Harnessed Humiliation - Avery Merritt vs. Ducky Williams

[RockRye]

Avery could gaze at Ducky's face for hours, savoring every detail of her humiliation. The blotchy red hue, the sweat-drenched strands of blonde hair plastered to her forehead, the wild, disheveled expression. It was all so satisfying. The sight was a portrait of defeat, framed perfectly by the ropes Ducky clung to for dear life.

People needed to see it. With an imperious flick of her hand, she gestured toward the nearest camera operator. "Oh, you don't want to miss this," she drawled, her tone laced with pleasure. "This is the sort of content the masses salivate over. Your golden girl reduced to a trembling, perspiring mess."

But as much as Avery loved basking in her own magnificence, there was still the matter of finishing Ducky off and making it look decisive. She straightened, her smirk softening into something almost predatory. Ducky, meanwhile, clung desperately to the ropes, her legs unsteady beneath her. Avery allowed herself a small sigh as if disappointed as she stepped forward, her sharp blue eyes narrowing. “Really, Ducky, the least you could do is know when you’re beaten.”

She planned to kick the blonde's head off. But her first step was tentative, testing the strength in her legs. The earlier damage from Ducky’s figure-four hadn’t entirely subsided, and she winced faintly at the memory of the hold’s bite. Whatever. She wasn’t about to let that stop her, not entirely.

Adjusting her stance, Avery crouched slightly, her body tensing with coiled energy. With a sudden burst of speed, Avery surged forward, her elegant frame moving like a force of nature. She swung her arm up high, her bicep flexing as she aimed a devastating clothesline toward Ducky’s chest and neck, planning to knock her clean out of the ring.

[ADarlingDucky]

Ducky was not feeling too hot. It was still early into the match, and she was far from out of this affair, but at the current moment, her face red and sweaty, hair sticking to her forehead slightly and disheveled from the stinkface, she certainly appeared to be having a hard time recovering. Those who got a very good view of what happened, like the fans ringside and the camera crew, those watching at home and likely far too many others for Ducky's liking, would absolutely understand why she was having such difficulty catching her breath. Avery, for all the talk that she spouted and all the various things she had already done to make herself an enemy of Ducky, had a mighty ass, and she had delivered one of the most thorough stinkfaces to the middleweight that she had ever taken in LAW, leaving her in this sorry state! And now, Ducky was trying to stand and recover, all while her foe mocked her!

Pulling herself along the ropes to get to the side of the ring, she could very faintly hear Avery speaking, making sure to inform the cameras to get a good and long look at what she had done to Ducky, as if they were going to miss any second of it! Ducky gave a low groan of disdain as she pulled her head upright, glaring across at the woman as she continued to mock her, looking far too satisfied for Ducky's liking. Still, she'd wait on the sides of the ring to conserve her strength, and as she figured, Avery would eventually decide to take the fight back to Ducky!

"Trust me... I'm a long way from beaten... It'd take a lot better of a woman for that to happen." Ducky hissed back at Avery as the heavyweight took a step towards her, Ducky watching closely as Avery came closer and closer. She was watching and waiting, and then, suddenly, Avery would take off in a charge towards her, rushing to close the distance all at once as her arm came up, intending to utterly crush Ducky and send her clean out of the ring!

It was at this moment that her figure four from earlier had payed off. A kick certainly would have kept Avery safer, but now she was charging in to strike with a limb that hurt far less, and that decision provided Ducky with an opportunity! As Avery flung herself forwards and swung her arm, Ducky would duck low, leaning forwards and letting Avery miss by only a scarce few inches! The force would bring their bodies together anyways, colliding and pushing them both into the ropes, but with Ducky lowered down against Avery's frame, that momentum would be hers to utilize!

"Now get the hell out of my ring!" Ducky groaned loudly, forcing her body to act despite it's protests, as she attempted to straighten up, pushing her weight into Avery and using her forward momentum to try and bring her off her feet, flipping her over Ducky's shoulder and thus right out of the ring, sending her tumbling over the top rope and onto the matted floor outside!

[RockRye]

Avery cursed under her breath with every jolting step, her knees screaming in protest. Her legs, typically an imposing sight of power and grace, betrayed her now, their stride halved by the lingering ache. But she was not one to falter, not when her prey was in her sights. She charged across the ring with a deliberate, almost reckless determination, each step carrying her closer to where Ducky clung to the ropes. Avery’s arms pumped with the effort, her momentum building as her long legs churned beneath her.

