Dixie Clemets vs. Poison ~Handcuff Match~

Handcuff match
Winner is the first person to handcuff their opponent. Handcuffs are supplied at each corner of the ring.

Dixie Clemets bounced up and down on her feet, swinging her arms back and forth as a light stretch, as she waited backstage for her cue to enter the arena. She was a bit on edge tonight. The higher-ups of the AFW had decided to assign her a special match tonight, and Dixie had always hated gimmick matches. The blonde Texan had always preferred normal matches, a chance to just get in close with her opponent and put her strength and skill to the test.

Tonight's match, though? Dixie was having mixed feelings about. Tonight she was set up for a handcuff match, against an unknown opponent. Having spent a few years working in the police department, Dixie had thrown the cuffs on more than her fair share of criminals and miscreants, but the match was still leaving a bad taste in her mouth. It wasn't that big a deal though. She planning on going out and kicking the ass of whoever was thrown at her as her opponent, no big deal.

Eventually, Dixie was given the signal to take the stage, her [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uG5I99WjW2w:1iiuv3kq]entrance theme[/url:1iiuv3kq] already blasting over the speakers of the arena. The tall cowgirl took a long, deep breath to calm her nerves, and then...



...out into the arena Dixie ran, wasting little time heading down to the ring, slapping a few high fives to some lucky fans as she passed them on her way down. Her golden police badge glittered under the lights of the arena, Dixie having polished it up real nice before the match, watching that symbol of her authority and power to be fully on display in this match of authority and domination.

As soon as she neared the ring, the cowgirl slid under the ropes and jumped to her feet, pumping a fist up into the air, letting out a loud "Yeeeeee-HAW!" as she did so. Her fans loved it, jumping to their feet, cheering for the Texan. Dixie was feeling good. All she had to do now was wait for her opponent, whoever it might be...

Poison smiled wickedly as she watched from backstage how her opponent entered the arena; she loved handcuff matches and she hated the police, so this was certainly promising to be an interesting match. She didn't knew much about this Dixie girl but she had to admit she liked what she saw; liked it in the sense that she couldn't wait to really hurt that blonde 'piggy' bitch. Poison adjusted her attire, unbuttoning the top button of her shorts and pushing her tank top to the side to show off a bit more of cleavage. She tipped her hat a bit and waited for her [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-qU2nCgQGVo:2cxj30hg]music[/url:2cxj30hg] started, to then walk out to the arena, striking a sexy pose as the fans cheered...and booed.



Poison crossed her arms in front of her chest and turned her cute face to the side acting dignified as if she was ignoring the booing crowd. She then walked down the aisle ignoring the fans and her opponent. She climbed up the ring stairs and only after she slipped inside the ring did she bothered to look at her opponent with disdain, up and down. The wicked smile came back to Poison's luscious lips. "Wow... you are the sluttiest pig I have ever seen!" she said, giggling maliciously. She raised her hands over her head and stretched, pushing her breasts out, letting Dixie see just how full they were. Ready to lose bitch?" Poison asked but she didn't waited for an answer, or for the referee to start the match, and rushed towards Dixie, turning her body a bit to the side, trying to ram her shoulder right between Dixie's breasts attempting to shoulder check the blonde down to the canvas.

Dixie watched, with more than a little curiousity, as Poison made her entrance, her eyes tracing up and down the woman's body, trying to size her opponent up. The first thing the blonde thought as she watched Poison start to strut down the ramp, was that Poison looked familiar. Something about her made Dixie feel like she should recognize the woman, like she should know who she was.

The second thing she thought, was that Poison looked kind of trashy, and the Texan had little doubt that the woman was more than a little slutty.

She patiently waited in her corner for Poison to hit the ring, then when the woman finally made her way in, she stepped forward to meet her in the center of the ring. She opened her mouth to greet her pink-haired opponent of the night, only for Poison to start mouthing off at her first. The cowgirl's eyes went wide with shock, as Poison started to rattle off her insults towards her. What the hell is her problem!?, Dixie thought to herself, waiting for Poison to shut up so she could fire back a few choice words of her own.

Alas for the cowgirl, though, for she wasn't getting that chance. Dixie was taken completely off-guard by Poison's sudden cheap attack, her shoulder ramming right into the center of Dixie's chest, right between her breasts. "Uungh!" came the pained grunt as Dixie hit the mat hard, Poison taking her down and picking up an early, easy advantage over the blonde.

"It's a little too early for you to be on your back already." Poison said quite cheerful as she enjoyed watching Dixie down. There were many reasons why Poison disliked cops but that wasn't the only reason why she wanted to beat Dixie and bad. There was something about the blonde that just irked Poison the wrong way but she couldn't tell why. Anyway Poison had never needed much in the way of excuses to cause mayhem and hurt people, so while the referee looked around wondering if to call for the bell or go to stop Poison, the pink haired girl moved to Dixie to keep on the attack.

Poison bent over theatrically, stretching her long toned legs to show them off as well as her ass, and grabbed hold of Dixie's ankles, pulling them up, trying to lift Dixie's legs and spread them into a 'V' shape. "Sorry Piggy... but I am going to hurt you!" the pink-haired girl said with a wicked smile as she raised her right foot, letting Dixie see the long stiletto heel of her pink shoes, right before stomping them down, aiming for the inner thigh of Dixie's right leg. Even though it had crossed her mind to go right for a stomp to Dixie's pussy, Poison had decided it may have irked the referee too much and anyway it was a bit early in the match for that... specially since the match hadn't officially started yet.

