Team Edgeworks [D] vs Allison Tumbleweed

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Clair was high on her control. A light blush dusted her cheeks, she bit her bottom lip, looking at the limp blond who was so proud only moments ago. Now she was beneath her heel, panting in heat, and about as threatening as a lone plant cell. She was broken, beaten, and the Canadian's to do with as she pleased. Before the POW segment that night, too.

Or at least that was what she believed.

While she had a hold on the cowgirl's blond locks, on her hands and knees and dragging behind her, the southerner struck. Allison brought herself to a halt, causing Clair to briefly stumble and glare at her prey. Before she could utter a word, the southerner grabbed onto her arm and squeezed with the same strength she had earlier in their match. Clair's cocky expression fell to worry as Allison stood on her feet, staring her down with all the fury and hatred that welled up from her previous treatment. "W-wait, hold on Waitwaitwaitwaitwai-GHKKK" She was cut off as Allison threw her arm with all her strength into her abuser's face. Clair fell straight to the ground, holding her face to make sure her nose wasn't broken and she hadn't chipped a tooth.

While some would probably freak out, question what the heck is going on and why exactly the girl had the strength to not only nearly crush her forearm but also flatten her so quickly. While that was first Clair's reaction, as she writhed on the ground and screamed in pain and frustration, she did have the wherewithal to understand. If her lipstick's sensual sensations had taken a second to affect the girl, it made sense that the effects would also wear off faster than she'd think. She needed to get back to her corner so Mikoto could take the brunt of this bull's rage and reapply her secret weapon. She just needed to think of how.

Clair would try to get back up, wiping her lips with the back of her fist and glare right back at Allison. "My, you're turning into quite the guinea pig, corn shucker." She'd spit out in disdain, planning to keep her distance if she could while she thought.

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Funny how despite having an explosion orgasm only a few moments before. The most satisfying thing that the cowgirl felt, was drilling her arm directly into the front of Clair’s face! The cowgirl immediately dropped to her hands and knees after it had happened, but the sound of the smug blonde brat hitting the canvas was more than enough for a small smile to grow on her face.

Of course. Then said blonde had to open her damn mouth. But that was fine. It only made Allison more determined to shut the bear up. So standing back up in all her naked glory, the cowgirl would glare down at Clair as the girl wiped her mouth. Also wiping away whatever was left of that lipstick that left the cowgirl in the state she was in. Allison needed to make sure that Clair wouldn’t be able to use that again.

And she would start by suddenly dashing towards the blonde at shocking speeds. Lifting her knee up to ram it into Clair’s belly with the intention of folding her in half. If that worked, then while the blonde was stunned, Allison would hook the brats arm over her neck and grab hold of the side of her pants. Then with a lift, the cowgirl would fling the much smaller blonde through the air in a snap suplex! Another move to keep her stunned as she went on the offensive.

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Clair really had to wonder just how someone who had such an amazing orgasm had been able to nearly take her head off. Even if she had bided her time as the Canadian taunted, this was way too fast of a recovery for her to be at a hundred percent. Had she poked the cow a bit too much? Probably. But this salt-lick fed bitch deserved everything that had come to her. And everything Clair had in mind too.

Her eyes quickly darted over to her corner, knowing she couldn't just stay in if she wanted to take control back. But there was no way Allison was gonna just let her tag out to Mikoto. So she'd have to out think the bitch, which given how bovine the southerner loved to be, both in her fury and in the size of her boobs, would likely be of little challenge.

And Allison decided to prove just how cattle-like she was and charge right at Clair. The smaller blond braced herself, rather than dodge. The knee and subsequent snap suplex quickly landed her on her back, giving a grunt after the two powerful moves. Clair would lay supine, holding her aching stomach with one arm. With her other she'd try to secretly motion to Mikoto, pointing downwards. With how much red the cowgirl was seeing Clair hoped she wouldn't even consider what was going on. And to aid in that mission...

"Kffogh.. What? Are you that upset I fulfilled you more than any farm animal back in Back Water, Sexas could?" It was likely Allison had heard something similar in her time, but even so it was likely gonna turn that red a nice, deep crimson. Was her body gonna regret it in a bit? More than likely. But if it went as planned, a little bruise or two would be more than worth it. All she needed was Allison to get mad and slip up.

