Rose Gold vs. Arma-Gil-O; Bra and Panties Match

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"Let go?" She laughed at Gil's desperate plea. She shook her head as her desire to humiliate Gil was only redoubled by the cute girl's vulnerable state.

"Honey, this is a wrestling match. There's only two ways I'm letting go! One, you make me!" She grinned as she gave the waistband another harsh tug, digging the cotton garment roughly between her thighs. The force of the wedgie was enough to pull it flush against her crotch, creating a rather embarrassing show from both the front and the back.

"Or two, I rip them off of you!" The pull that accompanied these ominous words would be rough enough to pull Gil clear off the ground and out of the shorts around her ankles entirely.

It was clear that Rose Gold meant what she was saying. This was a bra and panties match, but it was clear the arrogant Lightweight Champion wasn't beyond foul play. She'd gladly bare Arma-Gil-O's all to the audience unless she acted!

[Arista]

Gil never thought she would be brought to tears in a match, at least not this early on, but she felt like bursting out!

"No! Please don't...!" Gil was in what might have been the most humiliating position she had ever had to face in her short time in the wrestling scene. She went over the options in her head, before she was suddenly was dangling off the mat as the lightweight champ lifted her with what seemed like relative ease!

A yelp escaped from Gil, she had to get out, being stripped naked was the last thing she wanted to happen, she had been in positions like this before, wedgies that is! Nothing to this level, but she always had one move, it was more like an instinct, she never meant to, or wanted to do it, but in her most desperate moments, her body acted on it's own!

Gil while lifted off the mat, would kick and swing her legs, one leg lifting far forward before shooting back, aiming between the legs of Rose Gold! If it caught her, it surely mean her freedom from this painful, embarrassing hold!

[SuckerPunch]

Rose Gold had expected a great many things. She had expected Gil to cry which nearly happened. She expected her to beg. Which she did. And she expected her to try to quit... Which she did not.

What she never expected was for the cutesy middle-weight to respond by kicking her directly in the cunt!

"BUH!" Rose's eyes bulged as Gil's heel dug deep between her legs. Her pussy, swollen with arousal, yielded terribly to the low blow and sent chills up her spine!

A hand shot to her mouth, to hold in a scream. The other shot between her thighs to soothe her savaged sex! But what that meant, was that neither was holding onto Gil! Her knees bowed inwards and her body folded in on itself! She refused to fall, but then, what she was currently doing wasn't quite standing either!

"K-kill y-you!" She rasped through her covered mouth as her eyes squeezed closed tight enough to draw tears in their corners. Despite her threats, she wasn't currently in the position to much more than suffer. Gil had won her freedom.

[Arista]

Gil's first act after gaining control back, was to pick her wedgie, which went without issue, the second thing, was to apologize! Gil spun around, an expression that could only be found on the face of someone who knew they made a mistake!

"I'm so sorry...! It was out of instinct, I didn't mean to, I swear...!" Gil spat out an apology, bending over, her hands hovering around Rose, before she realized that she may not get an opportunity like this again, at least not soon, she had to take it!

Just like before, she spun back around, sticking her butt out slightly. "I hope you aren't mad at me, I'm really sorry, but this might help...!" Gil reached between her legs, grabbing just one of Rose's arms, tugging it through her legs and forcing The Venomous Vixen's face into her backside!

It was like a little weight was lifted off of her, the match was young, but that wedgie seemed like it lasted forever! Finally, she had control! Even if finally was only after a minute or so.

[SuckerPunch]

Rose Gold's eyes would have narrowed if they weren't already knit tight in anguish. Gil's words grated on her patience and only served to stoke the fires of her anger. Rage and pain were fine bedfellows.

Yet, despite Gil's apology, she moved to take advantage of the vulnerability she'd created in the Lightweight Champion. Upon reflecting, Rose Gold wouldn't find this initiative distasteful.

Rose Gold offered no resistance outside of some weak moaning as Gil took hold of one of her arms! She was still disabled by the low-blow. It had struck true and unobstructed.

What followed was something that Rose -would- in fact find distasteful!

With a jerk of her arm, she found herself being forced face first into Gil's backside!

The initial contact wasn't terrible. In fact, it was quite the opposite. She found her face warmed by the soft, plump backside of the rookie! It wasn't until she tried to withdraw and breathe that things took a turn for the worst! She couldn't!

"Mmmph!" She found herself smothered in the nearly bare butt of the rookie! The wedgie she had given her ensured that there was very little fabric separating them! The cotton panties obstructed only the most central of places! Rose Gold's lips met the girl's perfect posterior in a forced kiss.

She shook and struggled against Gil's grasp, unintentionally teasing her with her nose! Her muffled moans blew tickling, hot breath between the rookie's thighs! Pleasing and penetrating her most intimate of places. There was a unique exhilaration to the labored breath of a smothered foe. And Gil got to feel all of it as it caressed the valley between her thighs and her seldom-stimulated ass.

[Arista]

"Perfect...!" Gil smiled, she had not only gained control of the match, but pulled off one of her signature moves against the lightweight champion, the Marshmallow Press!

Gil freed one of her hands, holding onto Rose's with just one now, and putting up a peace sign to the crowd! Something that had become a staple of Gil's, a signal to the crowd that she was feeling good, and in control of the match!

She knew she had Rose in a spot that would be hard to escape from, so to further rub it in, in the most literal sense, she shook her backside side to side!

"That wedgie helped make this a little more effective, so I guess I should thank you...!" It could be seen as a taunt, but she seemed actually thankful to her opponent for helping her out, even if she didn't really mean to!

