Match D: Dixie Clemets “The Three Count Cowgirl” vs “Dancin' Sista Number 1” Aisha

[Devastated]

Dixie hadn't expected Aisha to fight back, not from that position and not with such a clever double kick to her abs, especially not when Dixie wasn't prepared for it at all. Her abs hadn't been flexed or braced and she had taken the full brunt of the damage, feeling as if her insides had been pummeled by a sledgehammer.

She stumbled back, gasping for breath as Aisha got up and before the Three Count Cowgirl could even try and raise her arms to think about fighting against Aisha again, the strong long leg of Aisha's sliced through the air and snapped into the Texan's side. " Gagkh!" Dixie grunted out a gasp as she was forced to stumble to the side, dropping down onto one knee as she was in pain. Aisha's legs were as deadly or even deadlier than before.

[Lunaspark]

Aisha had to bite her tongue to stop herself from grinning. Just because Dixie was down, didn't mean the cowgirl was out. Far from it. Aisha knew the woman well enough to know that Dixie was more dangerous as a match went on, and she shouldn't underestimate her just because she had got in a lucky blow.

Instead, next Aisha did what came naturally. Her leg whipped around again, cutting through the air as the Diva aimed a simple, hard kick right to the side of Dixie's skull.

[Devastated]

Dixe should have been more careful of Aisha's legs, it was coming to bite her in the ass right now. As she hadn't fought Aisha for a long time, she had forgotten that Aisha's legs were this dangerous....no that wasn't true, she remembered well how dangerous they were, but they defiantly had more punch to them now than last time they fought. Perhaps the cowgirl wasn't the only one who'd grown and improved since the Rumble Roses days.

Dixie looked up just in time to see that white clad leg fly through the air and that shin of Aisha's smacking into her head, the cowgirl spun around on her knees and crashed down onto her back, arms falling eagle spread as her large chest heaved with each breath she took.

[Lunaspark]

Dixie went down, and Aisha had to stop herself from cheering. She knew better, but she still had to admit that felling the mighty Dixie always felt like an accomplishment. As far as Aisha was concerned, that wasn't a woman alive that was tougher and harder to tame than the cowgirl, and every time that she took her down felt amazing.

She cleared her mind, focusing on the match at hand though. There was too much at stake to get too excited yet.

Aisha stepped forward towards Dixie, towards the fallen cowgirl, and dropped down towards her, quickly scrambling onto Dixie's body. She mounted the massive Texan, and reached down to take a handful of her hair, lifting her head slightly upwards. She drew her other arm back, and formed a tight fist with her right hand, shouting at Dixie at the same time.

"Nothin' personal, Dix, but you're going to have one HELL of a headache in the morning!"

No sooner than the words left her mouth did Aisha's fist drop towards the Texan's face. The Diva aimed high, towards Dixie's forehead, as she began to rain a volley of punches down on her. She was falling into her brawling side as she hammered at Dixie, hitting the woman as hard and as fast as she could.

[Devastated]

Dixie's head felt as if it was stuck in a violent and stormy ocean, swaying from left and right and up and down upon the waves of uncertainty as she had no idea where she truly was at the moment. Had the match ended? Was she in the doctor's office being checked up on if she had a concussion or not? All she could see when she opened her eyes was the sight of bright lights...so it was possible.

It was only when she felt her hair being grabbed, which wasn't so much as she felt it being grabbed as she instead saw Aisha's arm and then her face. She was starting to feel something else, a weight down upon her hurting abs...Aisha had mounted her.

The cowgirl was starting to put the puzzle pieces together, gritting her teeth at getting her head pulled up a bit before she was then hammered on her forehead by a hard punch from that gloved fist." Ungh!" Dixie cried out as then more punches rained her way, down onto her head. Dixie's arms quickly went up to try and block the punches, grab at Aisha's wrist and shove at the woman's chest. Doing all she could to escape from the brutal onslaught.

[Lunaspark]

Aisha had to give Dixie credit. Even under the brutal barrage of Aisha's punches, the cowgirl still had the strength and focus to fight back against her. The Diva's arm was caught, and she was shoved back, leaning backwards for a couple of seconds like she was losing her balance atop of Dixie.

She was quick to catch herself though, actually letting out a laugh as she sat back up. She looked down at Dixie, and flashed her a quick grin and a tsk, before reaching out to snatch the larger's blonde's hair with both of her hands. She gave the cowgirl's hair a quick yank, first to one side, then the other, and then began to stand, trying to pull Dixie up with her.

If Dixie didn't want to play Aisha's first game, that was fine. The Diva still had plenty more tricks up her sleeve.

[Devastated]

Dixie managed to fight her way out of the pummeling that she was taking, but it didn't seem as if Aisha was going to let up. The pop-diva moved and grabbed two handfuls of Dixie's hair again and pulled her upwards, left to right and then yanked the busty cowgirl up towards her feet, she grit her teeth and groaned out.

" Ya...jokin'!" Dixie would shout out as she'd attempt to drive her right fist up into Aisha's solar plexus while she was being pulled up. She tried to fight back from the situation she was in, feeling a bit dizzy but...she would try and bite through it and throw a hard right punch into Aisha's left boob!

[Lunaspark]

Dixie's first fist slammed right into Aisha's midsection, doubling the Diva over. She gasped, and was stopped in her tracks, her hands naturally falling away from the cowgirl's hair as she grabbed at her own body.

Then the second punch came in, smashing right into Aisha's tit. The darker-skinned Rose leaned back, crying out in shock and in pain, and for the moment, she was left open, the sheer strength of Dixie's punches leaving her reeling.

[Devastated]

Dixie's punches drilled into Aisha's midsection and then another powerful one into Aisha's busty breast. Flattening that barley covered tit as it sent Aisha reeling. The cowgirl herself stumbled forward, arms wrapping around Aisha to keep herself standing, as she still felt fairly woozy after that kick to her head, and the kick to her side and the kick to her abs.

She panted out as she leaned against Aisha, futilely trying to slid her arms around Aisha's frame, looking to find a way to grab onto Aisha and lift her up through her groggy state. Their generous racks rubbing and grinding against one another as Dixie's hot breath would fall down upon Aisha's slightly sweaty shoulder.

[Lunaspark]

Aisha's own arms moved towards Dixie, the Diva's hands resting on the cowgirl's hips for support as the two of them leaned against each other. Each of their generous busts pushed into each other's own impressive set as Aisha leaned in, the sensation sending a shiver down her spine as she panted against Dixie, her own breath warm on the bigger blonde's neck.

It had been far, far too long since Aisha had thrown down with Dixie like this. She had forgotten how hard she tended to go against the Texan, and she forgot just how hard Dixie gave her back in return.

She had to admit, it felt pretty damn good.

She held her position, leaning against Dixie, and turned her head slightly to the side, chuckling at her rival under her breath. ""Hey cowgirl...you ready for round two...?"