Dixie lied upon the mat for a moment, trying to contemplate just what had happened and how she had ended up flat on her back, when Poison moved towards her, lifting her legs up into the air.

"H-hey!" She called out. "Get the hell off! The match ain't even began y--NNG!" The cowgirl's body jerked, Dixie sitting up and trying to reach for her thigh as Poison buried her heel right into her bare flesh. It was a cheap, heelish move, and it had hurt like hell. Dixie had no doubt she'd be feeling that one in the morning.

The referee, meanwhile, looked around in confusion, then finally turned to the ringside officials, yelling at them to ring the bell and start the match right, while Dixie just lied there, grabbing at her leg, Poison still looming over her.

"Well... it has started now, piggy!" Poison said giggling maliciously as she twisted her heel against Dixie's thigh, trying to numb that muscle. Seeing that the referee had called for the bell and once again she had got away with a dirty tactic Poison felt encouraged to pull out more tricks from her sleeves.Poison knew very well it was just a matter of spacing the cheating and taking advantage of the referee's incredibly short memory spans.

"You have nice legs piggy! " Poison said letting go one of Dixie's long legs to hold the one she had just stomped with both hands. "Lets break them! she said playfully as she stepped over Dixie's leg, turning her back towards the cowgirl while securing the trapped limb against her crotch to then let herself fall backwards as if she wanted to land right besides Dixie while dragging the leg all the way down in a very painful manner.

Dixie grit her teeth as the bell rang, glaring up at Poison, hate for the pink-haired woman already burning brightly in her eyes. She wasn't going to just lie there and take this kind of abuse from her. No, the Texan was going to get back up and give the trashy looking chick a taste of her own medicine! She just had to get Poison away from herself first, of course.

She breathed a quick sigh of relief as Poison dropped one of her legs, sensing her time was near. She readied herself, waiting for the right opportunity, and when Poison turned away from her, clutching at her hurt leg, Dixie knew she had her chance. Before Poison could fall back, Dixie lifted up her freed leg, kicking upwards towards Poison's cute little ass, trying to shove her boot right into her bottom to knock the woman away from herself.

Poison held up Dixie's leg and pressed her thighs around it to secure it, ready to let herself fall back and wreck that long slender limb, but right when she was about to do it she felt a butt on her round butt and the next thing she knew she was being propelled forward. "HEEEEEEY!" Poison yelled as she stumbled forward, luckily reaching the ropes before she fell down; the high heels made it a very uneven trip and Poison could feel how close to spraining an ankle she had been.

Poison had to hold the ropes and took her some time to recover her balance and turn around to face Dixie. The cute pink haired criminal was starting to regret her decision of wearing high heels for this fight. "That's it piggy... now you really made me mad!" Poison said frowning cutely as she tried to push herself away from the ropes. The kick Dixie had given her butt didn't hurt much but Poison felt particularly insulted that the cowgirl had put a foot on her ass, and she just loved to have reasons to hate her opponents.

Once Poison went stumbling away, Dixie sat up, smirking at her as she started to get back on her feet. "Back at ya..." the cowgirl muttered, keeping an eye on the pink-haired woman as she rose up. She rubbed her thigh a little as she rose, easing out the pain from Poison's attacks. She did notice how unbalanced Poison seemed as the woman pushed off the ropes, making a mental note to remember that, and asking herself what kind of a person would wear high heels to a wrestling match anyway.

Once Dixie was back on her feet, she wasn't going to just hang back. No, she wanted to pay Poison back for her cheap shots from before. That's why, as soon as she was up, she went charging straight back in towards her foe. "Better watch yerself!" she yelled out at the criminal, throwing up her arm as she neared her, trying to smash a stiff clothesline right into the center of Poison's chest!

Poison was pulling herself off the ropes already thinking what other evils she would do on Dixie to make her pay for her insolence when the cowgirl jumped up to action and rushed to her. Poison didn't had time to get out of the way and just as she had left the ropes her back was once again pressed against them. Dixie's arm crashed right into the middle of her chest, hitting her bouncy big breasts in a very painful manner.

"UGHHHHH!" Poison groaned, grimacing in pain as her mounds were mushroomed against her chest. The cowgirl's arm pushed her against the ropes and then kept pushing. Poison's eyes opened wide in terror when she felt her heels leaving the mats and she realized she was flipping over the top rope. She quickly mover her hands to grab the ropes at each side of her body, almost clawing at them with her nails and with a loud grunt tried to pull herself against Dixie's arms, which made the cowgirl's arm to dig deeper into her fleshy mounds like if it was going to split it in half. But Poison endured the pain, knowing falling of the ring would be a lot worse and kept pulling with her arms until she managed to match the momentum of Dixie's clothesline and her heels fell on the mats again.

"Ughhhh... fucking whore..." Poison said as hung from the ropes a bit, badly hurt but still holding the ropes. Even if her tits were in deep pain she didn't dared to let go of the ropes.