Hentai POW Match - Peyton McKee vs. "Roxy" Stillbern

Peyton watched Roxy start to roll away and laughed before shaking her head. The redhead followed Roxy easily and then brought Roxy up to her feet and walked her to the ropes, "That's the right attitude to have!" said McKee a little sarcastically before she shoot Roxy off to the other side of the ring with an Irish whip.

She was ready to keep the momentum on her side, and as she watched her rainbow-haired opponent rebound, she would run up to try and hit a big boot to her face! Peyton always liked to try and start things off strong, as she figured the more she could wear Roxy down earlier, the easier the rest of the match would get for her.

Roxy was quick, but probably not quick enough to get away from Peyton, as seemed to be the case. It was obvious that she was still outmatched in strength however as well, as the bigger redhead pushed her onto the ropes only to shoot her away, Roxy only barely having enough time to turn around, momentum ending her quick moment of respite however. It was clear that Roxy was gonna have to bust a few moves in order to take the initiative away from Peyton, though she herself wasn't too sure as to how, not that she was given much time to think at the moment anyways.

As she was headed towards Peyton once more, Roxy knew it was time to act. Of course, any real action was once more going to have to wait, as she suddenly took a quite nasty boot to her noggin, knocking her down to the mat once more. She clutched her head in pain, clearly knocked down once more, though not quite out of the match just yet or anything, or so she hoped. "Ugh, guess we ain't too worried about roughing up the goods before the fun starts are we?" She teased in a pained tone, still clutching her head in pain as she tried to slowly get herself back up, assuming Peyton would give her the chance, unlikely at best if she wanted to be aggressive.

Peyton connected her foot right to Roxy's face with a satisfied look on her face. McKee felt the thud of her rainbow-haired opponent hitting the mat and she clapped her hands together, grinning wide in satisfaction. "Yeah, I do this thing where I beat down a girl and then ravage her. So first, they're a little bit pissed that the redhead is whooping them, and then they're just crying my name in ecstasy. So hey! Look forward to that in your future, babe!" teased Peyton, stepping towards Roxy as she stood up.

"So let's take you for another ride, girl!" said Peyton with such glee. She waited until Roxy got up enough and then tried to grab hold of her for a suplex. If successful, she would hoist her up and then drop her down with a Sitout Front Suplex, one of her favorite moves for multiple reasons. But mostly because it was pretty impactful and allowed for her to womanhandle girls pretty easily after that.

Without any real warning, Roxy tried to drive her knee into Peyton's belly as the bigger woman tried to grab her, her speed and agility coming into play now against her opponent. It was clear that she had to strike soon regardless, lest she simply be manhandled by her bigger opponent even further. As a result of this, Roxy began to give no quarter to the redhead, now prepared to start striking at her should her prior kick connect.

"I think I've had enough of your rides, babe." Roxy spoke with a slightly colder, though by no means less teasing voice, clearly still willing to trade banter with her opponent at least. "Why don't I show you what I can really do?" She would taunt again should her knee connect, taking a precious second or two to simply take in the satisfaction of hitting flesh so satisfyingly.

Just before Peyton could hoist her opponent up, she felt a knee hit into her stomach and doubled over. "Ooof!" And just before she could react, Roxy started to throw strikes at her even further, forcing the redhead to block. "Pass, babe..." said McKee, taking a moment to wait for a pause between the strikes to put her hands together and throw a big double axe handle smash towards Roxy's face, aiming to stop her momentum dead in her tracks and knock her down!

When that axe handle hit it hit like an absolute freight train, immediately knocking Roxy down into the floor, her strikes having seemingly meant nothing as far as she was concerned. "Ugh. . ." She moaned out, clutching her head in dismay and most of all pain as her plan yet again failed. She didn't know what it was about Peyton but she seemed to be able to keep up with her and knock her down senselessly no matter how hard she tried. Was it that her own approach was wrong? Was Peyton simply better? Was there something she was missing? Regardless of what it was however, it was clear that Roxy had to make sure to figure out a way to take care of her if she wanted any chance of winning this fight.

Peyton shook her head clear and then clapped her hands in satisfaction. "Whoo! Nothing like a little clubbering to really get the blood pumping!" said McKee, looking pleased with herself. "But now we're going to see how far we can bend that cute, hard body of yours sweetie."

The redhead was eager to see what she could do to really work over her opponent. She always did take some satisfaction in smacking around her opponents to make satisfying them that much better. Peyton lifted her foot up high and then stomped it down on the back of Roxy. And if successful, she would prepare for her first major hold in this match and squat down on her back, hook the multi-color-haired girl's arms over her legs and then wrench back her neck in a bone bending camel clutch! An oldie but a goodie, Peyton thought. Just enough to make this girl start yelling.

Roxy already felt the foot on her back, grunting in pain only to feel Peyton immediately put her other foot down, her entire body now pressing down on her. She knew what was coming and all she could do was struggle meaninglessly as Peyton put her in the dreaded Camel Clutch, immediately eliciting another grunt of pain from the rainbow haired wrestler.

"Fuck. . . you're really. . . ugh, adamant about breaking me. . . aren't you?" She grunted out as she tried to struggle, trying to avoid yelling even as she felt Peyton apply pressure on her back, trying to hold herself back from humiliating herself in front of the crowds. And yet, a second later, she began to yell in pain, her body suffering miserably under Peyton's hold.

Peyton managed to get the Camel Clutch locked in and beamed proudly at getting her submission in. The redhead was satisfied to simply start to weaken Roxy more and more to make her job easier, and as she yanked back on the chin of Roxy, she could tell that the girl was trying to resist giving her the satisfaction of showing her that she was in pain. ANd then finally, it came. The rainbow-haired girl started to yell in pain and McKee grinned.

"Theeeeere it is! Go on, keep yelling. Throw in a little 'Oh Peyton, I give up, please ride me all night just to make it stop!'" teased Peyton before giggling. She kept her hands locked under Roxy's chin and then settled back deeper, trying to pull the hold back even further to stretch her opponent! There was always something about a good submission hold that really got McKee's motor revving. As she cranked the hold on further she said, "But I'm not going to break you. What's the fun of playing with broken things? I'm just softening you up a little bit!"

Roxy did indeed keep yelling just as Peyton commanded, not so much out of any desire to follow orders as much as the sheer pain that was being inflicted upon her. It was almost nauseating to the scrappy wrestler, feeling that much pain on her back simply threatening to snap her in half and end her right then and there. It only grew worse as Peyton kept at it, her yells seemingly nonstop by this point.

Truth be told, she was still squirming and trying to escape the prison Peyton had set up for her to no avail, and she knew she needed to at least think of something, hard as it may be with the intense pain placed upon her.