Dixie Clemets vs. Poison ~Handcuff Match~

Dixie's arms flexed, the muscles of her powerful arms bulging as she squeezed Poison as tightly as she could. The blonde was five feet, eleven inches worth of pure Texan power, and she was going to use every bit of that power that she could to crush Poison in her arms, to try and put her away so she could end this match quickly. She didn't even mind the feeling of her big, full breasts pushing back against Poison's, squashing up against them. Normally, she would be a bit blushy and embarrassed over it, but this time, she didn't care. Poison had made her mad, had really gotten under her skin, and all she wanted to do was punish the cutie and put her into her place.

But then, up came Poison's hands, clapping hard against Dixie's ears. The cowgirl hadn't been expecting that. She had honestly thought she had Poison too hurting to try and fight back like that! So, when Poison's hands clapped against her, Dixie's hold suddenly loosened, Poison's body slipped back down so that she could put her feet back on the mat. Dixie's head tilted back, and the busty blonde let out a loud, angry cry, a sudden pulse of pain rushing through each side of her skull.

The fans cheered wildly as Dixie crushed Poison. They seemed to enjoy watching the blonde punishing the roguish Poison, and they also seemed to love watching this tall buxom beauties going body to body. Poison could feel Dixie crushing her powerfully and she was running out of air quickly.

Luckily for Poison the ear box clap did the trick and Dixie let go of her. The pink haired cutie landed on her feet and stumbled backwards, feeling an intense pain in her back when she tried to breathe back some air. Poison backpedaled until she hit the ropes and used them for support. Taking some seconds to recover some air and to rub her back. But as hurt as she was, Poison knew she had to take the fight to Dixie now that the blonde was stunned or things were just going to get worse.

So Poison leaned back against the ropes, using them to propel herself forward and right before reaching Dixie she jumped low, pushing her full weight with her legs, aiming her shoulder to Dixie's midsection as she tried to take down the blonde with a vicious spear like move.

Dixie held her head with both hands, pain from the ear clap rushing through her skull. She was going to have a serious headache because of that attack. She couldn't let herself dwell on the pain though. She knew she needed to shake it off before Poison had a chance to follow up on it.

But she was just too slow. As she lowered her hands and turned her gaze back towards her opponent, she saw Poison come rushing in at her. She had no time to react, no time at all, and knew she would just have to take the hit. Poison crashed right into her, driving that shoulder hard into Dixie's midsection, and bringing the Texan down to the canvas beneath her. "Gnnf!" came a cry from her lips, the air forced from her lungs as the attack connected, leaving Dixie even more vulnerable for whatever Poison had planned next.

Poison groaned loudly as she and her blonde opponent hit the mats. She then got on her knees quickly and roared at Dixie. "Down on your back, piggy.. that's right!" Poison was still hurting and needing air but now she had Dixie in trouble and it was time to make the blonde pay. The pink haired rogue took a deep breathe and slid her body forward, rubbing herself all over Dixie before sneaking an arm under the blonde's left armpit and then with a soft groan, she rolled the blonde on her belly, trying to then slide a leg over to straddle Dixie's back.

Dixie was just stunned enough, that Poison was able to roll her over onto her stomach She shuddered a little, as the woman slid over the cowgirl's body, rubbing herself all over her, which earned the rogue more then a few cheers from the crowd, as well as a few jeers from Dixie's supporters. Within a few short moments, Poison had the cowgirl straddled, her arm hooked around Dixie's own.

"Nnnuh...g-get off..." Dixie muttered, starting to come to a little bit. When she realized where Poison was, she groaned, and planted her hands against the mat, trying to power herself up to her hands and knees, not quite sure if she could do it at the moment with Poison mounting her from behind like that.

"Shut the fuck up, pig... " Was Poison's only answer. She was still recovering her breath but she didn't allowed that to stop her moving. She could trap Dixie in a nice hold now and really hurt the cowgirl so she didn't wasted time trying to recover her senses. Poison crouched on Dixie's back and then reached forward trying to grab hold of the cowgirl's arms to pull them back over her knees, attempting to trap Dixie in a nice Camel Clutch. "Time to show you who is the boss, bitch!"

With Poison weighing her down, Dixie couldn't find the strength to get the woman off of her back. She was stuck, and things were only getting worse for her.

She let out a grunt as she felt the rogue grabbing her arms, yanking them back behind her knees. Knowing what was coming, Dixie started to shake her head back and forth, remaining defiant as Poison's arms came slipping around. "Sure as hell ain't you, fatass!" She yelled back at Poison, moments before the woman locked in the Camel Clutch. Dixie started to groan deeply in the hold, feeling her spine bending back in a painful manner as the pink-haired woman began to work her over.

"Well... it sure looks like I am YOUR boss, bitch!" Poison said happily now that she had the blonde trapped in the clutch. "Look how I ride your punk ass!" the pink haired girl teased as she began to work on the camel clutch; leaning back, pulling hard on Dixie's chin to bend the cowgirl's back and neck in the most painful way.

"Like this hold, slut? I know I do..." Poison continued to taunt Dixie as she punished the blonde, not caring so much about getting the submission as about hurting and humiliating Dixie. "You'll regret ever daring to show your ugly face in here!"

Dixie couldn't deny it. Poison had her trapped. Every moment she spent in the camel clutch was hurting her more and more, her spine getting further twisted back into the painful hold with each passing second. Sweat rolled down her body, drops of the salty liquid rolling down her chest, her face, as Poison worked her over, forcing another groan of pain, of suffering, from her lips.

She had to focus. She had to find her way out. Sure, Poison couldn't actually win this by submission, but the more of this hold Dixie had to endure, the easier it was going to be for the pink-haired girl to get those handcuffs on her. C'mon... Dixie thought to herself, trying to focus her thoughts, even as the hold continued to wear her down. You can do this. Yer a big, strong woman. You can get out. Just focus...

Dixie closed her eyes, trying not to listen to Poison's taunting, her insults. She tried to shove the woman out of her thoughts completely. She took a deep breath (or as least as deep as she could manage in this position, being worked like this), and slowly, oh-so-slowly, she began to draw her legs in, trying to position them so that she could make some kind of an escape attempt from the hold.

Poison was riding on a high horse or more likely a tall cowgirl, and she loved it. She leaned back, pressing her butt and mound on Dixie's back as she pulled mercilessly on the girl's chin. She didn't cared if the crowd was booing her, she could see more than a few fans using this chance to take pictures of Dixie, and Poison loved the idea that those pictures of her rising the cowgirl were going to be all over the internet. It was going to be so humiliating for the blonde. That thought gave Poison a wicked idea; she should make the cowgirl's humiliation even worse.

Holding Dixie's chin with one hand, Poison slid two fingers inside Dixie's mouth, and then she did the same with her other hand, spreading Dixie's mouth as if her fingers where fishhooks.

"Come on, bitch! Smile for the cameras!" Poison teases as she tried to open Dixie's mouth as much as she could, but while she was doing that, the stubborn cowgirl began to pull her legs under her body and soon Poison realized she was going up and had trouble to keep her balance.

"Why won't you stay down, piggy! " Poison complained as she tried to ram her ass down hard on Dixie's back to stop the blonde's attempts to escape.