*Continuing to mercilessly wrench against Ashley's backside as if there were no tomorrow, Trent failed to recognize that Karla had managed to gain a significant amount of ground on the both of them, disrupting his footing by landing an uncontested dropkick across the blonde bombshell's backside!* "H..hey! Who sssssaid you could...!!!" *Unbeknownst to the vicious viper however, Ashley was primarily top heavy, her body easily overwhelming his while they both fell against the canvas in tandem!*
"Gghsssss~" *The visceral impact alone was enough to make the agitated constrictor's blood boil, but before he had the opportunity to concoct a genius plan to regain control of this skirmish, he felt something plump pressing against his facial region.* "W..w..what'sssss thissss~" *Eventually realizing where he had accidentally trapped himself, Cobra's face began to illuminate a vermillion tint, unable to formulate a coherent plan while his face rested in between Ashley's melons!*
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Like in bowling, it was always more effective to use your feet.
Both opponents are taken out for the price of one attack, a deal Karla reaped with her dropkick. Climbing back to her feet, she strode back over to the piled duo; with one foot on each side, she seated Ashley’s upper-back, an ample throne of muscle, while unknowingly adding more pressure to this accidental smother. She gave a haughty laugh, albeit brief, but she hadn’t forgotten this was a match, she just wanted to have some fun with it.
Outstretching her hands, she latched a grip beneath Ashley’s chin, trying to force her head to tilt up as she’d loom over with her upper-half.
“Hey lovebirds. I see you’re already enjoying each other’s company. Such promiscuous hundchens.”
And once she got her fill of dishing out insults, likely getting off on her own voice more than anything, she wrenched back on the grip she all but locked in now; jabbing her feet into the ground to double the initial pull of her camel clutch. Whilst she had no plans for dear Trent that lie beneath her, she had her fingers crossed that his boob-induced stupor would survive until her fun with Ashley subsides.
When Ashley and Cobra had been knocked over by Karla's dropkick the blonde's top heavy frame ended up landing on her opponent in an awkward manner, leaving Cobra's face trapped deep in Ashley's cleavage "Waaah!?!" Ashley's face went just as red as the man who just got a face full of her breasts, mortified at the fortuitous accident, fortuitous for Cobra anyway. Normally Ashley would have rectified this situation immediately, not being one to rely on on a tactic like a breast smother, but Karla would force her hand by sitting on Ashley's back and stopping her from getting off the man "Huh? What're you doing?"
That question would soon be answered as Karla gripped her chin and pulled back, wrenching her spine for a painful Camel Clutch "Aaaaagh!!!!" Ashley screamed in pain and shock as she was subjected to the spine-stretching hold, considering how early in the match this was the blonde had gone through a lot of punishment already. Ashley would grab Karla's wrists and start pulling on her wrists in the hopes of forcing her to release the hold.
Meanwhile the Camel Clutch had partially freed Cobra from Ashley's breasts, but Ashley's struggles to escape kept making her breasts move, making them continually bounce against his face as she fought to break free. Ashley was aware of this, which was why she was blushing ferociously the entire time she fought to escape so that she wouldn't be in this humiliating position any more.
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"T..thissss...i...isss certainly sssssomething~" *Despite being inadvertently trapped underneath Ashley's prominent cleavage, Cobra was well aware that it was only a matter of time before he would succumb to his heterosexual urges and start groping the ensnared bombshell. Living up to his namesake, Cobra sidewinded out from under Ashley's jiggling orbs, accidentally brushing his face across her glorious melons before completely escaping his narrowly avoided demise!*
"That was clossse." *Casually wiping the beads of sweat dripping from his forehead, Cobra decided it was an ideal time as ever to go on the offensive, slithering his body around Karla's curvaceous form from behind!* "It'ssss awfully rude to teasssse me like that!" *Wrapping his inner leg around the tempestuous ginger's thigh, Cobra subsequently latched his arm across her shoulder for an abdominal stretch!*
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"Perhapsssss this will teach you not to tantalize me!" *Hooking the linchpin of his arm within hers, Cobra began to yank her body backwards in an attempt to not only relinquish the debilitated blonde, but perhaps snag control of the reins in the process!*
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Things were looking strong for Karla, who seated not one but both opponents. Lording over them both with just 115lbs - punishing one with her hold, while Ashley used her bombshells to keep Cobra tame. And while she couldn’t see what lecherous actions the other two were up to, she interpreted it quite well.
Clenched teeth, welding hands started to sweat, tightening her expression with Ashley’s continued struggles. In response, she’d apply copious amounts of zeal to wrench back, punishing that resistance in hopes to wear her down like a dulling edge. After one crank, she’d huff out, curing the momentary strain in her hands and arms. But Ashley’s pull didn’t make that easier; the two seemed locked in battle while Cobra slithered out. At the time, her attention was solely on goodie-two-shoes, up until Cobra pressed into her from behind. Her nape crawled, turning pale. Two thighs coupled together, bare flesh against her suit's tight rubber, mending and arresting the other. The grip became untenable, much to Karla's dismay. She issued one last kick to the back of Ashley’s head as an insult before her hands split from Ashley’s chin. “Stay there! I’ll be back for you!”
And with her posture straightening, she craned her head up, giving him one of her trademark glares. This soon morphed into a pained wince, one eye closing as her toned midsection was forced to bridge, stretching her abs to excruciating levels, like they were being ripped. She screamed through her gritting teeth, flailing her only free arm, trying to swat at Cobra as a petty form of resistance. At least the bodysuit possessed a wealth of elasticity for situations just like these.
“Nnggh! You... should have just stayed in your place!”
