A Starmaking Debut: Zane Lambert vs Blake Belladonna

[Bare]

Zane was practically in heaven at the moment as he not only had Blake in a advantageous position, but also one where he was all but free to grind up on the attractive girl. Something he was milking the chance to do so for as long as he had the opportunity too. After all with a plump, pillowy ass like this who could blame?

Although it appeared his excitement and enjoyment of they're current position had... manifested itself.. physically. Biting his lip softly as he felt an erection growing down there and pressing into Blake's rear he had to admit it felt pretty damn good. What didn't feel good however was Blake's foot smashing into his own.

"Agh damn ow!" Immediately he would release his hold on the girl's waist in favor of trying to grab at his foot. But Blake wasn't done just yet, his thing against her ass apparently bringing out a whole new level of ferocity as she followed up by driving her elbow into his side. "Agh!"

Grunting in pain from it he was stunned and off balanced, made easy pickings for Blake as she grabbed his head bringing him down and driving his head into the mat! "Aghhh!" He'd scream out bouncing off the mat and flopping onto his back dazed and groaning in pain on the mat while holding his head, trying to figure out what had just happened.

[Ultima]

Blake was never one to anger quickly. Always electing to stay calm and collected. But she was thrusted into a match with a streamer pretending to be a wrestler. Along with the fact he only wanted to feel Blake up as opposed to wrestle in the match. With him getting what he wanted evidently with Blake’s butt grinding on his erection. These were the perfect ingredients to make Blake go over the top in anger. That said landing the ddt on Zane felt very good.

Standing herself with a kip up. Blake would get a round of applause for her recent movements. None she would pay mind to, being more focused on the streamer/wrestler currently on his back. That was for getting a hard on… on me Said confidently though waning in confidence as she was finishing her statement. Not wanting to dwell on the moment any longer Blake would position herself near Zane’s head. Here Blake would use her impressive leg muscles to jump a considerable height. Looking to drop her leg on Zane’s neck.

[Bare]

Zane groaned from his new position flat on his back on the mat and looking up at Blake as she stood over him... Not exactly a bad spot if he was being honest. But that being said he wasn't looking forward to whatever the pissed girl had in mind for doing to him which judging by her jump and extended leg... Yeah he couldn't let that connect.

Pulling his legs up Zane would throw them forward to kip back up to his feet, curling his chest in as he did so to make sure he avoided Blake's leg drop. If successful in dodging the move and assuming Blake was in a seated position form the failed attack Zane would turn and lean down bring, bringing his hands around on either side of her... but not in a waist lock.

Rather his hands would move to latch onto either of the dark haired girl's breasts! If successful he would haul her up into a standing position before bringing himself up close to her from behind. "Mhm doesn't sound like you hated it as much as you're letting on." He'd whisper into her ear, giving her breasts a extra squeeze as well for emphasis. Unlike before however Zane wouldn't delay and instead throw himself backwards in order to slam Blake into the mat with his signature move the starplex or as it was better known a standard boobplex!

[Ultima]

Blake had hoped that in landing this leg drop on Zane's neck that maybe it'd shut him up. That would make the match a bit more bearable, but Zane had other things in mind. Doing a rather impressive kip up to avoid Blake's leg drop. Making Blake miss her target and land painfully on her butt. Blake would recoil from the drop some what holding her butt.

While Blake was attempting to recover from her missed move but Zane had moved faster than Blake from her miss. Once again getting behind the woman, Blake was prepared for another waist lock into possibly a throw. But that was not the plan, instead Zane would have both of his hands latch onto Blake's breasts.

Blake feeling a rather sudden shock from the initial grab, followed by the embarrassment. Marked by the red tint filling her cheeks. Wait wha-what are you doing?!? Asked the woman more fixated on the groping of her breasts. Zane on the other hand was whispering rather suggestive notions. Emphasis being put on with another squeezing of Blake's breasts.

WAIT!! Blake said after she was hoisted up by her breast by Zane, then backwards. Zane landing his signature starplex, with Blake landing with a loud thud and her body folded over, legs dangling near her head

[Bare]

Despite a rather painful reception from his opponent Zane had managed to turn things around with quite a bit of fun on his part by managing to hit the girl with his starplex. Smirking a bit as he stood after delivering the move he looked behind him and saw Blake on her shoulders with her ass precariously above her. "Now thats a money shot right there!" He said jokingly while pointing at her plump ass.

As he did so however he would already be approaching the dark haired girl to continue his offense. Stepping in behind her he grabbed Blake's legs and pulled them back onto his hips, bracing her but against his groin once more. As he did so however he would bend down and grab the girl's arms aiming to lift her up by them into the air.

If he managed this he would smirk and grind himself behind her while pulling on her arms from the sides in a strange wheelbarrow stretch submission hold. "So hottie, anything to say about this?" Zane asked teasingly to her ear as he gave an extra tug on her arms from the sides to further emphasize the power he would have on her if he locked the submission in successfully

[Ultima]

This was not how Blake expected the match to continue. Sure she had partially expected Zane to attempt feeling Blake up. But not expecting some technical skill behind it also. That much was evident behind the kip up from before and the suplex that followed. Though Blake was more taken about about how to suplex was conducted more so than the move itself. As if to add more onto that embarrassment, Blake had been folded over in a way that suited Zane even more.

