Tension Hentai #1 Contender Match: Lilly Vs. Clyde

Clyde's will to try and get out o Lilly's grasp was laughable at this point. After parting from the kiss that they shared, she watched as he licked his lips after they parted, not that she was too eager to part from it herself. She was sure that if she held the kiss a little longer, she would have had him begging her to take him right here and now. But of course, he had to be the pain in the ass that he always was. It didn't matter though, she she still had him in her grasp, literally.

Feeling his hand on her waist, she knew full well that he was going to try and get free. But she wasn't going to let it happen. No way. She wasn't going to let what happened before happen again. So to show him that, she gave him another hard squeeze on his manhood. It had the desired effect, to say the least. Clyde's body seemed to be loving it, even if he himself wasn't.

"God boy. Whisper my name. You'll be doing that a lot, so get used to it," she growled at her captive. It was becoming apparent that she was going to have to go a different direction to get Clyde to melt in her grasp. And considering his responses to her touches, there seemed to be only one real way to do it.

Still holding his manhood pretty tightly, she let her other hand grasp the brim of his tights, tugging them down a bit. "These are coming off Clyde. If you fight me, you will regret it." With those words to let him linger on, she would try to tug his tights down with her one free hand. It would be a task, but she wasn't going to let that stop her.

"Oh... Shaddap..." Clyde muttered through his teeth, complaining to Lilly as she spoke more of her intentions and desires in enslaving him, all while he shivered with the forced pleasure that he felt, trembling from it against the mat with Lilly over him.

His eyes suddenly widened though when he felt her hand tugging at his tights. Not good. He did linger on her words, but not for very long. Her statement only spurred Clyde to resist more, knowing he'd regret giving up more than having to face whatever Lilly could do to him.

Feeling his tights start to be yanked down, Clyde attempted to retaliate with a swift headbutt directed at Lilly's forehead, hoping that would force a release or time to get away before he lost his tights.

Lilly's grinned at how easily she could control Clyde, simply by increasing her grip on his member. It gave her pretty much a free reign to do to him whatever she pleased. And that was exactly what she intented to do. Still holding onto him, she used her free hand to start lowering down his tights. With them gone, she would have nothing hindering her from ending this here and now.

At least, that's what she wished had happened. So sure that she had the cowboy where she wanted him, Lilly didn't even consider that he would try to fight back in such an odd way. When his forehead connected with her own, the cheerleader reeled back with a gasp, releasing his member all the while. Clutching her now throbbing head, she rolled to the side, in complete and utter shock as to what had just happened. She was so deep in focus, that the sudden pain was nothing compared to the initial shock of it.

"YeOwwww!" Clyde let out after slamming his head against Lilly's rattling his brain a bit but feeling a wave of relief as he managed to make the cheerleader let him go!

"I tol' ya! Clyde T. Gastin ain't belong to nobody!" He shouted with one eye open as if to let Lilly know he still had his Independence. His head was sore and his other head feeling like it was about to do something regretful, so regretful, he tried hard not to think about it.

Using his legs, Clyde tried to shove Lilly away and crawl to the nearest ropes or corner, hoping to recover away from Lilly before she stripped or violated him on LIVE Pay-Per-View Television!

Damnit, damnit, DAMNIT! Lilly thought to herself as she held her forehead after the sudden headbutt from Clyde. Laying on the mat for a moment, the cheerleader had to regain her wits and her composure after the sudden attack. She was so sure she had him, that she didn't even consider that he might try to fight back. After all, she showed him that she could control him with a simple squeeze. Where did he get the stones to headbutt her out of nowhere? Desperation. That had to be it.

Sitting up, she saw Clyde trying to get away from her, backing up to the corner in an attempt to get away. He really was going to make her work for this. But she wasn't about to let him get away with what he did. Red faced with irritation, she struggled to her feet while he crawled away. He first impulse was to charge right at him and stomp him into paste, but he would likely be ready for her. Maybe. She didn't want to take the chance.

But then Lilly had a thought. Simply touching Clyde was enough to make him struggle to fight back. Maybe giving him a little something to look at would make him a little bit more edgy.

"Alright, I'm done. We are going to finish this. And I'm going to come out on top in more ways than one," she would say before grabbing the hem of her top, which barely covered her ample chest already, and pulled it off, tossing it aside and revealing her large, perky breasts for Clyde, and the crowd to behold.

Clyde panted hard and yanked up his tights while looking at Lilly as he slumped against the corner, silently praying to himself that he could hold out, give her a stunner and leave the arena before he was made to betray his claim to Mercy. He had no idea he was going to be forced to actually uphold that claim like this. It was easier to say it, harder to actually resist Lilly.

"H-a...H-Ha! The only one comin' out on top is gonna be... Wait..." Clyde began to say before he realized his words could be taken out of context, he furrowed his brow and pointed at Lilly. "Well you su-" He was about to say before he saw Lilly grab her top and remove it right in front of him, making Clyde's eyes shoot wide as he saw Lilly's large ample breasts bouncing loose before him, making his member stiffen between his tights almost instantly when he saw Lilly's naked chest that the crowd whooped and hollered at, snapping pictured.

