An Improper Introduction: Heather Sunderland vs. Wendy Winston

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Heather claws at the mat a little, squirming on her front as she was dealing with the heavy impact and rocking pain that she was in at the moment. Her arms were wobbling as she tried to push strength in them to push herself up somehow--but the struggle was getting to be way too much at the moment. The move had laid her out nicely..and left her vulnerable for Wendy to keep it up.

She let out a little yelp at the feeling of that slap on her butt, making her jiggle quite a bit from within her baggy pants she wore..offering no resistance to her forcing her onto her back with that grip on her pants.

She shivered and shuddered out as she felt Wendy steadily crawling atop her, arching only just a little when she pushed her thigh into her lap..the grinding making her finally start to fully catch her bearings. "N-nngh..Ghu..Y-you--Mgmpnh!?!?" Her eyes widened as she felt those heavy breasts just drop right down onto her face with her head caught up in her arms!

Her face was just--entirely surrounded in t hat warm, sweaty softness, her legs sliding and squirming as much as they could along the mat, inadvertently rubbing up against Wendy's thighs a little more than she would have liked. "M-mmgmnnh! mmmnhmn!!" She let out loud muffled whines and moans against Wendy's sizable chest, desperately trying to turn her head to the side.

Her muffled sounds were vibrating up into her chest, Heather bringing her hands up to desperately pull and pry at her arms, her eyes shut fully as her daze was hitting her senses hard!

[BlackAkuma]

”Mmmm, there you go.” Wendy cooed as Heather’s muffled screams echoed through her body, tickling her all the way down to her core and making her flesh vibrate. It had been a good, long while since she’d gotten a good breast smother on, typically being more the type for facesits, but it was great to mix things up, now and then. She’d get to working her over with the lower half of her body, too, but this was divine for now.

And she wasn’t the only one enjoying it, either. It was hard to be certain, but that was the vibe Wendy got as the woman continued to rub against her thighs, starting up a nice grind that had to feel damn good. She didn’t do anything to discourage it, either, as she continued to press and slide and grind on the smaller woman, letting her weight do all the work.

She could fight all she liked, but with Wendy’s hold tightening, she wasn’t going anywhere. Those arms would weaken, those struggles would slow, the body would start to sag…

…and only then would Wendy let up and give her the precious air that she craved. She lifted up and slid down while Heather caught her breath, but her hold on the woman’s head wasn’t going anywhere. She kept her still with, forced her to look up as she brought their faces together. Her eyes narrowed and her smiled widened into a devilish curve.

”You like that, Heather? I did.” She stuck her tongue and gave her a quick lip on the upper lip. ”Tell me you liked it.” She kept her voice sweet, but there was just enough edge in it to hint at a bad result if she didn’t hear what she liked.

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Heather's struggles were just pushing up against Wendy as she was clearly enjoying her time atop her. She felt her moving with her body, grinding down against her woith the movement of Heather's legs, this humiliating, sensual like position making it feel like the whole arena was spinning around Heather. She winces hard, arching and writhing as her struggles were starting to get quite a bit weaker beneath her.

Her muffled sounds vibrated and pushed against Wendy's chest..the softness ..warmth..and scent she was giving off gripping at Heather's mind, making her almost swoon beneath her as she was trapped entirely. She cursed in her head a little, feeling herself slipping..in disbelief that she might be just seconds away from passing out underneath the girl.

Suddenly though, she felt Wendy let up right when it felt like she was about to fade away, a desperate gasp coming from Heather's mouth, her eyes watered just a little from how helpless she felt at the moment, wincing with her keeping her nice and still as her face was right at hers.

Heather wanted to deny her words..but that little hint of command to what she said made her heart skip a beat, Heather finally speaking up. "I-I liked it.." She let out, blushing wildly, doing just as she said.

[BlackAkuma]

The world would never know how hard it was for Wendy to not burst out laughing when Heather did exactly as she was told. It wasn’t just what she said, but the look in her eyes, the way she was sputtering for breath, the little note of hesitation before she gave in and complied. It was all she needed to see in order to know this match was hers for the taking. No more fight, no more struggle. Heather was her toy, and she had some fun games they could play together.

”Good,” She dipped in low, just enough to brush their lips together for a heavenly second. ”’Cause I got a lot more for you. A lot.”

