Evil Rose Vs. Anesthesia - Oil Wrestling

Showing off some of the beasts power, Evil Rose hoisted her former master up on her shoulders and then swung her down! Slamming her into the mat with that Samoan Drop! The body of Anesthesia would bounce and flop on the canvas in the oil until she finally came to a halt face down.

Evil Rose would start to move up towards her hands and knees, prowling towards the downed nurse like a dangerous predatory cat. Slipping towards her as she would try and take a hold of that hair of the buxom wicked Nurse. Guiding her up towards her feet, Evil Rose would next try and shove that head in between her strong oiled up thighs.

Leaning forward and popping her hips as her arms would wrap around her former master's waist to try and roll her up onto her shoulders and then try and slam Anesthesia down into the oil with a nasty powerbomb!

Yes, this was going poorly. Yes, Anesthesia could see the irony of being dismantled by her own creation, suffering the same fate she had intended for others. A fitting punishment, all well and good. Just like something out of the movies.

The sort of movies she hated.

No, Anesthesia had no intention of being on the receiving end of her pet all day long, though it might’ve seemed that way at the moment. Evil Rose was back in control once more, and from the looks of things, was on the verge of executing one of her devastating power bombs.

It wasn’t going to happen, however. When she reached out and grabbed her waist, Anesthesia sprung into action, wrapping her arms around the bruiser’s legs to keep her in place. She planted her feet, lifted up, and attempted to send the woman flying up and over with a strong back body drop.

Evil Rose sought to bring this match to an end or at least bring it closer towards it's climax as she sought to slam down her former master with a mighty powerbomb, all she would have to do was roll her up onto her shoulders and then bring her down brutally hard into the canvas and bring and end to this.

However, as she tried to lift her former master up, she found herself being stopped. Heaving for what she could. Evil Rose instead found herself being lifted up and then suddenly thrown over head! " Aaah!" She yelped out as she was send flying and then crashed lowerback first into the canvas with a heavy thud.

The moment Anesthesia sent Evil Rose flying, she dropped to one knee, as the exhaustion took its toll on her in an instant. A surprise, really - she hadn’t wagered on this match draining her so much, had lost track of how much she was exerting herself. In truth, stamina had never been her strongest area. It was to be expected, she supposed. Aggravating, but nothing she couldn’t push through.

With a grunt, she pushed her way back up and moved back, swinging her leg over Evil Rose’s waist and dropping to straddle her. She brought her hands up in an attempt to pin the wild woman’s wrists to the canvas, and dropped her breasts down, let them splatter across her foe’s chest. A display of dominance, all while she blew hot breaths in her former - and future - pet’s face.

”Bringing back some old feelings, dear? Hm?”