Heel vs Heel NHB Match- Killer King vs Dulsa

King


VS

Dulsa


The beast getting more and more matches just like how he likes, possibly more people wanting a piece of him and want to add his lose with their names on it, his winning records is too high than anyone by far known, and this girl seems to be ready to take on a monster like him. King openly accept the match against her and in this NHB, he doesnt have to worry about holding back at all, this girl is in a world of trouble once they get in the ring together.

King already gotten ready wearing his black jaguar or leopard mask, same thing just slight different patterns, black boots and dark red trunks. Heading out to the ring where everyone booing at him just by posing on stage front of everyone, he gotten used to it and loves it, heading down the ramp until reaching the ring where he reaches for the ropes to pull himself in and standing by the turnbuckle, flexing his huge arms front of everyone, King is looking forward to meet this girl and see how tiny she is and how stupid shes going up someone as huge as any large wrestlers.

After a long hiatus, Eliza Morgan Ravencroft was back in AFW. Or 'Dulsa' as she preferred to be called. Some pretentious name she thought would stand out when she was younger, now it was all she had. But she supposed she didn't mind the silly name she chose for herself as a teenager. There was already an Eliza and a Morrigan in AFW so this helped her stand out and that's all she ever wanted to do

After some catch up training, Dulsa decided to get off her break and return to the active roster. After fill out paper work, she was already given a match and looked on in horror as she was fighting a man who was like three of her! She didn't ask to fight King. Clearly this was punishment for taking such a long hiatus on AFW's payroll. Figures.

When the fight night came, Eliza never even stepped into the locker room. She got dressed at home and sat in the stands, she had no interest in becoming another tally mark for a man who liked to beat on smaller girls. Nor did she plan on being a lamb to the slaughter for people to jack off to.

Dulsa waited until it was match was up and when King made his entrance, she was already moving through the crowd, grabbing a steel chair, she hopped over the barricade behind his corner and quickly hopped up onto the ring apron with her chair, raising it above her head before slamming it down fast to bash King in the back of the head with the steel chair.

It was an NHB match and for a man as big as King, she'd take all the advantages.

King awaiting for his opponent to see if shes capable on taking him down in this ring, tonight will be the night that he will add this girl to his 'hit list' crushing her with whatever he puts her in if she'll tap out, pinfall or knockout, or all three, either way, she will LOSE tonight!

He stands at the center looking out on stage just tapping his foot to the mat waiting as patient as he could which doesnt last for long, starting to feel like hes steaming out of his beast mask nostrils but he didnt hear her music and it felt like hours that she didnt show up yet, did the girl chicken out? Like most pussies who couldnt take on a bigger, badder, harder challenges in their life?

"Grrrr... well, I guess I win by defau---- GAH!" King got hit pretty hard at the back of his head, knocking down on his knee, kneeling down with one hand reaching for his head, grunting from the painful strike, wasnt sure what the hell just happened, he tries to turn around to see whats up, and it was that girl, thinking it might be the bitch! "Grrrrrr YOU!"

Striking the big leopard masked wearing powerhouse, Dulsa grinned viciously after hearing that satisfying smack of steel against skull. Seeing her foe drop to a knee, Dulsa was already climbing the top turnbuckle.

"Deal with it, pussy!" Dulsa cried before she leaped off the top turnbuckle with her chair held over her head, trying to bring it crashing down over her opponent's skull as came down from the top rope.

King couldnt believe someone, like this punk, catches him just before the match can officially start it, he should really do that to someone and sneak in and strike, but always wanted to come out first and enjoy to check out the girls, but this one, is a sneaky bitch!

The beast looking up to see the girl already up on the turnbuckle with that damn equalizer, jumping off aiming right for him! He growl as he tries to power himself to stand up and outreaching his hand aiming for her throat to stop her with a good o' hold, maybe to get her drop the weapon while his other hand reaching the back of his head, clutching in pain. "GRRR!" If he could hold her still long enough, he tries to lift her up and throw her down aiming right on that same chair she use to hit him and give her the Chokeslam!

Coming down off the top rope, Dulsa was ready to crown the king with her chair, the crowd shouting in awe however when the smaller girl was CAUGHT by King in mid hair with his big hand!

"GUUGH!! AACKK!!" Gagged Dulsa, dropping her chair as she snagged by his big hand on her throat, clutching his wrist while her legs kicked back and forth frantically. "L-Leet....G-Go.....~" She groaned as she struggled, pawing and punching at his arm.

"GRRR!" King growled at her while he was able to catches her in the air with his bare hand grabbing her throat, forcing the girl to dropped the chair as she complains to let her go, the beast will let her go, the hard way!

"Grrr this will teach you a lesson!" He growled at her once again, grabbing her one arms to drape it around his, letting go of her throat to wrap his grabbing arm that was on her to go around her neck and shoulder, giving her a lift as he tries to slam her down right on top of the chair into his Rock Bottom!

Dulsa kicked and squirmed as King gripped her, trying her best to get loose from the man's big fucking grip! Finally however he did release her throat, causing her to cough despite knowing she was trapped by his arms going around her neck and shoulder.

Before Dulsa knew it, she'd feel herself get whipped into the air like a rag doll before being thrown down like nothing, her back slamming hard into the chair with a horrid clang and the sympathy of the crowd.

"AAAUUH!!" Dulsa cried out, her back arching after the horrible impact before she slumped sprawled out, twitching.

King got her picked up in his arm and took her down hard on the mat with a bit of force and his weights down on her as the girl, Dulsa cried out loud from the impact, he quickly pops himself up on his feet to look down at her, seeing shes twitching and laying there from the pain she felt.

"Ugh, that'll teach you..... but not enough!" Shook his head just to see how much his brain is hurting inside. He slowly kneeling down beside her as he tries to scoop her up in his arms and draping her over his knee, pressing his hands down on her thigh and chin, pushing with enough force to get her arching backward, stretching her over his knee.

Dulsa groaned and writhed along the mat after being slammed on the chair, her back arching from the immense pain she felt, unable to move at all at the moment. Rather, it wasn't until King scooped her up that she felt life return to her body with a need to survive.

"S-Stop! Fuck off!" She spat as she was lifted up, trying to punch King before she was ultimately slammed across his knee!

"HNNNGHH!!" She felt the drop and strain as her body was bent over the knee, feeling his massive hand on her chin and thigh, pushing her over until the top of her head touched the canvas!

"H-Hnnnghh...Rrnnn.... Nnnyhhh!!" Dulsa whined, pawing and writhing about as the bigger wrestler bent the smaller heel in two!