Heather Sunderland vs. Kent Quick

"Gh...little...bastard.." Heather would say under her breath as she tried to get back to her feet. His boasting about what he was doing was getting under her skin, frustrating her even more than the pain that she was going through. She was groaning from it, clenching her teeth to try to endure it before she would feel him grab at her hair.

"Gaaagh!! Y-you..." Heather would let out as he lifted her fully to her feet, forcing her into the corner. She would try to fight back, trying to escape the man as soon as she could, but immediately after she would feel his elbow ram into her lower back, causing her to let out a yell of pain, her frustration rising.

"Gh...not as much as...you'll like this!" She would let out before trying to kick her leg back between his legs, trying to hit him with a vicious low blow.

Kent pulled her up by the hair and draping over the top ropes and just checking out her back seeing her fine ass which he would so wanted to give it a good squeeze but maybe later after he beats her in the match, so with her draping over he use his free arm to elbow into her back soften her up some hearing her screaming in pain which its a good thing to hear. "HAH! Love it!"

But as soon he about to strike some more, out of nowhere her leg kick out behind her and swing right up hitting him between the legs for the vicious low blow. "Gough!" He quickly lets go of her hair and spun to drop down onto his knees clutching himself between the legs, that one hand holding himself and the other pounding down his fist to the mat in pain, all men have that one weakness is getting hit in the junk, he soon fell over to the side groaning from the pain, he should of been more carefully and should of known better.

"Son of a bitch....ughhhh...." Holding to himself gritting his teeth and can barely get up at this point until his manhood fully recover.

The man's excitement at her pain was thoroughly frustrating, Heather fuming inside as she so badly wanted to get back at him. This feeling would have been tripled had she known how he was staring at her ass like he was. Dealing pain to her was one thing, but lusting for her body was another.

As she kicked her leg up, connecting with the low blow, she would turn herself over in the corner, rubbing her back from the throbbing pain that she was feeling run through it. She would give herself a couple seconds, breathing heavily to let air run through her body to aid her recovery before she would step out from the corner.

"Kh...now you're gonna get it you little bastard.." Heather would let out, glaring intensely at the man who was in pain on the ground before her. She would run towards him from where she was standing, swinging her leg as she would try to punt him in the head, regardless of what direction he was facing.

His crotch was throbbing with pain when she sneak up a surprise low blow with him down on the match in serious pain, groaning from the pain he looks from his side to see her rubbing her back from the pain he put her through, hearing her words then he respond.

"Nghh.... little bastard?... Im much bigger and stronger than yo---- UGH!" His words were cut off as soon as when Heather went to punt him hard across his head just silent him, going down on the mat groaning in pain with his whole body motionless except his hands reaching up to hold against his head from the kick.

"Nhg.... fuuuck....." Then his one of his feet tapping on the mat with his head ringing so much, the worst cheap shot he gotten with a low blow and now a punt kick to the head without giving him a chance.

"What was that? Cant quite hear you." Heather would let out after she was able to cut off Kent's words with her punt. It felt so good to finally shut up the man who seemed so confident and pleased that he was taking her apart like he was earlier. It was her time for payback in her mind and she was gonna cherish it for as long as she could.

She would step back after the punt, exiting the ring as she did, thinking that she would have plenty of time. Flipping up the apron, she would search underneath the ring before pulling out a kendo stick. She would grin widely as she gripped it in her hand, sliding back into the ring.

"Now I'll let you feel a little bit of the pain you gave me." Heather would say to him before stepping over to him, raising the kendo stick in the air before trying to bring it down hard on his back or midsection, whatever way he was lying on the mat.

Kent was groaning on the mat suffering the painful low blow and follow up with a punt to the head that really took the light out of him, eventually he slowly came to and barely pushing himself up, not sure whats going on and didnt see her around in front of him or from the sides, maybe she escape or something he thought.

"Ugh... the fuck is she...AGH!" He was almost about to get himself up but out of nowhere his back was taken a pretty hard smack by something really hard, not sure what it is until he turns over on his back arching backward with one hand reaching for it to rub the pain away as he can, seeing his opponent Heather with a kendo stick?! "Ugh... damn you!"

He use his feet to pushes him, sliding backward to get away from him and if she tries to come closer to him he'll use his feet to hopefully kick her at the legs to bring her down, maybe, whatever he can to avoid getting anymore hits or its just going to be suck for him. "Ngh...!"

As she came back over to the man as he was lying there in pain, she had quite the wicked grin on her face, holding the kendo stick. She wanted to bring down the pain as hard as she could on the man, wanting to thoroughly make him pay for taking as much pleasure as she did beating her down all the way from the start until now.

Bringing down the kendo stick onto his back, she would raise her arms up again, about to hit him hard with it for a second time before she would suddenly feel a sharp pain in her leg, causing her to fall to her front, groaning in pain. "Gaagh! Damnit!" Heather would let out, dropping the kendo stick as she would rub her leg from the pain, curling over to her side.

His took a pretty hard 'pat on the back' by Heather's kendo stick smacking him hard as he tries to back up away from her, his head hurts from the punt, his crotch was hurting from the low blow and now his back, he cant seem to do anything right and need some space between him and Heather while shes holding that weapon, he kick at her to back off and luckily he manage to kick her at the legs causing her to drop the weapon and falling forward to the mat.

"Ugh... good huff..." With her down he can finally take the advantage of her but it'll be slow since he still feeling the pain all over himself, but with that kendo stick she dropped, might be helpful without using too much work.

He tries to crawl toward her getting onto her back while grabbing the kendo stick along the way, enduring the pain on his back while he tries to get the weapon around her neck, grabbing both ends of the weapon and pulling back using it to choke and stretching her back like a Camel Clutch. "Hurgh! Taste of your own... medicine!"

As she was taken down by Kent, she would curse herself, slamming her fist on the mat as she tried to crawl away from him as fast as she could. She knew the position was very bad for her, and she KNEW he would really hurt her if he got his hands on her. Though unfortunately, he did indeed catch her, getting on top of her back.

"N-no no! G...Get off!!" Heather would let out in a panic before he would lock the kendo stick on her throat, grabbing both ends of the kendo stick and pulling her back in a camel clutch type hold. "Gaagh!! S-stop...guhck..." She would let out, choking and suffering from the hold as she tried to grab hold of the stick, trying to pull it away from her.

"hurrgh!" Kent slowly recovering from the assault by Heather and now inflicting deadly pains into her body with the kendo stick against her throat while sitting on her back pulling onto the weapon to choking her with a Camel Clutch like move, she gagged and struggling under his hold as he finally got back at her. "How does... that feel?!"

He didnt want to use this hold for so long since he doesnt use weapon very much unless its totally needed, he pulls her up with the kendo stick still against her throat while getting both himself and her up standing, once they're up he tries to stand beside her while still holding the weapon, getting his leg in front of hers to go behind her feet and tries to sweep back and pulling onto the weapon as they fall backward into a Russian Leg Sweep. "Hurgh!"