Post by caspian2 on May 7, 2021 11:38:41 GMT
Exhibition: Danielle Valentine vs Courtney Frost
Danielle:
(5'9", 140 lbs)
Courtney:
(5’9, 133 lbs)
PREAMBLE:
“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, this next match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Park Avenue, New York City, she is THE ICE PRINCESS, Courrrrrrtney FROST!!”
All eyes on the blonde who strides out onto stage, all five-foot nine-inches of toned muscle and platinum blonde hair flowing out behind her. Still with that stone cold and calculated look on her face after spending close to ten years away from the ring, Courtney barely acknowledges the fans as she strides down the ramp in a pair of hot denim shorts cut and frayed too high at pale thighs, that similar white lycra halter top she wore back when she face off against (and defeated) Sassy Hart back in 2012, cut off just below the breasts to show off her consistent time in the gym. Courtney lets her fashion sense do the talking, posing in the middle of the ring later in a pair of black designer wrestling boots sparkling with in-laced diamonds.
“AND NOW, THE CHALLENGER, making her debut tonight, she hails from San Angelo, Texas. Please welcome to the ring MS DANIELLLLLLLEEEE VALENTINE!!”
Southern Rock music blasts through the arena, immediately drawing a scowl from Courtney’s upturned face. On stage, Danielle strides into the stadium in a pair of white embroidered cowgirl boots, nothing but an off-white bikini and light blue denim jacket hugging the rest of her toned body, making the pose complete with a sly tilt of a Jack Daniels cowgirl hat.
Too low class and pedantry for Courtney Frost, of course, whose high-tastes and socialite status probably indicate she’s never been south of Manhattan island. Still, she lets Valentine complete her entrance sequence, slowly fixing her taped fingers in her corner as she watches Danielle mount the middle turnbuckle and give a big wave to the crowds.
One three-count fall to secure a win in this contest, as the referee reminds them - Danielle removing her accessories one by one in the corner, though Courtney certainly looks like she wants to do help the blonde along in the process herself, what with having famously stripped Sassy Hart to nothing but her birthday suit the last time the two blondes were in the ring...
Danielle just about done removing her denim jacket when the Ice Princess CHARGES her before the bell goes off! OUFFFF! Smirk on Frost’s face as she barrels an arm into Danielle’s back when she’s turned, sending the Texan crashing into her own corner turnbuckle with a shout of pain! I guess that’s the start of the match!
SOUND OF THE BELL:
Frost still grinning as she helps herself to two fistfuls of Danielle’s blonde hair, whipping her around to deliver another knee lift to her tummy. What a welcome to the ring indeed as Frost flashes a right arm to the audience before sending it chopping across Valentine’s chest, just because she can! Loud groan from the crowd echoes on behalf of the newcomer, as Danielle immediately clutches at her chest, about to crumple in place but manages to hang onto the top ropes to support herself.
Frost lets out another shout of victory as she circles to the center of the ring, half excited about her easy domination thus far, half frustrated that her opponent is so easily being taken out.
“IS THIS THE BEST YOU RIFF-RAFF CAN DO??” she shouts, at nobody in particular, spreading her arms wide and taking her eyes off her opponent for just a moment.
Big mistake-- As she circles back round, Danielle Valentine is already sprinting straight towards her-- Frost doesn’t see the Spear coming till she’s already mid-air and flying off her feet! BLAM!! Danielle shrugs off the early humiliation and shows remarkable speed for her size, her shoulder connecting square with Courtney’s sternum and sending both blondes crashing down to the canvas!
OUCH for Miss Frost, who must surely be eating her words amidst a loud groan and squirming on her back. Danielle flies into action here, showing off some of that Texan road rage as she pummels the other blonde with fists from above, getting on top of her and landing whatever shots she can.
Frost struggles from below but it’s clear she’s managed to afford some MMA lessons due to her own privileged upbringing, managing to block the barrage of punches with an effective guard set over her face, at the same time trying to maneuver her legs and body so that they’re in between her assailant and her body.