She swung her arm with explosive force, aiming for a devastating blow to Ducky's chest and neck, a hit that would drive her clean out of the ring and onto the floor like the inferior woman she was. There wasn’t a flicker of doubt in Avery’s mind. She would connect, and Ducky would fall.

But Ducky lived up to her name.

With a quick dip, Ducky ducked the blow, her smaller, agile frame slipping just under Avery’s powerful swing. Avery’s arm whipped through empty air, the lack of resistance throwing her balance completely off. A hiss of frustration slipped from her lips, quickly escalating into a curse directed at the other blonde, but before she could complete the thought, her body collided with Ducky’s in a sharp, jolting smash.

Avery’s taller frame briefly enveloped Ducky’s, her curves pressing against the smaller woman in an awkward clash of bodies. Her chest and hips eclipsed Ducky’s more compact form, but the impact knocked the wind out of her, a sudden sharp oof escaping her lips. Her arm flailed uselessly, trying to find purchase, but the combined momentum and surprise were too much.

Ducky, with a surprising burst of strength and precision, capitalized on Avery’s vulnerability. In an instant, Avery felt the unmistakable lift, the tilt of her body betraying her balance. Her feet left the mat, and her stomach dropped as she realized what was happening.

Her eyes widened with a mix of shock and fury as she saw the ropes fall away beneath her. The roaring crowd came into view, their cheers and gasps filling her ears. Her lips parted in a desperate cry. “NO!” But her protest was lost in the din.

Avery’s heavy frame, built for power and dominance, proved both a curse and a salvation. As Ducky followed through with the lift, Avery’s legs instinctively hooked the top rope, sparing her from a full free fall but doing little to stop her descent. The momentum carried her forward, her body tipping over the edge. The apron met her with brutal, unyielding force. She hit it ass-first, the impact reverberating through her body as her curvy frame bounced off. The awkward angle of the fall forced her into a graceless tumble, her body spinning ass-over-tits as she toppled to the floor. For a brief moment, she was suspended in mid-air, a blur of blonde hair and pale skin, before the ground rushed up to meet her.

She landed hard on her stomach, her chest and thighs smacking against the unforgiving floor with a sharp, echoing thud. For a second, she lay there, dazed and breathless, her vision swimming as she processed what had just happened. The mental image of herself, a vision of power and dominance now reduced to a heap on the outside of the ring, burned into her mind.

Her fingers clawed at the floor, her nails scraping against the surface as she began to push herself up.

[ADarlingDucky]

Watching Avery hurtle towards her, Ducky's body screamed for a reprieve, but she knew that if she didn't act fast in the next few seconds she was going to be clobbered with a clothesline that would damn near take her head off, and send her clean out of the ring. If that happened, this match would likely have been as good as over for Ducky, as a spill like that would utterly crush the rest of the air out of her, and from there Avery would simply be able to bully her around until she deemed fit to don the harness! So, not wanting something like that occur, Ducky would wait until the absolute last moment until Avery was nearly on top of her, before acting! The first step of which, despite her bodies protests, was to swing her head down low and duck underneath the lariat that had been thrown her way, Avery's arm coming close enough to brush past her hair as she missed!

With Avery's momentum having nothing to connect with as she swung her arm, the two blondes would suffer an awkward collision, Avery's momentum carrying her right into Ducky, and since the middleweight had stooped over, the pair would come together at two different heights! Ducky's body would end up flush against Avery's stomach for the most part, her shoulder tight against the bigger woman's abdomen, and Avery's frame would push her hard against the ropes, groaning from the strain of the pair leaning into them! But it was this momentum that they had brought to the edge of the ring that allowed Ducky to heave Avery up, letting her foe's body do much of the work as she suddenly yanked her up, and towards the ropes!

The momentum, combined with Ducky's desperate need to get this done, lest she give Avery a chance to recover, would soon see the heavyweight picked up off of her feet, and deposited towards the ropes! What came after, as expected, was an ugly landing, as the busty blonde tumbled forwards and fully rotated, coming down hard on the apron and bouncing right off that as well, before landing with a thump on the floor outside! Ducky would turn to admire her handiwork, seeing Avery sprawled out on the floor and beginning to push herself back up, and a smirk crept across her face!

Oh, she wasn't going anywhere yet.

