TvF Caged Heat! Ronan Drake Vs. Bree Tassilotte

Bree shaking on the mat clutching her head and throat after taken by surprise from his sudden clothesline, the power behind it was great that she could of been flipping 360 in the air before landing it down which its much better than knocking backward snapping the back of her head banging on the mat, it was much worst and she got pay for that. "Nyaaa...."

Soon she felt her ankles being lifted up and held onto, her eyes widen open as she sees him about to lift her whole body off the mat. "Hey! What you think you're do---- AHH!" Her body were pretty light and easily pulled up off the mat, getting her body to fling right into the cage wall, slamming her chest and face in the process. "AH!" She bounces right off and turn her body to come in contact to Ronan either falling on him or face against his chest. "Neeeee...."

The crowd had gone silent for a moment after Ronan turned the tables on little miss cat girl with his clothesline, the woman having been sent for quite the ride after his forearm smashed into her neck leaving her sprawled out on the mat. But now as he took control of her legs and the fans realized what he had planned they began to cheer even louder than before, Ronan letting out a war cry as he fed off the energy in the arena and launched Bree back into the air. Unfortunately for her she crash landed face first against the cage wall, bouncing off of it and falling back towards him.

Having turned around to see the results of his efforts Bree slumped up against Ronan, her face buried against his chest and seemingly at his mercy. A smirk appeared on his lips while his hands moved to take a firm grip upon the cups of Bree's bikini top. "I know a sure fire way to get the crowd even more pumped up!" Rnan would shout so that at least the first few rows of the crowd could hear him, just before tugging on her top trying to rip it off of her body and exposing her bouncing breasts.

Bree pretty hot cat-face was slammed right into the cage wall and it hurts like hell! She winced from the pain and bit stunned too, she bounces off the cage and stumble around until she rest on something hard yet warm which nearly makes her purr of comfort but when her eyes batting to get her senses back to normal. She realized that shes still in a match and before she could give him a good slap or even a rake across the face, she felt her breasts being grabbed on as she yelp in surprise. "Nyaaa! HEY!"

She was gonna grab onto his wrists to pry it off of her but suddenly, he yanked off her top leaving her topless, making her beet red blushing and covering her chest, screaming out loud. "NYAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" She couldnt believe he would of done that, then again this match is pretty much anything goes and she cant have him doing this to her! **Nya! Gonna pay for that!** She shouted in her mind, keeping her one arm to cover her chest as the other hand, bearing her shape claws, trying to swipe across his face.

Ronan was more than happy with himself after he relieved Bree of what seemed to him to have been quite the oppressive top, her alluring breasts bouncing free for all to enjoy until she realized what he had done and tried to cover herself. Something about that only made her look even hotter to him, her arms barely covering her nipples leaving much of her ample mounds free to be admired by both him and the whistling crowd. She even sounded like a cat he thought to himself as she cried out in embarrassment.

"You know, they're bigger than I had thought, that top must have been really tight on you. You should actually be thanking me then as I'm sure you can breath easier now Bree." He said with a straight face though it was killing him not to laugh right then, but that problem didn't trouble him for long as she lashed out with her claws across his face. She left behind red scratches, Ronan covering his face with one hand while cursing her in his mind. Acting on instinct he reached out with his other hand to try and grab onto her wrist, stepping backward as he would then attempt to throw her across the ring towards the far ropes and cage wall.

Bree just hating this Ronan guy for taking her top off like that! She cries out loud that her bare breasts now exposed and couldnt find her top anywhere, possible fell between the cage and ring. **Noooooo... mew** Still covering her chest after scratching his face with her free hand, feeling all embarrassed alone with him in the ring, caged ring that is, no where to run but having the crowd whistling and cheering for her to show more of her titties. "I HATE YOU ALL!" screaming at everyone included to Ronan if he got a clue.

After she rake his face for a moment, then feeling her wrist were grabbed and began to yank her to the ropes. **SHIT!** Her eyes wide open and not gonna let him take advantage of her anymore! She tries to turn around at him as soon he whipped her to the ropes, for a brief moment she unwrapped her arm off her chest so she could grab onto his wrist, jumping up to bring her legs around his arm and pulling it onto her chest, then using her arms to hold onto his and covering her chest at the same time while laying on the mat, kind of an armbar move to jerk onto it, stretching it out as she can and keeping her soft breasts exposed. "NAYOOO!"