Danielle’s eyes suddenly bulging as she realises the predicament she’s in: what started as a one-sided beatdown has now turned into a struggle to get free and back to her feet, made most difficult after Frost pulled her legs in and upwards, grabbing hold of one of the blonde’s arms to pull her into a Triangle Armchoke! A last gasp of free air from Danielle’s lips as the submission move is locked in, Frost’s muscled thighs wrapped around Danielle’s neck as the New York socialite pulls her Texan lips dangerously close to her crotch.
“ARGGGHH!! LEMME GO!!!” Valentine bleats out loud in the hold, her body and legs trying to power and struggle her way out, to no avail.
Courtney Frost has never looked happier, torqueing that arm close to her chest as she wraps the big blonde up nice, tight and snug, enjoying the sight of Valentine’s face starting to turn a bright shade of pink from the lack of oxygen.
“GIVE IT UP!! YOU’RE NOTHING COMPARED TO ME!!” Frost shouts in her face.
Though, if you ask us, it’s a little too early to get your opponent to tap to a submission move. Danielle certainly thinks so, her body still brimming with early adrenaline as she slowly manages to rise up to her knees, then making her way upwards whilst pulling the bewildered Frost along for the ride... Courtney of course not letting go - her pride won’t allow her to, as she pulls and tugs downwards on that arm, threatening to snap it in half if Danielle doesn’t quit her resisting… At the same time, Frost is squeezing her thighs double across the blonde’s cheeks even as Valentine tries to compensate for both their body weights leaving the canvas. Before Frost knows it, however, she’s hoisted HIGH into the air - a sudden feeling of weightlessness and dread filling her body - it’s a little late to release her trapped foe now, even if she’d wanted to--
BLAMM!! Danielle delivers the Powerbomb square to Courtney Frosts back, who got absolutely splayed out in the center of the ring from that big impact!! OUCH!! Valentine’s left huffing hard, drawing in much needed air, but then quickly recovers from her knees to slide in fast for the cover! HOOK TO THE LEG as the Texan plants her chest over Frost’s!
ONE…
TWO…
AND NO!!
We get a kick out from the Ice Princess, who threw her shoulder up and over to beat the count at two! Valentine needs to do more here to win in her debut match, and she gladly accepts the challenge, rising to her feet, one hand gripped firm in the top of Courtney’s hair, the other cradling the bottom of her chin, before delivering a hard sock across the socialite’s face for good measure.
Frost, not accustomed to getting punches in her perfectly crafted face, goes sailing back into the ropes, with Danielle following after in rage. A press-in to the ropes before the Texan sends her flying to the other corner with an Irish Whip. Let’s see what else the big blonde can do in her maiden match... Frost on the rebound, and apparently recovered enough to try and counter with her signature clothesline, but it MISSES, with Danielle ducking under in the nick of time and all ready for her as she comes back around on a round trip - WHAMM - takes Frost clean OFF her feet with a giant BIG BOOT to the face!!
OUCH!! Courtney’s surely gonna need plastic surgery after that one! The New York blonde’s flattened onto her back once more, her head popping back up from the impact as she clutches her jaw with both hands. Frost’d sought to take advantage of the newcomer’s inexperience back there but unfortunately, underestimated her opponent’s comfort level in the ring.
Before Frost can recover, however, she finds herself wrapped up from behind, Danielle not fucking around as she keeps the hits coming with another Rear Naked Choke locked in across the neck and body of the stunned blonde, in a tit-for-tat payback for Valentine, who shows off some MMA moves of her own! Frost getting choked as a bicep is draped around her neck, Danielle’s long legs wrapped around her tummy and across her waistline as she’s pullllled back and snug into the loving embrace of Danielle’s signature Valentine’s Day!
Texan girl hugging her blonde foe close, hot exhalations of breath to the top of her head as she tightens the hold like a southern ranch rattlesnake wrapped eagerly around its prey. It’s Frost’s turn to turn a shade of red as all the blood rushes up to her face, her hands desperately tugging at Danielle’s arms, trying to force the release, with the rest of her body getting stretched over the blonde’s frame as she’s rotated skywards to face the stadium lights and humiliation of the crowds.
