Country Clash - Claire McAllister vs Black Severin

[ADarlingDucky]

Finding herself down on the mat was already bad enough, as Severin's move had taken her leg clean from out underneath her and left her with a lingering pain, but what was worse was when her opponent would grab hold of her, and hoisting her right back up! With a grip on her chaps and vest, the masked man would showcase quite an impressive amount of strength as he flung the blonde lightweight into the air before positioning himself underneath to catch her, the cowgirl falling fast towards him! However, as she would come down she'd manage to get an arm around his neck and swing her body backwards, and turn the dangerous situation into one that benefited her, as she brought the masked man crashing down on the top of his head with a brutal DDT!

Severin slammed down on the top of his dome with enough force to draw a few hisses from the crowd as they watched the impact, before flipping over completely and ending up sat back up on the mat, dazed and moving slow, as Claire rolled herself over!

"Whew... now stay right there mister!" Claire called, picking herself up and eyeing up the seated Severin, before walking over to him and planting her head on the top of his head to keep him in place! And then, with a swift turn, she'd swing around and throw her hips back, smacking her plump rear end into him to further rattle his head with a hip attack meant to send him straight back down to the mat!

[DSX93]

It's an amazing thing. It really is: Just how much power a woman can pack into her ass. It was like a good punch in the face, just spread out. And what Claire hit him with? It was like some mean, fun straights. BAM! BAM! BAM! Triggering more flashes of pain and re-scrambling his brains. Yet, he couldn't say he hated it. With the thong she was wearing, he was getting hit with nearly nothing but cheeks, so how could he, really?

But although it appealed to his masochistic side, it still knocked him silly, just as Claire wanted.

[ADarlingDucky]

With Severin sitting nice and dazed on the mat for her, Claire was able to approach the downed male with no worries about a possible attack, knowing that he was likely just trying to get his vision to stop spinning instead of thinking about swinging at her! That made it all the easier for the blonde cowgirl to take hold of his head and keep him steady, turning around and presenting her rear end, before swinging her hips back to use her cheeks to smack Severin right on the dome, sending him crashing back to the mat, even more dazed than before! Claire, for her part, would turn around following her hip strike to see him down on the mat, and slowly circle around him, moving over towards his legs!

"Need a wake-up call down there mister?" She beamed, before reaching out for Severin's legs, grabbing them and lifting them into the air, stepping between them with one of her own! With a clear and practiced motion, Claire would attempt to cross one of his legs over the other, before quickly stepping over and twisting Severin onto his front, looking to her plump peach down on the small of his back and cinch in a tight sharpshooter submission!

[DSX93]

Severin shook his head, hoping that would shake out the cobwebs and trauma-induced fog. No such luck. He heard a female voice during this time, but failed to attribute it to his opponent. And by the time that cloud lifted, it was too late: She had his legs up, not to go for a pinfall as his loopy brain suspected, but to lock in a sharpshooter.

Now, despite what his musculature would suggest, Severin was quite a flexible man, thanks to his regular yoga regimen. But her smaller size meant that she'd carry his legs further, bending him at a sharper angle that pushed that flexibility past its limits, ripping out a cry that settle down into pained groans.

This...this actually wasn't the worst hold he's ever been in. Though he was also aware that there were some that did catastrophic damage by the time you really felt the pain, and he wasn't trying to test that and risk ending up in a wheelchair, so he started dragging his ass to the ropes.

[ADarlingDucky]

With Severin's legs firmly in her grasp, Claire would quickly set up the masked man by twisting his legs around her own, before she got a firm grip and flipped him over, sitting down on his back to apply a tight and very painful-looking sharpshooter! Claire's plump behind would settle nicely on his muscled back, and despite his groans of protest, the blonde belle would wrench back further and further on his legs, each tug putting another sharp sting of pain onto his spine, while she let him use his strength crawling towards the ropes! Claire was well aware that in spite of how painful the hold was, Severin was quite unlikely to submit here, but that didn't mean she would take it easy on him, really wrenching back hard while he moved them along the mat!

"Whew! Gotta say Mister Severin, yer a lot more comfy than ya look!" Claire teased, bouncing up and down on the masked man's back a few times, each one letting her wrench a bit more on his legs, folding him up even tighter in the submission hold! She'd look to wrench it as hard as she could, but the moment that Severin's hand managed to grasp hold of the ropes, Claire would release him from the submission, abiding by the rope break as she stood up and moved away, providing him with an opportunity to get back up to his feet!