Best When Breathless: Reina Izara vs. Florence Timmons

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Flo eyed her savior, wishing she would hurry it up. She didn't end her own fight, still trying to prise and prod with her fingers to earn herself enough space to breathe something besides crotch and making enough cries to show that she was still alive, but she didn't think she would go anywhere without the rules making all the difference. She supposed that was the whole point of a rope break - these babies were as good of a weapon as any chairs or tables ever were, and Flo would have had to turn into a contortionist to escape tangled ropes and squeezing legs both. But the count rattled off so... slowly. And Reina milked the whole thing. Flo's eyes fluttered, and her head had become so hot and heavy that she couldn't think straight enough to keep up with the count.

Cold air poured over her face just as that old sinking sensation struck her, and Flo sucked in a breath loudly enough that the third row could hear her. With her newfound freedom, she focused long enough to get her arms free of the ropes before she flopped over onto her knees and caught her breath... and maybe realigned some of her nose cartilage. Those thrusts had been plastic surgery. Relieved, she sat back onto her butt, a bedraggled, red-faced version of the doll from a minute before. "Yeah, yeah," she said to the concerned ref and waved her off. "Just a pussy, even if it's a face-mauling pussy."

The person that pussy belonged to looked ticked in the corner. Fair enough, not much had changed. Flo stood, wiped a couple of tears out of her eyes, and let the smile slowly creep back across her face. Probably didn't have the same effect through all the redness and smeared mascara, but she didn't care. "Least you're not a total cheat!" she teased before she cocked a foot back and took off toward Reina - a step slower but with no less energy. Knowing Reina might expect her to just blast into her, the Brit got clever, dropping down before she reached Reina with hopes of sweeping a foot through her ankles.

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"Hmph, of course, I'm not. Cheating would just mean I already lost. And I am not going to."

Knowing Florence, Reina could already tell the disheveled doll was gonna burst through. Especially after that rope break. So when Reina saw Florence start her charge, she went to lay bait for her begrudging new rival. Crouching low against the turnbuckle as if going for a head-on collision, Reina waited for the silver bombshell to get close, holding up her hands in preparation. She heard her heart pound in her chest as every millisecond felt like a snail’s before finally, Florence was on her.

‘There we go!” she thought as she dashed to the side, just waiting for Florence to crash behind her.

“Heh, how predictable?”

Sadly for Reina, it turns out it was quite the opposite. Just barely able to make out what happened, the charge Reina assumed to be coming turned out to be bait itself. And for the conqueror, she happened to be the unlucky catch. Because when she dashed to the side, Florence's leg hit its mark. So, mid-step, Reina felt Florence’s powerful legs sweep her off her feet, as all her momentum to dodge carried her to the ground. Crashing and burning she tumbled away with blurry eyes and a pained body, she cursed the Brit under her breath. Before coming to a stop on the other corner, slumping down against the turnbuckle as she held her face. Trying her best to get her wits back before the, blushing ball of energy went to capitalize.

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Score. Flo didn't consider herself too predictable altogether, but people saw her wildness and thought her wrestling strategy lacked subtlety. They were right... usually. But when she knew opponents had honed in on her tendency to fly around like an overly endowed F-35B, she liked to wriggle her brain matter around a bit and see how she could fleece them. Kicking would never be one of Flo's strengths, but who needed to kick like a pro when Reina didn't expect the leg sweep - to the point that she sidestepped into it. And wow, did she ever go flying.

Not flying, exactly. Flo watched with surprise at her own success as she rumbled and tumbled all the way over to the opposite turnbuckle. The Brit would have given her a 10 if she had a judge's card lying around. The beauty chewed her lower lip, amused, and decided that the perfect follow-up to being unpredictable was switching back to what she did best.

