Celeste Price vs Ossi Shamar: Smother Match

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Celeste continues squeezing Ossi's head, taking satisfaction from teaching her spoiled rich opponent a lesson. She flexes her arms and pays little attention to her downed opponent, enjoying the cheers of the crowd, but as a result Ossi was starting to successfully peel away the intruding legs. Celeste doesn't notice though as she laughs and gloats at her downed opponents expense. "This is why spoiled little rich girls like you shouldn't be in the ring with real wrestlers~" Celeste laughs, oblivious to the fact Ossi is seconds from breaking out of the hold and getting some payback.

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Although it takes a long time, Ossi eventually manages to pry herself free of Celeste's hold, aided by her opponent's lack of attention. Gasping for air, Ossi throws one of Celeste's legs off her and dives on top of her opponent, with a yell of triumph. Celeste's foolishness will be her undoing. Just one more smother and Ossi will get her first win in LAW.

Ossi attempts to pin Celeste's hands down to the mat, and if she can do it, she'll move forward into attempt a face-sit on her opponent.

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It isn't long until Ossi finally manages to pry Celeste's legs away, now leaving the larger wrestler temporarily open to a counter attack from her feisty opponent. "Shi-- MRPPPHHHH!!" Suddenly Ossi lunges on top of Celeste, trapping the redhead under her ass in a facesit. Celeste quickly starts struggling, kicking and thrashing and trying to push the woman on top of her off, not wanting to lose the match to someone so arrogant.

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For a moment Ossi succeeds in locking in her facesit, smothering Celeste's face beneath her ass and she feels elated by her counter attack. She relishes the feeling of Celeste thrashing beneath her, trapped in Ossi's grip.

But before long the toll of the match so far begins to tell on the Syrian wrestler and she begins to feel her grip loosen as Celeste continues to struggle. Desperately she tries to keep herself in position, grinding her ass into Celeste's face, trying to finish the match off, but slowly Celeste starts to wriggle free.

"No!" Ossi cries desperately, but she's unable to stop Celeste eventually breaking free, shoving Ossi off onto the mat.

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As Celeste tries to shove Ossi off, the smaller wrestler grinds her ass all over Celestes's face in a humiliating fashion, only further encouraging Celeste to get away. Once she finally does she starts gasping for air, heavily weakened by the smother. She starts to quickly crawl away, trying to get away from Ossi to recover, not wanting to lose and take further humiliation from her stuck up rival. If unimpeded, she'll use the ropes to pull herself up, but if Ossi gets up first Celestes's back will be on the other wrestler, leaving her open.

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Angry that Celeste has managed to escape her clutches, Ossi scrambles to her feet, only to find Celeste pulling herself up by the ropes with her back to Ossi. She quickly rushes up behind Celeste and wraps her arms around the redhead's waist in a bear-hug.

"Why won't you just give up!" Ossi exclaims, attempting to pull Celeste back from the ropes and squeeze her tight in the bear hug, their bodies jammed tightly together. "You can't beat me!" She is panting with exertion now, trying to crush the breath from Celeste, but her strength is starting to fade as match takes its toll. She may not have the strength to hold the bear hug for long.

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Celeste's escape is short lived, her arrogant opponent quickly following up with a more than painful bearhug. "Auughhhhhh!!!! Ow, ow, ow!!! Let! Me!! Go!!!" Celeste screams in oain and starts flailing. Not wanting to be subjected to any more pain, and hoping Ossi's too weak herself to want to keep up the hold under pressure, Celeste starts throwing back elbows and kicks. "Your lucky my last match was with a woman three times my size, else I woulda mopped the floor with you!!"

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"Mopped the floor with me?" Ossi quips, desperately trying to keep her thrashing opponent trapped in the bearhug. "I don't think so- OHHH!" She is cut off as one of Celeste's flying elbows hits her hard in the side, knocking the wind from the Syrian wrestler. Her already weakening grip on her opponent slips and she loses her hold.

Celeste twists free, leaving Ossi to slip and fall to the mat, clutching her side with one gloved hand, fighting for breath. She knows she's vulnerable, but right now Ossi is to weak and exhausted to defend herself from Celeste's follow up.

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Celeste looks over her shoulder to see Ossi pain and on the mat. Now or never. If she didn't finish this now, she likely wouldn't have the strength to keep fighting. Instead of wasting her time turning around and setting up something thoughtful though, Celeste decides to throw herself back and try to land her ass squarely on Ossi's face. If she lands with no trouble she'll try to secure the facesit to knock Ossi out and win the match. "Here goes nothin'!"

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Ossi looks up to see Celeste flying backwards towards her, her intent clear. But Ossi doesn't have time to get out of the way.

"No-MPPPHHH!" Ossi's cry of dismay is muffled as Celeste's ass lands squarely on her face, shoving Ossi's head down against the mat and smothering her completely. "MMMMPPPPH!" Trapped in the dark heat of her opponent's rear, Ossi flails desperately to get free, her gloved hands slapping weakly at Celeste's thighs and ass, her legs kicking, muffled squeaks of protest escaping every now and then.

No... can't lose like this! But it is no use. Ossi is too exhausted from the fight to push her opponent off. Her struggles grow weaker and weaker. Trapped in the humiliating facesit, her arms flop limp to the mat and her legs stop kicking. Her eyes flutter for a moment. "Mmmm..." she coos before her eyes drift shut and she falls unconscious.