Heather Sunderland Vs. Roxy Ashworthy - Falls Count Anywhere

Throwing Heather into the steel steps had the crowd wincing out in sympathy for the purple haired one, as Roxy would take to charging towards the dazed Heather. Trying to come in and drive her knee into Heather's head, smash it between that knee and the steel steps.

Trying to truly dazed Heather for some much needed fun an humiliation to the purple haired woman. For if she managed to, Roxy would grab at that hair again and move her knee down. With Heather dazed she would attempt to press her crotch up against Heather's face as she was propped up against those steel steps. She would press her covered womahood against the the face of Heather.

Heather shook her head a little, her back aching from the pain of being rammed into the steps like that, squirming around just a bit before seeing Roxy charging straight towards her. She barely had any time to react, getting her hands up a bit to try and defend herself as the girl's knee slammed into her. Her head smashed back against the steps with quite the jerk, making her body jolt a little from the impact, her vision faltering for a second as she lie there against the steps, quite a bit dazed yet again.

She whined and groaned out, wincing hard before her hair was grabbed yet again--only for Roxy's crotch to be pushed forward, smooshing into her face. "M-mmphm!?? Mmnnh!!" She yelled out against her crotch, her face burning a full red as she was assaulted by that warmth--pushed yet again into a humiliating position from the girl. She brought her hands up, weakly pushing at her thighs, too dazed to actually offer any sort of real offense as her legs helplessly slid against the floor.

Feeling Heather's hands on her thighs as she would rub her groin against that face of Heather Sunderland. She would keep a hold of Heather's hair, and after a few more moment, the greenette would pull herself away and instead send a stomp right into Heather's bully button!

Aiming to leave her breathless again as she would try and yank Heather up to her feet, turn her around so she was facing Heather's back. Slipping her arms up and trying to get them up in under those armpits to clasp her hands against the back of Heather's head. Trying to lock in a firm full nelson hold. She would then try and charge with Heather trapped in the hold!

Trying to run at the barricades and slam Heather's front right into the barricade itself and flatten her front!

Heather whined and whimpered out loudly against her crotch, shutting her eyes tightly in the humiliation and embarrassment that she was feeling as her legs kicked and slid all over. She squirmed and writhed against her and the steps, trying to just keep herself as much as she could before suddenly she pulled away. Before she could react, that kick slammed into her belly, her eyes widening yet again as she coughed and gasped for air.

She was nearly wheezing as she was yanked up to her feet, stumbling all over from how dizzy the lack of air was making her before she was pulled right into that full nelson. She squirmed and writhed with her, her struggled not leading to much anywhere as Roxy wasn't going to give her the time to actually put them into motion. She was rushed right into the barricade, the impact making her yell out in pain, crushing her between it and Roxy, her eyes watering just slightly from the punishment she was receiving.

Roxy pushed and forced Heather up against the barricade as she would flatten the veteran against it. Her arm would slip down from Heather's armpit and slide down, trying to get it in between those legs. Sliding her hand tightly from Heather's ass, in between those legs, dragging it against Heather's covered crotch before taking a firm hold against Heather's covered womanhood.

The other arm keeping it tightly locked in for that half-nelson. She would hoist Heather up into the air and then walk a few steps away from the barricade. Turning around so her back was to it! Roxy would then try and throw Heather with a variation of a Half-nelson suplex, trying to slam the woman shoulder and neck first into the steel structure!

Heather's body arched as she felt that one hand slide down her body like that, her face burning quite the deep red as she felt it reach her crotch. She gasped out at the sensation of that grip right between her legs, doing quite a b it to arouse and distract her. She shook her head just a little, whimpering helplessly as she was desperately trying to endure the sensations rushing through her, clenching her fists tightly before she was suddenly hoisted in the air.

Her eyes widened in surprise, unable to react in time as she was suddenly tossed like that. She flailed around before she slammed right into that barricade! Her body jerked violently at the impact, just the slightest of grunts coming from Heather as she came back down onto her front on the floor. She gasped for air a little, stunned at that impact she just took, almost unable to feel her arm for a second. The sensation sent her into a bit of a panic--but after a few seconds, she could move it again, a wave of relief flowing over her in mixture of the pain that she was still feeling even so.

Roxy tossed Heather right into the barricade, and would push herself up towards her feet, smirking as she stepped up beside the purple haired woman, she'd reach for a handful of purple hair and yank Heather up to a stand. Looking to pull Heather over the barricade as she would place that belly of her foe onto the top of the barricade.

With Heather leaned over it, she would reach back with her right hand, as her left hand would hold tightly onto that hair, making sure the crowd could get a good nice look on Heather's face! She would rear her right hand up and back and then try and send a harsh spank! Aiming to spank Heather's rear over and over as hard as she could. Trying to continue to humiliate the purple haired veteran....

Heather grunt just slightly, stumbling and sliding all over as she was pulled and lifted up onto her feet. She weakly tried to fight with her, twisting and turning before she was pushed into the barricade, draped over it like that. She hid her face from the fans as much as she could before suddenly she felt that smack right onto her butt.

"Kyah?!?! H-hey!!" Heather whined out loudly, clenching her fists tightly as her hips writhed and wriggled all over, up a bit from those spanks that were ringing out loudly, her face burning a deep red in humiliation. She reached out, needing to grip onto something, holding a girl's wrist in the crowd tightly as she squirmed all over, her eyes watering just slightly from the stinging pain and the embarrassment.

Having Heather draped over the barricade sure was a treat, as she would start to spank that rear and get those cute yelps out from the purple haired veteran. Roxy would see how Heather grabbed onto the wrist of a young girl in the crowd.

Deciding to make that girl's dreams come true. As she would reach under Heather's legs and scoop her up and over! Trying to throw Roxy ass first into the woman and leave Heather in a heap! She would then vault over the barricade stand next to Heather with her hands on her hips.

Heather whined and whimpered out at all the spankings she was receiving, her head spinning from her humiliation that she was getting since the start of the match. She was clinging to that girl in the crowd, barely even realizing what she was doing, shaking her head just a bit before suddenly she felt her feet being lifted up even more like that. Her eyes widened large as next thing she knew, she was thrown up, her body flipping right over the barricade.

Her landing made her grunt out a bit, rubbing her head and sitting up a little, only to find that she was sitting atop that girl's face. "A-aah!! S-sorry!" She yelled out, rolling off her, but it was clear t he girl didn't mind..more so she had enjoyed it quite a bit. She pushed herself up onto her hands and knees, backing up a bit before picking herself up fully, just staying in wait for Roxy.