Zane not failing to make a comment about Blake's current position either, Blake would groan in pain as her entire body was thrown to the ring floor. The groaning still could be applied to Zane's comment. It wasn't as though Zane would be nice enough to allow Blake to adjust herself. Zane would get a hold on Blake's legs and pull them close to him. Pressing Blake's body against his swelling groin once more, this alone causing her to grimace.

Not being able to say anything as she was grunting in pain, which was followed by a audible gasp from Zane grabbing onto her arms. Uugh.. Aaah.. Blake let out in a mixture of pain and pleasure from being in Zane's hold. The crux of it being that Blake could feel Zane's crotch being nuzzled into her rear end.

[Bare]

Zane smirked as he pulled Blake up by her arms into the... unique submission hold he had devised with the sole intention of dry humping the girl without worry of interruption or counter attack. Truly the position she landed in after his signature move was all too perfect to set up this little number and have some fun. In fact.. if his ears weren't deceiving him...

"Ohohoho! Are you liking this Blakey? I knew I'd get through to you!" He'd say playfully as he pulled the dark haired girl further back while leaning forward and pressing his lips against the back of her neck softly.

However immediately after he would suddenly shift gears. Taking advantage of the fact he had already pulled her further back Zane would suddenly drop her arms, instead his hands going up to press against Blake's back before pushing down to send her crashing face and chest first into the mat with a face buster! If he successfully landed the move than Zane would take advantage of the girl's legs already hooked against his hips. Grabbing onto them he would roll Blake over onto her back before dropping down to sit on her stomach while lifting just one of her legs back, using his other arm to pose for the camera as he went for a pinfall!

"ONE!" The ref would yell slamming the mat with their hand starting the count.

[Ultima]

Many would describe Blake as a specialist in many regards, but she was unable to try and counter this hold on her. Seemingly the boobplex taking more out of her than previously thought. Making matters worse was Zane's humping on Blake. There was no mistaking that Zane's extra member was only getting harder and harder. Surely Zane wouldn't be so dominant he could do whatever he wanted to Blake right? That was up to Blake if she could put together some momentum.

Getting pulled further back and grunting along with it. It was evident enough that Zane was toying with Blake. Basically planting a kiss on her neck further cementing that.

Blake was close to figuring out a way out of this hold she was in. Though she would be to late in doing so as Zane shifted his gears faster. Releasing Blake and putting his hands on her back to further push Blake down. Slamming the black haired wrestler roughly face first onto the ring floor. GAH! Was the sounds that Blake made upon making impact with the ring. Quickly clutching her face in pain as she tried to move away from Zane.

Not that the streamer would let her, flipping Blake over and in doing Zane would take a seat on Blake's stomach pinning her. The referee even coming in and beginning the count. Blake would hear the one and as if suddenly wake up. Flexing her abdominal muscles at their maximum and placing both her arms on Zane's back. Pushing him off while also raising her body up. Hoping the combination would be enough to push Zane off of her.

[Bare]

Zane smirked as he sat back on Blake's stomach, enjoying the soft and suppleness of her tone stomach under him as he pulled her long toned leg up. Looking right into the camera he struck a pose for the world as he sat back for the ref to count the pin. But the time in the limelight was short lived cause Blake was sure as hell not gonna allow Zane the opportunity to defeat her so easily.

"Whoa!" Shouting in surprise as he felt the push on his back Zane was forced off his dark haired opponent rather unceremoniously and left to stumble onto his feet. Looking over his shoulder at the downed position of the girl he would just smirk softly as he turned around to look down on her.

"Not done yet huh? Alright I like girls with lots of stamina." He said with a grin as he took a few steps over to her downed body and bent over to grab a hand full of midnight black locks. If uninterrupted he would pull up, looking to drag Blake up onto her knees and then up to her feet, aiming to bring the woman up to a vertical base. "Ya know... from this angle with you all tame and sweaty.. you're way hotter than before." He said mockingly to her in a low husky tone before pulling Blake in to kiss her fully on the lips!

[Ultima]

Blake had saved herself from a humiliating loss. In Blake's perspective, humiliating enough that she was legitimately consider retiring. Bad enough that she was a subject to his subpar wrestling, but to nearly lose to it? That was something Blake would have to come to terms with at a later point. Despite stopping the pin though, it wasn't as if Blake was safe now.

Zane approached Blake slowly, seemingly with little intent to try and finish Blake. Not that she would allow him if that were the case. Grabbing a hold of her hair, Blake would grimace at the feeling of her hair being pulled. Blake going to her knees back to standing upright, holding her hair attempting to lessen the pressure on her hair.

Zane on the other hand was looking to make things much more intimate between the two. Attempting to pull Blake in for a kiss, Blake stopping this immediately by kneeing Zane in the stomach. That combined with Blake pushing the streamer away. Hopefully this creating the desired outcome in making space. And somehow you are getting more disgusting by the minute The midnight colored wrestler said as she grabbed both of Zane's arms. Jumping back landing on the mat, tucking in her boot onto Zane's midsection. Now placing both her boots on Zane, she would kick him off her body. Aiming to launch the streamer into a turnbuckle nearby.