Wendy uttered those ominous words and shoved Heather back between her cleavage, putting her back into a smother. She wouldn’t keep her pinned this time, however, and instead pulled up and rose to her feet while she helped the hold, forcing her trapped opponent to come along for the ride while the smother continued. She marched forward, dragging Heather along whether she liked it or not, and only released the hold when she twisted about and flung the woman into the turnbuckle.

Wendy wasn’t sure if Heather was too oxygen starved to stand or not, but it wouldn’t matter, as she’d moved in and pressed against her body, leaning against her to keep her pinned on the pads. Chest to chest, hip to hip, her thigh retaking its place between her legs to keep the heat going down there.

The referee would only let them hold this position for so long, but Wendy would get the most out of it. ”So you like that, huh?” She leaned and brought her lips to Heather’s ear, running her tongue along the side to get it wet before she spoke again. ”What else do you like, huh? Tell me what you want me to do to you.”

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Heather felt like just whimpering out at the moment, her face burning up, her body feeling like it was incredibly heavy at the moment..and Wendy's sensual dominance over her right now was just driving her wild. She let out a slight bit of a whine at the feeling of her lips brushing over hers just slightly--that sensation feeling like it lured her in moreso--before her face was suddenly covered by that sizable chest yet again.

"Mgmphh!! mmgmnmnh.." She whines and groans out against her breasts, lifted right up to her feet, feeling like she was nearly stumbling with her movements as she was pulled along with her. A loud yelp comes from her mouth as she suddenly tossed her right into the corner, a little jolt almost making Heather fall forward--until Wendy stopped her.

She took a sharp breath through her teeth, a bit of pleasure assaulting her body as she felt her chest being compressed by Wendy's, her thigh slipping right back at her crotch to work between her legs as well. She winces hard, trying her best to hold in little moans that were struggling to escape from her mouth.

"Ngkh..I..D-don't be ridiculous..a..as if I'd just..ask you to do things to me.." She turns her head to the side, taking deep breaths in and out as the whole situation was adding to her daze. If she could just..prolong this..maybe take her time and get Wendy stuck on just teasing her like this..she could possibly recover herself and turn this match back around!

[BlackAkuma]

Was Wendy enjoying herself at the moment? Damn right, she was.

Nothing was better than this, having a cute little thing like Heather up against her body as she pushed the woman into the corner, leaning on her and making their bodies mash together. It wasn’t just the sensation that was sweet, though - she got contact like this all the time, just from wrestling normally. No, what she really loved were all the noises her opponent made, all the little moans and whines and protests as her own body rebelled against her. This was the drug she loved to get hooked on.

What was even better than the noises themselves was the content, as Heather’s defiance got a full laugh out of her. ”Please, girl, you ain’t fooling nobody with that. I know your type.” She brought her hand up to her opponent’s hair and gave it a soft caress, a gentle rub, before she gripped it tight and yanked back to expose her neck.

”You play hard to get, sure. But deep down, real talk…” She brought her lips to Heather’s neck, targeting the tender spot with her tongue and teeth, sucking and nibbling and licking. ”You love it.”

She took a few moments to devour Heather and prove her point, before she switched right back into assault. She pulled back with Heather’s head trapped, then jerked forward and brought her leg up hard and fast, ramming the high-flyer in her stomach with a brutal knee, folding her half and smashing her up against the pads at full force.

[TiefBlau]

"Hah--o-oh yeah? My type? W-well you're gonna know..how well my type can..kick your ass in a second." Not the best line..it wasn't very intimidating..but Heather was desperate to grasp some kind of control back. She had just told Wendy she liked her smothering her with her chest..she was latching onto just about anything she could here.

She winces just a little as she felt her hand caressing at her hair, a little shudder coming from Heather's mouth, fighting every little bit of her mind that just wanted to fully give in to Wendy..it was a struggle that she felt like she's been going through for almost half this match so far. Wendy was..super good at being just the type of dom that Heather felt like she melted to.

"H-ha--S-shut..would you shut up already.." She was nearly pleading for her to stop saying the things she was saying, feeling like they were digging into her mind with how much she honestly couldn't deny most of them. She had to keep her mind in this fight, but her distraction was enough to set up foe what came next.

Her head was yanked backwards and that knee slammed right hard into her stomach! Spittle came from her mouth, Heather coughing out from that hard impact, her grip keeping her from doubling over to tend to the pain. "Agaagh!! A-aaaagh!!" She yells out loudly in pain, her eyes watering as she was just--twitching and shuddering with the intense pain she was feeling. She just desperately and weakly tried to press and push away at her body, almost in a panic from that sharp pain hit on her.