Gil knew this was a good position to be in, however, it wasn't going to win her the match, she had to come up with a plan to get Rose's top, or bottoms off, but she knew it would be risky to release her from the hold too soon, she had to hang on a bit longer, it also could by her time to think over what to do next!

[SuckerPunch]

"Nmf!" Rose was beginning to feel lightheaded from the standing smother submission! In a normal match it was possible for such a maneuver to end the bout! Without air, Rose would undoubtedly pass out, resulting in a knock out! But in a Bra and Panties match, there was no surrender. The result was determined only by shamefully stripping ones opponent.

She pulled and struggled against the hold, trapped between the cheeks of the middleweight. Rose was somewhat strong for a lightweight, but she was weak compared to a middleweight. Twenty pounds seemed small, but it made a world of difference in a contest of pure strength. Worse, her sex still throbbed from the shot it had taken earlier. She hadn't regained control of her lower half, limiting the leverage she could utilize.

The longer she stayed in Gil's marshmellow press, the less lucid she became. Her breaths began to grow ragged, becoming pant-like. Her blush was hidden by the cute curves of Gil's backside, but even without seeing her face, the world knew she was humiliated.

Defiant as she was, she couldn't force her way free! And while being knocked out wouldn't end the match, it would make the act of stripping her a foregone conclusion...

The edges of her vision began to blur. She was fading. And she could think of only one way out of this...

She swallowed her pride. And opened her mouth.

Rose Gold was a prodigious lover. Some would say she had the most talented tongue in the game, even some former Hentai Champions. And now it had become something of a last resort. She had no qualms about pleasing a woman in the middle of the ring... In fact, she lived for it. But on her terms!

What followed was a shameful display of aggressive submission. One she swore she'd pay Gil back for as her tongue pushed past her plush lips and pressed against Gil's panty covered backside. Treating Arma-Gil-O to a taste of her vaunted "Golden Tongue".

Trapped, with no other option... Rose Gold began to literally eat her way out. She treated the Rookie to an experience most women would give any amount of money for. All to weaken her resolve and catch her by surprise as she tried to pull her arm free! Her talented tongue caressed, probed, and teased with the last vestiges of her consciousness. With her mind fading, she couldn't help but enjoy it. Her soft moans and whimpers penetrating Gil as she worked.

[Arista]

It wasn't often, or ever really, that Gil was stronger than an opponent, but seeing that she was gave her even more confidence to win this! Just as she was thinking up a plan, Rose began her own trick to get out of the hold!

"Ah!" Taken by surprise, Gil released the lightweights arm, almost instantly! She had faced a lot of things in the ring, but this was not one of them! It was a perfect counter for any of her smothers, along side biting, but most everyone would never even think of trying those, along with escaping, those counters brought on their own humiliation, often times worse than the smother itself!

Gil jumped forward, Rose Gold was free! they had both exchanged equally embarrassing moves, it was even! Despite this, Gil wanted to reaming in control, she knew how much trouble she would be in in Rose landed more of her own moves on her! Not to mention, she was already halfway to losing this match, her shorts already gone!

Gil was back in a readied position, she was careful for anything Rose tried to throw at her, but she didn't act right away, she gave her opponent time to get back up. Gil wanted to speak, but she didn't know what to say, she was a bit flustered by Rose's "Golden Tongue"!

[SuckerPunch]

The sound Gil made was one of two Rose expected. It seemed that Gil was the type to be shocked rather than excited by her actions. Perhaps that was for the best. Had Gil leaned into her lewd lip lock, it might have resulted in an even tighter smother. In this the women were polar opposites.

Rose Gold's hand came free of Gil's grasp sending her falling backwards into the corner in her eagerness to escape. Her boots kicked at the canvas from her seated position as she coughed and sputtered with the sudden flood of life-giving oxygen. With Gil's pert posterior no longer hugging her face, her embarrassed expression was far more obvious.

The blonde drug the back of her right hand across her own mouth, wiping away the drool that had collected from nearly passing out, and from her indecent make-out session. Sputtering, Rose got back to her feet with the assistance of the turnbuckles. Her eyes narrowed at Gil and it was plain to see that the Lewd Liliputian was -seething-.

"Oh I -can't- wait to pay you back for that!" She growled as her fists balled up. The pain between her legs had all but faded to little more than a dull throb. A dim reminder of what slacking off in the middle of a match could earn you.

Gil had allowed her to get back to her feet. To reset the match back to neutral. But as the raging Rose looked over Gil, she couldn't help but wonder... How much psychological damage had she inflicted on the rookie?

She had shown her panties to the world. Then, she'd wedgied her and exposed most of her lower half. And then... She had made her feel wonderful, private things. She wondered how fast the girl's heart was racing. And turned her attention to the white cotton between Gil's thighs. It was pulled tightly against her privates. But... Would she find the cotton-tracing of her mound damp with forbidden desire?

[Arista]

Gil wasn't oblivious to her move set being perceived as somewhat, or even entirely sexual, she intended it to be more humiliation based, she didn't hide her unwillingness to cause real harm or damage to her opponents, she openly admitted it! So smothers were her way around it.

Gil was often seen as being too soft on her opponents, she was also soft herself, her pain tolerance was low, it wasn't that a simple hold would take her out of a match, but that it would take little to nothing to get her to cry. Using that reasoning, it led many to think she was overly soft on her opponents, Gil knew she was only doing what felt right to her though!

Gil found Rose's move shocking more than anything else, she adjusted her underwear, not taking her eyes off of her opponent even for a second! She was excited, but maybe not in the way Rose thought she would be, instead, a smile came over her face, something familiar to her past opponents! Something that was even seen as irritating by a certain French heel, a showing of how difficult Gil was to break!

"The only way you can pay me back for that is by doing your best...!" She encouraged her opponent, anticipating her to make a move!