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Allison would probably not admit it out loud… or maybe she would, why should she care about this bitch’s feelings? But the knee to Clair’s belly and the follow up snap suplex was just so cathartic. The cowgirl didn’t plan to end it just there but the first strike on an annoying or cheating opponent just felt the best. Especially when said opponent just didn’t know how to keep her mouth shut.

Unfortunately for Allison, the silence that came from Clair’s groans of pain would eventually end as the smaller blonde would once more open her mouth again. Trying to rile the cowgirl up with more taunts and insults. Now, don’t get her wrong, Allison was still pissed with the force of a thousand suns and she planned full well on expelling that anger on the girl that thought it was a good idea to drug her mid match.

But that didn’t mean Allison wasn’t going to roll her eyes and shake her head at the play on words that was “sexas”. ”That pun was bad. And you should feel bad. Now get your ass up.” She said as she bent down to grab onto Clair’s hair, not unlike how the smaller blond did to her before. But instead of using it to parade her around. Allison would instead drag Clair up to her feet before spinning her around so that her back was facing her.

Then with a pull, the cowgirl would yank the tag team leader onto her shoulders whereupon Allison would press her hands on her chin and thigh. The cowgirls body was on full display as she would begin to parade Clair around. The cowgirl wasn’t as shy with her body as some other girls were, so after the initial shock wore off. She was more than fine to rock her birthday suit, especially when it came with the dominant look that was bending her opponent over her shoulders in a torture rack!

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Some would probably call her dumb to keep poking the bovine as she did. And they'd likely be right in other circumstances. Even if her words - to which it seemed Allison could only deny the word play and not the rest of her accusation - didn't have much affect on the outside, it all served the purpose of keeping the bigger blond's attention on her. It even seemed she didn't see Clair's signal to her partner.

Before the Canadian could further pat herself on the metaphorical back, the cowgirl decided to pull her up by the blond locks and up onto her shoulders for a torture rack. "Aaggh! Fucking- Gah!" She cried out as she was her head and thigh were pulled down harshly. She writhed, but mostly she put up little fight as Allison paraded her about the ring. Clair looked over to where her corner was, and saw it vacant. While the cowgirl had missed her signal, it seemed her little masochist had gotten the message. Everything was set, and that meant the sadist was done letting this backwater blond have her way.

Her elbow shot forward, aimed towards her captor's temple. If one elbow wouldn't do it, then Clair would fire a second, third, however many she had to throw until the grip was loosened enough for her to escape. If she was able to and get back to her feet behind Allison, Clair would give a quick bell clap to the southerner's ears. An attempt to disorient her opponent and lose her sense of which corner was which. And to put the final pin in her plan, the Canadian would then grab Allison's arm and aim to whip her into the corner opposite her team's own.

Or so it would seem. In truth, her aim was to not only fail her whip. Allison was definitely stronger, after all. Clair wanted her prey to reverse the whip and send her into what was her own corner. With no Mikoto there, disoriented as Allison was, she was certain the cowgirl would just think of it as a neutral corner. If her presumptions were right, that would finalize her trap. Allison's momentum would come to a screeching halt, and it wouldn't start again for the rest of this match.

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Up and over onto the cowgirls shoulders Clair went. The sadistic blondes screams of pain was more than a little cathartic to Allison’s ears what with all the humiliation she was put through. The cowgirls body was still tingling with tiny little shocks of pleasure but she was able to ignore them for the most part and focus whole heartedly on wrenching Clair’s spine across her shoulders.

Unfortunately, while the torture rack was certainly inflicting pain on her bratty opponent. Allison would be reminded that said brat was also stubborn as well. For she would feel the pain of an elbow slamming into the side of her head. Yet aside from a shout of pain and a frustrated growl, Allison would continue to yank down on Clair’s chin and thigh even harder for every elbow that followed.

But Clair wasn’t letting up and eventually the cowgirl would have to let her down. Dropping her unceremoniously onto the canvas while shaking her head to clear out any cobwebs. Only for her head to suddenly start ringing as she turned around and felt Clair’s hands clap over her ears! ”Gah!” the nude cowgirl shouted as her hands immediately went to cover her ears!

But just because her ears were ringing didn’t mean Allison was fully stunned. So when she then felt Clair’s hand yank on her arm, alarm bells immediately started ringing. Going with the motion of the whip at first, the cowgirl would suddenly use her momentum to spin around and whip Clair into the corner instead! And Allison immediately followed behind so that she could bend down and ram shoulder first into the the smaller blonde belly. Not yet fully realizing just which corner both she and the sadist were in.

