Helena MacLeod vs Dixie Clemets ( Complete )

Round 1 of the Friction title belt tournament
Standard match; victory via pin, submission or KO

"Introducing first! The russian domme you all wanted to see in action!" The ref-girl announced as she pointed at the entrance of the backstage. "Helenaaaaaaaaaaaaa MacLeoooooooooood!!"

The lights focused on the figure of the female domme as she came out from the backstage. She held her arm high in the air and started to walk down the ramp as her theme song sounded on the loudspeakers. Even with the crowd booing at her,she just kept walking,not paying attention at it at all. It was an important match and she wasnt going to let her feelings get in the way.

She climbed into the ring with a serious look in her eyes. Leaning on her corner,she folded her arms under her bust and let out a sigh,waiting for her opponent to appear. She heard about Dixie Clemets,the '3-Count Cowgirl'. She wanted to see if the stories about her opponent were true.

Helena's music faded out and Dixie's picked up, the crowd reaction shifting quite a bit to the obviously more popular Rumble Roses veteran. Onto the stage the cowgirl came, dressed in her usual outfit only this time the print would be different from the normal cow design, this time she would be garbed in American flag print. With her black, wide-rimmed cowgirl hat shading most of her face save for the confident smile she wore, the Texan strutted her stuff down the aisleway, slapping at all the outstretched hands bordering the path. After revelling in the fan fare for a few moments, Dixie climbed up onto the ring apron and proceeded into the ring, setting her hat down in the corner and out of the way. She ruffled her hair with her hands to remedy any hat hair that had formed before walking to the center of the ring with her eyes locked on Helena. Helena was a pretty opponent with a very unique sense of dress from that of typical wrestlers, but Dixie gave an impressed whistle, "Good luck," Dixie nodded to her, trying to be a good sportswoman, "Here's to a good match." Dixie smiled a bit, she didn't know of Helena but wanted to remain pleasant anyway, at least for now, as she awaited the opening bell...

Helena looked up at the taller girl and smirked,for the first time,feeling really comfortable in the ring. She shutted her eyes and,without even staring at the cowgirl,she stated. "Good luck..." With her arms folded under her bust,she walked toward the centre of the ring,without even opening her eyes to look at her opponent. Trying to look like a good girl,she held her hand in front of her belly,offering the blonde cowgirl a friendly handshake. She has never done something like this before,and,as she did,the crowd gasped,really amazed by Helena's attitude. To be honest,she thought that being nice once in her life wouldnt hurt anyone.

Dixie smiled, having no reason to suspect Helena of underhandedness. With a firm grip, the cowgirl shook her hand and the bell sounded. Dixie backed up a few steps and circled to the right, watching her opponents eyes and her limps for telltale signs of attack. The Texan didn't want to make any mistakes, she finally made it to a position where she could possibly become a champion again and she didn't want to screw it up. Dixie, normally taking the offensive first, chose to remain defensive, wanting to see if Helena would make the first move...

Helena opened her eyes and stared at Dixie. The texan didnt seem like going to attack,so she decided to make the first move. The russian domme slowly walked toward her opponent,letting out a sigh. She couldnt allow herself to make any mistakes,otherway,everything would surely go wrong. She took her time,and as soon as she was ready,she started to circle her opponent and suddenly rush in,trying to catch the texan cowgirl from behind in a sleeperhold.

Dixie was on the ball as Helena rushed forward. Dixie spun quickly so she was facing her foe before the Russian could lock in the sleeperhold. From here, if Dixie was swift enough, she would grab the Domme by her nack and crotch and lift her into the air over her head. If her foe didn't counter, Dixie would slam her hard in the center of the ring and quickly follow up by trying to drop her elbow onto the Russian's stomach...

Helena's eyes widened as she suddenly lifted into the air and strongly smacked down onto the mat. She shutted her eyes for a second,and when she opened them again,she saw Dixie's elbow coming. She would try to roll over and dodge her opponent's elbow blow before it connects,only if she is fast enough to do it. And,if that results,she would sit on the cowgirl's face and reach for her legs,starting to spread them appart as she catches her head in a headscissors.

Dixie was happy she got to slam Helena down, but didn't expect such a quick recovery as when Dixie dropped her elbow, she found nothing but canvas. "Ahnn!" the cowgirl grimmaced and was down just long enough for Helena to sit on her face. "MMMFF!!" the Texan squirmed as her legs began to get spread open and Helena's own legs started to apply pressure to the downed Texan...

"You give?" Helena nicely asked as she tightened the hold on Dixie's head and spread her legs appart as much as she could,trying to force the '3-Count Cowgirl' to submit early in the match. The only thing she could think in was in the match. She could not allow herself to lose so early in the tournament.

Dixie was certainly not ready to submit, not yet even though she was in a rather humiliating position with Helena sitting on her face and spreading the cowgirl's legs way open, giving the fans quite the view of her butt and crotch as her white panties flossed at those areas with her struggling. Dixie moved her hands to her foe's butt, pushing at it and would try something of a desperation escape, Unable to breathe, Dixie would resort to biting. She's open hoer mouth and bite whatever she could hard to force Helena off of her if she was fortunate enough to get that result...