Mature Mayhem! Finlay Zeffer vs Dana Ashford!

[Bare]

Finlay gagged and groaned while in Dana’s clutches, his cheeks were turning red and his lings burned from the lack of oxygen. ”Damn..” He groaned out desperately trying to send stray elbow shots to Dana’s sides to hopefully loosen the mature woman’s grip. However these were looking like fruitless efforts as darkness emerged on the edges of his vision. However in spite of this it seemed this wasn’t the way Dana intended on ending their match. In a matter of moments Finlay found himself being able to take in oxygen again, only problem being he was being hauled up to his feet woth a grunt as a facelock was applied to him. Grabbing Dana’s hips out of habit he grunted as he was hauled up into a perpendicular postion. Legs dangling weakly he was left helpless, only to gape in shock at Dana’s strength before being slammed down into the mat with w thunderous impact making his body shake and ripple from the impact. Knocked practically unconcious Finlay was left to stare up at the powerful woman as she dropped right onto him right away. With nothing left to offer Fonlay remained completely still as the ref dropped down slapping their hand on the mat.

”ONE!!!”

”TWO!!!”

[Arjuna]

Driving Finlay's body into the mat with her Sword of Damocles, Dana made sure to put herself right on top of him for a pinfall. She believed that the move had taken most of his strength out of him, and she decided to bring this match to an end.

Seeing Dana placing herself on top of Finlay for a cover, the referee then came sliding next to them, slapping the mat and counting for the pin. Finlay didn't seem to be kicking out, even as the referee reached the count of two. And then, her palm hit the mat for the third and final time.

"THREE!"

With that, Dana emerged victorious. Rising up onto her feet, Dana raised her arms in triumph. Despite her shady personality, the crowd was treated with amazing in-ring actions, and they cheered for the veteran. Dana was declared the winner as the referee raised her arm.

[Bare]

Finlay panted exhaustedly under neath Dana, the thought of her voluptuous form on top his own not even crossing his pain filled mind. When the ref finally reached three Finlay gained a slight relief as Dana got off him and celebrated above his battered and beaten form. Being treated to the sight of the physically impressive woman above him Finlay was left to regret his thoughts at the beginning of the match, he had underestimated her because if her age and was left defeated and drained as a result

[Arjuna]

Dana stood tall and triumphantly over Finlay as the referee raised her arm. Seeing the young man down there, she smiled at him and said, "Well, you almost got me. There was no doubt I was going to win, but you almost got me. If you keep it up, you'll go pretty far, young man."

She would give Finlay one last wink before she made her way out of the ring, her music played from the loudspeakers. She would then make her exit, walking out of the arena with another win under her belt.

[Bare]

As the final count was made Finlay could do nothing but lay there exhaustedly as he looked up at the victorious Dana, moritfied he had lossed in such a way. Rolling over to the side he pushed himself up with tbe ropes while the older woman spoke to him, giving ber own version of props to him. Not wanting to be seen as a sore loser, but also not exactly in the mood to talk be gave a curt nod to Dana at ber words before she left. Upon exiting be would follow, wincing a bit as he painfully walked his way back up the ramp and backstage to lick his wounds.

Winner by Pinfall: Dana Ashford.