Killer King vs K.R.R

[KillerV]

When King slowing her down even more after the big powerbomb her back on the top turnbuckle and top of that, he headbutted her hard twice in a row right on the crotch making her throbbing in pain while she laid on the corner suffering from the pain, now that he is on the other side of the table, position himself to make her suffer as much as he could, hopefully that she would never make the dirty beast angry again!

He grabs one of her ankles to pull slowly as he crouches down to sliding her backward across his shoulders to lifted Karla off the turnbuckle, placing his strong paws on her inner thigh between the legs while other hand grabbing her chin, carrying the tough sexy woman to the center of the ring away from the ropes, displaying her where he jerk the woman down repeatedly, bending backward to stretches out by his Torture Rack! "Hurrgh! Hurgh Hurgh Hurghhhhh!"

[Monsy]

Staring up at the blaring overhead lights, she found herself groaning weakly from the repeated low-blows, a sense of stabbing aches throbbing in her core paralyzed her. Dancing on this weakened state, she could only hate herself for not fighting through it, to allow herself to be affected. It wasn't long until she realized she was being dragged, hitched by her ankle, she tried to clutch the ropes but she was easily overpowered.

Then her hands went to meet the one that hooked under her chin, catching glimpses of the crowd watching with glee at such a sight. Karla once more, was forced to groan and cry out! "HaHH! P-PUT ME-" She screamed. It felt was like she was being ripped in two with this imprisoning hold, leaving her utterly powerless against Killer's onslaught. But not helpless... Karla was not about to let herself be humiliated by someone way larger than her, she detested submission.

No! She would break out... Just you watch. But with limited options, Karla raised her right elbow, trying to bring it down on Killer's head. "DOWN!" She shouted with venom. If one was successful, she would try to do a second, followed by a third; each one accompanied by a yell that sounded like a war-cry.

[KillerV]

King weaken her some that she completely deserves, and soon he takes the finest woman right off the corner and carrying Karla away from the corner and onto his shoulders, bending her painfully backward as he jerks down repeatedly into his back breaking Torture Rack. Hearing her cried out loud from the racking holds, she screams and he continues to bending her, feel that sexy body in that sexy body suit rubbing on his shoulders, bending over and over while enjoying it as he can.

But it soon get cut short when he could see her arm moving more away from his view until he takes a sudden spike on the skull of her sharp and hard elbow, not once, not twice, but going three hard strikes in a row that made him grunted from each blows. "Ugh! Ngh! NGHH!" It made the beast suddenly dropping down on both knees as his holds loosen but unsure if the drop would impact her back or not, either way, his grip would soon releases Karla.

Thats when King reaches his head with one hand, placing the other on the mat to hold himself up, groaning that it stung so much, the bitch is really tough and really putting him in a hard spot, he tries to recover and hopefully can keep her down somehow. "Damnit woman... ngh...."

[Monsy]

She writhed for freedom beforehand, completely under the mercy of two dominating hands which forced her body to bend over broad shoulders. It felt like she was being torn in half, her hands having balled into tight-fists that turned her knuckles white. Her expression would contort, her agony on full display for all to see whilst she tried to fight through it. At the moment, she had connected with a lofty elbow, a saving grace to her situation, and thus it was repeated.

When they finally fell, she got one last jolt of burning pain surge into her back, before she rolled off his shoulders to flop on the mat, front first. Then she writhed on the mat, a hand holding her back as she dug her heated face into the mat. Now wasn't the time to feel embarrassed.. she may have been hurt, but she was far from done! Karla was here to prove herself, that size would not matter in her career.. Man, woman, pint-sized, to buff, she will make them all suffer. "Gggh... Feelin... Light...Headed, huh?" She asked, crawling up to all fours with a jeering laugh.