Frost’s arms flailing in every direction, but in particular, reaching about and behind to do something - anything - in order to set herself free. Danielle taking some bumps as the trapped girl sends an elbow or two down into her ribs once, twice, thrice to no avail, with Valentine stopping the counterattack by rolling over to the other side.
Just as Frost’s lights are about to go out, however, with the referee about to call for the bell, Danielle chooses to plant a long, smooch into the top of her head. “You ain’t that cold, princess…” she says.
The offensive move seems to reinvigorate Courtney, who begins thrashing about in the hold even more, managing to loosen her head and body just enough to twist to one side! She’s still not in the clear, however, but suddenly sees something out of the corner of her eye, and REACHES for it with the speed of a trapped squirrel.
Danielle lets out a strangled gasp as her bikini top gets ripped clean off her chest, the strings mangled and stretched as the Ice Princess lunges at the fabric with her sharpened fingernails! A promise to disrobe and humiliate her opponent comes too early fulfilled as Frost successfully gets herself free, and at the same time, making Danielle recoil backwards in shock, rolling away whilst covering her exposed breasts!
Frost wheezes heavily as she gets back to all fours, almost choked to death back there but suddenly, renewed fire in her eyes as she shrieks at Valentine: “HOW DARE YOU PLANT YOUR LIPS ON ME, PEASANT!!”
Valentine is barely off her knees, and truth be told, too distracted by her exposed chest as she takes an explosive clothesline to the face, Courtney wasting no time after as she hauls the stunned blonde back up by her hair, hissing hot breaths of her own from above before setting her up with a Front Facelock and an arm wrapped around the back of Danielle’s neck--
Valentine still woozy as she’s LIFTED off the canvas by what remains of her bikini bottoms, Frost tugging as hard on the rims of the white, stretched fabric, licking her lips as the semi-wedgie threatens to humiliate her opponent completely before hoisting Danielle up into the air. “Back where you BELONG, bitch!” Frost huffs mid-turn, before gleefully slamming Danielle back into the earth with a beautifully executed Front Suplex! AND THERE’S THE COVER! Frost mounting Valentine’s tummy before pinning an elbow down to her throat!
ONE…
TWO…
THR-NOO!
Danielle kicks out, groaning as her glistening chest jostles and bounces about for space underneath. Frost growls as she’s thrown off, realises she needs to do more in order to put away the rookie. Remarkable amount of fortitude from Valentine herself - not too many women would have the will to continue fighting as she hangs onto the last shreds of her dignity, quite literally.
Frost tugging upwards on blonde hair again, beckoning Danielle to her feet. She seems to be setting the Texan girl up for one last big one, slapping her across the face before drilling a punch to one of her exposed breasts. Danielle groans, covering up, but gets driven into a corner by another front kick to the belly. More mudhole stompin’ as Frost stays in control, smirking as she drives a final boot into Danielle’s wilted frame against the turnbuckle.
But the kicker comes as Frost attempts to end the match with the same maneuver as last time, first draping Danielle’s arms around either side of the top ropes, driving a knee up into her belly before trying to RIP her bikini briefs from her lower body! FLASH of movement as Danielle flies into desperate action, an open palm stuffed up into Frost’s face and another elbow stunning her to the side of the head, as the blonde fights back!
Two blondes wrap up in the corner as they take turns shoving each other to the ropes, cuffing a slap off the chin or balled fist stuffed into the body. Frost finds herself losing control, however, with an energised Danielle planting a fist into her left boob to draw a shocked grunt, with Frost probably never been punched there in her entire life. Those miscreants wouldn’t dare, she thinks to herself, before Valentine buries yet another fist into her other breast, threatening to rip her Lululemon top at the seams.
Frost still flailing about as she’s whipped across the ring by her hair, Danielle getting down and dirty as she resorts to any move to dominate this fight. The Hair Whip sends Courtney flying mid-air before hitting the ground face-first with a SPLAT. She groans as she lifts her head, but doesn’t have much time to recover with Valentine already bearing down upon her, her gleaming chest standing tall and proud above as Danielle tugs on the top of her head.