Rubbing her face once more, the doll stepped her way back toward the center of the ring, pointed out at the crowd in appreciation, and kicked out her leg to take off again. They lifted in anticipation, hoping for something suitably exciting from the firecracker. This time, she acted as nothing short of a steam train, no tricks or traps or schemes, and as she reached Reina, she turned so she could unleash a thumping, cheeky hip attack - more of an ass attack - on Reina's pretty face.

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“Ugh. I am sick of this sea-saw.” Reina groaned internally. Trying her best to ignore the cobwebs tangling her mind as her head swayed in the corner, Reina tried to stand again and again, but each time her legs almost got their bearings, what chiseled stone her legs looked like turned to jelly in an instant. Sending her back on her rear as she could only look up at the Silver-haired doll before her. That loud, bubbly jester who kept on trading blows with her. Back and forth, over and over this whole match, the two had each other’s number! And she despised that, not only did she get overpowered, but she wound up being trapped beneath Florence’s crotch. Feeling every thrust and smother she gave until she she broke free. Even thinking of it now made her face heat up in what she swears was embarrassment. But hey, everyone goes through a learning phase during a match, it was just how the game was played. But to Reina, to the conqueror herself, this time was over, she should know Florence inside and out enough to stay out of harm's way.

Then why now is she slumped in a corner huffing and puffing with a scattered mind, and jelly legs listing away as Florence showboats to the fans? Okay, that’s good, It gives her time to catch her breath, it gives her time to recover. This was fine. All she had to do was recover and watch as Florence started to move. She started going to the center of the ring as a crescendo made her body turn cold.

"STINKFACE!" the crowd chanted

“No,” Reina mumbled in response.
"STINKFACE!" The crowd chanted again

“Don’t you dare…” Reina trailed as she saw the firecracker already warming up to do the fan's demand. Sending her mind into a frenzy while it shouted command after command to her body to move. To crawl, to do anything to avoid the freight train that was coming! But sadly for Reina, the train was right on time, and she had a very special seat in the caboose. Even as Reina held up her arms to block the silver beauty, they did nothing to stop her ass from ramming into her face! Forcing her whole face between Florence’s sweltering rear, as whatever ringing in her mind still sounded like thunder now. All the conqueror-turned-seat could do now is whine and yell into Florence’s rear. Now becoming the throne she so insisted on turning the doll into, with only her black coily hair left to be seen against her thick, pale cheeks.

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Bang.

Then again, Flo guessed an ass smacking a face didn't make much of a bang, except in the mind of the one getting ass-smacked. Too much thick flesh for that sort of sound. As her rear met with Reina's face, it made more of a slapping sound. Grinning at the crowd around who erupted at the sight of the humiliating move, the doll lingered with her elbows thrown over the ropes and Reina's well-carved facial features feeling oh-so-nice against the bare skin of her rear. Flo hadn't made a whole seat of Reina's face, but she lounged against the newcomer enough that she would get a whole lot of thong and a whole lot of the cheek surrounding that thong.

If Flo hadn't been hot before... Fanning herself as a show to the fans, Flo gyrated her hips, dragging Reina's face along with the motion, before she finally stood and freed the woman's lovely face to prance in a circle before her. She already knew a smother in this position would end with a rope break, so no point in trying it - but she could sense momentum building. She almost had Reina right where she wanted her. "Don't you love it!?" she asked of the onlookers. "Don't think sweet Reina does. Right, love!?" She didn't expect much of an answer and didn't even look to the stunned beauty to hear it.

No, Flo returned to her natural state - in motion. But she wanted Reina out of that corner and on her back on the canvas, prime smothering and squashing position. The crowd had her feeling good... it was time to get fancy. Skidding back to give herself yet another running start, Flo took off again in Reina's general direction, but before reaching Reina, she diverted just enough to hop through the ropes just beside the debuting middleweight. Once she did, she reared back hard on the ropes and then bounced forward, letting it slingshot her forward for yet another hip attack from behind the ropes, this one aiming to knock Reina back toward the middle of the ring.

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To say Reina felt humiliated would be an understatement.

