Eclaire Maître (Debut) vs Dana Ashford: The League of Legends!

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Back in France, they would have called Dana's lariat a guillotine and for good reason too. Had Eclaire been any less of the shining, glimmering, star of toughness and resilience that she is, somebody probably would've been carrying her head off in a basked after the bell rang! This lariat was no joke, it was nothing to scoff at and it was certainly nothing to laugh off. If the word regret existed in Eclaire's dictionary, and she was conscious enough to even regret in the first place, then the sight of Dana's extended arm would've been described in relentless detail.

Staff and new fans held their breath in terror as Eclaire's own breath ran short. The last of it was being pushed out as she was slammed by the beefy bicep and back into the turnbuckle! Of course compared to when she was forced to make the world's prettiest imprint with her face, the back of her head didn't exactly leave a literal impression. After a slam that made half the crowd's hearts skip a collective beat, the next sound to ring out was Eclaire's stylized kneepads slamming against the canvas as she collapsed onto them. The shine in her emerald eyes had grown dull, her golden bangs drooped down, and her mouth hung agape like that of a slack-jawed village idiot. It wouldn't be right to say she was staring up at Dana since the blonde wasn't exactly all there. Needless to say she wasn't making a single move like this!

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The lariat had sent Eclaire towards the turnbuckle, and Dana believed this was the perfect spot for her to enact her revenge. Sauntering over to where Eclaire was, she would take a few seconds to inspect the younger woman, letting out an amused giggle along the way. She knew what was coming next, so she would reach down to Eclaire's chin while bending down to her, cupping her chin so that she would be able to see her face better.

"Now then, I believe it's about time a naughty girl like you gets her punishment..." Dana said as she would let go of Eclaire's chin so that she could reach down to the younger woman's cleavage. She knew that Eclaire had stuffed her own lipstick between her breasts, and she would pull the thing out, taking a good look of it once she fished it out.

"Do forgive me, dear, but an old girl like me rarely uses this thing, but even I can't help but want to be pretty..." Dana said before she started applying the lipstick on herself, making quite a show as she rouged her lips up. She had no way of knowing how she looked, but she knew how to use a lipstick, so after applying it on herself, she leaned in and grabbed Eclaire by her hair.

"And now... let mama kiss the booboo away~" Dana said as she would begin kissing Eclaire's face, peppering her cheeks and forehead with lipstick marks. Then, she would cap it off by giving Eclaire a deep kiss on her lips, much to the crowd's rejoice. Once she broke the kiss, she licked her own lips before letting out a hearty "Ara ara~"

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In the jumbled mess that was Eclaire's point of view, the only thing she could make out with any clarity was Dana herself. Everything from the crowd to the ring itself was nothing more than a faded blur and the same went for audio. Only the sound of the veteran's motherly tone broke out from the ringing plaguing Eclaire's ears; an experience equivalent to heaven on paper but in reality was quite a different story. Eclaire didn't know quite exactly what she was feeling yet as Dana cupped her chin, but it certainly wasn't a motherly embrace or anything quite so heartwarming! Whatever this feeling was Eclaire knew she was coming to dread it; only being able to describe it as slowly being dragged into an endless abyss. The feeling growing stronger and stronger as she watched Dana's hand suddenly shoot down at her breasts!

"N-no wai- AHHHHHH!!!" Eclaire shrieked as her breasts shook and bounced about while Dana pulled out her prize! If there was any remnant of the stupor from the prior beating left, it had been completely vanquished with this rude awakening leaving Eclaire all too aware of her situation. She watched as her breasts swayed and jiggled from the terribly rough treatment, made all the more mortifying as a strap from her leotard began to slide off her broad, sweaty shoulder. Barely managing to keep herself from debuting with a wardrobe malfunction as she quickly rushed to cover herself up! It was then as she gripped herself and glanced up at Dana dolling herself up did Eclaire truly realize what she had begun to feel: helpless and scared.

Shock, regret, and even a tinge of fear were nothing new for Eclaire but they were things she quickly brushed off without so much as a second to waste. Eclaire for the longest time considered herself above any kind of negativity. Believing herself to be far too fabulous, perfect, and powerful in every sense to even conceive things like being truly scared! Yet Dana, being the experienced and caring mother that she was, gave Eclaire quite the reality check as she continued to rouge herself up. Quivering in her boots and backing herself further into the turnbuckle, Eclaire truly realized that Dana's moniker wasn't just for show and flair! This woman was a bonafide demon!

Fear owned Eclaire in that moment and kept her completely paralyzed. The sight of a pair of luscious, plump, rouge lips coming her way would never be something Eclaire would even consider backing away from, but now they were symbolizing her helplessness! Of course the feeling of them pressing against her face wasn't any less pleasurable, if not more so than usual as Mama Dana knew had to pucker up. The blend of arousal and terror did wonders to leave Eclaire quivering, moaning, and trembling as her eyes never once parted from Dana's tender lips. Bracing and tensing up before every smooch, and left with her tongue unceremoniously out and eyes rolled up just a little more with each one. Overwhelmed was the only way Eclaire could describe things now. Left craving more of her mommy's kisses but dreading this sensation of powerlessness growing with each kiss!

