Clyde Gastin Vs. Luong Chun - Game of Thrones

[BlackAkuma]

This was just pathetic.

Luong didn’t expect much out of Clyde, to be fair - he was the walking stereotype of a stupid American, it was a wonder he could speak with coherent sentences. But as she stood up and looked down at the utter wreck that was left, she couldn't help but be utterly disgusted by the display. That someone had dared to put this man in the same ring as her was insulting.

She stood there, hands on hips, before her impatience got the better of her. She stepped forward, brought her foot up, and proceeded to smack his face back and forth with it, battering it left and right as she sneered his way. ”Get. Up. Now.”

[Rawg]

The domineering sight of Luong, an Empress of the ring, towering over this sprawled out, twitching man was enough to earn a shower of photos from fans. Clyde himself could only faintly see the disdain that Luong had for him, hands on her curvy hips, looking disgusted at him.

His body twitched in reaction to her disgust before she got up and smacked him too and fro with her feet!

"Bwuh! Ughn! Unn!" Left and right his face followed before he managed to start trying to stand up as Luong ordered him to... First a stumble to one knee then another a stagger before he swayed on his feet in front of the empress, mouth open and eyes half-lided... And a half ass fighting guard raised as he panted in front of her...

"U-Uuh...Uh Huuh..."

[BlackAkuma]

It was a good thing that Clyde found his senses and got up - for him, at least - because Luong was perfectly willing to stop slapping and start stomping in a moment. Instead, he began to rise up before she could reach those perilous levels of annoyance, ensuring that his skull remained mercifully uncaved. For now.

She looked on as he rose, barely stable, as if a stray wind would’ve done him in. Her head tilted to the side, contemplating for a moment, before she stepped forward and lashed out, bringing her foot up, shooting it out, and kicking him into the nearest corner.

He hit the ropes, but before he could bounce off, Luong came in, raised her foot, and shot it towards his throat, planting her instep against his throat and pinning him to the pads. She kept that position, too, standing with her arms folded and her eyes forward, leaning in to choke him with a hint of mercy in her eyes.

[Rawg]

Clyde groaned in a dazed, struggling to keep a fighting stance before the leggy empress kicked him away! "UGH!" Clyde grunted from the impact, jolting away and then flopping into a corner where she kicked the boy before her foot, the inside of her barely covered dainty foot pressed hard against his throat...

"U-Uuk..." Clyde gagged, his eyes crossing as he was choked before slowly rolling upwards. The boy eventually starting to go slowly limp...

[BlackAkuma]

No, choking Clyde out this way wouldn’t count as a knockout, since it wasn’t done by a facesit. No, it wouldn’t add to her total. At this point, it hardly mattered - he wasn’t going to catch up to her anyway.

No, this was purely punishment, Luong trying to squeeze some degree of amusement out of this worthless man. Making him fade beneath her feet gave her some small manner of satisfaction and amusement. She would take what she could get.

She waited until he was nearly gone all the way, before she abruptly let go and allowed him the small mercy of breathing. It was only for a moment, however - in the next, she would turn around, lean back, and proceed to drop another stinkface on him, idly checking her nails as he withered beneath.

Only a little while left on the clock. She might as well see this through to the end…

[Rawg]

Clyde was on the verge of going out completely his eyes were fluttering and his knees were shaking when Luong dropped him and he sagged in the corner in a heap. Falling to his ass in the corner... Mouth open, eyes glossy and looking up at Luong wearily and lost before the empress presented her curvy thicc ass to his face and then.

"H-Hhmm... Mmmpff... Nmmmhhh..." His face took in her ass, his mouth full of her round rump that curved and sealed his face so tightly he just sunk between her cheeks with no air. His cock was practically threating to tear through his tights as the boy heaved in breaths through Luong's tight attire with desperate, heaving sucks. His chest rising, falling, compressing and expanding...

"HHMMF....MMF.....NNNNF...."

1:00 left on the clock!

Clyde had gone limp as the clock went 1:00 and was dropping.... His shorts straining with a massive tent and precum at the head as cock drooled, the boy once again defeated, humiliated and breathing in Luong's ass crack.

[BlackAkuma]

This would’ve been embarrassing enough for Luong. Participating in a match so juvenile, so far beneath her station, against a man unworthy of even touching her skin. As humiliating as it was for her, she could learn to endure it. It would hardly be the first indignity she suffered in this company.

But then she looked down, looked at Clyde’s lower body, and she saw that.

It was utterly putrid. She had the fight the strong urge to vomit.

Instead, she waited as the minute ticked away, and only lifted off of Clyde’s face when it was clear he was out again. She stepped off, turned about on her heel, and face him, looking down his way with an infinite amount of patience.

She waited until he was awake and aware once more, when she knew he could process his environment. Then and only then did she wind back and let fly with a punting kick, straight into his revolting manhood.