Clyde Gastin Vs. ??? (Heather Sunderland)

Heather's arching and tighter squeezing, the wiggling of her hips only had Clyde gritting his teeth and struggling to endure the tight scissors that put him on the verge of passing out before finally, Heather let him go.

"G-Guh!" A near breathless Clyde just fell to his hands and knees once he was released by Heather, groaning a bit as he tried to recover from the tight scissors before being forced to stand once more as Heather began to pull him up.

"Not so... E-Easy!" He growled as he tried to tag Heather with a stunning European uppercut before trying to hurriedly whip her right into the ropes!

Heather kept a wide grin on her face asshe reached down for Clyde's arm. She pulled him up, snickering slightly as she was ready to go right in for that suplex. She partly was sure that this would be from here on out all in her corner, ready to just take the fight entirely to Clyde all the way until the end now--but instead it seemed that he definitely still had enough of fight left in him to even prevent her from continuing her offense.

She grunt out as that european uppercut slammed into her chin, causing her to stumble a bit. She was whipped into the ropes right after--bouncing off them and back to him--but she still had the piece of mind to try and counter. She leaped up as she came back towards him, trying to lock her legs around his head and spin herself around, trying to hit him with a tilt-a-whirl headscissor takedown.

Clyde flushed as he heard Heather snicker. He felt a bit flustered after being head scissored by his ex and the way she seemed to enjoy with her snickering only embarrassed him more but he sure as heck wasn't going to just let her bull doze him so easily!

He struck her and whipped her right into the ropes where he already had plans for a powerslam, only to found himself ensnared by Heather's stocking covered thighs once more! "A-Auhh!!" Her legs locked on him and everything around just spun so violently before he was flung hard to the mat! Flipping and falling flat on his back with a hard bounce, rolling and flipping with the momentum until his upper back smacked into a nearby corner where he lay, sitting down in the corner with his head just below the middle turnbuckle, groaning as he tried to shake the dizziness out of his head.

Heather pushed herself up onto her knees as she looked to see where Clyde would end up. She had managed to counter that whole sequence, but it did take a bit out of her. She took a deep breath, a grin curling on her face as she saw Clyde seated against the corner.

Heather stood up, grinning down at Clyde as her heart pound in her chest from her excitement. She walked slowly towards him, moving her hips in a seductive side to side way to try and fluster him a bit before she turned herself around right as she got up near him. She lifted up her skirt, revealing fully the black cotton panties that she wore beneath it before she went to push herself back, t rying to press her butt firmly into Clyde's face and trap him in the corner.

Clyde shook his head and opened his eyes after getting rid of his daze. Just in time to see Heather stand up and grin with a smile that made Clyde's heart threaten to burst from his chest, screaming at himself to hurry and move!!!

But as Heather slowly and sensually walked towards him with a seductive sway of her hot hips that had her skirt frilly skirt shaking left to right, the sight of it all had Clyde's heart thumping madly as his face burned hot, blushing furiously, unable to move as he was just dead frozen. His jaw soon dropped as Heather turned around and lifted her skirt to reveal her black cotton panties before she backed up and smothered the cowboy with firm press of her ass!

"M-Mhhhphh!!" Cried Clyde, kicking at the mat and failing as he got a mouth and noseful of Heather's thick ass, his eyes rolling as he was smothered firmly, failing and kicking at the mat while the crowd roared at the hot sight of the stinkface!

Heather leaned back fully as she pushed her ass firmly against his face, starting to wiggle her hips a bit. She loved how he totally froze up before this, quite pleased to know that she could still do that to him with being seductive like that. She pushed her ass back as much as she could, rubbing and grinding it into his face as she kept him pinned up against the corner in his seated position.

"You like that, yeah Clyde? I know how much you do. Just sit back and enjoy your position." She said, grinning wide as she continued to rub and grind back into his face, enjoying his frantic struggles. "Hey, why don't you plant a couple kisses on my ass while you're trapped there? Show me how much you like it like I know you do. Maybe if you do a well enough job I'll see how many ways I can get you into a position like this"

The more Heather leaned back the more Clyde felt crushed and smothered by Heather's wiggling ass that ground into his face. "MhMhblhMprMblrMmmphh!!" Jumbled, smothering groans were the only things heard as Heather rubbed her large ass repeatedly into his face, washing his mouth and nose with her tight fitting cotton panties, feeling the flesh of her glutes surround his face, his head shaking left to right as she rubbed her ass into him over and over.

Her taunts only made made him groan against her butt, feeling the humiliation of her taunts, that he liked this! It was embarrassing to admit, but because it was Heather, part of him did but he that didn't mean he was going to just submit! Her teasing offer both flustered and frustrated him, as much as he probably did like her offer... He couldn't just submit so easily!  But with how he couldnt breathe, it might be happening soon!

"Okay! Outta the corner! One! Two! Three!" Cried the ref, warning Heather to break away before the fifth count while Clyde was on the verge of a smother KO.

Heather grinned wide as she felt those muffled, jumbled up sounds of protest into her ass. She boasted and yelled with what she was saying, laughing aloud as she pushed her butt as firmly into his face as she possibly could, cutting off his air entirely. Licking her lips just a bit, she was content with just--staying in this position for the rest of the match--that was until the ref got into it and started to count to the five.

She glared at the ref, clicking her tongue as she stayed for four. She got in the ref girl's face a little, gritting her teeth before she turned back to Clyde. She clearly wasn't used to that--competing in mostly matches that had no disqualification, but she had to play by the rules for now.

She backed up a little before rushing straight at Clyde as he sat there in the corner, gripping the top rope and leaping up into the air. She used the ropes to pull her back down--trying to slam her boots into his chest with a rope-aided corner dropkick!

Clyde groaned as his face was slapped side to side while Heather washed his face with her ass using the smothering stinkface maneuver that the crowd loved, hooting and hollering for Heather's humiliation tactics. None booed the Ref stopping it however. The ref-girl though found herself backing up a bit as she was clearly intimidated by Heather getting in her face a bit

As this went on, Clyde was left slumped in the corner, head tilted back as he gasped for air, chest rising and falling. "H-Haah...Haah..." He breathed in and out, trying to catch his breath... Much of it he'd lose as Heather leaped up with the aid of the ropes and plowed her boots right into her chest!

"GUUH!!!" The heavy, crushing dropkick mashed Clyde's chest, his body bouncing right in the corner before he slumped over to the side with his face against the canvas, groaning against the mat as he hugged his chest.

"U-Uuu....F-Fuck....That hurt..." Groaned the cowboy as he put one hand on the ropes.

Heather felt her boots smash right into Clyde's chest, giving her the full feeling of successfully pulling that off. She smirked, nodding her head a little as she licked her lips, rolling back and standing herself up. She stuck her tongue out at the ref girl before letting out a long breath, looking down at Clyde.

"Yeah? Did it hurt? Well good cause that's kind of the point." She said with a teasing grin as she made her way back over to him. She had the chance to both humiliate him and then cause pain right after there--that sequence couldn't have gone better for Heather.

She reached down, gripping Clyde's arm before going to step back and yank him up to his knees. She pulled him right into a front facelock, sending her leg backwards before thrusting it forward, trying to use the momentum to aid herself in taking him down with a Snap DDT.