Misty S. Vs Mizaki T. - Biggest Head Turners!

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Mizaki knew that smother attempt would undoubtedly come again, given her head was in a perfect spot for it, but she had her ways in trying to deter it. Focusing a moment on purely shaking Misty from left to right, the pressure would subside on that small squeeze of hers, as Mizaki tried to make the effort of smothering the bluenette comparable to being on a very bouncy trampoline!

Though that motion wouldn't continue for long, regardless of whether it was working or not in getting Misty's arms off her skull. All too eager to really punish her darker skinned foe, and knowing all too well even a freshly-powered squeeze from Mizaki wouldn't deprive Misty of strength quick enough, she'd suddenly release whilst trying to step back. Only a metre or so as she straightened out, mind, with her hands not even pulling back before they tried to latch to Misty's top half.

The bluenette trying to get a firm grip of those shoulders, to turn Misty around before she had fully registered what was going on!

"My..TURN!" Intention made evident, as she'd both pull Misty into her bust, and step against the girl, leaning in quite a bit!

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With both women grinding and pressing into one another without much firm control, the struggle for dominance was a tough one. Misty couldn’t get a firm hold on her opponent, just hoping that she could get Mizaki’s pretty little face smooshed between her big brown breasts long enough to grind Mizaki down, and finally take control firmly into her hands. The fans were complaining of course, voices rising as the two women would grind against one another, Misty’s grunts and moans of effort filling the arena.

“Whoa!” Misty gasped, as Mizaki suddenly released. Misty stumbled a little, legs going wide and hands wind milling to try and catch herself. Then, Misty’s eyes widened as Mizaki’s play came together. “EEP!” Misty squealed as she felt Mizaki’s hands on her, yanking her in by the shoulders. Misty was visibly confused, life coming at her too fast, right up to the moment that her face was rushing into Mizaki’s own impressive breasts!

“Noooo,” Misty wailed, cut off by Mizaki’s soft flesh pressing into her face! Misty’s cute features disappeared as she was tucked firmly into Mizaki’s cleavage, and she flailed. The already-panicked young black girl didn’t take things well, arms flailing around as she was pressed deeper between Mizaki’s boobs. Misty couldn’t get away, however, the tables turned on her in absolutely humiliating fashion.

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Mizaki didn't simply latch on and hold Misty's head in her bosom; her arms went around the girls fully, clenching tightly and squeezing in the same manner she'd have locked a sleeperhold or bearhug in. If Misty wanted to get out of this, then forcing her way out would be a monumental task the way Mizaki was going!

"Tch...I'm SO much bigger than you..!" The bluenette roared, grunting and snarling as Misty put up a fight. For the moment, the pure shock it seemed of that sudden smother had left Misty incapable of doing much except jiggling and shaking. Movements which doubled down on Mizaki's bust, making the blue haired gals rack shake as if it were jelly!

"You're not getting out of this...and if you do...I'll simply put you back in it...how does that sound, IDIOT!" Mizaki attempting to worsen the hold on her own end, by shaking her hips left and right. A motion that carried on up the rest of her body, to shake not only her jugs, but the head trapped in it!

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“MMMFF!” Misty wailed, her hot breath steaming against Mizaki’s flesh as her face squished between the woman’s impressive breasts. She could feel Mizaki’s hands clenching over her back and squeezing those impressive breasts against her face.

“Mmmmuh,” Misty tried to cry out and protest, her mind starting to race as she realized the horrible truth- Mizaki had her trapped! Misty’s eyes began to tear up, but the extra lubrication was no help. Misty’s face slipped between Mizaki’s huge tits, but there was no air to be had. Misty was thoroughly trapped, in real danger of her last thoughts in the match being Mizaki’s incredible boobs crushing her skull.

Misty’s whimpering, teary face was bounced around against Mizaki’s chest, and her lower body began to go limp. Misty tried to back away, her pert round ass sticking up in the air. Panicked, Misty tried to thrash, her ass bouncing up and down as her legs pumped in a desperate attempt to pull herself away from Mizaki- despite the woman having a firm hold of her!

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Holding tight of Misty's top half was easy on its own, but soon enough Mizaki's foe began to buck and rear like a wild stallion! Forced to follow and stick close as best she could, Mizaki was evidently getting frustrated yet again at the defiance of this gal. Did she not know when she was beat!

"Just..go down..already...jeeze!" Mizaki roared, at first trying to simply power on through, holding on throughout as Misty's jiggling made Mizaki shake all over! Massive breasts rubbing up and down Misty's head amidst the smother, as the rest of the bluenette began to shake like jelly!

When it became apparent that simply holding onto Misty wasn't cutting it, Mizaki tried for an adjustment. Holding still on that fuzzy hair with her right hand, the left hand of the bluenette would release and quickly slide down Misty's frame. Trying to near enough spank the girl as that hand searched for her rear, Mizaki would seemingly try to pull Misty against her in a straight manner.

If all went well, she'd quickly put her hand back to her other to fully reapply the lock, whilst seemingly trying to snake a single leg around her foe to keep her bottom half close. If it all worked, those bucking efforts of Misty wouldn't have near enough the same effect, given they'd be grinding near enough body to body!