“How about you take a closer look, bitch?!” Valentine shouts, before plopping her ass straight down into the middle of Frost’s lap, drawing a loud gurgle from her lips as her entire weight bears down on her lower body and thighs, at the same time making Courtney’s face lurch dangerously forward - right into the depths of her exposed cleavage!
It’s Valentine’s SOUTHERN HOSPITALITY locked in as the blonde vixen secures the Sitting Breast Smother, simultaneously wrapping her arms around the back of Courtney’s head and pulling the shocked socialite’s face straight into the depths of jug-hell! Frost is thrashing about in the humiliating move but there’s nothing she can do, the rest of her body trapped by the weight of her foe and the hot resolve of Danielle’s grip on her hair, bulging biceps making sure there’s MAXIMUM contact between her lips and the sweat-slicked hell of her breasts.
FINALLY, the humiliation proves too much for Frost - the blonde TAPS OUT rapidly with both hands slapping Danielle’s shoulders and back! The referee finally jumps in to adjudicate, try and pry Danielle off her hapless victim, but the Texan only releases the humiliating hold after a couple more seconds of extinguishing Frost’s dignity!
There goes the bell, rapidly ringing, before Frost is finally released, thrown off and back down to her side, her eyes rolled upwards as she finally draws in a deep GASP of fresh air. It’s all over!!
AFTERMATH:
Danielle breaks into a smile as the referee raises her hand, no longer caring that she’s been disrobed up top, as she lets the audience admire her handiwork and proud assets. The Texan blonde has shown great potential tonight by putting away such a dangerous foe as Frost. Danielle retrieves her cowgirl hat and denim jacket, waving the loose accessories into the air with a grin before leaving the ring to the cheers of the crowd.
Meanwhile, Frost is left beaten and bruised in a corner, an arm draped over her face as she contends with the first loss of her career, in such a bougie fashion, no less. She glares daggers at Valentine as she leaves the ring, this farmhouse peasant having the audacity to lay her hands upon her, much less force her lips into her more sensitive regions.
Courtney spits and sputters at the thought, vowing revenge in the future. We could see a rematch sooner than later, it seems!
Danielle:
(5'9", 140 lbs)
Courtney:
(5’9, 133 lbs)
PREAMBLE:
“LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, this next match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Park Avenue, New York City, she is THE ICE PRINCESS, Courrrrrrtney FROST!!”
All eyes on the blonde who strides out onto stage, all five-foot nine-inches of toned muscle and platinum blonde hair flowing out behind her. Still with that stone cold and calculated look on her face after spending close to ten years away from the ring, Courtney barely acknowledges the fans as she strides down the ramp in a pair of hot denim shorts cut and frayed too high at pale thighs, that similar white lycra halter top she wore back when she face off against (and defeated) Sassy Hart back in 2012, cut off just below the breasts to show off her consistent time in the gym. Courtney lets her fashion sense do the talking, posing in the middle of the ring later in a pair of black designer wrestling boots sparkling with in-laced diamonds.
“AND NOW, THE CHALLENGER, making her debut tonight, she hails from San Angelo, Texas. Please welcome to the ring MS DANIELLLLLLLEEEE VALENTINE!!”
Southern Rock music blasts through the arena, immediately drawing a scowl from Courtney’s upturned face. On stage, Danielle strides into the stadium in a pair of white embroidered cowgirl boots, nothing but an off-white bikini and light blue denim jacket hugging the rest of her toned body, making the pose complete with a sly tilt of a Jack Daniels cowgirl hat.
Too low class and pedantry for Courtney Frost, of course, whose high-tastes and socialite status probably indicate she’s never been south of Manhattan island. Still, she lets Valentine complete her entrance sequence, slowly fixing her taped fingers in her corner as she watches Danielle mount the middle turnbuckle and give a big wave to the crowds.
One three-count fall to secure a win in this contest, as the referee reminds them - Danielle removing her accessories one by one in the corner, though Courtney certainly looks like she wants to do help the blonde along in the process herself, what with having famously stripped Sassy Hart to nothing but her birthday suit the last time the two blondes were in the ring...