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Though it was when Dana's lips finally graced Eclaire's own that everything came crashing down, including the tycoon herself. Eclaire didn't know if she ever had, or ever would again experience a liplock quite like this one. Words like pleasure, corruption, and helpless shouldn't go together but what others could describe those delicate lips against her own? Eclaire's eyes rolled up and her once tense muscles began to relax, even looking as if they were going soft after wearing themselves out. The adrenaline rush from the fear dissipated and was replaced with an intoxicating rush of bliss and dread. As the kiss finally broke and the saliva trail snapped, Eclaire began to collapse to her knees. Letting out an absolutely pathetic and scared moan as she began to fall with likely only Dana being able to hear what slipped from Eclaire's lips, "Mmm-mommy..."

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Marking Eclaire's beautiful face with lipstick marks, Dana giggled after she ended the kiss on her lips. It looked like the other woman ended up in a stupor after being subjected to such thing, and Dana thought that she enjoyed this experience. Of course, there was still a matter of having to win this match, and she decided to continue on that as she would grab onto Eclaire's head and shoulder, pulling her up from the corner and dragging her towards the center of the ring so that she could proceed with her plan.

"There, there... mommy's here..." Dana purred to Eclaire's ear as she would guide her to the center of the ring. Keeping her hands on the younger woman to ensure that she still remained on her feet, Dana would bring one hand on Eclaire's back, moving it down and placing it on her posterior, giving the cheeks a slight knead before she exerted her strength so that she could hoist Eclaire's body up onto her shoulder, carrying her like a sack of potatoes. "Let mommy give you a bit of a ride~"

So, Dana would parade Eclaire around, displaying her prodigious strength by carrying her on her shoulder despite the younger woman being a heavyweight. She would also make sure to jerk Eclaire's body while parading her around, making it clear to her that she was completely under the Smiling Demon's mercy. The crowd seemed to be enjoying the show of dominance from the veteran, and she was glad to show off her stuff. At some point, Dana would also give Eclaire's butt a playful slap, again for the show.

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Did waking up from a spanking count as a wake-up call or a booty call? That was something Eclaire was going to have to define later in the comforts of anything but Dana's grasp, which she had spent more than enough time in if her butt being so horribly sore was anything to go by. Taking even one more fall in the state she was in was completely out of the question lest she spend 3 seconds on the canvas in dreamland, and possible days in mommy's devilish grasp after the bell had rung. An adrenaline-fueled escape was the only chance she had of making it out with any shred of dignity intact!

Slung over a shoulder, spanked like a stepchild, and shown off like a masterpiece at an art gallery wasn't exactly going to leave Eclaire with all that many options if any at all. Planning one out in the heat of the moment wasn't exactly something she'd deem easy either. Perhaps it was just her, but being straddled and spanked by somebody as utterly mesmerizing as Dana didn't leave the brain focusing on escape so much as it did making sure Eclaire didn't moan like a common whore to high heaven with each smack of her luscious cheeks. It was only after her butt jiggled once more for the delight of Dana's fans that Eclaire finally realized her way out of being mommy's special toy for the night.

Dat ass. More specifically Dana's.

With each jerk and tug of Eclaire's body, she began to swing her legs back and forth. Quickly building up momentum like a soon-to-be overcharged metronome until she had gone from ragdoll to swinging pendulum! Her palms opened up like talons and dug fiercely dug into their plump target: giving Dana's ass a firm clench as she swung her body over Dana's shoulder! With a not-so-refined battlecry, driven by pure adrenaline, Eclaire was able to plant her feet on the canvas once more, and haul Dana overhead! Keeping her grip locked on that bubbly booty to deliver a hefty, brutal, desperate power bomb!

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Having Eclaire's body slung over her shoulder, spanking her ass, Dana was displaying her dominance over her opponent, thinking that what came next would be something to finish her off. But then, Eclaire seemed to be doing something, moving her own body in a rather suspicious way where she swung her legs back and forth before she suddenly reached down to Dana's ass!

Dana was caught off-guard by that, and it didn't prepare her for what Eclaire would do next, as she then swung her body over her shoulder before she planted her feet on the mat. She managed to haul Dana overhead and she didn't have time to react as she was then thrown down into the mat with a desperate powerbomb!

"UUUGHHHN!!"

Dana was shaken by the brutal move, and her body was splayed on the mat. She had a confused look on her face as she stared at the ceiling, still unable to register what just happened to her. It seemed that Eclaire had managed to the turn the tide, and it was up to her to decide on what to do next while the Ashford matron was down.