Ducky would, as quickly as she could, slip herself underneath the top rope and out onto the ring apron, stepping through and straightening up, before turning to face her opponent! Avery had her back to her, slowly pushing herself off the mat, and she was entirely unaware of what Ducky was doing or where she was. She wouldn't be that way for long, however.

"Hey Avery! Catch!" Ducky would call, and then with no hesitation, she would leap from the apron! She flew through the air, directly at the heavyweight, before she spread her legs, bringing one down on either side of Avery. Her feet would hit the floor, but offer no attempt to stop herself, as she brought the majority of her weight down dead center on Avery's back! Slamming her foe back down onto the mat, and leaving Ducky's massive rear sitting atop her!

That alone would have been enough to keep Avery down for a few extra moments, but the middleweight wasn't done there. She was still a ways off from paying Avery back what she was owed!

"What's wrong, your little lariat didn't work? Here, let me see!" Ducky would reach out and grab hold of Avery's arms, one in each hand, wrenching them backwards. She would very quickly pull Avery's limbs up and over her legs, hooking them there and trapping them, before she reached down. Wrestling fans and veterans alike would know what came next, as the middleweight blonde would lace her fingers underneath her opponent's chin, getting a nice, tight grip, before wrenching back as hard as she could, folding Avery up and forcing her head back until she was staring directly up at the lights, locking her in a hellish camel clutch!

[RockRye]

The only small comfort Avery could muster in her current predicament was that she hadn’t landed on her sore legs. But that consolation was fleeting as pain radiated from her tailbone, her thick hips, her stomach, and her chest, every part of her body had felt the impact of being dumped unceremoniously out of the ring. She cursed under her breath as she tried to push herself up, her palms pressing against the unforgiving floor. The crowd was too close for her comfort, their voices all too clear in her ears. Some were shouting encouragement, telling her to get up. “As if I’m too stupid to know that already,” she muttered bitterly under her breath. The rest of the crowd, though, became an indistinct but sharp-edged noise in her head, their cries and muttering cutting into her pride like shards of glass as she imagined them jeering at her and teasing her though she could not make out the words in the din.

Fueled by anger, Avery pushed herself to rise faster, her powerful frame struggling against the ache that rippled through her. But before she could even fully lift herself, Ducky’s cry rang out, and Avery barely had time to begin turning her head before impact.

Ducky came down hard, her smaller but devastatingly precise body slamming directly onto the small of Avery’s back. The force crushed Avery against the cold, unyielding floor, her body smushed down with a brutal finality. Her chest and abs were squashed painfully beneath her, and she let out a guttural, furious roar:

“AAAARGH! DAMN IT!”

The sheer indignity and pain of the moment left her lying there, her breath ragged and her face twisted in a mix of agony and pure, seething rage. Avery hissed out a string of insults under her breath, her tone venomous as she tried to piece together a plan to get back at Ducky.

But her tormentor wasn’t done.

Avery felt it before she fully understood it... Ducky’s hands yanking her arms behind her back. She growled in frustration, jerking her shoulders forward in an effort to break free. “Get off me, you little-!” Her snarl of defiance was cut off as she felt Ducky sling her arms over her thighs, locking them in place.

Avery froze for a moment, realization dawning.

“No. No, no, no-!” she shouted, her voice escalating into a panicked demand.

Before she could thrash again, Ducky’s hands gripped her jaw and chin with infuriating confidence, her hold steady and unyielding. Avery’s blue eyes went wide, and she let out a scream of pure dismay as she felt the inevitable tension building.

“Don't you dare-!”

But Ducky dared.

The smaller blonde pulled back on Avery’s head with a sharp, calculated motion, forcing her gaze upward toward the harsh arena lights. Avery’s neck and spine curved painfully in a deep arc, and the agony tore through her body like a white-hot blaze. Her scream of rage turned into something rawer, more primal.

“Arrrrgh-aaaaaahhhh!”

The crowd roared in response, some cheering for Ducky’s dominance while others howled in sympathy, or perhaps mockery, for Avery’s predicament. Trapped in the brutal camel clutch, Avery’s face burned with humiliation even as her body trembled with the sheer effort of enduring the hold.

