Texas Hat Match!

Yasei can tell he was more serious than she thought, he was yelling at her like a drunkin cowboy going ballistic on her ass, maybe, her feminine charm doesnt seem to work too well on him at all, maybe he have someone else in mind that wouldnt work at all? "Game? Oh please, you should lighten up cowboy or I'll have to restrain you!"

She felt his hold around her waist but not letting him to put her in his move as she blocked it with her leg, slipping behind him to lock it tightly around the waist, but it isnt the only thing she was going to do, she jumped on his back and stretches his arms behind himself, her legs locking around the waist and locking around his legs as well, applying her unusual submission hold, almost like shes riding a bull, a wild mad one that is.

"Oh is that so Clyde? Well, I can teach you various 'dancing' if you like, though, I might force you too." She got him in her hold pretty much 'riding' him as he growling out, Yasei was glad she got him down to his knee, trying to shake her off, but its not as hard as it seem, compared to him and an actual bull, its easy to keep the hold of him. "Not going easy on me will ya? Alright, I was going easy on you, bit playful, but now you give me no choice, time to play the music!" She said, with him getting down on his knee, making it easier for her to get off as she spread her legs placing her feet on the mat, she would quickly jumping up releasing his arms, aiming to bring her knees together dropping down to his back for the Calf Branding, planning to roll forward after executing the move. "Hurmmmm!"

"Fuuuck!!" Groaned Clyde. His arms felt like they were on fire as Yasei wrenched them, he had never been put in a hold like this before! Ever!

He growled beneath Yasei. "You ain't gonna force squat!" He shouted, face a bit red as he felt the girl's thighs around his body, practically riding him, keeping him on that knee until Yasei suddenly jumped up. Clyde felt his arms get free and tried to move but didn't have any time as Yasei squashed him to the mat with a knee to his shoulders, driving him face first into the mat. "UGH!!" He cried out as he got slammed, bouncing up on the mat before flopping on his stomach, as the crowd gave a loud "Oooh!" following the impact that left Clyde groaning in a dazed manner.

Yasei rolled forward after she successfully execute her move with her knees landing on top of Clyde back, flatten the cowboy down as she landed safely on her knees, slightly spread out and sitting on her bottom, if he could see whats in front of him he could glimpse of her bright red bikini bottom nearly wedging up her rear end, doesnt bother her at all and she turns around to look at his condition with a crack of smile. "Poor guy, maybe I got the better hand being more Texas tonight right?" She teased, slowly getting up to her feet and adjusting her outfit a bit.

After that, while if hes still laying down either direction, facing up or down, the spunky cowgirl stepping out of the ring only to get on the apron, hanging on the top rope as shes position herself to align facing his side, closer toward to his head. She raise her right hand out point out as she shouting out loud. "ONE!......TWO!.....THREEEEE!" Attempting to jump off, vaulting over with her legs kicking out to drop down aiming across his neck area for one big Legdrop. "Gallop Hop!" Made up name shes randomly coming up with.

Clyde gritted his teeth down on the mat, dealing with the pain that racked his body, sucking it up as he tried to force himself up off his front as Yasei teased him. Clyde shook his head, trying to gather himself as he saw Yasei move to the apron, watching her shout out. She definitely had charisma, but to do this so early in the match and give a countdown only aided Clyde as he watched her vault over the ropes and kick her legs out, trying to slam her leg across the back of his neck.

Clyde responded by hastily rolling to the side to try and avoid Yasei, leaving her to land ass first into the mat. If that worked, Clyde would be lying on his stomach in front of Yasei. He quickly tried to push himself up to one knee before springing out at Yasei with his arm out, counting on her to still be sitting up, he would try to hit her across the neck with a short range diving clothesline.

Yasei seemingly doing well in this match that this cowgirl building up this match to get more wild and more exciting for the two Texans battling each others. With him taken down allowing her to take advantage of this match as the sexy Yasei pulling him in alignment front of the ropres with him laying there, she was ready to soar and showing the rowdy crowd what kind of exciting move she can pull off, something that not many larger wrestlers could do.

