Hera shows her true colors

Bustules grit her teeth and slams her hands against the mat.

"Looks like Bustules is ramping herself up." Scot says as Bustules rolls back into the ring.

Bustles then ducks under Hera's clotheslines and foot jabs Hera in the stomach. She then grabs Hera by the waist and lifts her up and holds her sideways and starts to do curls with Hera in her arms.

"It looks like Bustules is doing her Spartan Press!"

After a few reps Bustules turns towards the turnbuckles and runs and slams Hera's back against the buckle.

"Ouch!" Debbie moans, "I bet that hurt."

Hera falls to the mat and Bustules picks up her leg and drags her into the middle of the ring.

"Nice, dragging Hera into the middle of the ring to go for a pin. It looks like she is learned a few things from her predecessor."

Bustules lifts Hera's leg up.

1!

2!

Hera springs up.

"And it looks like Hera got out in the nick of time!"

Before anyone could say or do something Hera pokes Bustules in the eyes.

The crowd boos.

"What....did Mary...I mean Hera just Bustules in the eyes?" Scot asks, clearly shock.

"I...I think she did. That wasn't very nice."

Bustules gets up and holds her eyes in pain as she groans while Hera stands up.

Hera waits while Bustules stumbles to her and there she does a giant crotch kick.

The people boo as the ref yells at her.

"She did it again! She's cheating!"

Hera, doesn't seem to mind the booing as she wraps her legs around Bustules' neck and slams her down on the rope behind her.

Hera quickly slinks behind Bustules, she then pulls the ring rope up against Bustules throat, **** the poor wrestler.

The crowd boos harder as Hera slinks her fingers back into Bustules' pussy, "I see you are still wet. Tell me child how would you feel if I take my staff and ravage you with it?"

"1!" The ref counts as Hera continues to **** Bustules.

"I see how you just got wetter that you like the idea." Hera says as her fingers went deeper into Bustules.

"Hgh! Hrk!" Bustules says with noises that sound between a **** and a cough.

"2!"

"But first I think we need to finish this match!" Hera says as her fingers, through the fabric of Bustules throng, rub faster against her clit.

"3!"

Hera holds more pressure against Bustules, furthering in cutting off her air supply

"Don't be mad at the lengths I have to win, my chosen warrior. But think about the gold you will gather if you join me and learn what I have to teach as well as the pleasure."

"4!"

Hera back off, allowing Bustules to breath. Bustules just lays on the rope, trying to breath as Hera looks around at the audience with a sense of privilege about her.

"This doesn't look good." Debbie moans.

"I agree Debbie as now we can see how the new Mary handles herself and I think Bustules has bitten more then she can chew."