Danielle just about done removing her denim jacket when the Ice Princess CHARGES her before the bell goes off! OUFFFF! Smirk on Frost’s face as she barrels an arm into Danielle’s back when she’s turned, sending the Texan crashing into her own corner turnbuckle with a shout of pain! I guess that’s the start of the match!
SOUND OF THE BELL:
Frost still grinning as she helps herself to two fistfuls of Danielle’s blonde hair, whipping her around to deliver another knee lift to her tummy. What a welcome to the ring indeed as Frost flashes a right arm to the audience before sending it chopping across Valentine’s chest, just because she can! Loud groan from the crowd echoes on behalf of the newcomer, as Danielle immediately clutches at her chest, about to crumple in place but manages to hang onto the top ropes to support herself.
Frost lets out another shout of victory as she circles to the center of the ring, half excited about her easy domination thus far, half frustrated that her opponent is so easily being taken out.
“IS THIS THE BEST YOU RIFF-RAFF CAN DO??” she shouts, at nobody in particular, spreading her arms wide and taking her eyes off her opponent for just a moment.
Big mistake-- As she circles back round, Danielle Valentine is already sprinting straight towards her-- Frost doesn’t see the Spear coming till she’s already mid-air and flying off her feet! BLAM!! Danielle shrugs off the early humiliation and shows remarkable speed for her size, her shoulder connecting square with Courtney’s sternum and sending both blondes crashing down to the canvas!
OUCH for Miss Frost, who must surely be eating her words amidst a loud groan and squirming on her back. Danielle flies into action here, showing off some of that Texan road rage as she pummels the other blonde with fists from above, getting on top of her and landing whatever shots she can.
Frost struggles from below but it’s clear she’s managed to afford some MMA lessons due to her own privileged upbringing, managing to block the barrage of punches with an effective guard set over her face, at the same time trying to maneuver her legs and body so that they’re in between her assailant and her body.
Danielle’s eyes suddenly bulging as she realises the predicament she’s in: what started as a one-sided beatdown has now turned into a struggle to get free and back to her feet, made most difficult after Frost pulled her legs in and upwards, grabbing hold of one of the blonde’s arms to pull her into a Triangle Armchoke! A last gasp of free air from Danielle’s lips as the submission move is locked in, Frost’s muscled thighs wrapped around Danielle’s neck as the New York socialite pulls her Texan lips dangerously close to her crotch.
“ARGGGHH!! LEMME GO!!!” Valentine bleats out loud in the hold, her body and legs trying to power and struggle her way out, to no avail.
Courtney Frost has never looked happier, torqueing that arm close to her chest as she wraps the big blonde up nice, tight and snug, enjoying the sight of Valentine’s face starting to turn a bright shade of pink from the lack of oxygen.
“GIVE IT UP!! YOU’RE NOTHING COMPARED TO ME!!” Frost shouts in her face.
Though, if you ask us, it’s a little too early to get your opponent to tap to a submission move. Danielle certainly thinks so, her body still brimming with early adrenaline as she slowly manages to rise up to her knees, then making her way upwards whilst pulling the bewildered Frost along for the ride... Courtney of course not letting go - her pride won’t allow her to, as she pulls and tugs downwards on that arm, threatening to snap it in half if Danielle doesn’t quit her resisting… At the same time, Frost is squeezing her thighs double across the blonde’s cheeks even as Valentine tries to compensate for both their body weights leaving the canvas. Before Frost knows it, however, she’s hoisted HIGH into the air - a sudden feeling of weightlessness and dread filling her body - it’s a little late to release her trapped foe now, even if she’d wanted to--
BLAMM!! Danielle delivers the Powerbomb square to Courtney Frosts back, who got absolutely splayed out in the center of the ring from that big impact!! OUCH!! Valentine’s left huffing hard, drawing in much needed air, but then quickly recovers from her knees to slide in fast for the cover! HOOK TO THE LEG as the Texan plants her chest over Frost’s!
ONE…
TWO…
AND NO!!
