to make him hurt even more, Lilly would walk over to him and try to sit on his back, making a careful point to drop all of her weight down on him as hard as she could. If she could get on top of him, she would go to grab his arms and drape them over her knees before applying a camel clutch, wrenching back as hard as she could.

Dazed by the hard kick he took right to his skull, Clyde was in a state that rendered him temporarily defenseless against Lilly, still trying to shake off how rattled his brain was at the moment. Despite that, he could still hear pretty well, and Lilly's words only made him grit his teeth. Like he needed to be reminded again that a cheerleader was giving him trouble.

"Oh no... Just givin' ya a freebee is all..." He muttered while still clutching his skull, not seeing Lilly approach him, stand over him and suddenly DROP herself onto his back. "Guaah!" Clyde let out as his eyes went wide and his body arched up, slumping down after the slam. She wasn't heavy, but the force of it still hurt.

"Nononono..." He protested quickly as he felt his arms being grabbed and draped over her knees, unable to stop Lilly from grabbing his chin and yanking back hard to apply the camel clutch! "Gaaaaahh!!" Clyde howled as his neck and back were painfully wrenched, leaving him to shut his eyes and grit his teeth as he was forced to endure the harsh pain, unable to escape at the moment.

Lilly couldn't help but grin when she heard Clyde say that he just gave her a freebee. She didn't know who he was trying to fool, but it obviously wasn't her. She knew all too well at this point how Clyde was in the ring. How he acted, more specifically. Like a big, oversized child. And that was his biggest weakness. That, and he was like a punching bag compared to most of the other men she had seen around.

"Cute. Let's see how many more freebees I get," Lilly would say before crashing onto his back. After locking in the camel clutch, she giggled a bit as she heard him shouting in pain. She loved hearing that from him, mostly because it felt good getting revenge on him for all of the things he had done to her outside of the ring. And there was plently more to come.

As she pulled back, the cheerleader would lean in close to Clyde's ear, giving it a gentle lick before whispering "I wonder how your precious Mercy will feel about you after this match is over. Win or lose, she'll hate you," she taunted, trying to get into his head as soon as she could. The more off his game he was, the better chance she had. Not that she would lose anyway.