[ADarlingDucky]

With Avery toppling over the ropes and spilling onto the matted floor outside of the ring, the blonde inside had a moment where she could finally catch her breath, as she had managed to get Avery off of her, and into a position where she wouldn't be back for a couple of very important moments! Ducky took a few quick gasps, shaking her head after just barely keeping it atop her shoulders when dodging the lariat, but as she turned around, spying Avery sprawled out on the outside of the ring, her focus shifted. Recovering from the hefty ass that had stolen her air from her could come later, as now she needed to ensure that Avery wouldn't come charging back into the ring to resume taking heavy swings at her!

So, with a quick motion, she would slip herself out onto the ring apron, and lining up her rising opponent, Ducky would leap directly at her, letting her massive ass crash directly down onto the woman below her! The force would flatten Avery out on the floor outside, and leave Ducky seated atop her back, right where she wanted to be. She grabbed hold of Avery's arms, and in spite of the pompous woman's protests, she'd pull them back and lock them over her legs, before lacing her fingers tight underneath Avery's chin, wrenching back as hard as she could!

"Oh, what's wrong? Is me 'not knowing when I'm beaten' a problem for you?" Ducky smirked, leaning all the way back as she tugged on Avery's chin, bending her curvy frame and showing off that pristinely framed face to the crowd, all while it was scrunched up in agony! The blonde worked the submission as thoroughly as she could, tugging back, relaxing, all just so she could wrench back again, further destroying Avery's back!

Of course, the blonde couldn't miss the opportunity to further degrade the heavyweight trapped in her grasp, as she had truly earned Ducky's ire, and so the blonde would lean in, bringing her lips right up to Avery's ear.

"You hear that? All those people cheering for me to break you in half? They're here to watch me absolutely fold you, not the other way around." Ducky said with a smirk, looking to return some of the venom she had gotten in Avery's pre-match promo! "The only reason they want to see you, is because they want to see me make you into my bitch. Like I'm doing right now!" Ducky's statement was accompanied by another wrench, this one being held as she continued to speak!

"Lucky you, you don't even get to tap right now... I hope you're enjoying this regardless! The least we could do is give these fine people a good show!" Ducky would give another tug, this time giving a few bounces in order to shake Avery's scantily clad chest for the crowd, receiving some wolf whistles in response! But, when she was finally done stretching Avery out to her limit, she would need to return the two of them to the ring, and that would start by breaking the submission. Ducky doing so by grabbing Avery's head and suddenly swinging it forwards, looking to smack her head flush against the thinly matted floor outside the squared circle, as she stood up and let her foe's arms drop back down!

[RockRye]

Avery couldn't bear it. Any of it. The helplessness clawed at her pride, a sensation she loathed as deeply as the agony wracking her body. And she was drowning in both.

Ducky sat so confidently on her lower back, forcing her into an excruciating arc. Avery's chest was thrust outward, her head yanked backward until her blue eyes were glued to the blinding arena lights above. Her lips, the ones she had always considered one of her best features, parted in a scream of anguish that she couldn't bite back.

“Aaaaahhhhhh!” The wail tore from her throat as her body trembled under Ducky’s control. Her toes scraped against the mat as her fingers scrambled at Ducky's calves searching for leverage that wasn’t there.

But every attempt to resist was met with failure. Ducky only used her struggles as an excuse to show off, wrenching Avery's body even harder with each pull of the camel clutch. Avery's curvaceous figure was on full display, something that would normally draw admiration from fans, but now it left her vulnerable, a canvas for Ducky's humiliating dominance.

And it was a display. Ducky made sure of that. With a cruel shake of Avery's body, she sent her quaking curves into motion, and Avery's precariously taped leotard slipped dangerously, barely staying in place. The crowd gasped, and Avery burned with humiliation, imagining the cameras zooming in on her face, her cheeks flushed, her perfect cheekbones drawn tight with agony, her teeth gritted against the pain.

“Nnnnnghhhhh!” she grunted as Ducky wrenched her harder. Her lips curled in a grimace.

The humiliation didn’t stop there. Ducky's taunting words pierced through the roar of the crowd, cutting deeper than any hold. Lies, every one of them, Avery told herself, but they stung nonetheless. She tried to muster a response, tried to bite back with her sharp tongue, but the pain strangled her words. All she could manage was a ragged growl: “Shut your… ahhhhhh …deluded mouth!”

Avery's fury surged, momentarily outweighing the pain. She could feel herself coiling, her hatred becoming a wellspring of power as she searched for the strength to power out of the hold. But just as she felt the faintest spark of hope, Ducky shifted her grip.

