Ossi Shamar vs Mina Takemi

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Ossi was beginning to fade, her mind spinning in a fug, the stink of Mina's sodden nether regions overwhelming her senses, smothering her in the moist heat of the older woman. Feeble mewls of protest were all that could be heard now as Ossi squirmed pathetically beneath Mina. Her hands slid weakly over the powerful wrestler's supple thighs.

"Mpphh...gmmpph..." she blurted wordlessly into the soaking cunt of her adversary, legs twitching fitfully. Somewhere in her mind the anger was still there. She was being completely humiliated, made to look like a weak, inept fool in Mina's clutches, but she was utterly powerless to stop it. The jeers of the fans continued, filling Ossi with dread and embarrassment. The heiress had been laid low and it seemed like there was no way out. Mina rocked her hips several times, burying Ossi even further into Mina's backside, her wide, horrified eyes only just visible to the observers, showing the expression of utter disbelief on her face.

But the worst was yet to come. She dimly heard Mina's taunts, but her addled brain didn't figure out what the woman meant until she felt the finger dragging across the sensitive line of her briefs between her smooth, caramel thighs.

"MPPPGHHHH!" she shrieked, momentarily revitalised with outrage as Mina stroked her royal sex. She tried to buck her hips, but only succeeded in pressing herself unwittingly harder against Mina's probing fingers. Her arms clawed in desperation at Mina's ass, up her back, pawing at the skin tight leotard, vision swimming and mouth drenched in the mature wrestler's juices.

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The arrogant heirrss appeared to have been almost entirely tamed beneath her superior body. Every buck of her hips and flex of her glutes subjected the lovely woman beneath her to more of the facesit. The arab woman's protests only served to fuel Mina's pleasure. The desperate cries reverberating throughout the hollow of her womanhood and vibrating pleasantly against the sensitive flesh.

Mina's back arched in pleasure. The dominating the woman was getting to her. She could feel a tension building just below her belly button. Her thighs were quivering against Ossi's unintentional ministrations. Her sodden sex throbbed. Clenching and unclenching hungrily upon nothing as it weeped more fluid unto Ossi's defenseless features.

"F-fuck!" She gasped; a barely audible whisper. She wasn't going to cum to this pathetic woman. Not like this. Whether Ossi knew it or not, her ineffectual protests had been incredibly wrotic for the ring therapist. Her refusal to submit combined with her inability to defend herself had mixed for a perfect aphrodisiac.

Mina's fist balled up before driving itself in a hammer fist into Ossi's pussy. A brutal blow to subdue her as Mina lifted herself from Ossi's face.

Her crotch was an indignant mess. Her thighs ran with her juices. Her plump sex was practically visible through the super-saturated material of her leotard. It had been ground so hard against Ossi's nose and chin that it had practically been pushed inside of her. The erect nub of her clitoris stood out against the all-but transparent attire. Sensitive and longing for more of the submissive sluts motorboating.

Panting, Mina reached down and grabbed a fistfull of Ossi's hair. She pulled the woman to her knees before driving her face into her crotch greedily. A circular shift of her hips would give Ossi's face a second intoxicating coat of the mature woman's arousal.

"Mm. You do eat pussy better than you wrestle. I'll give you that!" She moaned as she pulled Ossi's face away. She'd jerk her head back roughly by the roots to force her to stare up at her.

"Surrender. Submit and lay on your back. I'll sit on your face and cum in your mouth like you deserve. Then, maybe I'll forgive you and tend to your battered cunt with my own mouth backstage. I don't think anyone has ever received a more generous offer. What do you say?"

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Ossi continued to thrash and wail beneath Mina's suffocating frame, head swimming in the moist heat and juices of the other woman, her hips twisting this way and that as she tried to evade the invasive touch of her adversary. She could feel Mina shuddering and gyrating on top of her, clearly getting off on her dominant position, which filled Ossi with disgust and shame in equal measure. She had to escape this!

"MPGGGGHHHHHHH!" she screeched into Mina's ass as a sudden blow smashed into her already tender crotch, slumping to the canvas and trying to squeeze her legs together in desperation. Her hands flailed around, trying to reach her own aching nethers to massage the pain away. Then Mina rose from her face-sit at last, revealing Ossi's flushed crimson features and disheveled dark hair, pretty face twisted with pain. She let out a feeble yelp as Mina dragged her up by her hair onto her knees, before jamming Ossi's face into her moist cunt yet again.

"GMPPH...NO! AGHH...MMPPPH!" Ossi protested shrilly, unable to defend herself with her hands still clutching at her crotch. When Mina pulled her face away again she continued mocking the hapless heiress. However, the proposal given was utterly unacceptable.

"Never!" Ossi blurted breathlessly. "You will pay for your... slander you foolish woman!" And with that she would attempt to swing one hand up and deliver a low blow of her own, looking to slam a fist up into Mina's sex.

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Mina looked down at Ossi. Her dark hair clutched between her powerful fingers. The angle of the arab woman's head completely determined by Mina's grasp. She'd been marked by Dr. Takemi's cunt. Her reddened, shamed face was wet with Mina's dominant femininity. She couldn't help but think the woman looked good like that.

That was, until she spoke. There was still some spirit in her left to break it would seem. "Stupid girl. I can't wait to hear you be-AUGH!" Her words were cut off as Ossi drove a short uppercut into her tender womanhood! She felt her flower smashed between the vicious punch of her rival and her pubic bone!

Immediately she released Ossi's hair in order to press her own hands against her aching crotch! "Ohhhh!" She moaned. A long, sorrowful sound as her lips trembled and her knees pressed together. She staggered backwards and away from Ossi, offering her a brief repreive, but not falling. Her eyes welled breifly with tears as her body filled with fire! She'd been arrogant herself. She'd let her guard down and her pussy had paid the price.