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Her plan was flowing just how she wanted it to, even if the multiple elbows to the head not only caused the torture rack to intensify in equal intensity. Were it not for Clair's experience as a stripper and flexibility, she was certain the tea sipping hick would have broken her spine in half by the time she got back on her own feet. She'd definitely have to take a bit more time later to recover from it, especially after the equally painful camel clutch from a while ago.

After her escape and disorienting bell clap, Allison reacted just as she expected. Just like the cattle she no doubt rustled, the southerner followed Clair's expectations, reversing the Canadian's "attempt" and whipped her into her tag corner. Of course the shoulder thrust that followed hurt a whole lot, but the Canadian was fine with that. Like a bear trap, one of Clair's arms sprung into action, her left wrapping tight around Allison's head as the other grabbed the ropes with equal strength. The cowgirl was to be thoroughly trapped in her bent position as a quiet tap followed suit.

There was no was Allison'd have let Clair tag out normally. With her longer legs she'd have easily caught the Canadian and stop her. And if she had somehow made it to her corner, then she still wouldn't be safe as the blond bitch probably would have thrown her masochistic partner away somewhere before charging and beating her up more. So playing it smart, Clair got Allison mix up her ring awareness and threw her into her own corner. Much as taking the blows, throws, and hold hurt like hell, it likely hurt less than it could have. And Mikoto popping up soon after, on Clair's right to tag herself in, told her that the aching in her belly and spine was worth it.

With partners legally changed, without Allison's notice if things completely went Edge Works' way, a few boos and jeers would sound out form the crowd as Mikoto entered the ring without the cowgirl's notice. Not that she'd stay ignorant for long, as the masochist threw her knee right into Allison's exposed crotch. A low blow that caused a few more boos to sound out from the crowd, watching the cowgirl's body jolt in reaction.

"Hope that really hurt, bitch," Clair said through gritted teeth, letting go and trying to press her prey into her girlfriend's arms. "And that this hurts worse!" Following her words, the sadist grabbed the ropes and jumped up, thrusting her feet out for a corner dropkick. Similarly to Mikoto, she also aimed for one of the southerner's erogenous zones. Namely her bare chest, splitting her feet just enough to slam them into one breast each. Instead of following the sadist's dropkick in some form, the ravenette fell back with the bigger blond landing on top of her. Whether it was by accident or on purpose, not even Clair knew.

Not caring either way, Clair kicked the cowgirl out of Mikoto's grasp and pulled the ravenette back up by her pigtail. "Nn, Killer-chan," she weakly moaned out. Her body still hurt from the earlier beating, even if it had minimally lessened to her dismay.

"Mikoto," she said sternly, giving the tail a little tug to keep her attention. "You're going to keep this cattle fucker down and out of it while I'm reapplying. Got it? If it even looks for a second you're going to let her do anything besides moaning, not only will we not have any sex, but I'll leave you here so you can be this bitch's prisoner. Let her try and fail to fulfill you." The masochistic girl gave a little nod, part of her enjoying the harsh hair tug and part of her fearful that her girlfriend spoke true.

"Good. Now get to work." Clair let go and gave Mikoto a kiss to her cheek before quickly picking up Mikoto for a scoop slam right down on their opponent's stomach. With that final act done, the Canadian finally exited the ring to reapply her emerald ace.

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From Allison’s point of view, she had managed to turn the match back in her favor and stop Clair from retaking the momentum. The elbows to the head and the clap to her ears had managed to stun the cowgirl. But Allison still had enough sense that when the diminutive blonde had tried to send her into the corner, the cowgirl was able to reverse it and send her into it instead! Following quickly behind so that she could crush the blond brat between herself and the corner.

Yet while the attack worked, Allison couldn’t help the dreadful feeling running up her spine that she had made a mistake. That in her anger and rage, she had inadvertently fallen into Clair’s trap. But she couldn’t figure out what it could be. That is, until she felt Clair’s arm hook around her head and pin her in place. And she saw motion in the corner of her eye. The realization shooting through her like a bolt of lightning as she fully understood Clair’s plan!

But that was nothing compared to the knee that slammed into her bare sex with the force of a cannon! ”Ghrk!!” She choked, her eyes bugging and rolling at the same time as her thighs instinctively closed together. The strike no doubt coming from the masochistic Mikoto. Always happy to follow her mistresses wishes. Even through the pain, Allison still thought about the trap she had fallen into.

