Celeste Price vs Ossi Shamar: Smother Match

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Celeste smirked as she crushed her smaller opponent in her strong grip, happy that her bearhug actually worked. "Gotcha~" Celeste would continue squeezing and crushing Ossi, only amping up the pressure. Then, when it felt like it couldn't get any worse, Celeste would suplex her opponent to really bring the pain. She'd smile, looking down at Ossi, but wouldn't wait, quickly pulling her into a camel clutch.

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Stuck in the bear hug, Ossi could do nothing but wriggle uselessly, but things got even worse when Celeste suddenly suplexed her, slamming the Syrian beauty to the mat.

"Unnnhh..." Ossi groaned in pain, trying to recover and get to her feet to salvage something from this round.

It wasn't to be, however. Celeste was relentless. Ossi felt her opponent's hands cup her chin and pull her back and up, and her arms were hooked over Celeste's legs. A Camel Clutch!

"No, no-AIIIIIEEE!" Ossi squealed in pain as Celeste cranked the hold tight, sending pain ripping through Ossi's body. Her legs kicked uselessly as she was trapped, at Celeste's mercy as she continued to put pressure on.

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Celeste would continuously ramp up the pain, making the hold tighter and tighter. Once satisfied, she'd let Ossi go and switch to a Boston crab. Celeste couldn't help but feel satisfaction as she worked over her confident opponent and made her pay. She'd laugh, "Hurts, doesn't it~?" She'd pull especially hard on Ossi's legs, just to emphasize her question.

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Ossi had a brief moment free of pain as Celeste released her from the Camel Clutch, but the relief was short-lived as a moment later Ossi felt her legs lifted, and an instant later she was locked into another punishing submission hold, this time a Boston Crab.

"Hurts, doesn't it?" Celeste mocks her.

"AGHHH! LET ME GO!" Ossi demands desperately, her gloved hands pawing at the mat as she tries to pull free, but she's too far away from the ropes. The pain is too much to bear, but she can't even tap out. She is forced to endure the pain, weakening every second under Celeste's ruthless submissions. "I'll... get you for this..." she quips breathlessly.

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Celeste smiles, slowly crushing the fight out of her opponent. "Sure you will Ossi, sure you will~" Celeste laughes and keeps up the hold until she gets bored, dropping Ossi's legs and grabbing her by the hair when she's ready to move on. "Ready to take your nap baby?" Celeste laughs and throws Ossi into the turnbuckle. She then struts over, pulls her to her feet, and traps her against the turnbuckle with a breast smother.

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When Celeste finally releases her Ossi slumps to the ground, gasping in pain, her whole body aching. She is given no chance to recover, however.

"Ready to take your nap, baby?" Celeste drags her by her hair and tosses her into the corner. Ossi thuds against the turnbuckle, sore and too weakened to resist, her head spinning as she tries to grasp how things have turned so badly.

Then Celeste pulls her upright, shoving her into the corner, and Ossi is helpless to stop Celeste as the other wrestler goes for a breast smother.

"MMMMMMMMMMPPHH!" Ossi screeches in outrage as Celeste's impressive bust completely covers her face, leaving her in darkness fighting for breath. Her arms flap weakly at Celeste's body as she tries to push free, but the submissions have done the damage and she's far too weak to get away now. Ossi is furious at the compromising position she is now trapped in but there is nothing she can do. Slowly but surely, Celeste smothers her until her arms fall limp by her sides. "Mmmmm..." one last faint coo of protest escapes before she passes out, totally overwhelmed by Celeste's breasts.

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Celeste would grin once she finally felt Ossi pass out under her impressive breasts. To further humiliate and pay back Ossi, she'd jiggle her breasts a bit in Ossi's face, the way she'd done to Celeste with her ass. Then Celeste would take a step back, letting her ko'd opponent fall to the floor. "Karma's a bitch hon~" Celeste laughs and walks to her corner to wait for the ref to wake Ossi up for the next round, excited to continue teaching the stuck up rich girl a lesson.

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Celeste jiggled her breasts in the unconscious Ossi's face - further humiliation for the Syrian wrestler - before stepping away and letting Ossi collapse to the floor, unmoving. The ref came over to wake her up, tapping her on the face until Ossi came to.

"Unnnh... what happened?" she groaned, touching her head with both hands. Then she remembered being pinned into the corner, smothered by Celeste's breasts. Indignant anger rose within her as she got to her feet glaring at Celeste. "You'll pay for that, bitch!"

With both wrestlers ready for the final round, the referee signalled for them to begin. Ossi immediately rushed out of the corner, but her charge was a bit unsteady as she was still groggy from being smothered. She attempted to catch Celeste with a running clothesline.

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Celeste would smile, ready to get the next round started when Ossi would suddenly come in barreling at her. Celeste would quickly dodge the clothesline and maneuver around her angry opponent, grabbing her from behind for a suplex. If that worked she'd smirk and put Ossi into a headscissors, not wanting to let her smaller opponent recover. Of course, like last time, her hold isn't as sturdy as it'd usually be, and with enough prying Ossi could probably get out of it and get some payback.

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Ossi charged, but just when she was about to hit Celeste with the clothesline, her opponent suddenly dodged around her, leaving the Syrian wrestler stumbling forward. Before she could recover and react, she felt Celeste grab her from behind. A moment later Celeste suplexed her, slamming her to the mat.

"AGHHH!" Ossi cried in pain as she slumped against the ring floor, taken completely off guard by the counter. Then things got even worse when Celeste clamped her voluptuous thighs around Ossi's head, locking in a headscissor. Ossi wriggled, fighting for breath, arching her back to try and pull free of the hold.

Got to get away! she thought desperately. If she KOs me again she'll have won! She wrapped her gloved hands around Celeste's legs, pulling with what little strength she had left to try and pry the other wrestler's legs open and free herself.