Avery's world tilted as Ducky suddenly released the hold, only to slam her face-first toward the canvas. The hard outer floor loomed closer with every fraction of a second, her vision narrowing with dread.

But her instincts kicked in at the last possible moment. With a desperate surge of effort, she flung her hands beneath her head, cushioning the impact just before it connected. Her palms stung from the force, but it was nothing compared to what could have been.

And Ducky, she believed, hadn't noticed. Perhaps no one had with the way Avery's head bounced off the back of her hands.

Avery stilled, her body going limp as though she had been knocked out cold. She fought against the agony in her back, forcing herself to remain motionless despite the thrum of pain. Each second felt like an eternity, but her patience paid off. She could hear Ducky behind her, feel the shift in weight as the other woman moved closer.

The moment Ducky was within range, Avery acted. Her eyes snapped open, her body springing to life as she swung her elbow back with all the force she could muster: not her usual, but the best she could offer with the element of surprise.

[ADarlingDucky]

Coming down atop Avery's back provided her with plenty of catharsis, crushing the heavyweight flat to the floor, but it was the following camel clutch that really brought Ducky's spirit back in full, the blonde fully set on getting some revenge on Avery! Every second that passed would see further agony brought onto the pompous woman's spine, and her screams of pain would only spur Ducky on to pull back harder, all while she leaned into Avery's ear to whisper to the captured wrestler! Each insult that Ducky levied at her foe was more venomous than the last, and they all would cause Avery to hiss in pain, trying to demand that Ducky cease her talking in between screams as her back was torqued! But finally, after giving Avery a lasting view of the ceiling lights and the audience a lasting view of her bouncing chest, she would stand up, and throw her head right at the thinly covered floor!

Avery would hit with a satisfying thump, and Ducky wouldn't see her get her hands in the way, instead far more occupied with the rush as she stood up off of Avery and faced the crowd, smiling in their direction. The fans behind her, Ducky would slowly reach down for Avery, grabbing hold of the woman... before her heavyweight opponent would suddenly throw an elbow backwards, directly at the middleweight!

"AGH! Nnngh!" Ducky let out a sharp hiss as she was suddenly struck hard right in her thick thigh, Avery's elbow digging into the soft skin as her arm would swing back hard, clearly attempting to strike Ducky to get her off!

However, after being hit by the woman who had worn on her nerves so badly, that was not what would occur!

"Alright, that's it!" Ducky growled, before reaching out and snatching the offending arm, and twisting it behind Avery's back! In a second, she looked to wrench up hard on the limb, both trapping it and forcing Avery back up to her feet, and yanking her around! From facing the audience, the pair would do an about-face as Ducky would shove Avery into the apron, pushing down hard on her trapped arm to force her to bend over! And now, in this humiliating position, doubled over with her massive rear facing the crowd, Ducky would cast her eyes down at it, before looking to the fans!

"Someone should have done this to you a looooooong time ago. But... guess I get to be the lucky one!" Ducky would raise her hand, and as she had done before the very first strike of the match, run her tongue along it, the crowd's roar growing louder and louder! And then, after raising it high into the air, Ducky would bring her hand down as hard as she possibly could, her palm cracking against Avery's plump asscheek as she delivered the smack of a lifetime! And it didn't stop there, as Ducky would bring her hand down over and over and over again, alternating cheeks as she dished out a humiliating and painful spanking to her foe!

[RockRye]

Avery's elbow clobbered Ducky, but it wasn’t the satisfying blow she had envisioned. She had aimed for a more vulnerable spot. Her bellybutton, her hip, even her crotch if that’s what it took. Instead, her elbow sank into Ducky’s thick thigh. The impact was solid enough to leave a bruise, but it did nothing to shift the momentum of the match. Worse, the twisting motion of her failed strike sent a sharp pang through her already aching back. She winced, her lips curling into a sneer as she tried to brace herself for whatever was coming next.

Ducky didn’t hesitate. She grabbed Avery’s arm with surprising speed and wrenched it behind her, forcing the taller woman into a painfully awkward position. Avery cried out as the sharp pull on her elbow and shoulder sent jolts of pain through her upper body.

“Ahhh! Let—!” Avery barked, her words cut off by another sharp twist of her arm that drew a louder cry from her. “Aghhh!”