Clyde stared with a wide open mouth for a moment before he quickly shut his eyes. "Shit! Shiiit! Fuck! Fuuuck! Ughh! I ain't asked for this!!" Clyde complianed after seeing those tits that were bigger than his ex's! Way bigger than what Mercy had going on. "Oh god, Mercy." Clyde felt sick. If he let himself succumb to Lilly's charms. What kind of man was he?

He was tempted to just run but he knew he could not. Clyde then used the ropes to pull himself up while glaring at Lilly. "I ain't ever gon' be your toy Lilly! Watch!" He declared, about ready to sprint at Lilly before he suddenly stopped and took another look at her breasts. His face went red.

"Aghhh!!! Gah Damn you!!" He cursed while yanking on his hair, this wasn't fair! It wasn't that he never saw a pair before but after all Lilly did to him, seeing Lilly's chest did not help the Cowboy who had been forcibly aroused. "Enough of this, man!" Clyde growled, shutting his eyes and trying to dash at Lilly and clothesline to the mat.

Lilly knew one thing about Clyde, he was easily flustered. That much was obvious to her. So she knew that her removing her top, showing him her chest for him, and the entire crowd to see, would get him riled up pretty good. But not this good. The cowboy seemed almost in a panic as he tried to shut his eyes, screaming and swearing up and down like he had just committed murder or something.

Lilly wondered if it was because he felt guilty. Guilty for letting himself be attracted to her, even though he wished desperately that he wasn't. Just because he didn't want his little girlfriend to be mad at him. Surely he knew that no matter what happened i this match, win or lose, little Mercy wasn't going to be very pleased with him at all. He was going to lose her, she knew it. And she would be all his to do with how she pleased.

Seeing how much Clyde was starting to get antsy, it brought a grin to the cheerleader's face. His panic was starting to get rather amusing to her. Something as simple as her breasts was getting him in a panic. Pathetic. What was even more pathetic, was that he came running right at her, eyes closed, hoping to hit her with a clothesline. Lilly might not be a wrestler, but she would have to be dumb to get hit by a guy running at her with his eyes closed. Clyde must be getting really desperate at this point.

Once Clyde got close enough, Lilly would step to the side, and maneuver around him. Instead of attacking him though, she would reach for the rim of his tights, and quickly try to yank them down around his ankles, like she was in school, pantsing him in the middle of a gym class.

The odds were growing against Clyde. He wanted out of this as soon as possible. He didn't want to run away from this, his plan was to beat Lilly at wrestling and just walk out, but hadn't done that, her use of sexual tactics had subdued him and now more and more, she was making use of her sexuality against the cowboy. He couldn't do anything against her in a sex based confrontation. Clyde wanted to end this NOW before things went out of control.

But the sight of her voluptuous naked body wasn't doing him any favors, so he tried to clothesline Lilly while trying to avoid eye contact with her bust, but doing so would end up a mistake as he didn't feel his arm striking anything, instead hearing another pair of footsteps beside him before a soft pair of hands would reach for the rim of his tights and suddenly yank them down to his ankles.

Clyde's face went pale as he felt a breeze, knowing what he lost, his hands frantically reaching for the tights to pull them up to no avail. The running motion he had going on while Lilly yanked the tights down to his ankles, hindered Clyde's movement and made him begin to lose balance before tripping up and falling to the mat with a hard thud

"Ugh! S-Shit!! No!" Clyde panicked, squirming on his front and turning over onto his side, trying to quickly grab the tights and yank them up fast, his mast exposed and standing for all to see thanks to Lilly. She had been working him for awhile, and now there was proof that she had affected his body greatly.

The fact that Clyde, a man who clearly had been here a lot longer than Lilly, and at least had some experience, would come at her with his eyes closed was a bit surprising to her. It was almost like he was asking her to take advantage of him. And all it took was the removal of her shirt and the bounce of her breasts. If she knew this was going to work so well, she would have done it sooner.

Too bad for Clyde, she now how a huge upper hand. She didn't care if the crowd saw her topless, or completely naked for that matter. If it got her closer to beating Clyde, it was completely worth it. She used this chance to get behind him, and yank his pants down to his ankles.

It was amusing to see him struggling to get them back on, only to slip up and stumble right back down to the mat where he belonged. It mad Lilly feel good. No, great. He was barely fighting back anymore, and even when he was, she was having no trouble getting right back at him, and making him pay for resisting. she began to circle him, watching him as he laid on the mat, trying to hide the face that his shaft was hard. As if she didn't notice. "Poor, poor Clyde. Must be pretty humiliating, being exposed to the crowd like this," she spat, closing in closer and closer. When he tried to pull his tights up, she would reach down and try to grab them, and pull them off of him completely if she could.

"For the love of pete..." Clyde let out along the canvas, trying to yank up his tights before he felt that terrifying presence of the ultra-possessive cheerleader who loomed over him and grabbed the tights...Snatching them away and snatching them off Clyde's body, leaving him completely naked save for his pads and boots.

Clyde's face flushed with humiliation, eyes going wide before shutting, trying to hide his stiff member that poked out as clear as day for all to see, it was indeed humiliating, Lilly's words only rubbed that in further.

"Damn you, Lilly..." He muttered through gritted teeth at her with a stern glare, trying to cover himself with one hand and swing at her with another, too far to make contact but trying anyway.