Amber Skye vs Belinda Northman - Tables Match

[Taskmaster12]

Her breasts are doing a hefty number on the girl trapped between them as she looked to be slowly going out which would make her easy pickings to be put through the table later on. She kept it tight and on as hard as possible when suddenly she felt her waist grabbed and she was lifted up and brought to the mat. Letting out a gasp Amber let go of Belinda and stayed on the mat laid out. She didn’t expect that at all. Especially cause it looked like she had her.

[Devastated]

With some effort Belinda managed to wrap her arms around Amber's waist and heave her up off of her feet, only to then slam the fellow blonde down harshly on her back, nailing her with that spinebuster of hers! The impact was enough to set her free from the smother as she would pull her head free from that generous rack and cough out as she quickly tired to gather as much air into her lungs as she could.

Looking down at Amber, she'd shake her head a bit. Figuring that it was time for some payback, she'd try and grasp Amber by her wrists and pin both arms down against the canvas as she would slide up on top of Amber, pressing her fit abs down against Amber's midsection and then trying to lower her own generous bust down, trying to have them engulf the face of Amber and lock in a breast smother of her own. Her legs would try and reach down and slip around Amber's limbs as she would try and go for a full body grapevine pin/breast smother! " Let's see how you like it..." Belinda would huff out, still a bit short on air.

[Taskmaster12]

A spinebuster may not be devastating but she’s never known one that felt pleasant. Dropped to her back and with Belinda now on top of her she was trying to turn a bit from her when she felt her arms grabbed and pinned to the mat. Belinda then rode up her body as she positioned her chest above her head, long enough to tell Amber exactly what she had planned even if she didn’t say it before submerging Amber in her chest. The blonde let out small shrieks if shock as she protested struggling under her opponent but her face remained buried in her chest and her air was fading fast.

[Devastated]

Belinda laid herself on top of Amber and pinned those wrists of hers down against the canvas, as she then slipped her legs down and snaked them around Amber's limbs to try and lock her up into a a grapevine pine, all the while that generous busts of the short haired blond would press down on the face of Amber!

She could feel Amber start to struggle and shift underneath her, but Belinda would try and shove her chest down further down against the face of Amber trying to make sure she couldn't get in even an ounce of air into her lungs.

[Taskmaster12]

Amber wasn’t getting free as easy as she wanted but she wasn’t stopping either. Shaking her head while pushing with her legs and trying to get her arms free from the less then ample position of the fellow blond. She felt the air getting scarce and she hoped to try and get her head to turn and keep herself able to breathe on some level. Thankfully with the stipulation she didn’t need to worry about being pinned so long as she didn’t pass out she make herself easy pickings for a table finish she can try and get herself free which she would strive to keep doing.

[Devastated]

Pinning Amber down and pressing her generous rack down on the follow blonde's face to lock her into that breast smother of hers, pinning her down and feeling of Amber was struggling underneath her. The Swedish-American would feel Amber try and turn her head and struggle even more, but the Belinda wasn't about to have any of that, keeping her foe pinned down properly as she sought to press her generous chest further down against that face to keep the breast smother looked in tightly.

She wanted to make sure to weaken Amber a fair bit as she tried to make her prime and ready for going through a table after that.

[Taskmaster12]

Despite Belinda trying to keep her trapped between her breasts Amber slowly kept turning her head until she was more off to the side. It kept her still partially in tits while she was stuck but now that she had a bit of freedom to breathe she wouldn’t pass out at least. An embarrassing thought, this chicks tits weren’t even that busty! Now that her head was kinda free she would try and keep struggling with her arms hoping to get one of them free enough that she could start throwing punches to her side to get Belinda off of her. This couldn’t last if she wanted to win, she could tell she was trying to weaken her completely and it worked she’d be easy pickings for the end.

[Devastated]

Belinda struggled with Amber underneath her but it seemed as if the fellow blonde was able to turn her head enough that she wasn't getting smothered out completely. She started to soon struggle more and more with her arms and managed to free one of them, a punch came right into Belinda's side and the Swedish-American would quickly try and roll away from Amber and try and move up towards her feet.

Rubbing her side a bit as she would keep a steady gaze on Amber, wary of why the cheerleader would try next.

[Taskmaster12]

Freedom. Amber forced the blonde off her for the moment and Amber now didn’t have crushing presence laying on her. Once she saw that Belinda truly was far away from her she would turn on her side and get up. Eyes never leaving Belinda. Her body was clearly worn out from the struggles of the match so far but she felt pretty good about her chances. She needed to shut her down and get her through that table. “Doesnt look like I’ll be going down anytime soon. Hope your best wasn’t in your chest.”

[Devastated]

Belinda rose up towards her feet and looked on at Amber, she'd hear her little taunt and would instead of answering, move forward! Looking to close the distance between the two of them and try and answer that taunt with a strike. Yet, she made it seem as if she was going for a forearm strike, but instead she would kick her leg up and try and drive her boot into Amber's gut, hoping to double her over.

If that worked, Belinda would try and grab at the back of Amber's top and her skit, trying to run towards the already set up table in an attempt to use Amber's head as a battering ram to try and smash her right through the table head first.