Black Cougra vs. Kelly Flowers Bathrobe Girdle Match

Cougra did the obvious and punched Kelly again in the stomach, causing her to release the grip around her opponent and roll herself together on the floor. This last Punch had driven her over the edge and she just wanted to end this ordeal with a little bit of dignity if that was possible.

Cougra walked every corner of the ring, and Kelly didn't even have to look where she went as the rope told her that. As Cougra had reached the last corner and was about to touch it, she managed to stretch herself on the floor as the pain had reduced itself a little bit and Cougra scored the victory under the brandishing applause of the crowd.
"Please. Some mercy. Don't punch or kick me anymore."
she uttered groggily without much moving, totally drained of any will to fight after this match, when Cougra would come in to collect her well earned bounty.

She had no idea what Cougra would arrange for the teaching, but she had some hope that it would not involve getting punched to a bloody pulp.

Winner: Cougra wins by reaching Objectives of the match.

Cougra would raise her arms high and blow kisses to the crowd in victory. She finally won her first match and now Kelly was all hers. She turned to the other girl and raised an eyebrow when she asked for mercy. "Mercy?" she put her index finger on her lip and thought for a moment, only to smile and reply, "Sorry, I'm fresh out." With that, she would raise her right hand up in a claw-like formation and send those claws straight to Kelly, but they stopped just one inch away.

The cat's eyes gleamed as if she remembered something. "Oh wait, that's right. We have to get to your training." She would kneel next to her and brought Kelly's face up in front of hers to softly play with her cheeks as she cooed, "And you little baby will have your first training with me. I will be your new mommy now and you'll do exactly as I tell you. And I promise that no harm will come to you anymore."

Poor Kelly froze in horror as the cat seemed to not be satisfied with her victory and threatened to scratch her in the face to satisfy a sadistic need or to show her dominance again. Luckily she decided against it in the last consequence, maybe just for not damaging her new toy, maybe for other reasons Kelly didn't know.
"..."
she wanted to say something, but didn't find the inner strength for a schmuck remark or something like that, so she just looked wide-eyed at the claws of the cat, trembling a little bit.

Then Cougra changed from mean to nice by retracting her claws and comforting her cheeks. Well, she got nicer at least, not obviously nice. A small sigh of relief left her lips, but she couldn't really relax while a little anticipation began to mix in her fearful trembling.
"Y...Yes, madam. As you wish."
she finally hushed as she mustered enough inner strength to speak again.

Cougra smiled and snuggled her nose gently against Kelly's with a smile. "Good girl, good girl." She would even snuggle her cheek against hers to try and reassure her. After a few more seconds, she would put Kelly's arm over her shoulder and helped her up. "Come on now, Kelly. Another match is going to take place here so we better go." When they both stood up, Cougra helped Kelly to walk out of the ring and down the walkway. Although, her eyes had a shine again and had a funny smile on her face when in thought of Kelly's training.

Cougra was back to nice again and helped her to find a little more confidence in herself again, even allowing her to blush under the gentle touch on her cheek.

"...Uuhh..."
she tried as best as she could to support Cougra in lifting her up. Although the freshest pain, the legs stopped hurting badly with the notable Exceptions of her ankles who still protested to be used. But with a little help of Cougra, she managed to leave the ring and enter the walkway.

While they went out of the hall, Kelly didn't even dare to wink at the audience and simply concentrated on walking, but thought a little bit of the match. Cougra had essentially defeated her with a basic move like a lariat, and she was totally unable to defend herself against it. Sure, the bathrobe girdle hat played a crucial part in it, but she had been taken down like a total newbie, and that had either to be worked on or she had to stay to the matches she was supposed to be better, messy and bed matches where you didn't have to fear to get your ass kicked and kiss the mats.

For now, little by little, her fear got replaced by anticipation of the training to come and gladly leaned on Cougra to get out.

TO BE CONTINUED...BACKSTAGE