Tension Hentai Title: Angela Minetti (c) vs. Clyde Gastin

Mercy squealed as she was shoved out of the ring unceremoniously. She toppled through the ropes and landed on the mats outside. She panted but didn't move. She stayed still and watched. She knew she should run. She NEEDED to run. But she couldn't just DO that. She flipped open ring apron and looked underneath. If she was going to wade back in, she'd have to defend herself. While she did that, she peeked over the ring, trying to get a view of where Poison and Angela were and what they were doing.

Having kicked Mercy out of the ring, Poison considered that the dumb secretary had been shooed away and was time to focus on Clyde, who could be a threat... if he wasn't barely conscious and firmly trapped under Angela's butt. Poison sighed and rolled her eyes disappointed. She had wanted to use the chair a bit more on Clyde, but now there wasn't much she could hit... or was there. Poison suddenly grinned wickedly, having one devious idea.

Angela was striking her best I-am-completely-innocent look, biting one of her fingers while she rubbed her round ass all over Clyde's face, making sure to get the boy's nose and mouth against her panties. She had doused them with a mix of perfume and a hint of chloroform just in case something like this happened, and she wanted Clyde to get a good sniff at the delicious and numbing scent of those panties. Clyde was starting to recover after the chair shot and Angela didn't liked it one bit that the boy would try to fight back again. Fortunately for her she had all the back up she needed.

Poison placed the chair besides her and reached for Clyde's legs, pulling them up by the ankles to then step over the right one, quickly wrapping his legs around her own in a nice pretzel before falling down on her butt, having trapped Clyde's legs in a vicious figure four leglock. Once she had locked it in, Poison pushed her foot against Clyde's crotch to trample his cock, while she reached for her chair and, raising it up like a guillotine blade, she began to bang Clyde's knee with the edge, trying to injure him, just like she had done with her sister.

Mercy watched as Angela began to rub her skanky butt all over Clyde's face. Her cheeks puffed out and reddened with deep embarrassment. No doubt these two harlots would make all her hard work completely pointless and just strip and fuck him anyway. Mercy had to do something.

She looked under the ring. She needed to arm herself. Mercy's hand slid along a kendo stick. She furrowed her brow. Even if she got the drop on them with that, they'd probably just laugh at her. A chair? Even if she caught one of them off guard, the other might get her. She needed something more imposing, more heavy duty. Then, Mercy spotted exactly what she needed.

Mercy grabbed her item and slipped back into the ring. She knew she wouldn't have a lot of time and she charged quickly and raised her weapon high into the air, straining her body as she swung it down, the head of the sledgehammer landing a few inches from Poison's head as Mercy panted over it.

"I don't thin I have to be very good to do some damage with this!" She barked. "All I have to do is swing it around and if you try and get in my way, I could probably break something. Do you bitches wanna try me!? Get. The. Hell. Away. From. Him." Mercy growled, pulling up the sledgehammer, ready to take another swing if the naughty nurse and her felonious friend wanted a piece of the wild eyed paralegal and her friend Mr. Sledge.

Poison held Clyde firmly with the figure four, rubbing the boy's shaft with her boot roughly as she continued banging the chair against his legs. She was too busy having fun trying to injure Clyde to notice what that little mouse Mercy was doing... until the hammer head landed right besides her head. The loud impact of the heavy sledge hammer was enough to make Poison let go off Clyde, instinctively rolling away from the boy to get herself to safety.

Kaori gasped shocked too, she had been too busy rubbing her ass on Clyde to notice Mercy until the girl was all over her partner. "Come on, Mercy... don't do something you and your boyfriend would regret..." Kaori said, trying to test how determined Mercy was, but when the secretary began approaching her, Angela decided it was time to put some distance between herself and that sledge hammer and she rolled out of the way and out of the ring. "Call security... she is crazy..."

Underneath Angela's ass. Clyde was like... Dead. A chair-shot to the head had him out. And with is nose buried between Angela's cheeks where her chloroform doused panties rubbed all over his face, rocking his limp head along with her gyrations, getting way too good a whiff of Angela's ass, It was ensured that Clyde was going to say out cold to the point where it was unlikely he was going to feel the abuse that the duo was putting on him.

The boy was woozy and starting to fade, unable to defend himself, he only knew of this arousing yet infuriatingly humiliating position where he had his face being rubbed on by Angela's plump ass while Poison applied this dreaded figure four, Clyde wanted to resist that, barely feeling the pain now but knowing it would damage him, all while feeling the woman's foot pushing gainst his crotch, making it twitch underneath the tights, right as Poison began to bang her chair right on Clyde's knees. "...She's gonna injure me..." These were Clyde's final thoughts as his legs barely twitched, he soon passed out from the smothering and chloroform underneath Angela, his knees tiwtching limply as Poison battered them with the chair. It seemed like an injury was unavoidable until Mercy arrived and saved the cowboy.

Mr. Sledge would be her only friend, as Clyde laid out cold in the ring, chest heaving up and down, eyes shut, laying sprawled out and limp in front of Mercy, faintly panting.

Mercy watched Angela and Poison retreat from the ring. She picked up the sledgehammer and waved it around like she was some kind of viking berzerker, keeping an eye on both of them as she hovered over Clyde's body. "JUST TRY IT!" She screamed and smacked the ring again. The sledgehammer reverberated in her hands but she tried to remain tough. She panted and loomed over Clyde, leering at the pair while she waited for them to exit. She wasn't going to budge an inch until the two temptresses were long gone.

Poison and Angela looked at each other and then at Mercy. Of course they wanted to punish and humiliate her for coming at them with the hammer, as they wanted to do with Clyde, but they both knew there was nothing to win from risking themselves. Angela had won the match and retained the title, Clyde was out cold and Mercy was going to get in a lot of trouble from the bosses to be sure.

"You both will pay for this!" Poison threatened, pointing a finger at Mercy from a safe distance and then both Angela and her moved towards the entrance area. An official came to give Angela back her title and she happily raised it over her head to a mix of boos and cheers. Then she turned her back on Mercy and simply walked away. Poison stayed a step back to give Mercy the finger and then follow her friend out of the arena.

Mercy watched Angela and Poison slowly slink away. Her knuckles were white as she gripped her sledge hammer and kept a laser like focus on the naughty hers and her felonious friend. She wasn't budging an inch until both of them were completely out of sight. Once they were finally gone, Mercy stood up and looked down at Clyde.

"Idiot." She growled and bent down. She grabbed her hammer with one hand and Clyde's arm with the other and struggled to drag him to the edge of the ring. She then slipped out of the ring and tried to pull him onto her shoulders. It was difficult but she did what she could to situate him onto her back. Hunched over and straining hard, Mercy grabbed her sledge hammer and slowly tried to make it up the ramp with Clyde on her back. She never realized how long the entrance ramps were!