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The reversal was anything but fabulous but at this point, Eclaire had to come to the horrifyingly grim conclusion that she couldn't spend every movement looking like a blindingly bright star. There wasn't even enough breath to come out with a quip or two; just the sound of heavy breaths one after the other. "Hah...hah...nngh..." Not exactly the finest thing to slip from Eclaire's lips, neither was the occasional drop of drool as her mouth continued to hang open. Her bangs were covering her eyes, her ringlets were beginning to uncurl, the sweat drenching her figure was letting one of her leotard's straps start to ever so slightly slip to the end of her bulky shoulder, and the less said about the tycoon's nipples and how they were practically trying to pierce her leotard...the better for her dignity.

A combination of messy bangs and endless sweat was starting to make even the act of seeing straight a chore. Instinctively, Eclaire swiped the back of her hand across her forehead and found it met with a series of red smudges. While forgetting the kiss Dana had given her was going to be outright impossible, the image of being swamped with lipstick marks much like how the Ashford matron was did somehow slip her mind. The idea of feeling any more humiliated than she was now seemed impossible, what with being spanked over like a brat a few seconds ago. But between how disheveled this match had her, plus the feeling of Dana's touch lingering between her breasts refusing to fade, Eclaire wouldn't have been surprised if somebody took a picture of her now and slapped it right under the textbook definition of embarrassed.

Though this was the turning point! A time to reestablish her grandeur as to not leave her debut on such a shameful note! To make sure everybody remembered not how she was now, but instead even more glamorous than when she took to the stage! A time she'd certainly capitalize on...after falling onto the way-too-sore seat she called an ass with her hands just barely able to catch her fall. Eclaire was only barely able to stop herself from going spread eagle entirely. Needing this moment to catch her breath, no matter how much she wanted to deliver full course of humiliation to her exasperated opponent!

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Dana had been taken by surprise as she was powerbombed by Eclaire while displaying her superiority over her earlier. Laid out spread eagle on the mat, Dana was staring at the lights above, trying to recollect herself. She remembered that she was still in the match, and with a grunt, she rolled herself to the side before she saw Eclaire in a seated position, presumably still affected by everything that she had taken earlier. At the very least, she couldn't capitalize on this moment, and the sight of Eclaire's face made Dana smile despite her own current condition.

"H-heh... y-you could've taken advantage of this, you know?" Dana said aloud, though she was unsure whether Eclaire could hear her or not. Dana would get herself on her knees and hands, getting on all four. She was panting, her body still feeling sore after the powerbomb, and she would need a few seconds to regain her bearing, and a few seconds more to return back to her feet. As she caught her breath, she looked at the direction of her opponent as she would try to rise back up onto her feet.

"G-get up... I haven't t-thoroughly spanked you yet, young lady..." Dana said as she would try to push herself up. It seemed that in addition to the damage that she had taken from the powerbomb, she was already exhausted from the exchanges that she had with Eclaire earlier. She could regain some of her strength, though she didn't really have the luxury of time there. As she tried to return back to her feet, she kept her eyes trained on Eclaire, wanting to see how she was faring.

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There were a million things Eclaire wanted to say and not nearly enough breaths to say them with. Just how in the name of camp and fabulousness could Dana still have that attitude?! Here the perfect Ruby Tycoon was desperate for air and filled to the brim with shame and indignity, and yet this disastrously devious MILF was still running her mouth as if she had complete control of the match, Eclaire's match! This was her debut! Her time to shine! Her time to continue showing her perfection extended into any field she saw fit! She wouldn't be upstaged at this critical juncture by anybody, even somebody who had been wrestling their entire life!

With how long it was taking Dana to force herself to her feet, Eclaire had just enough time to finally catch her breath and rise up. Albeit it was a slow and painful process with her muscles aching and quivering with each passing second. Though damage be damned, Eclaire continued to try and force herself up with every intention of shutting this coquettish mother up! Only managing to rise to a squat at best with a single fist planted on the ground, it was still more than enough to get her ready to make her next move. The gap between her and Dana was just small enough for a single lunging spear to close it! She would shoot herself forward, arms outstretched, and head tilted down with an attempt to drive her body right into Dana's gut! There wasn't much of a plan to be had apart from just trying to tackle Dana to the floor and continue the pressure from there, but what were the odds Dana would be left standing with the condition she was in? Eclaire would try and back the slam with all the force she could muster, for whatever that was worth now!

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Dana watched Eclaire who was struggling to get up as well, though she also knew that there was a chance that the younger woman might have something in store for her. Sure enough, Eclaire then proceeded to suddenly launch herself towards her with a spear, and Dana would quickly plant her feet on the mat, trying to take the spear head on.

"GHHH!!"

It felt like she was being ran over by a truck, but Dana managed to retain her footing as she stopped Eclaire in her track. Grabbing the younger woman by her shoulder and head, Dana would then proceed to grab her opponent's head with her hands before stuffing it between her thighs. She couldn't afford to pause as she would then reach down to Eclaire's body so that she could hoist her up, holding her upside down.

Holding Eclaire in a way that indicated that she might be going for a piledriver, Dana would adjust her grip around her opponent's body a bit before she executed her move, bringing Eclaire down after jumping up, sending her crashing down into the mat with a Ganso bomb. She named the move Mount Olympus, and the devastation inflicted would be tremendous if it was successful.