Despite her raw strength, Avery couldn’t wrest her arm free. Ducky twisted and maneuvered with precision, forcing Avery to stumble and stagger to her feet, only to whip her around and slam her into the apron. Avery’s breasts mashed against the top of it, ballooning, her breath hitching as she felt her body compress awkwardly. Avery gritted her teeth, the humiliation of being bent over in front of someone she saw as an inferior competitor almost worse than the physical pain. “You think this’ll hold me!? I’ll—ahhhh!”

Her threats were interrupted by the unmistakable crack of Ducky’s hand against her backside.

The sharp, echoing slap cut through the air, and Avery froze. Her breath caught in her throat as the sting spread across her skin. The impact made her generous, round backside ripple visibly beneath the taut fabric of her leotard, and the cameras, ever intrusive, zoomed in to capture the moment. She twisted her neck to look back in shock.

Another crack. Then another. Each time Ducky's palm met her upturned rear, the resounding sound filled the arena, accompanied by the jiggling and bouncing of her curves. Avery’s face flushed a deep red, and her lips quivered as the shock and shame overwhelmed her.

“Stop—aghhh! You—you can’t do that! AHH!” she wailed, her protests growing more desperate with each slap.

The crowd erupted in laughter and cheers, their reactions feeding Avery's humiliation. Her usual confidence faltered as she struggled to process what was happening. She felt the heat rising in her cheeks, not just from the physical sting but from the mortification of being spanked so publicly.

Her toned legs tensed and trembled with each impact, her body jerking forward against the turnbuckle. The once-taut fabric of her leotard shifted precariously, threatening to ride up further and expose her even more. Avery clenched her fists and bit her lip, unable to suppress the mix of yelps and squeals that escaped her.

“Ahh—Damn it—stop! STOP!” she shouted, her voice cracking under the weight of her indignation and fury.

But the thought of this moment being immortalized sent her rage boiling over.

She roared, her voice a primal explosion of fury. Summoning every ounce of strength and pride she had left, Avery threw her arms up and out, breaking free from Ducky’s grip with an explosive burst of energy. Her eyes blazed with fury as she turned on her opponent, her movements sharp and vengeful.

“You’re dead!” she snarled, reaching out to grab Ducky around the neck.

Avery moved with practiced precision, her strength undeniable as she attempted to spin Ducky around and slammed her face-first into the apron.

[ADarlingDucky]

Contrary to what some of the audience might think, the elbow to the thigh would indeed hurt Ducky, as the pointed strike would sink into the soft skin that it hit, and despite having plenty of meat there, do enough damage that it would likely leave a bruise later on! But for as much as it might have stung, it wouldn't be enough to break Ducky's concentration on paying back the humiliation that had been inflicted to her earlier by Avery, the first step of which coming when she would reach down and snatch the heavyweight's arm! With a sudden and deft twist, Ducky would trap Avery's limb behind her back, before turning her around and bending her over the ring apron, causing Avery's massive rear end to stick out towards the crowd! And then, with all the flair that she was known for, Ducky would raise her hand high up in the air, before swinging it down over and over again to crack it against the pompous woman's thick ass!

Each smack echoed throughout the arena, and as Ducky dished out a devious spanking to her foe, the crowd would roar in approval, very much enjoying the show that the smaller blonde was putting on for them! Each hit would cause Avery's plump cheeks to jiggle and bounce from the impact, and despite her protests, Ducky's smacks wouldn't stop, only furthering the sting that Avery likely felt in her cheeks!

I can't do this? Then what's happening right now?" Ducky taunted as she swung her hand down yet again, swatting Avery's buns once more with a hearty slap, ignoring her frantic protests as she continued on! But it seemed that everything had it's limit, and Avery had reached hers, only the limibt would bring about a sudden and violent burst of strength as her limbs suddenly shot out, breaking free of Ducky's grasp!

"What th- GGHCK!" Ducky was suddenly stopped in the middle of her surprise when Avery shot her hand out and snapped it down on Ducky's neck, grasping her by the throat! And then, with all the mighty strength she could muster, she would swing Ducky to the apron, Ducky's head slamming down hard on the hardest part of the ring!

"UUGH!" A cry of pain would sound from the blonde as her head bounced off of the apron, and with a dazed look on her face, her lead would evaporate once more, sending her stumbling backwards as one of her hands moved up to clutch her forehead where she had hit the ring! Ducky would stagger backwards until the barricade that separated the wrestlers from the fans would connect with her back, and she'd be stopped, left to lean up against it as she tried to shake off the haze that clouded her head, before Avery took advantage of it!