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“Mmmff!! Mmnnnuh!” Misty moaned her protests to Mizaki, not even able to properly cry out ‘no’ as the woman muffled her face and smothered out the model’s pretty features. Misty flailed around helplessly, her arms looking especially wimpy as they desperately grasped for anything that could save her from drowning in Mizaki’s soft, luscious breasts!

“Mmmmnnh!” Misty groaned again as Mizaki grabbed her by the hair. Misty’s face would peel free of Mizaki’s cleavage for just a moment, giving the fans a good view of Misty’s miserable, tear-soaked face, before she was plunged back into the depths! Misty scuttled, but was stopped sharply as Mizaki’s hand came down hard on Misty’s perfectly round ass cheeks, taking a firm hold, Misty’s ample butt squishing in Mizaki’s grip as she took hold and yanked the poor girl in!

“Mmmmgh!” Misty groaned again, her body beginning to twitch and shudder. Misty hadn’t had a proper breath in a while, and now Mizaki was applying it with new vigor. Misty’s face burned, tears flowing freely as she let out a pathetic, high-pitched wail into Mizaki’s chest. Soon, her arms would fall to her sides, and Misty’s knees would buckle. Misty couldn’t stop thinking about how pitiful she must look, Mizaki grinding the life out of her with nothing she could do. Misty’s mind raced, trying to figure out how she could be losing to a woman like this …

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Mizaki may have been the definition of overconfident, but if there is one thing she knew genuinely, it was when an opponent was on their last legs. Even more so when they were victim to the longest of smothers. One that Mizaki finally began to slow down on.

"Tchh...You never had a chance...and any part of this you did well in...I let you...understand?!" Mizaki snarled, turning Misty's head as to have the eyes and nose of her foe out of her bosom, but her mouth and chin still mostly in it. Misty would be able to breath, but she wouldn't exactly be getting the colour back in her cheeks instantly.

Because for now, Mizaki opted to show a sadistic element of her wrestling side that she rarely got to unleash. Namely, because it required the bluenette to actually do well, and not only establish utter control, but render a foe incapable of fighting back. And whilst with Misty there stood a chance the girl could suddenly turn things back on her through the slyest of counters, Mizaki's confidence told her she could handle it.

"Now...how do you want me to put you out of your misery!" Her dark grin growing, as Mizaki's style of wrestling often implored the humiliating feat of making her opponents choose how she would defeat them!

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Misty gasped desperately for air- or at least, she tried to. Her face was wedged hard between the ample breasts of Mizaki, and the Japanese woman was in total control. Misty could feel the strength fading from her body, her limbs getting heavier and heavier. Soon, her arms slumped to her sides and she didn’t have the strength left to support her whole body. Misty’s legs slumped against the mat and her thick ass sagged into her feet. When Mizaki pulled her eyes and nose free of her suffocating curves, Misty had a wet, bleary look in her eyes.

“N-no … no …” Misty tried to protest when Mizaki said she allowed her to do well earlier in the match, but it was hard for the model to believe it. Considering how utterly spent and defeated Misty felt, it seemed painfully plausible that Mizaki had just toyed with her.

“Wh-whuh …?” Misty panted, not understanding Mizaki’s ‘offer.’ Then, Misty sized up the girl’s sadistic grin, and understood. Misty’s eyes widened, and her cute hair shook vigorously as she shook her head in protest. “N-no! No, nonono … please!” Misty begged weakly, not wanting her opponent to ‘finish’ her at all but lacking the strength to do anything about it. Misty lulled her head back, still shaking, trying pathetically to pull her face away from her sadistic opponent!

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Mizaki had encountered defiance like this nearly as long as she had been wrestling. One was rare to ever willingly admit how they would like to be beat however. Mizaki though, had her ways.

"You've lost, now get over it!" Mizaki snarled, shaking the girl in her bosom, no doubt adding the desire to be sick to Misty and her current state. Not that she cared, shockingly enough. "You can either tell me, or I'll really smother you out! Not that you'd hate that!"

Mizaki and her grin grew all the wilder as she leaned her head back, laughing whilst making sure this hold was not one to easily be broken. For perhaps at this rate, it would be the one which finished Misty off!

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Misty choked back a sob, but she knew Mizaki was right. The bell hadn’t rung, but the match was over, and Misty had lost. Now, she just had to figure out what happened next. Why couldn’t Mizaki just finish her off? Misty’s heart sank at the thought of having a say in her own demise. She couldn’t do that … could she?

Misty thought of her training, especially early on. There were a few times that Misty had found herself getting a bit turned on in a hold, even about to take a slam. Looking up at the laughing Mizaki, barely seeing her gorgeous face past her heaving bosom, Misty couldn’t help but remember some of those times.

“F-finish me,” Misty said, closing her eyes and bowing her head, “with a standing sleeper.” Misty said the words low, face blushing, embarrassed. But, that feeling of powerlessness, that rush she would get right before passing out … Misty hated herself for it, but she wanted Mizaki to give her that feeling!