"B-bitch!" She spat. "B-break you!" She forced out through gritted teeth, even as her ears rang from the terrible pain between her pale, plump thighs.

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Ossi felt a surge of relief as her blow landed, rocking the damp, throbbing sex of her powerhouse opponent with a brutal, dirty low-blow that left Mina staggered and furious. The Syrian heiress had bought herself precious breathing space.

"You dare to treat me in such a manner," she hissed, struggling to her feet, still breathless and weak from the punishment she'd taken so far. "I will show the world how the House of Shamar treats such shamelessness!"

And with that Ossi would step forward, putting all her effort into landing a stinging, disrespectful chop right across Mina's massive bust, hoping to send her opponent backwards towards the corner!

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Dr. Takemi's knees shook from the agony between her legs. Ossi's vile low blow had struck her completely unguarded. Her sex already sensitive with arousal now rang with red hot pain. Her eyes were blurry with tears as her nervous system did everything in its power to cope with the agony.

She could see Ossi approaching... But for the moment, she was powerless to prevent her from aggressing upon her. "D-do yourself a favor!" She started, stammering through the after effects of the low blow. "Q-quit now! If y-you don't. I'm going t-to make you lick me clean!" She growled the threat out as she felt the feeling start to return to her legs.

Ossi's chop crashed into her massive breasts. The force sent them bouncing, nearly out of her attire, as she staggered backwards into the corner. Her arms hung over the top ropes as her body slumped. Seemingly ready for whatever Ossi had planned next!

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Her chop connected, and there was plenty to connect with! Mina's breasts bounced wildly, nearly breaking free as she was blasted back into the corner by Ossi's move, slumping into the turnbuckle.

The preening Syrian heiress took a moment to smooth down her attire, adjusting her top and briefs and setting her disheveled hair. She would look her best in victory, already putting the disastrous start to the match out of her mind.

"Your threats are foolish!" she quipped shrilly, advancing on Mina. "Now feel the wrath of Shamar!" Shoving a leg out, she would attempt to bury her boot against Mina's vulnerable nethers and grind her heel into that sensitive spot, taking hold of the top ropes on either side to brace herself as she did so. She relished the sensation of power - where she was supposed to be - putting this busty usurper in her place. Never mind the embarrassing beginning. The match was now unfolding as it should!

"You are no match for me!" she would declare arrogantly, brimming with overconfidence now.

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Mina had done her best to bluff. The truth was, she was tired from the beating she'd delivered to Ossi. And worse, she was shaken by the punishment her sensitive areas had received. Slight in quantity but great in quality. Neither blow had been well defended and now her mature body pulsed with unpleasant sensation.

Worst of them might have been her ears. They had to suffer Ossi's undeserved arrogance as she'd foubd herself finally in the driver's seat.

Mina's eyes went wide and her head shot back as Ossi buried the heel of her boot into the her vulnerable pussy! Slumped against the corner her body had nowhere to retreat, and so her flower suffered the full force of the cruel frontal assault. She shook her head, howling, as her swollen labia was smashed and ground againsther pubic bone!

"Ha-AAAAAGH!!!"

She could neither rally nor summon a retort as her eyes began to water from the intensely painful experience! Her pelvis throbbed with suffering as her vulnerable vagina was punished by the woman whom had been servicing it moments before! The pain was so great that it made Mina's head sway, dizzying her as her stomach turned from the abject suffering!

She sobbed as she was trapped by Ossi's cunt punt corner hold! Her fists balled around the ropes tight enough to make them screech. It was all she could do to not give in to the extreme abuse and tap out!

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Ossi's mouth twisted into a sneer as she ground her heel into Mina's sex, relishing the woman's wails of pain as she utterly failed to break free from the demeaning position. The mature wrestler clearly did not have the stamina for a real match. She was sobbing feebly now, body shuddering, clearly just trying to endure the pain that Ossi was delivering.

"You have an insolent mouth," Ossi quipped loudly as she eventually dropped her heel from Mina's crotch. "But you're truly pathetic aren't you? No match for a real woman." And with that she stepped back, flexing her arms in an an attempt to show off her physique to the crowd. Now insufferably confident, Ossi strutted out to the centre of the ring and whirled on the spot.

Then the Syrian heiress ran at her opponent with a high-pitched keening cry of triumph, throwing herself at Mina and hoping to land a body splash on her mature adversary!

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Mina gasped and brought her hands to her mouth to keep herself from retching as Ossi released the hellish stomp on her nethers. She slumped to a knee and couldn't help but notice her whole body shaking. One of her hands dropped to the floor in a fist, supporting her and keeping her from falling entirely.

Ossi meanwhile had backed off and returned to the center of the ring. She was whirling and taunting and showing off for the crowd. Confident in her victory. Arrogant and foolhardy. And like all fools, she rushed in.

Ossi measured Mina up and thought to come crashing into her with a body splash. Surely she had delusions of what the next step was. A bulldog? Some high risk maneuver? Perhaps a smother of her own? Surely all of these things were a distraction for her.

Mina on the other hand was laser focused. Fueled by the suffering that had been inflicted upon her by Ossi. Mina used the fist at her side to push herself off the canvas. She threw her full body weight forward and into Ossi. And when she did she, so brought with her a heavy swinging lariat! A clothesline from hell! A move meant to tear Ossi's pretty head right off her loathsome arrogant shoulders!

"DAMARE (SHUT UP)!!"

Clothesline From Hell