We get a kick out from the Ice Princess, who threw her shoulder up and over to beat the count at two! Valentine needs to do more here to win in her debut match, and she gladly accepts the challenge, rising to her feet, one hand gripped firm in the top of Courtney’s hair, the other cradling the bottom of her chin, before delivering a hard sock across the socialite’s face for good measure.
Frost, not accustomed to getting punches in her perfectly crafted face, goes sailing back into the ropes, with Danielle following after in rage. A press-in to the ropes before the Texan sends her flying to the other corner with an Irish Whip. Let’s see what else the big blonde can do in her maiden match... Frost on the rebound, and apparently recovered enough to try and counter with her signature clothesline, but it MISSES, with Danielle ducking under in the nick of time and all ready for her as she comes back around on a round trip - WHAMM - takes Frost clean OFF her feet with a giant BIG BOOT to the face!!
OUCH!! Courtney’s surely gonna need plastic surgery after that one! The New York blonde’s flattened onto her back once more, her head popping back up from the impact as she clutches her jaw with both hands. Frost’d sought to take advantage of the newcomer’s inexperience back there but unfortunately, underestimated her opponent’s comfort level in the ring.
Before Frost can recover, however, she finds herself wrapped up from behind, Danielle not fucking around as she keeps the hits coming with another Rear Naked Choke locked in across the neck and body of the stunned blonde, in a tit-for-tat payback for Valentine, who shows off some MMA moves of her own! Frost getting choked as a bicep is draped around her neck, Danielle’s long legs wrapped around her tummy and across her waistline as she’s pullllled back and snug into the loving embrace of Danielle’s signature Valentine’s Day!
Texan girl hugging her blonde foe close, hot exhalations of breath to the top of her head as she tightens the hold like a southern ranch rattlesnake wrapped eagerly around its prey. It’s Frost’s turn to turn a shade of red as all the blood rushes up to her face, her hands desperately tugging at Danielle’s arms, trying to force the release, with the rest of her body getting stretched over the blonde’s frame as she’s rotated skywards to face the stadium lights and humiliation of the crowds.
Frost’s arms flailing in every direction, but in particular, reaching about and behind to do something - anything - in order to set herself free. Danielle taking some bumps as the trapped girl sends an elbow or two down into her ribs once, twice, thrice to no avail, with Valentine stopping the counterattack by rolling over to the other side.
Just as Frost’s lights are about to go out, however, with the referee about to call for the bell, Danielle chooses to plant a long, smooch into the top of her head. “You ain’t that cold, princess…” she says.
The offensive move seems to reinvigorate Courtney, who begins thrashing about in the hold even more, managing to loosen her head and body just enough to twist to one side! She’s still not in the clear, however, but suddenly sees something out of the corner of her eye, and REACHES for it with the speed of a trapped squirrel.
Danielle lets out a strangled gasp as her bikini top gets ripped clean off her chest, the strings mangled and stretched as the Ice Princess lunges at the fabric with her sharpened fingernails! A promise to disrobe and humiliate her opponent comes too early fulfilled as Frost successfully gets herself free, and at the same time, making Danielle recoil backwards in shock, rolling away whilst covering her exposed breasts!
Frost wheezes heavily as she gets back to all fours, almost choked to death back there but suddenly, renewed fire in her eyes as she shrieks at Valentine: “HOW DARE YOU PLANT YOUR LIPS ON ME, PEASANT!!”
Valentine is barely off her knees, and truth be told, too distracted by her exposed chest as she takes an explosive clothesline to the face, Courtney wasting no time after as she hauls the stunned blonde back up by her hair, hissing hot breaths of her own from above before setting her up with a Front Facelock and an arm wrapped around the back of Danielle’s neck--
Valentine still woozy as she’s LIFTED off the canvas by what remains of her bikini bottoms, Frost tugging as hard on the rims of the white, stretched fabric, licking her lips as the semi-wedgie threatens to humiliate her opponent completely before hoisting Danielle up into the air. “Back where you BELONG, bitch!” Frost huffs mid-turn, before gleefully slamming Danielle back into the earth with a beautifully executed Front Suplex! AND THERE’S THE COVER! Frost mounting Valentine’s tummy before pinning an elbow down to her throat!
