Joy Runehart vs. Sandra Thomas - Secret Desperation

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Fighting back was no longer an option in Joy's mind. In her heart and in her mind, Joy had finally gotten what she wanted. She wanted to be smothered. To be dominated, by the tall, brunette jobber who had never even won a match. To say the pinkette was in love with the feeling of her domme's tight embrace was an understatement as she rested in bliss, panting as her whole body felt hot yet comfortable. This match was Sandra's and everyone could see that.

After what seemed like a long embrace, Sandra flipped the pinkette over, landing Joy on her back gently, still held tightly as she was now entirely smothered under the tall beauty's weight. Joy couldn't resist slowly moving her hips as best she could, grinding against Sandra as she panted. "S-Sandra... t-thank you...." the pinkette mumbled, holding on tightly to her happiness; holding on tightly to Sandra. Sandra held her so tightly, Joy's mind and body completely entranced, as though Sandra deserved to be a domme, deserved to be the one in control, Joy could no longer view the beautiful gal any other way as she struggled to stay conscious, submitting lovingly to the brunette.

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Deep inhales and exhales was all that could be heard aside from the light brushing of skin and cloth against both wrestlers. Sandra remained laid in place rather comfortably- especially since Her pinkette opponent had stop squirming and resisting, giving in to the brunette's smother which was seeming to prove extremely efficient... Sandra's right hand made it was delicately to the top of Joy's as She patted it gently and kept it pushed in tightly to Her own bosom. Deeply sighing, Sandra remembered the headstrong Joy earlier in this match; so full of life and promise to win and now She was completely melted in Her larger opponent's chest.

"Shh... it's ok... You tried really hard, I know. I know."
Sandra coddled Her opponent gently and eased Her waist down with another satisfied sigh. Closing Her own eyes, Sandra was getting a little lost in Her own head- how dominant it felt to just completely be in control of another Woman like this~ Her hips began rocking, back and forth... back and forth... The little rookie underneath Her so powerless to do anything~ Sandra began blushing Herself as Her imagination no longer needed to work as hard- this was really happening, She was really so.. so...

"Joy~ Sweetie? Are you awake?"

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Joy had no resistance left. Her desire to belong to Sandra that had been building and building, had now entirely overwhelmed her. Unable to fight back, unable to resist... and not wanting to, either. The pinkette laid completely enveloped in the grip of Sandra, melting against her body as she relaxed entirely, her mind and body both accepting that they had no desire to move. "Soft... so soft... Sandra is so...." was Joy's last loving thought as she drifted off entirely. The last words her mind heard were Sandra's calm, reassuring words of praise, that Joy had fought hard, that she could rest.

Sandra rocked back and forth, enjoying herself in the so rare position of domme as she smothered the rookie softly. Joy had no idea that Sandra was embarrassed, or how much Sandra too enjoyed their position, blissfully knocked out, unable to respond to Sandra's question. Sandra likely had many rough days ahead of her in LAW, but tonight... she was the dominant one. She was the winner. All that remained was for the ref to call the match, Joy was peacefully out like a light against the soft chest, and tall figure of Sandra.

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The prominent absence of a response told Sandra everything She needed to know. A satisfied smile came over the brunette as She made no change to Her position, allowing Joy to comfortably drift off as the referee came over to inspect Joy's condition... And after a few seconds of the pinkette still not responding~

*DING DING DING!*

Sandra's heart was pumping. It was such a tender moment but She couldn't help but realize that this... this was Her first win. Ever. In a wrestling ring. Her sleeping opponent laid peaceful, almost as if She was completely oblivious to what happened in the "Match". But to Sandra it was a completely different feeling- one She had never felt before in or outside of a ring. The ecstatic feeling of hearing the distant crowd cheering and hollering for Her victory was so alien, She almost looked slightly shocked that this was real and not just a dream.

Looking back down and away from the crowd, Sandra returned to the bubble of Joy comfortably resting against Her chest and as if not wanting to wake a sleeping cat- She decided Her victory could be celebrated... elsewhere. This was a magical night for Her and She could only think of one way to make it all up to the Woman who helped it come to light. Lifting Joy up into a cradle, Sandra brought the pair to Sandra's feet. With Joy still out, the larger brunette would begin carrying the worn pinkette towards the ropes and out of the ring. Light applause would follow as the sportsmanship on displaying to care for Her opponent was evident and Sandra only hoped Joy enjoyed it as much as She did~

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Joy was out like a light in perfect comfort as the bell rang, Sandra carrying the smaller girl out of the ring happily as the crowd cheered her sportsmanship. Finally, after all of the suffering Sandra had endured, tonight was her moment. Tonight was her victory. Sandra, the crowd, and clearly Joy herself, were all pleased with the outcome, and when Joy woke, she would surely congratulate her kind opponent... but for the moment, she slept.

Winner: Sandra Thomas