Annette Tatsumi vs Heather Sunderland

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Anne just had to give Heather the same comeback to save her from the humiliation before, or at least, make Heather suffer the same embarassment so that they're equal in this match. Heather squirming while her head is being held between Anne's legs and face planted into Anne's crotch. Anne clenches her legs even more while her hands kept her hold steady.

"You loved my legs don't you? Haa, maybe you should just give up so I can give you more than just my legs!" Anne said, being in a dominant position. She would try to pull herself and Heather into the center of the ring while still gripping Heather's legs. Using her hands to slowly drag her back.

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Heather whined and whimpered out helplessly into Annette's crotch, her face burning a full red as the scent and feeling smooshed firmly against her face, doubling with the squeezing sensation of her thighs around her head all the while. She kicked her legs a little more as she squeezed even harder, feeling Annette drag them both to the center of the ring.

She yelled out in refusal as she went on about telling her to give up, not about to just give in that easily to the girl. She definitely didn't have the strength to lift her up like Anne had did to her just earlier, but she was doing her best to pry and pull at her thighs as much as she possibly could, twisting and turning in a desperate attempt to break free of the hold she was locked in.

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Annette managed to drag Heather back into the center of the ring while still keeping her head held between her legs. Giggling as she watches Heather struggling to remove herself from her hold. The feeling of getting a loudmouth in her place satisfied her so much. But suffocating this loudmouth so quickly wouldn't be so much fun.

Thus Annette released her hold, surprising Heather with her mercy. "It wouldn't be as fun without you feeling my other parts right?" Anne grinned. Pulling herself back, retreating from Heather and stand up on her feet. "Now come on get up, the crowd didn't just pay to see me lay you down helpless right?" Anne encouraged Heather to get on her feet. Readying for another clash of power.

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Heather was desperately pulling and prying at Annette's thighs, fighting with her as much as she could. She was sure somehow if she kept this up, she could get her to release her, but her giggling was flustering and frustrating her quite a bit, Heather honestly beginning to feel completely trapped--that is until Annette suddenly completely released her.

Heather gasped for air when she was allowed to have it, her face taken away from her crotch as her legs unlatched from her head, hearing the words from Anne right after. "Ngknh..You..s-shut up..you're so dead for letting me out!" She yelled out, feeling slightly humiliated even more that the girl just released her like that. She pushed herself up shortly after, gritting her teeth with that reddened face, kicking off right when she got up. She rushed at her, trying to grab and ram her over into the corner.

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Anne knew that giving mercy would be seen as an insult, yet she does that, she wanted to see more of Heather. Even going as far as insulting her with showing a bit of mercy. After all, with her opponent feeling insulted, they'd show more power to prove her wrong... Right?

When Heather finally stood up, she quickly darted towards Annette. Annette actually expected this sort of attack, but she couldn't put a stop to it. She was carried up and would hit the corner at quite a speed. Surprised at this, Anne tried to raise her fist to smash Heather's back. But before she could hit Heather's back, she hits the corner. Letting out a gasp as she recoiled out of corner for a short while before she leaned back to the corner. Awaiting Heather's next attack as she tried to regain her bearings after such surprise.

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Heather took a deep breath after taking Anne into the corner, a bit of a grin forming on her face as she was able to turn it back to her offensive again. She knew that we wasn't done by a long shot though. Just admiring her work of just getting her off her feet and into the corner would cost her for not capitalizing. She pushed herself up, pressing her chest firmly against Annette's, sticking her tongue out where to with their distance, she was nearly licking the other girl's lips.

"Anne--You're totally mine." She simply said, keeping herself pressed up against her so she wouldn't have any space to move or push back. She pulled her leg back just a bit before thrusting her body forward, aiming to slam her knee hard into the cornered girl's gut.

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Anne didn't expect Heather to have this sudden strength. She kept herself rested on the corner, trying to get over this surprise powerful slam on the corner. Before she could leave the corner however, Heather pressed her body against herself. Their breast smooshed together, and their face up close. Heather sticking her tongue out within that short gap, nearly licking Anne's lips.

"Um... Don't you think you're a bit too--- OOffff!!" Before Anne could finish, she finds Heather's knee hitting her gut hard. Making a little jump with such impact. Anne leaned forward, putting her right hand on her gut and her left hand holding Heather's waist. Her feet shaking before finally kneeling down with her upper body bend downwards. "That hurts..." She groaned. That knee surely hit the mark, as Anne struggled to stand up after that knee.

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Heather shrugged a little as she watched her fall to her knees, tilting her head afterwards to tease her a bit. "What was that? I..don't think I quite got what you were saying there just before. Don't I think I'm a bit too what?" She let out, enjoying herself quite a bit, a wide smirk plastered on her face as she brought her boot up.

She planted it against Anne's shoulder, forcing her back to sit on her butt in the corner instead of on her knees. Immediately afterwards, she planted her foot on the ropes, leaping up with her hands gripped on the top. She then pulled on the rope to force herself downwards, coming back towards Annette, trying to slam her boots into her chest with a rope-assisted corner dropkick--known as the "Hardyac Arrest".

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"Oof... Don't you think that you're too-- nngghh." Anne tried to reply, but Heather interrupted yet again by planting her boot on her shoulder. She was forced to lean back to the corner with a push on her shoulder. Breathing in and breathing out, still hurting by that knee to the gut. Anne looked up towards Heather.

"Don't you think..." Heather had her foots on the ropes, about to leap to the air. "...you're a bit too..." Heather leaps up, Anne knew what was coming, but she had to finish the sentence. "Close to m--OWWW!!" Heather's foots landed hard on Anne's chest. Anne immediately slid down the corner, finally laying down on the mat. She held her chest and rolled a bit left and right, kicking out the pain repeatedly. "Ow..."

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Heather felt the 'impact' of her feet slamming into Annette's chest, hitting that dropkick perfectly on the girl. She watched her finally slide to lying completely on the mat, Heather getting up on her knees and looking over her, watching her roll left and right like she was. She stuck her tongue out a little, snickering as she grabbed her arm.

She pulled her in to the center of the ring, moving to push Anne fully onto her back and straddle her waist. She pushed her chest out a little, looking down at her with a little shrug. "I think I get what you're trying to say. You were saying "don't you think you're too close to me to NOT be smothering me", right? That's what you were trying to get out, yeah? Sorry about that, lemme fix it. I think you'll remember this position quite well" She let out, reaching to try and pin her wrists to the mat, aiming to press her breasts down into her face like Anne had done to her in their first meeting.