[BlackAkuma]

Heather’s protests were the cutest thing about it all. Yeah, she talked a good game, but Wendy could see the doubt in her eyes and hear the unsure undercurrent under her words. She was trying to be the hero, but if she had her way, if the crowds weren’t here and she didn’t have a rep to worry about, she’d be begging for more of this, and Wendy would love to give it to her.

”Pleeeeaaase.” She had a deep, rumbling chuckle that shook both their bodies. ”Bet you wish this was a POW match. I’d take you home, tie you up, and just spend all night knocking you out between my tits. Wake up, smother, nap, over and over. Wouldn’t even be able to move when the sun rose.”

That made for a lovely image. Kind of made Wendy wish this were a POW match, too. Oh, well, maybe next time.

Besides, there were plenty of ways to get her fun within the ring. She could even go for one of them now, come to think of it.

With Heather in her grip and reeling from the knee, Wendy finally gave them both what they were craving and moved in for a rough kiss, seizing her while she was still heaving and taking away what little breath she’d managed to save back up. The kiss was wet and sloppy, hot and heated, with a demanding, violating tongue that pushed deep into her opponent’s mouth and claimed it for her own. She savored every second of it, too, and only pulled back after she’d had her fill, taking a second to enjoy the look on Heather’s face when she was done.

”Be right back.”

Wendy took off from the corner at full speed and dashed across the ring, making the ropes shake with every thunderous step. She turned around at the last second and slammed against the turnbuckle with her back. She bounced off it and came running towards Heather again, this time with her arm outstretched, looking to clobber the woman into the corner with a powerful lariat.

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Heather felt like her heart skipped a beat at the idea of Wendy actually...taking her home and tying her up. It was causing her face to take on a deeper blush than she had from the start, desperately trying not to show that was happening. "N-nh--nnh--" All she could do was make those little sounds before that knee collided with her. She was being put in quite the state, her mind and body just swimming in a mix of emotions and sensations, gulping hard as she almost felt like going numb from all of it.

And then--her pain filled body was being thrust into another crazed state as Wendy sealed her lips with that firm, deep kiss--her tongue invading her mouth, making her eyes flutter even. "M-mgmnm!! m-mnn--mmmmnhh!!" She whimpers out helplessly, her heart feeling like it was a bout to burst from her chest, punching against it over and over as she was swooning heavily. She moaned out into Wendy's lips, coupled with desperate whimpers in a sensation that felt like it lasted for ages before she finally broke it.

Heather's mouth hung open, a long breath coming from her mouth, her tongue slipping out almost as she was catching her breath as much as she possibly could, but she really just..couldn't muster up much strength at the moment.

Her eyes winced hard as she looks up, watching Wendy dashing across the ring, the whole thing shaking with her heavy steps. Heather couldn't do anything about this..so she just let her body do what it wanted. With Wendy's heavy deliberate movements, Heather just..let the bouncing of the ropes aid in her legs giving way, collapsing and falling to the side just before Wendy collided with her, trying to make it so the girl would slam right into the corner instead!

[BlackAkuma]

As Wendy charged forward, she was already anticipating what the next step was going to be after she hammered Heather into the ropes and left her limp. She could just drop her into the corner and hit her with a stinkface, get her ass smother on, or she could move onto something more inventive and really up the ante. She was kind of tired of that fishnet top getting in the way, so she’d have to rip that off next and get at those tasty tits underneath. Maybe get a good feel on them, give the crowd a good show while she sated some of her lustier desires…

It was that lust that drove her that much faster across the ring, and it was that same lust that made her hit even harder when she missed.

As telegraphed as this was, she’d thought that her opponent would be too winded to move out of the way, and that she would be the easiest prey for this sort of thing. That, however, turned out to not be the case - instead, she managed to duck down at the last minute - or rather, flop down. Whatever the case, she was able to get out of the way, which meant that Wendy had a lot of momentum to spend and no target for it.

She hit the turnbuckle at full force and whipped off it, with the impact making her stagger away. She took one step back, then another, before she crashed down on her back with all the grace of a falling tree. She laid there for a moment, too, as the whiplash left her loopy, before she started to sit back up.