Powerbomb!!

You let got of her wrists, linking your arms under her torso, trying to lift her up for the powerbomb. It doesn't work; This looks easy on TV, but she's too heavy, and you can't just dead lift all her weight. You manage to get her back an inch off the mat, but your arms are quivering with exhaustion and you can't get her all the way up. When she realizes that you don't have the strength, Helen starts snapping your head left and right with punches. You feel the match slipping away as she starts powering her fists directly into your face and in desperation you try to grab her arms. She leans up, her left hand grabbing the back of your head as she puts one massive, knockout punch into your face. You see stars and collapse. Helene's beaten the fight out of you, and you can only groan in pain as you feel her stripping your suit off.

Helene goes to her corner and gets her strapon; you don't even have the energy to try and escape as she comes back over to you. You're rolled onto your back and she lays lays on top of you, forcing her tongue into your mouth. Her hands roam down your chest, between your legs, rubbing your cock as she kisses you. Reluctantly she pulls away, pulling your legs apart and lining up the strapon against your asshole. You close your eyes and let out a grunt as she slowly moves her hips foward, driving her dildo up to the hilt. She starts fucking your ass, slowly at first, her thrusts picking up speed and power. Her left hand stays on your hips, holding you steady, while her right hand starts jerking you off. Your hips are bucking as she fucks you wildly, and she makes you cum, eyes closed in ecstasy as she drives you over the edge.

After you've shot your load, she pops the dildo out and tosses it aside. You lay limp on the mat, unable to put up any kind of fight, and the last thing you remember that evening is her pussy blocking out the ring lights as she starts her victory ride on your beaten face.