Beauty Meets the Beast

King easily lifting her up right on his shoulder and began bouncing her lovely body to arch her backward while squeezing at the same time, making a good use of her as his personal training doll, but of course shes isnt vulnerable as Fubuki fights back with some hard elbow shots to his head. "NGH! GAH! DAMNIT!" and not before long she would swing her fist right at his jaw too since his head is literally wide open for her to strike at him. "GAH!"

King didnt have much of a choice but to let her go so he could roll the babe off his shoulder from his side, went to clutches his head and growling displeased. "Nghhhh..... I am strong but I get angry so easily!" He said to her, trying to recover before turning himself around to face the babe.

"Awwwww, don't be mad King." Fubuki said, making a sad face, "Just relax and let yourself get into the fight. Getting angry only distracts you."

She was trying to be as helpful as she could, making sure both of them came away from this learning something. That was what made winners in the industry. Learning, adapting, evolving. It was a never ending cycle of events that made jobbers into champions, and rookies into Main Event level superstars.

Moving forward, she would make her body as fluid as possible, ready to duck and dodge, looking for openings and occasionally striking out with jabs into the exposed head of the King.

King being teased by her words when the girl is released by his submission hold, wont be long that she comes up to him and goes in for some jabs to his slightly bit soften skull hitting him some as he couldnt really block it, being occupied nursing his head. "Nghhh! I feel more relax when I DOMINATE YOU!" Pure rage already when she just flip his switch so easily.

Since the girl is close in order to jabbing his head, what he could do and tried to is by reaching around to get his filthy hands on her fine ass cheeks to give it a good squeeze but what he got it in mind is that giving her a lift high enough before sliding his hands down to her shapely legs to spread it apart as she comes down, King would kneel to let her land on his knee right between her juicy thighs! "GRRR!"

"Careful big guy. I'm not teasing you." Fubuki calmed, a serious look on her face. She wanted this to be a normal spar, not a rage fueled slaughter she figured a guy like him could do. Some of her biggest wins were due to the fact that she didn't give in to her rage.

She was ripped out of her thoughts when King reached around and gave her ass a squeeze, drawing a gasp from the woman, a blush on her face. King didn't stop there, lifting Fubuki up to slam her down on his knee! THe woman cried out in pain, sliding off onto the canvas where she curled up, pain ripping through her lower body.

King wanted to play with his new toy while everyone isnt watching since everyone left to leave both him and his babe all alone, although she wasnt playing nicely when he tries to dominate her, so to teaching her a lesson he managed to get a hold of Fubuki and landing her crotch right on his knee before watching the girl dropping down on the mat in pain. "Grrrr.... gonna rough you up and teach you some lessons!" he said while kneeling beside her.

King making sure shes facing down before he could climb to sit on her lower back, reaching for those skinny arms to drape it over his thighs before checking his head, shaking it to get some pain out of him. "Ughh... you sure hit me hard huh?!" Reaching for her chin with one hand to pull it back as far as she flexibility allows her as his free hand reaching down to firmly grab one of her breasts, squeeze it and pulling it back too.

"Ahhhh!" Fubuki cried, realizing the horrible predicament she was in. King sat on her back, draping her arms over his legs and locking in the one handed camel clutch. King wasn't ready to leave it like that, reaching over and cupping one of her breasts.

"Wha-? What are you....oooohhhh." Fubuki moaned, caught off guard by Kings assault. King said he wanted to dominate her, and if he kept this up he just might do it. With no one around to keep the peace in the match, King could dominate her as long as he wanted with no interruptions.

"Mmmmm!" King pulling onto her chin with one hand and squeezing her fine ample breast in another, wanted to show that he is in control and never his opponent, even if they try he'll do whatever he can to take back the wheel and ride it hard, which is why he got her down now and toying with her.

Wont be long that he would slowly get off her back and her breast but leaving his hand on her chin to pull her back until her knees is on the mat and King standing behind as he use his free hand to swing down and clubbing over her ample breasts like couple of drums, want to bang and jiggles those boobs. "Hurgh! Hurgh! HURGH!"

Fubuki wasn't used to this kind of sexual attack. Back in her league, her opponents would just go for the slams before hooking up the leg for the three count. What King was doing was unconventional in terms of the wrestling she was used to. Whatever he was doing seemed to give the big man his confidence back, dragging her to her knees before swinging his free hand down to club her chest repeatedly. With each consecutive his, her arms jerked in place, grunts and groans of pain slipping past her lips.

King totally soften her fine ample breasts up with all his rage filling it in, he took a short breather so she can feel a little at least, but King isnt done with her yet, wanted to test out a move on the poor girl who really got him worked up.

Grunting as he take his hand off her chin and get it around her neck to tilt her head back tucking under his arm, pulling her up standing with him as he could try getting her in a standing Dragon Sleeper but this isnt the move hes going for. Instead, King turn one side and quickly turn to the other, pulling her with him into a spinning motion like a crocodile until he land on his back and her face hits the mat by his Rolling Cutter "HURGH!"

"Unhhhh." Fubuki moaned, her face being tucked under the massive arm of her new opponent. She thought King would just keep her trapped in the hold and choke her out. She WISHED she was that lucky. Unwilling to simply send her off into a blissful sleep, King instead rolled over, sending Fubuki face first into the mat with a Rolling Cutter.

"Ugh!" she grunted, the impact sending her up back onto her knees. The woman swayed on the spot, her green eyes unfocused and cloudy, before she fell sideways, her body rolling until it lay spread eagle next to King, her chest rising and falling slowly.