Here she was, the conqueror, the self-proclaimed wrestling queen, sat down in a corner with her face wedged between a silver beauty’s voluptuous cheeks. As the crowd around her blows the roof off of the place from her position. Cheering for their busty hero to finally put that cocky newcomer in her place. If Reina’s face could’ve been seen from under all this booty, the world would’ve seen the most shocked, and rage-filled face known to mankind. Because every sway and wiggle of her snow-white cheeks only made Reina feel more and more livid. Feeling the return of her burning lungs as her face was forced to follow every gyration and flex of Florence’s ass while her ego roared with anger as she couldn’t do anything to stop it. For now, she was at Florence’s mercy.

Luckily for Reina, her cheeky prison was thankfully short-lived as she took in as much breath as she could, feeling a cold swath of air flood her face while watching the prancing doll before her with blazing eyes. Unable to speak she heard the crowd roar back to her with a booming “YEAH!” to the doll’s question before she herself felt her blood boil from her next one.

“Of course I don’t! Who wants a silver-haired jester’s ass in their face?!” Reina’s mind snapped back. Reina wanted to move, she needed to move. Just a glance at Florence already showed her the session wrestler was gearing up to give Reina another taste of her sweet cake. So, unlike before, Reina clenched and braced herself for the impact. Squinting her eyes shut as felt the thumping feet of Florence approach at a rapid pace!

“Ugh, here it comes.” she thought bitterly. Waiting for the return of Florence’s embrace. But when her footsteps approached, the technician felt no pain. Instead all she felt was wind.

“What?” She huffed in confusion before out of nowhere, Reina felt the return of Florence’s cheeks bop her in the back of her head sending her tumbling to the middle of the ring on her hands and knees.

“Oomph!” Reina grunted as she settled on her front, leaving her rear to jiggle for all the world to see as she shakily tried to get back up. One thing was for certain, the next time she got her hands on Florence, she was going to make her pay.

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Still so sassy, fiery. Flo had to respect it. After a faceful of crotch and a faceful of butt, even she wouldn't have stayed so mouthy, especially with the prospect of a faceful of tit still on the docket. While all the earlier insults and bluster had her wanting to humble Reina, she could give the woman credit for having the audacity to keep on railing at the doll who currently held her at her mercy. "Oh, shush!" she called, while she executed her plan. "Stop pretending. Everybody loves me."

She sealed her words by doming Reina with the side of her hip, and just as she had drawn it up, the woman dropped off the turnbuckle and back into the open canvas. Come to think of it, though, her plan hadn't gotten any farther than that. With Reina on the back foot, she should start seeking a way to leave the bitch down and out beneath her, but she didn't think she had taken enough fight out of the newcomer to just flop on top of her and expect her to surrender. She side-eyed the turnbuckle. Hmmm... she knew what might make her surrender.

Flo didn't normally do turnbuckle shit. Didn't matter. With the crowd behind her, she thought she could pull off anything. Throwing her hands high to preview what was to come, the typically grounded session girl rushed back through the ropes, backed into the turnbuckle, and hopped up until her feet planted on the middle ropes. Top ropes? She wasn't feeling that crazy, but from the middle rope, she could cause a stir, make a leap, line it up just right... Always in a hurry, Flo didn't do all those tasks with exact precision, but she had confidence as she leaped, turned, stretched out her body, and tried to plow into Reina with a crossbody splash.

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As Reina huffed and puffed, the ebony conqueror started to feel her mind focus again. Dissipating that debilitating fog bit by bit as what once sounded a hundred miles away now sounded sharp. The crowd, she could hear the crowd clearly again, they were howling in a crescendo about something. Blinking the fuzziness from her eyes, Reina's gaze darted to the ropes as she saw a sight that made her heart drop to her stomach the more she watched. Florence, all 155 Ibs of her leaped off the middle rope in a crossbody dive aimed squarely at her. There wasn't time to run, there wasn't time to counter elegantly, she either had to get up and do something, or lay down and take the fall from this flying jester. Resigning herself to losing without a fight.

