*Disregarding the shriek of unpleasantness that escaped through Heather's mouth, Bianca continued to amplify the power her reinforced thighs were generating, intent on keeping the seemingly weightless soarer confined to the ring; if she were to inhibit her ability to effortlessly coast through the skies, then perhaps Bianca would have an edge over her in that regard.*
"Grrhh..y..you won't..o.outduel me..y..you..i..impudent upstart!" *Bianca proclaimed, refusing to relinquish her hold while struggling to escape the one she was currently in.*
*Realizing she wasn't making any progress in regards to asserting her dominance, The Perplexed queen decided upon something rather drastic- Inhaling deeply before sinking down, she recoiled backwards before sitting upright and wiggling her curvaceous frame upwards in tandem to press her perfectly carved posterior against Heather's maw.*
"Hoho, seems like you're a better cushion than you are a wrestler~" *Bianca snickered, her smarmy remark compounding the mortification of her victim's current situation.*