Kelly Conway Vs. Heather Sunderland - POW!

Smacking Heather left and right with her hand, Kelly grinned, hearing those poor weak whimpers over and over after no doubt confusing Heather and overwhelming her with sexual violence.

Seeing the girl stunned, Kelly drew her head back before lashing it out, trying to slam her forehead right into Heather's sternum, aiming just above her breasts to nail her hard in the chest and knock some precious wind away.

Heather felt her head getting jerked back and forth from her smacking her like that, getting more and more dazed by the second. She was being taken straight to nearly passing out from the abuse that she was taking from Kelly, the match just getting worse and worse for Heather as time went on.

She felt then her slam her head directly right above her chest, spittle coming from her mouth as she drove the air from her lungs, her vision faltering for a second as she would lie flat on her back if Kelly allowed her to, Heather just--needing some kind of break at the moment.

Slamming her head into Heather's chest, Kelly grinned, seeing the spit fly and the results that left poor Heather down, Kelly stood up and grabbed the hem of Heather's top, trying to yank the poor battered girl up to her feet once more.

"Aww... Look how worn out you look! Such a rookie! I bet you always take dives like that, huh!? Pathetic! I could snap any limb on you but instead Im just playing with you, and you're already so beaten!" Kelly laughed as she tried to get Heather back on her feet.

Heather was breathing in and out heavily. Her body was burning up and her head was spinning more and more, having to just somehow regain her bearings to even keep up with where she was. She bit her lip hard, squirming and writhing around on her back as Kelly just started yelling out all those taunting words. Her voice was just so grating, feeling like it was ripping apart at her mind as she gulped hard.

She was lifted up like that, her body nearly limp as Kelly held her up, Heather just fighting to put the strength into her limbs. "Nngh..N-next time.." She let out, unable to really put into words past that how much she hated this experience, just thrusting out with her hand to try and slap her across the face.

Finally getting Heather up by her top, Kelly lifted the limp fighter up before she felt a sudden but weak slap jet across her face, making her face sting.

"A-Ah?" She gasped, blinking before she realized she was struck, leaking Kelly to grasp Heather by the throat and start shaking her in place.

"D-Did...You... Just slap me?" She asked, clearly offended.

Heather grinned a little as she saw how stunned Kelly was--before she was yanked up and choked, grabbed by her throat and shook in place. She winced hard, her head pounding and spinning with how she felt like her body was about to give out, hearing that question.

"Y-yeah I did! A little like this" She let out through her choking, bringing her hand around for a second time. She was trying to connect with another slap to her face, one that would be clearly weaker than the last, but making Kelly mad was something she was totally all for right now.

Heather's grin irritated Kelly, seeing the violet haired girl just be all smug despite her visible beating led Kelly to throttle Heather until she tried to hit her again with another slap, one that made Kelly growl with irritation.

"Still!?" She barked before yanking Heather forward as Kelly closed her eyes and mashed her lips hard and forcefully onto Heather's own tender mouth, kissing her firmly driving her tongue deep past her lips before Kelly pulled back suddenly, leaving a small thin trail of saliva between then before Kelly released a sharp slap across Heather's face, followed by a backhand, then a forehand then repeating, back and forth, over and over, smacking Heather left to right!

Heather was trying her best to keep up her..strength. She was trying to act like what Kelly was doing was nothing to her, but she could feel herself fading more and more steadily from the grip at her throat, having to fight to keep putting strength in her limbs.

She was about to respond to her before she was pulled into that forceful kiss again, her f ace burning a full red as her body was totally giving out more and more. As if that wasn't enough, she was assaulted by those slaps and backhands right after, knocking her more and more senseless. She was pretty much just slumping in Kelly's grasp, barely able to keep her eyes open as she slumped completely, feeling totally out of it.

Slapping Heather around aimlessly and senselessly. The blonde licking her lips as she felt turned on by dominating Heather and watching her be reduced to a limp puppet for her to toy with and smack around. The feeling of domination coursing through Kelly before she stopped slapping and held onto her foe, gazing at Heather's pretty face as she just slumped into her.

"Hmph! Pathetic." She muttered, leaning in, giving Heather one last soft, peck on the lips before discarding her with a distasteful push of her fingers like she was flinging away grime, letting Heather fall to the canvas.

Once she had fallen, a smug Conway put her boot on Heather's tit to pose powerfully over her victim. Ordering the ref to start counting.

"ONE!"

Heather felt like her entire consciousness was being steadily slapped right out of her more and more, Kelly completely dominating her at the moment. She had no chance of regaining her stamina and strength from all that she had done to her in the match, suddenly feeling that last little peck on the lips.

It was as if that sealed it, Heather pushed down onto the mat with just Kelly's fingers, lying there sprawled on her back. Her face took quite the deep red blush on her face as she felt her boot planted on her breast, hearing the ref starting to count.

"TWO!"

It was an incredibly humiliating pinning position that she was put in..but her head was spinning and her body was weak. She felt like everything was weighing down on her, unable to even lift her arms as she lie there just completely sprawled out, unable to answer the count.