Knowing herself, there was only one path forward, conquer without any remorse. So, as soon as Florence launched herself from the ropes, Reina scrambled to her feet, raised both arms, and caught the silver-haired wrestler as it shook the ring beneath them as they rolled across the ring. Winding up on top of one another again and again before finally in one last roll before Florence wound up on top of her, Reina wrenched to the side and managed to get both of them in their fronts.

Both of them leaned against the other woman for dear life as they both could feel the match was coming to an end. It would just take one more big move to swing it in their favor. And after being dominated and humiliated for the past couple of minutes, Reina wanted to be that person. So, in an attempt to gain the advantage, Reina's arms shot out and hooked around Florence's head as she went to lift her up for a suplex, groaning with exhaustion as her muscles screamed in exhaustion. Begging for a rest that never came, Reina didn't care. She was going to end this soon if this worked.

And if it did work out, she would aim to hold Florence up by a minute, straining herself while keeping Florence upright as she marched around the ring before hurtling them both on their backs for one suplex out of three

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Everything seemed to be coming up Flo. She could envision it all - landing the splash, showboating, swallowing Reina's head between her breasts in a lewd display. She had been confident the whole match, yeah, but just knowing things seemed to have turned out better than she had even imagined did wonders for the soul. Reina hadn't even started to get up, and as Flo propelled herself, hair whipping around her arms as she spread them to nail the impact through her chest, she couldn't fathom the woman having an answer.

Hence her surprise when Reina caught her. It wasn't one of those pretty catches they showed in some of those fakey-looking TV matches from other countries, where one wrestler magically snagged the other out of the air and everything looked so smooth as they transitioned to the next move. The newcomer's arms latching onto her flying figure was the one and only pretty part. Flo knew nothing but rattling bones and a kaleidoscope of lights, shapes, and people before she rolled to a stop, disoriented, and got forced onto her stomach.

She couldn't figure out where they had ended up, but she could feel Reina moving against her. "That was nuts," she gasped, and Reina answered by grabbing her neck. Flo couldn't wrench herself loose before the woman grabbed her between the legs. Flo didn't know where she was going with that degree of fondling before the bigger woman pulled her right off of her feet, and the wide-eyed session girl watched the world turn upside down.

Okay, okay. She was a strong one, too.

Flo teetered, watched the crowd from upside down, feared what was to come. "Ohhh crap ohcrap ohcrap..." But Reina showboated her, leaving all the blood rushing to her head. She thought she might... figure a way down, but with the woman gripping her by her heated crotch, she couldn't think too straight. She started fumbling to get a hand around Reina's face just about the time Reina decided it was time to bring her down. Flo closed her eyes and squealed through pursed lips.

Neither one helped her take landing on her back any better, and she wailed out her pain as it shot through her whole figure.

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Grunting with her own pained wheeze, Reina felt her own body scream in pain from the fall she had. Remembering each time she had done this in the Indies, a shout from the crowd filled her with nostalgia. While she was catching what breath she could to maybe slam Florence one more time, those who knew her before led the crowd to count. So, all at once the two women heard a booming- "ONE!" Echo around the arena-filling Reina with a surge of energy as her gaze drifted to the stronger woman behind her with a cruel, playful chuckle.

"Do you have one more in you...love?" She teased, not even waiting for Florence's answer as Reina's treetrunk legs shot into the sky a swell of noise came in time before she raised the two of them up before a crashing boom! Sent waves of pain throughout her body. Forcing out a pained wheeze, more air left the pair's bodies as the crowd called out "TWO!" Before in one more last gasp, Reina pulled the both of them up one more time as she attempted to do her final suplex.

"Up you go..." Reina snarled at Florence as she went to hoist her up once more, hoping to finally start putting together the finishing pieces to end this match.