Ashley grunted and moaned as she struggled for escape underneath Karla, wanting to escape both Karla's agonizingly painful Camel Clutch and the humiliating breast smother she was accidentally giving Cobra as a result of Karla's hold. Her hands clutched at the heel's wrists as she tried to forcefully pull them away from her chin to break the hold while Karla fought to keep the hold locked in. While she was preoccupied with this little battle of hers the blonde didn't realise that Cobra had decided to take escape into his own hands as he slithered out from underneath her and got behind Karla. This got Karla to finally release Ashley as she realised that she had bigger issues to deal with, though unfortunately this release came in the form of a boot to back of the head "Aaugh!!!"
Even if she hadn't been released in the most ideal way Ashley was still free! She would quickly crawl her way out from underneath the two of them before she clambered up to her feet and made her way behind Cobra. While she was thankful that Cobra had made Karla release her she still needed to get the man back for the unwanted chiropractor session he had given her when he squeezed her in his bearhug, so once behind him she would hit him in the back with an elbow strike in the hopes of making him release Karla and freeing his arms. If she was successful she would grab his arms and use them to restrict his neck with a Cobra Clutch! The irony of using a move that shared a namesake with its victim was not lost on Ashley, but right now she was more focused on torturing Cobra "Take this!"
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"Oh? Ssssssince when am I subservient to you?" *Cobra curiously inquired while simultaneously beginning to apply a vicious, smacking motion across Karla's diamond abs. However, his infatuation with relentlessly torturing the furious ginger would come at a price- During the commotion, Ashley had manage to escape and slip behind the enticed reptile, introducing him to a massive elbow strike that smashed against the center of his backside!" *Gghssss!" *The impact caused his grip to immediately relinquish his prey, tossing her sideways and into a nearby corner while he staggered forward and collapsed against the canvas!*
"Ssssssso strong~" *He muttered in between gasps, suddenly feeling the blonde bombshell's powerful grip around the base of his throat for a strangulating submission hold!* "Nnggghh...t..t..thisssss had to be intentional~" *He snickered under his breath, appreciating the humor in such a hold being applied to him specifically while he thrashed about, realizing the hold boasted the strength of a turtle neck sweater, but the previous blow to his backside rendered him relatively motionless for the foreseeable future.*
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Smacked repeatedly, the redhead winced, closing one eye, “Since… GAH!” Interrupted by her own perilous scream, the strain only compounded with each second, like each muscle was being pinched by something sharp, threatening to split like failing twine. Her head lowered, furiously shaking her head as she held out against the hold, waiting for something to be her rescue. Sure enough, Ashley came to her aid. While not for her sake, but to reap revenge on Cobra, she appreciated the save nonetheless. Being thrown towards the corner, her footing fumbled, crashing into the corner, making a less than pleasant thunk. She held her jaw, looking back over her shoulder to see Cobra and Ashley tangle together, applying an ironic hold. Garnering a smirk, Karla rose back onto her feet, doing a hop for extra flair before jogging over to them. Unlike before, where she took the fight to one of them, she too now had a grudge against Cobra, immobilized in Ashley’s grasp, seated on the mat.
“Hold him still for me!” Karla barked her orders; despite having no authority, she assumed their goals had aligned for this very moment. So, for now, they could be unwillingly united.
Standing before Cobra, she slid her left foot back, brandishing a boxer’s stance as her arms formed the guard and her fingers curled into fists. Then she’d strike. First, she threw a jab aimed for the centre of Cobra’s chest. Followed up by a straight primed for Cobra’s nose. Should this one-two combo deliver its payload, Karla took a step back, rearing back her leg and swinging it upwards. Aligned with her body, the flexible limb craned towards her head. “This will teach you!” And with her rage-filled shout, she brought that heel down, attempting to slam it right on the top of his head. An Axe kick!
Just as Ashley had hoped Cobra was too distracted with torturing Karla's abdomen with his abdominal stretch to take much notice of Ashley, allowing her to easily get behind him and drop his guard with an elbow strike before taking advantage of his vulnerable state to wrap him up in a Cobra Clutch. The man would thrash about in the hold but Ashley would only wrench the hold tighter in response, while she didn't expect to make the man tap out just from this she intended to keep him in the hold for as long as she could to weaken him.
When Karla got up from the corner Ashley had half expected Karla to keep up this chain of ambushing the dominant wrestler while they were too busy keeping up their hold on the other fighter, but she was pleasantly surprised as Karla instead told her to hold him still. While Ashley didn't like the idea of taking orders from someone like Karla she had to admit that it was the best strategy for the moment, though Ashley was wary of the moment when Cobra and Karla may decide that it would be in their best interests to gang up on her. In the mean time Ashley would attempt to keep Cobra as still as possible, hoping to allow Karla to wail on him as much as she pleased.
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*Continuing to thrash and struggle against Ashely's formidable grip, Cobra's perception of the other contender in the brawl had become increasingly narrow, fully focusing on the task at hand. However, hearing her scream from across the arena caused his head to gently pull away from the blonde bombshell's embrace, just long enough to catch the ginger making a beeline for the both of them!* "Rrrhh...s..she...s..sssseeems awfully pissssed~" *Pretending as if he hadn't locked her in a submission only minutes ago, her retribution was at hand, made manifest with a swift kick to his unprotected dome!*
"GGGRRHH!" *The visceral shock from the impact alone was enough to send the paralyzed anaconda slumping against the canvas, nearly knocked out cold from the tempestuous redhead's brutal ire.* "Nnnggghh~" *However, despite the physical anguish he had just sustained, there was something ineffably alluring about getting double teamed by a pair of fetching women that helped mitigate the misery he was swimming in.* "S...ssssstill worth it~" *He peeped out, body going limp while his forked tongue flickered in and out, proving that he was still somewhat conscious.*
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