Karen S. Vs. Dixie C. - At Long Last (Apex Qualifer Match)

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Karen's hand was already up in preparation to once more beatdown on the cowgirls good looks, but Dixie was no fool. Even after having her bell rung her body practically responded on its own, with the cowgirls arms up and strong yet again. Karen could have rung in her blows, perhaps slipping a few past her guard, but she'd be exhausting herself in the process. Not to mention aching her knuckles on Dixie's strong forearms in the process.

So instead of striking at that guard, Karen looked to grab at it. With a hand to either wrist, Karen looked to take Dixie's arms out of the fray even if it meant tying up her own. For she didn't need them with what came next!

With a roar, Karen sought to give away her top mount as quickly as she had found it. Though not without an even greater gain, as she'd look to fall to her side with Dixie still in tow between now clamping thighs.

With Karen's end goal being to have Dixie pulled on her side - now facing her with her arms still tied up. And her waistline now victim to a horrendous scissors, as thighs the size of oak trees clenched down!

All the whilst Karen ensured her legs would be tightly crossed at the ankles, to ensure there'd be no easy break any which way!

[Devastated]

Dixie's arms shot up to protect herself. Looking to guard against the oncoming assault from the enraged Karen. Seeking to ride out her current rage fueled momentum and find a way to fight back when she began to slow down. Though Karen wasn't the fool that she was taking her for. Karen didn't choose to continue her onslaught of punches. Instead she grabbed at Dixie's wrists and pulled those arms apart slightly, Dixie would throw a frustrated and angry glare the way of her rival.

"W-why you lil'..." Dixie complained as she was pulled along and rolled onto her side along with Karen. Those thick strong legs of her rival wrapped around her waist and begun to squeeze! "Hhgnnh!" the cowgirl would grunt out, squirming in the hold as she wrestle and jerked with her arms, trying to pull them free from Karen's grip.

She kicked with her legs, and bucked like a wild bronco. Trying to make the painful waist scissor was difficult as possible for Karen to keep locked in.

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Karen was squeezing down with full force, as if to cripple Dixie and make her gasp out a submission here and now. She most certainly wouldn't, but it was nice to imagine it at least.

Though Dixie was not without resistance, as Karen found the cowgirl pushing to the canvas before writhing and kicking as if trying to escape the very jaws of life themselves. To mixed success!

For Karen was not without response herself, as she first reached across with her right hand raised, as if to strike at whatever part of Dixie she could reach. Not once, but a handful of times!

Roaring out as she did, the moment Dixie put any kind of focus into defending herself from Karen's pummelling, the darker haired amazon would rear her hand back. To press it back to the canvas, and renew what pressure she could muster through those legs of hers!

[Devastated]

Dixie was struggling, that was clear to anyone. She was currently being squeezed out by Karen as those powerful thighs of hers were flexing and doing all they could to squeeze the life out of the Three Count Cowgirl! Dixie snarled out in anger as she continued to struggle and fight the hold.

Yet Karen decided to violently swing at her, which caused Dixie to quickly protect herself. Trying to guard and block the incoming wild blows from the violent and savage Karen!

Still trapped and with no immediate way to escape. Dixie had to think of something. She had to figure out a way out of this situation. What she needed right now more than anything was a reset. She had to start to crawl and drag them towards the ropes! Aiming to of course get a rope break!

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Karen's focus remained on the scissors - sure she enjoyed every strike landing on Dixie to bruise her further, but she had little confidence she could knock the strong bodied cowgirl out from this angle. She could however squeeze her half to death, which is why the power kept building in her thighs as opposed to her arms!

Despite the shorter haired amazons efforts however, Dixie was soon able to muster a crawl towards the ropes. Even shifting as to near dig her fingers into the canvas to slow Dixie's pull down didn't do much good. It was easier for the cowgirl to heave them both given Karen herself had nothing solid to grasp onto.

With the ropes soon in reach of the cowgirl, only the count of one was needed from the official before Karen acknowledged the rope break. Releasing with a grunt, she'd push back onto her knees with something of a reverse roll, before pushing up to a stand. All the whilst never taking her eyes off of Dixie, as she began pacing left to right. Almost in feral fashion, as she awaited the moment she could legally attack this gal again!