The elbows and following clap to her ears were all part of the plan to get the cowgirl disoriented. And when the blonde tried to whip her into the corner, Allison’s reversal only made it all the more easy for the small sadist to trick the cowgirl into running into edgeworks own corner. Allowing Clair to tag Mikoto in and turn the match around in their favor once more

Hands still on her crotch. Allison was suddenly shoved away from Clair’s grasp and falling into Mikoto’s. The blondes words drawing a growl from the cowgirls lips and making her pull her eyes open so she could glare at her. Yet when she tried to reply, she was beaten to the punch by Clair as she kicked up into the air and slammed her feet into Allison’s chest! A foot for each breast!

Falling back atop Mikoto, Allison focused all of her attention on her aching breasts and sex. A hand trying to sooth both while Mikoto crawled out from underneath her. The cowgirl was too stunned to hear the full conversation, but she did hear something about reapplying. Was Clair planning on subjecting her to more of that evil lipstick?

Yet before Allison could fully piece the puzzle together. All the wind was knocked out of her thanks to Mikoto’s body slamming on top of her defenseless belly. Clair getting a final attack in before leaving the ring and the two of them piled together in the center of the canvas.

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Clair gave Allison one last smirk as she slammed Mikoto down onto her, the last bit of insult before she ducked out. That was what the cowgirl got for being so bull headed. The Canadian had shown she herself could get a little heated in this match, but even so she'd still been able to make such a devious plan. Maybe the southerner could learn to cool off between now and after Clair and Mikoto were done with their will-be prisoner. For now, she could curse her own anger as the sadist went about reapplying her lipstick.

As her Killer-chan did her thing, Mikoto was left to prep their single opponent for her second trip down the proverbial rabbit hole. The masochist would reposition herself so she was lying right on top of Allison, her empty pink eyes staring into the cowgirl's pained blues. "Ne, why don't you give up now? Save Killer-chan the time?" She asked with her usual emotionlessness, trying to wrap her legs around the middleweight's own and push them apart. "You already got to experience her well crafted skills. One kiss and you were so willing, experiencing more pleasure than I'm sure you've ever felt. Right?"

Mikoto's hands would try and move her opponent's arms before she began rubbing herself against Allison's aching, nude body. Even if it had been a few moments now, her body had to still be feeling at least a little lingering from Clair's harsh treatment of her body. Mad as she may be, the taller blond had still climaxed once. And to remind Allison of that fact, one of the ravenette's hands reached down and began teasing her pussy.

"It's like a wonderful spell, pulling you into a rose tinted world. And each touch sends the most amazing shivers down your spine. Just imagine what she could do outside the ring, when she brings out some of her favorite toys. Doesn't that just sound wonderful?" The masochist blushed from the friction between their bodies, but that was the only thing breaking her otherwise deadpan expression. Mikoto was aiming to push Allison back down into that world, even if it wouldn't be as far down as her beloved could.

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Allison could barely let out a groan, too busy trying to get some precious air back inside her body after getting it forced out of her by Mikoto’s body slamming into her. What better weapon for Clair to use than her masochistic tag partner. The ravenette probably loving the way her body impacted against the cowgirls. As if she was simply enjoying the attention that the blonde sadist was giving her.

Allison would eventually recover enough to finally get her voice back. But before she could try to move, she felt Mikoto’s body shifting atop her. Laying against her, face to face and chest to chest. She began to speak her nonsense about why Allison should just give up again, but the cowgirl only paid her little mind. Instead focusing on trying to push the girl off of her before she became fully trapped.

She was too slow on the uptake for her legs. Mikoto was quick to tangle her legs with hers and spread them out into a grapevine. The feeling of her legs being split slightly made the cowgirl groan, but she was at least able to push her arms up and try to shove the little masochist off of her by her shoulders. Mikoto would try to stop her by grabbing at them, but even weak as she was, Allison was still the stronger of the two of them.

At least, she was. Until Mikotos hand began to rub her sensitive sex. A heated gasp shooting up Allison’s throat as her body immediately tensed. The split second of weakness was just enough for the ravenette to take control of her arms and pin them above her head! Biting her lip, the cowgirl would try to ignore everything Mikoto was doing. The words whispering in her ear, the way her body rubbed against the cowgirls nude frame. The hand palming against her sex and reigniting the fire inside of her.

Allison couldn’t stop the moan from leaking past her lips.