Mark 'The Dragon' Jagger vs. Kelli DiVanetti

Mark crawling in the painful condition after Superplexing Kelli off the turnbuckle, both of em hurt but seeing now Mark is trying to pin her down as he takes the advantage as quickly as he can, thinking its a good idea to do it now while her energy is down, hopefully its enough.

By the time when his hand is playing over her belly, which he can feel a little bit of her skin, probably her zipper moved down? He didnt try to look or think too much about it, sore all over after all, now hearing the referee counting down to the ONE.... second later he hears a.... "TWO...."

**Come on... just one more...** He though, just do what he can and relax as he weakly pinning her with one hand.

Kelli felt the mat vibrate as the ref girl slapped her hand down for the count of two. Letting out a faint groan, the Italian Rebellion Hellion lifted one leg up as if she wanted to kick out but didn't have enough energy before letting it flop back down... The ref was just about to slap the mat the third and final time when Kelli let out a deep grunt "NGH!!" shoving her arm up off the mat and twisting her body so that her should left the canvas, turning in towards Mark so that bust shoved into his face

"Two!" The ref repeated, confirming that Kelli had been able to break the pin in time

Mark can almost feel like he could win his very first PPV match against the tough biker chick Kelli, almost the time when the referee counting to the two and right after that, his heart almost skipped a beat but then kick turn on over and break up the count. And same time her bare busts were pressed up against his face too, making him blushed and pulling back up on his knees. "Gahh!"

Panting with his beet red showing up like that, now understand he didnt pin her for the win and was so darn close too, taking a moment to breath and maybe he'll have to wrestle her to wear down some more before taking her down again. **Unless, I can make her submit?** He thought, he still refuse to do anything 'hardcore' like onto her but will try whatever he can to get the win.

He reach for her head to slowly pulling her up with him, moving both of the wrestlers to the center of the ring where hes going to try putting her in one of his favorite moves, the piledriver, attempting to pull her head down to tuck it between his legs, taking a deep breath before leaning down to wrap his arms around her waist. **Sorry about this!** He apologized in his mind wishing she could read it, hoping he can lift her upside down for a brief moment and dropping head first to the mat.

Kelli groaned out groggily as Mark grabbed and dragged her up towards her feet, bent over in front of him.. Mark yanked on her to slot her head between his hot and sweaty thighs, huffing out a warm pant that caressed Mark's inner legs on the way down.. The back of her head nestled right up against his junk that she might just be able to feel through the speedos.

~No way I'm gonna let him do this to me...~ Kelli hissed to herself in her mind... Still feeling rattled from the superplex, Kelli would try with all her effort to yank her head back, her cheeks grinding right against the inside's of his thighs and her dark purple hair get stuck to his legs slightly. The wild Italian slumped down onto one knee, barely able to stay upright by herself.. Besides that, there was something else she wanted to do more then just stay upright... Digging deep, Kelli would clench her teeth and try to swing her forearm right between Mark's thighs to strike against his crotch in a low blow.

Mark was prepare to put her in his signature piledriver that could be the end of Killi, but with her head tucking in between his legs, he was ready to drop her head onto the mat and could possibly knock her out cold even after taking the heavy Superplex not too long ago, by the time he leans over to wrap his arms around her waist, her tight leathery biker suit slipping out as her head pulled right out between his legs, his eyes wide open that she gotten out so quickly, had to try pulling her head back in but then....

"GAHH!" An unexpected thing just happen, Kelli the biker girl using the Hardcore rules and swing up her arm to smack right between his legs, hitting his crotch, his manhood, his dreams were shattered as he shouting out loud from the vicious low blow and double over to cover himself in pain, only standing for few second before falling on over to the side in a feeble position, biting down his teeth, shaking from the pain. "Oh my gosh.... ohhhhhhhh"

Mark slumped down to his knees with Kelli right in front of him so that her shoulder ended up nudging right into Mark's chest, she let out a huff of air right against his shoulder as she felt his weight come down on her a little, removing her forearm from in between his thighs after the damage had been done. She'd been in a position where she had to go for the low blow, a few moments later she'd probably have been unconscious and on her back with Mark's music playing.

Her whole body was still crying out in pain from the big superplex as she shoved him back off of her and then dropped down to the mat, rolling out of the ring under the bottom ropes.

"nh.." She grunted out as she dropped down to her knees outside the ring, grabbing the apron of the ring to help herself back up to her feet. Clenching her teeth, she limped over to the closes steel chair and collected it up before moving back over to shove the weapon into the ring

Mark just couldnt believe of what Kelli did to him, he never get hit like that before except by accident when training to be a wrestler in high school, but this, this is so illegal yet its legal due to the type of match hes in, he did shout out in pain for a good long three seconds before goes silent that he slowly dropping down to the mat, dropping to his side and clutching his manhood, she was so mean! "Ngh..... ohhhhhh....."

He was stunned, in pain and trying to recover but it wont ever work that quickly after taking such a hard low blow like that, but in due time, he'll eventually sliding his body toward to the ropes with his hands still covering his crotch, he tries to reach for the rope weakly for it, grabbing to barely pulling himself up, but still his head is below the height of the middle ropes. "Unnnnn.... ohhhh....."

Kelli rolled back into the ring, one hand on her back with a grimace on her face as she climbed back to her feet and then reached down for the steel chair she had slid in a moment ago. Holding the folded up chair in both hands at the legs, Kelli stormed across the ring towards her target

"Rrrraaah!!" Kelli roared out, looking to get hardcore all up on his ass... Lifting the chair above her head and then trying to bring it down with a firm *CLANG!* right across the back of Mark's shoulder blades and head

Mark struggles to crawl himself toward to the ropes as he felt so weaken and hurt from the low blow, but he does slowly pull himself up only up to the middle rope to catch a breather, groaning that he just havent get hit in a low blow like that before, no in the ring live that is. "Ohhhh...." He lean on the ropes not knowing where Kelli is and what shes up to, until he felt the ring is shaking a bit.

He tries to turn around to see whats going on but it was too late, his back and head took the chair shot that forcing him to bounces off the rope where he was leaning on and shouting out from the pain. "Gahhh!" He dropped on his back to the mat beside her, arching backward as he groaning out while reaching his back with one hand, and the other hand out waving at Kelli. "N-nooo stop... please!"

Kelli moved up along side Mark to look down on him with a good amount of menace in her eyes. Taking the chair, she lifted it up so that she was holding it by the sides mid way. She wanted to try and put him away for good soon but wanted to make sure that he was hurting first.

"Arrrgh!" Kelli growled out as she hopped up an inch and then moved down quickly into a squat position, trying to drive the edge of the steel chair into Mark's chest