ONE…
TWO…
THR-NOO!
Danielle kicks out, groaning as her glistening chest jostles and bounces about for space underneath. Frost growls as she’s thrown off, realises she needs to do more in order to put away the rookie. Remarkable amount of fortitude from Valentine herself - not too many women would have the will to continue fighting as she hangs onto the last shreds of her dignity, quite literally.
Frost tugging upwards on blonde hair again, beckoning Danielle to her feet. She seems to be setting the Texan girl up for one last big one, slapping her across the face before drilling a punch to one of her exposed breasts. Danielle groans, covering up, but gets driven into a corner by another front kick to the belly. More mudhole stompin’ as Frost stays in control, smirking as she drives a final boot into Danielle’s wilted frame against the turnbuckle.
But the kicker comes as Frost attempts to end the match with the same maneuver as last time, first draping Danielle’s arms around either side of the top ropes, driving a knee up into her belly before trying to RIP her bikini briefs from her lower body! FLASH of movement as Danielle flies into desperate action, an open palm stuffed up into Frost’s face and another elbow stunning her to the side of the head, as the blonde fights back!
Two blondes wrap up in the corner as they take turns shoving each other to the ropes, cuffing a slap off the chin or balled fist stuffed into the body. Frost finds herself losing control, however, with an energised Danielle planting a fist into her left boob to draw a shocked grunt, with Frost probably never been punched there in her entire life. Those miscreants wouldn’t dare, she thinks to herself, before Valentine buries yet another fist into her other breast, threatening to rip her Lululemon top at the seams.
Frost still flailing about as she’s whipped across the ring by her hair, Danielle getting down and dirty as she resorts to any move to dominate this fight. The Hair Whip sends Courtney flying mid-air before hitting the ground face-first with a SPLAT. She groans as she lifts her head, but doesn’t have much time to recover with Valentine already bearing down upon her, her gleaming chest standing tall and proud above as Danielle tugs on the top of her head.
“How about you take a closer look, bitch?!” Valentine shouts, before plopping her ass straight down into the middle of Frost’s lap, drawing a loud gurgle from her lips as her entire weight bears down on her lower body and thighs, at the same time making Courtney’s face lurch dangerously forward - right into the depths of her exposed cleavage!
It’s Valentine’s SOUTHERN HOSPITALITY locked in as the blonde vixen secures the Sitting Breast Smother, simultaneously wrapping her arms around the back of Courtney’s head and pulling the shocked socialite’s face straight into the depths of jug-hell! Frost is thrashing about in the humiliating move but there’s nothing she can do, the rest of her body trapped by the weight of her foe and the hot resolve of Danielle’s grip on her hair, bulging biceps making sure there’s MAXIMUM contact between her lips and the sweat-slicked hell of her breasts.
FINALLY, the humiliation proves too much for Frost - the blonde TAPS OUT rapidly with both hands slapping Danielle’s shoulders and back! The referee finally jumps in to adjudicate, try and pry Danielle off her hapless victim, but the Texan only releases the humiliating hold after a couple more seconds of extinguishing Frost’s dignity!
There goes the bell, rapidly ringing, before Frost is finally released, thrown off and back down to her side, her eyes rolled upwards as she finally draws in a deep GASP of fresh air. It’s all over!!
AFTERMATH:
Danielle breaks into a smile as the referee raises her hand, no longer caring that she’s been disrobed up top, as she lets the audience admire her handiwork and proud assets. The Texan blonde has shown great potential tonight by putting away such a dangerous foe as Frost. Danielle retrieves her cowgirl hat and denim jacket, waving the loose accessories into the air with a grin before leaving the ring to the cheers of the crowd.
Meanwhile, Frost is left beaten and bruised in a corner, an arm draped over her face as she contends with the first loss of her career, in such a bougie fashion, no less. She glares daggers at Valentine as she leaves the ring, this farmhouse peasant having the audacity to lay her hands upon her, much less force her lips into her more sensitive regions.
Courtney spits and sputters at the thought, vowing revenge in the future. We could see a rematch sooner than later, it seems!