Ronan wanted little more than to fully enjoy Bree right in the middle of the ring, a desire he had held since the match had begun but now that her lovely tits were exposed for all to enjoy he found that desire growing stronger just like his cock. He did find her embarrassed screaming to be quite odd though, one would think someone in the AFW would not only be used to being stripped during a match but would also expect it, still she was somehow even cuter trying to cover herself up and Bree's embarrassed meows were only exciting him further.

"Nothing to be embarrassed about Bree, you have perfect breasts." Ronan teased just before moving to throw her towards the far side of the cage, only this time Bree countered with a swift move of her own. At first he didn't mind having his hand pulled tightly against her breasts, but as they hit the mat with him stuck inside the armbar he suddenly had a dilemma on his hands. Despite the pain in his arm Ronan was in the perfect position to grope Bree's breasts, turning his hand just enough to the side in order to squeeze one of the woman's firm mounds.

Bree topless and embarrassed that this Ronan guy having his 'fun' on her, he was surely gonna do whatever he wants with her, alone in the ring but she somehow got the upper hand where her legs going around his arm and holding him tight the best she can, trying to stretch his arm out not exactly planning to break it, unless shes really wants to. Though his comments were kind of annoying her, she did blushed from him and shouting at Ronan while her breasts suddenly getting groped. "NYA! STOP THAT! ONLY MY KING CAN DO THAT TO ME!!!!"

Shes trapped herself since if she decided to let go of him, he would do something horrible to her, then again, its pretty much the only choice at the moment, trying to endured the embarrassment as she brings her feet up to rapidly kicking his face, but if he continues his groping her grips slowly loosen up while her feet just kept trying to beat his face up. "nya nya nya nya!"

Ronan raised an eyebrow as he heard Bree mention some King being the only one allowed to touch her glorious tits, thinking to himself he would have to pay this guy a visit and simply steal this lovely cat girl away from him sometime. Forcing himself to focus back on the match he found himself in a predicament as well, Bree had him locked very securely into the arm bar and he didn't see himself breaking out any time soon through power, yet as much as it hurt Ronan was quite enjoying groping the woman's mounds from this position, not sure if he even wanted to break the hold even if it cost him quite a bit of pain.

"Then I will just have to steal you for my kingdom huh Bree, after all that sounds like the perfect quest for a big hero such as myself, rescuing a beautiful woman from an evil king!" He shouted out over the groans of pain, forcing himself to laugh despite the pain. Suddenly he was forced to quiet down as Bree launched kick after kick at his head, forcing him to use his one free arm to shield himself the best he could. Doing his best to endure he squeezed as hard as she could upon the woman's captured breasts, pinching the hardened nipple between his fingers to try and make her break the hold first.

Bree yelping, or more so meowing out in pain as his hand kept squeezing her fine bare breasts while her feet kicking his face, but didnt seem to affect him much at all! **Unless my kicks werent strong enough?!** Her cat eyes stay widen from every kicks she can get and still unable to pry his hand off of her that eventually, she couldnt hold his arm any longer, simply releasing it and go for crawling his perverted arm and hand.

"Meow! I rather be abused by evil King and rescued from the likes of you!" She screams at him as her nipples indeed harden that she couldnt denied the fact that it felt good getting hurt but that because she remembers how much King punished her in the past, falling for him for the way he did, but that Ronan guy almost doing the same, just without the evil mask on. "LET GO MEOW!!!!"

Ronan was proven either the more resilient of the two or of simply being that strongly perverted as he endured her kicks long enough for Bree to give up on the arm bar altogether, instead switching to trying to claw at his arm in order to free herself. That forced Ronan to grit his teeth, doing his best not to show the pain her sharp nails were causing as they scratched at his arm, Ronan squeezing her breast as a form of pain management.

"Now he is the evil king huh, guess I'm looking more and more like your knight in shining armor huh?" As Ronan teased her he finally released his grip on her soft mound, rolling away from Bree with several red scratch marks now decorating his well muscled arm. "That hurt you know." He would say then as he moved back to his feet.