Once she stepping out of the ring, feet on the apron and looking over the ropes to see Clyde laying there, she smiles and counting down with everyone before hopping over aiming to drop down for the legdrop right over the back of his neck, except she didnt hit him but instead landing hard on her sexy butt, bounces a little with her breasts jiggles from failed impact. "Ouuuuuuuuch!"

Totally missed and could see Clyde in front of her with one eye barely open to see, both of her hands reaching behind to rub her rear end which stunned her temporarily. "Owwww, why did you move out of the wa------ ough!" It didnt give her enough time to get up since the landing, Clyde got up quickly than her and lunging right into her for the clothesline, knocking her backward flat on the mat, arms and legs spread out as she groaning from the hard impact.

"...Huh!?" Clyde muttered in response to her question just moments before striking Yasei with a clothesline that knocked her over, sending her sprawling onto her back in a groaning daze following the impact.

He stood up and shook his head before looking down at Yasei, prompting him to run for the ropes that were closest to her. From there he would attempt to jump at the middle rope and spring off it with a backflip, attempting a springboard moonsault to slam himself across the cowgirl's prone body.

The sexy cowgirl taken down with a pretty hard and surprised clothesline by Clyde who didnt respond much to her, probably didnt like her as much for being a Texan-ish like him, either way, shes laying there groaning from the stunning impact that she needed to recover some as she could. Looking over to her side to see him start running since the ring is shaking from him moving around, notices Clyde using the ropes to bonce himself off to coming down right at her into his flip. **Oh crap!**

She panic and doing something to best she can to avoid him landing down on top of her, the sexy cowgirl Yasei gonna do the easy way to avoid this disaster by.... **Come on bring my knees up!** grunting as she could bringing her knees up to cover her midsection so that Clyde would land right on top of it, giving her some time to recover and pushes herself up. Unless its too late to counter him and taking the hit instead would stunned the cowgirl a little longer.

Going for the moonsault, Clyde had the intention of slamming himself hard into Yasei, it was a move he commonly used, was quick and did quite a bit of damage on his opponent when he managed to pull it off. But being able to pull it off was the tricky part, people usually brought there knees up, so Clyde honestly expected Yasei to do that. It didn't stop it from hurting any less however when his abdomen crashed into the girl's knees.

"GUUGH!" Weezed Clyde, spittle flying from his mouth as he flopped over the girl's knees and onto his back, rolling around, holding his stomach as he winced in the pain he felt. "Sonova... Bitch!" He exclaimed as he endured the pain, his boots kicking on the mat.

"...Goddamn knees..." He groaned through his teeth, it always hurt.

Yasei was so glad that she was able to defend herself by just simply bringing her knees up to allow Clyde to moonsault himself and landing painfully right on top, bouncing the cowboy right off and down to the mat close by her, hearing his cursing as the sexy cowgirl slowly pushes herself up on all fours, can clearly hear the crowd whistling from behind. "Huff huff... you know it, hurt aint it?"

She would try crawling toward to his legs where she would attempt to grab hold of it and getting herself up standing to look down at Clyde, showing him her sly grinning as the cowgirl would use his legs to go around wrapping with hers before laying on her back to pull his legs into a shape of '4'.... a painful Figure 4 Leglock which she would pressure his legs with her hands against the mat, leveraging herself to keep the pressure on. "Pay.... back time handsome!"

"...Fuggin' yeah!" Clyde spat as he held his abdomen that was compressed by Yasei's knees. Clyde hated how that always happened.

He sat up just in time to see Yasei trying to grab his legs. Clyde narrowed his eyes and tried to yank his legs backwards, before kicking them out, trying to shove Yasei away with his feet and off of him before she applied the dreaded figure four. He thought it was going to be a boston crab after all.

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If he failed however, Clyde would be a sitting duck for Yasei as she got the hold locked in, only to suddenly spring up and yell in pain as he felt the torture on his legs. "F-Fuuck!" He'd cry out, gritting his teeth he shook his head frantically and endured the pain.