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The scissor was causing Dixie a whole lot of pain. She winced and huffed out through gritted teeth, clenching her jaw tightly as a way to cope with the immense pressure that was bearing down on her core. She struggled to make her way towards the ropes, and Karen was doing everything she could to stop that crawl towards the ropes. However, Dixie managed to reach for the ropes and was surprised as she did. Karen release her almost immediately! That confused the blonde for a moment, she huffed out and rubbed her abs a bit. Pulling herself up to her knees as she held tightly onto the ropes.

Throwing an angry glare towards Karen. Dixie would begin to push herself up to her feet, watching as the short-haired woman paced from left to right, prowling like a wild and angry animal. Dixie though, was going to try and stay calm and collected, taking a few more deep breaths before she would step away from the ropes.

Once free she would raise her arms as if she was ready to throw down with Karen again. Though what she would do was wait, for Karen to come at her. When Karen was close enough she would try and suddenly thrust up her leg for a front kick straight into Karen's abs! Trying to catch her unaware.

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Karen couldn't be contained!

The moment Dixie was even halfway up, Karen was on her yet again, with hands reaching for her long locks in an effort to try and render her hated foe somewhat bald. Much to the displeasure of the referee of course, who began to scream the roof off of the building as Karen not only flaunted the rules with that hair pull, but pulled at Dixie despite her rear side still being to the ropes.

Though the cowgirl needed no help!

Clutching at her hated foe, Karen found a strike to her abs that knocked the wind out of her sails and then some. Slowing down though not completely, Karen tried to maintain her grip with at least her left hand before she raised her right. For a breathless hook straight to the cowgirls cheek!

[Devastated]

Karen couldn't be stopped or contained and that was something that Dixie was banking on. She wanted Karen to come at her and even if she would take a burning pain in her scalp as Karen took two handfuls of her hair and yanked on her violently. Pulling Dixie up to her feet where she launched her leg up and smashed her boot straight into that belly of Karen's!

Hearing the air get knocked clean out from those lungs of hers. Dixie felt how Karen lost one handful of hair before she threw that punch of hers. Though Dixie could tell it didn't carry the usual Karen power behind it. Dixie decided to brace and take that breathless hook straight to her face, her cheek stung and her head snapped to the side...but she wasn't going to be slowed down.

Dixie was on the move now and she was planning on laying into Karen! Her right hand reached up as she sought to grab a Karen's throat! Filled with rage herself, she would reach her other hand for Karen's leotard by her hip and then with that good ol'fashioned Cowgirl strength try and lift her up and slam her down with a Chokeslam!

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Both women refused to take their foot off the gas, but it was Dixie who took the moment to hand. With Karen's fist finding its mark, the loss of orientation by the darker haired amazon meant that her strike would not be as strong as it could have been. Had that hook carried with it the power Karen intended it to have, her foe would have been dropped to her ass no doubt about it!

Instead, Dixie was merely sent into a spin by said hook, with the cowgirl near enough running off the momentum Karen had thrust upon her. By recoiling right back, with her hand raised!

Audible gasp heard from Karen as her neck was grabbed, there was nothing but a violent flailing of arms from Karen before she'd be heaved up and then down. With her rear side leading the charge, as Dixie forced her to near enough bounce off of the canvas after the initial spine-first impact, before Karen fell spread eagle!

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The blonde wasn't about to slow down. She took that blow to her cheek and carried on! Reaching out for Karen's throat and clutching it tightly with her hand. As if she was trying to choke Karen out with one hand alone. Her other hand grabbed at Karen's leotard and with a display of that good old fashioned Texas strength she hoisted Karen up into the air and then chucked her down! Slamming her into the canvas with as much power as the Three Count Cowgirl could manage!

The ring ropes shook and bounced wildly from the heavy frame of Karen slamming into the canvas. She stomped a few steps forward after slamming Karen down and then quickly spun around. Panting out a bit as she looked down upon the eagle spread Karen....Dixie would throw on a smirk through her pained face. Karen had really been laying into her in the start of the match but here was where Dixie was going to take charge!

Reaching down for Karen's mane of black hair, taking a commanding grip on those short strands of raven locks as she would try and yank and pull Karen up to her feet. Facing away from the blonde, as Dixie's arms would wrap tightly around Karen's waist. Hugging her firmly from behind as that large chest of the Texan pushed against Karen's back. She'd heave up and try to lift Karen's feet clean off of the canvas and throw her backwards, trying to go for a clean and easy German Suplex!