Letting out slow laboured breathes, she started to find her wind once again and now sought to capitalize. With one hand kept on her back, she raised herself up to a knee, and finally got her second foot beneath her for a full stance. It was hoped Killer would take longer to recover, but Karla didn't count on him being far behind regardless.. She needed a quick counter to get the advantage again, and looked to the ropes. She ran at them at full speed, rebounding off and towards Killer like a small freight train. Lunging knees first, Karla tried to ram them directly into Killer's head, hoping to topple him.

If successful, Karla would ensure that she landed on Killer's chest, using a hand on the mat to steady herself after the fall. Her next move would've been to envelop Killer's head between her solid thighs, the latex material that cloaked said legs would push against the sides of his mask to imprison his face and leave him bare to the lightweight's fury. If she succeeded, Killer would be met with a glowering redhead, staring down at him before it was replaced with offence. She would throw a flurry of punches at his face, left, right, left, right! "Steh Auf! Steh Auf!" She'd shout after every connected punch.

[KillerV]

King groaned while on all fours suffering from his head being hit repeatedly and forced to let her go, dropping her down on the mat while he recovering as he can, unsure whats shes up to but it would take a moment for him to shake off the pain and trying to turn himself around to find that freakin bitch that fucked him up in the head, only to be suddenly being caught by Karla strong knee that knocked the side of his head that dropped the big bad beast onto the mat. "UGH!"

His head feels worst than ever already is that he mind kind of out of wacked from the impact and made him real dizzy for sure. DIdnt give him enough that until he feel his sexy opponent getting on top of him, feeling her leathery bodysuit climbing on top of his sweaty muscular body where he looks up and having his head wedged between her thighs, he would love being there if he were in offensive position but right now, vulnerable...

Thats where he looked up by forced seeing the brunette/reddish hair bitch start swinging her fists slamming across the beastly face of Killer King smacking him around without mercy, each hits just making a loud 'thwat' sound repeatedly while she screaming out loud like a mad woman, kind of sexy.... but the beast isnt here to take the beating like that, he tries to get his hands and arms up as he could hopefully to get his paws at her chest and grab it and throw her off to the side. "NGHHHHH!"

[Monsy]

She unleashed with all her fury, with all effort focused onto more callous offence. On every throw, she'd throw her shoulder down, practically leaning over him as she drove home another strike. And even when her knuckles begun to ache from it, she'd simply applied more effort as a challenge to her bodily limits. But no matter what defiance she may pose, she was unprepared for the sudden grab at her chest. Flinching at the moment, her arms raised and she hooked down with a sudden, surprised gasp. A slight fluster caught her face in a wave of pink on her cheeks. And when her hands set to go onto his wrists, it bared little effect to K.R.R and she was effectively thrown off.

It didn't do any damage per say rather than it looked like she was whipped like a tin can. She hit her side and rolled onto a knee immediately, hissing in frustration as she ran a hand through her hair. Her breathing was slightly irregular after coming down from her rush, but Karla immediately took to her feet again, and decided to turn towards the ropes. She slunk her arm over the top, leaning forward until her chin was just above her arm and then she shouted, "This the best a big man can do?!"

And the ever venomous Karla glowered out to the crowd and shook her head in disapproval, giving a blown kiss, which turned into a middle finger.

[KillerV]

King could feel the soreness of his face even with the beast mask on that barely protected him from her relentless punches, but at the least he could feel her ample breasts when he got a hold of it and shoved her off him, in his mind that is one nice rack even underneath that bodysuit, he is curious about her ass even though she did straddle on his stomach but he wanted to get a hold of it and check himself. Regardless of his dirty thoughts, he is now freed from her attacks, giving him a bit of time to recover.

Slowly he rolled to his side until he can get himself on all fours where he could see his punk opponent Karla just seem pretty confident and rowdy up the crowd while insulting them, kind of hot from a bitch like her but he is more excited to destroy her for his sick pleasure. "Nghhhhhhh..... grrrrrrrr.... I can show you more, just get over here!"

Shook his head some more while pushes himself back up on his feet to balance as he looks on at Karla, the hot bitch just there by the ropes, he stood from the distance and bringing his hands up gesturing her to come for him. If she refuses to get close then he'll come to her, hoping that the beast can try going low for those fine legs to grab one of it, yanking her down on the mat.

[Monsy]

As Karla looked out to the fans, she could see surprise written on their faces. Perhaps it was seeing the lightweight hold her own against a man twice her size after being displayed upon his shoulders. And not only holding her own, she seemed to be going toe to toe with Killer King. An awe inspiring spectacle for the audience, and her herself - who nothing but to prove that she could punch anyone above her weight! Now, the feisty brawler started to rub at her numb knuckles after the recent clobber fest, her side leaning against the ropes as her face was dressed in a wicked grin.

"Tssh, I don't think so, big guy. You could just lie down for me and take your loss with a modicum of dignity."

After such a declaration, and upon Killer's most welcoming invitation, Karla would charge like a brazen bull. Speed was a great asset for her small size, as she would attempt to easily tuck herself at Killer's side and try to bypass any grab with a quick slip. She continued to run and threw her back against the ropes for even move speed to hopefully come at Killer's backside. Regardless, when the distance between them became nothing, Karla would attempt to knee him in the crotch with all her momentum concentrated in that limb. A suitable revenge for past happenings should it connect.

[KillerV]

King hidden face is more likely have bruises from her aggressive punches that just wailing him over and over but thankfully he escaped from her continuous brawling strikes with his massive hands grabbing at her ample breasts covered with that leathery body suit to throw her off, giving him enough time since she also catching her breath from pounding at the beast face. By the time he got up and feeling good enough to continue the match where he could see Karla not advancing so he goes after her hoping to catches the damn hot woman with his hands, but she was ready due to the ropes and uses it to speed right passed him going behind the monster, quickly turn around and shes already coming right for him.

He may not stop her for any incoming strikes which he assume what her move going to be with her strong striking attacks that she did so much of so far... he react fast by taking a step from her path and turn to use his hand slapping her from behind with a push to send her to the ropes to try making her bounces off of that, probably in luck confuses the hot red brunette woman.

If she does bounces off and running back to him, he tries to get his little revenge on Karla by trying to go low and reaching for her damn sexy legs to grab onto and lift her up, high as he could and drop her down onto his knee as he spread the legs out, slam her crotch right on top for his Inverted Atomic Drop! "Hurgh!" hopefully she still standing and clutches the pain so that King can insult her with his middle fingers right in front of her face before grabbing the head as he turn to drop down quickly jarring her jaw on his shoulder into his Stunner, without the kick to the midsection. "GRRRRRR!"

[Monsy]

With such a momentum built up, redirection was out of the question. In the kick that came, it saw nothing but air, already dislodging her balance as the slap stung her rear and led to a stagger. Her chest pushed against the ropes, leaning against it like her balance depended on it, then came teetering back. Caught by her thighs, the large overbearing hands of King spurred a look of complete shock as her feet no longer touched the ground.

“Put me down you ungeheuer!” Shouted the bewildered Karla, both frightened, and worried what came next in the hands of someone who trumped her in strength many times over.

The short plea answered with a crash upon Killer’s knee, the monstrous muscle doubled the impact as her upper half lurched forward. Her wind left her, her hands reaching down to clutch the throbbing pelvis whilst looking forward with a face drained of any colour. Even if her dishevelled red hair curtained her eyes, there were enough gaps to see Killer’s middle fingers, drawing anger from Karla in a growl, but being utterly powerless to respond.

Once an arm arrested her head, she only mustered a sliver of resistance with a vain shove against his upper back before her jaw smashed against his shoulder in a vicious stunner! Everything flashed black, her upper-half snapping free as her posture straightened. She slouched backwards, teetering with her heels dragging, her vision caught in a great fog before she collapsed to the mat back first. Groaning, Karla clutched her jaw, her legs pressed together, and feet planted as her knees writhed side to side. The pain was secondary, as she could hardly see where she was past the sparkling headlights of the arena.