Scientific Smothers - Black Swan vs Wicke Sykes!

[ADarlingDucky]

With Wicke scrambling away from the luchadora thanks to the masked wrestler's tongue teasing her ass, Swan would be quick to hop on Wicke and pull her back towards the center, not wanting to let her opponent get away before she could humiliate her some more! With a smirk on her face, Swan would begin to thrust her hips into Wicke's backside, pounding her thick, plump buttcheeks rhythmically, bringing moans and groans from Wicke as she dry humped her doggy style in the middle of the ring!

"Like that? Cause I can give you more where that came from..." Swan teased in a sultry tone, but despite the fact that her humping seemed to be getting Wicke aroused and moaning, the scientist wouldn't stay that way for long, eventually getting up and thrusting her legs to jump away, making some distance between herself and Swan! The luchadora gave a slight pout, but wouldn't pursue, instead standing up and waiting for Wicke to collect herself!

[SwordSavior1]

Listening rather closely, an audible slap would be heard from inside the ring as a result of Black Swan's repeated humping. Of all things to make Wicke sweat like a puddle and stick her tongue out, the unexpected erotic gesture would be the culprit. She had a presumption that her opponent would refrain from using a toy, it meant feeling those buttcheeks directly. Perhaps she can use that to her advantage. An unusual form of bait even though it might be considered giving herself up to the predator.

Upon finally separating from the masked wrestler, Wicke crawled along the canvas frantically acting as if she was escaping a burning building. Only barely a few seconds passed and she reached the ring's edge and grabbed the ring ropes to pull herself into a standing position. She took more time patting her ass after being viciously attacked by Swan's hips. Finally turning around to address the lady who attacked her. "I will accept my payment in the form of a mark against your record. Come here!" Goading the luchadora to strike first. The researcher didn't notice her right arm being snaked around the ropes.

[ADarlingDucky]

Swan would work her hips in smooth and continuous fashion, the slap of her crotch against Wicke's plump, soft buttcheeks would echo throughout the arena, creating quite the lewd noise to go along with her dry humping, at least until her foe escaped! Wicke would finally scramble away from Swan, getting over to the edge of the ring and using the ropes to pull herself up, as Swan, just as cheeky as ever, would wait for Wicke to turn around, flashing the heavyweight a teasing smile after her humping!

"Well, if you insist! I'll come as close as you want!" Swan said, before rushing forwards, aiming to close the distance between herself and Wicke as fast as she was able! If she was able to, Swan would leap up into the air, closing the distance between herself and Wicke with the intention to slam into her foe and hit her with a splash against the ropes!

[SwordSavior1]

If she was going to be teased constantly, her assailant may as well be having a great time at least. In this game of cat and mouse where the role was exchanged periodically, they would try to wear each other down until finding what truly makes them tick. Wicke thought she could form a defensive guard in time and grab her opponent to make the swan fly as intended. "Now that would be truly appreciate OOOOFFFFFFF!" She would be interrupted by the sudden splash.

Like a true flying bird, Black Swan's speed in the air was just as hard to track, although actual waterfowl were more frightening. The impact caused Wicke to fall backwards while spinning around 90 degrees. She almost fell over the top rope from this move, but having an arm snagged ironically saved her with mixed results. The rotating caused the rope to further bound up her arm. Her left leg soared right above the central area, but was halted by the binding, as a result Wicke was forced in a rather uncomfortable position, body hanging sideways and the middle rope grinding against her already reddened rear. "Uhhhh help?" It was pointless to help as the luchadora would most likely exploit this.

[ADarlingDucky]

Swan was well aware of Wicke's position against the ropes, and as the heavyweight scientist tried to pick herself back up and recover, Swan would give her no such time to do so, launching herself at Wicke and squishing the busty woman up against the ropes! This impact would cause Swan to bounce off of her foe and land back on her feet, while Wicke would become even more tangled up in the ropes, one of her arms getting trapped as she would end up entangled within them!

"Well, look at you! That sure looks like quite the bind you got yourself into." Swan commented with a giggle as she observed Wicke, studying how tied up she was with a smirk clear on her face! Swan didn't stay observing for very long, as she would soon move to the side of the ring and slip through the ropes in order to come up behind Wicke on the apron, observing her tied up figure, noting her reddened rear right in front of her!

"Aw, well Wicke, when you provide me with an opportunity like this..." Swan trailed off as she raised her hand, before bringing it down repeatedly on Wicke's plump buttcheeks, giving her quite the spanking! Over and over again Swan would smack Wicke's ass, causing it to jiggle and shake before Swan would pause, now moving to grope Wicke's butt, squeezing and fondling her thick ass!

[SwordSavior1]

How much percent of Swan's contribution actually led to the heavyweight's current state? Despite being educated, her full on awareness was less than stellar. One simple nudge and a misplaced arm led to Wicke being forced in a position worthy of being photographed...no framed! She squirmed and thrashed around with little favourable results. Her leotard fabric was snagged by the ropes causing it to ride up leading to a few whines from Wicke.

She turned her head towards Swan who was partaking in the schadenfreude by teasing the older woman and planning to exploit this particular opportunity. In response Wicke laughed nervously as the luchadora joined her at literal ringside. "A little help please?" She begged hoping that being a masked wrestler would mean her opponent had the tiniest bit of honour despite being very playful.

Wicke should have just priortised on thrashing out even further as her body was just asking to be toyed around with. "Ohhhh! Ohhhhh! Stop!" Her buttcheeks shook from every contact. The embarrassment led to the scientist's entire body look as if got sunburn. There was a little pause but it didn't mean she could relax, far from it actually. "~OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~" A moan louder than any other resembling a whale's call left Wicke's mouth. If she wasn't feeling walking like a goblin then her dignity would already shattered by the time she was freed.

[ADarlingDucky]

With Wicke tied up in the ropes, Swan had quite the easy time maneuvering around the heavyweight, getting around Wicke onto the outside of the ring, approaching her opponent from the apron as she studied Wicke's curvy frame, all trapped with no way out! The scientist would tentatively ask for help, but of course, Black Swan would instead give Wicke one hell of a spanking, slapping her plump ass over and over again as she gave Wicke quite the humiliating treatment, before moving to something a bit more sensual!

Groping and squeezing Wicke's rear end, Swan would show her foe's booty a bit of love, causing Wicke to moan loudly, stuck in the ropes as Swan chose to squeeze and grope her buttcheeks while she was captive! Of course, the luchadora had quite a bit more in mind, and despite the fact that this was a smother match, the masked wrestler seemed to be hankering to throw a bit of hentai in the mix!

"Alright hot stuff, I need you out of these pesky ropes for what comes next..." Swan teased, moving to finally untie Wicke from the ropes, untangling the scientist and tilting Wicke's head to the side in order to lean forwards and give her a kiss! Briefly locking lips with her, Swan would eventually move away, before pushing Wicke forwards and sending her stumbling back to the center of the ring, hopefully falling down so that the luchadora could move to what she had planned next!

[SwordSavior1]

The awkward positioning meant Wicke's free arm and leg weren't able to bend far enough to reach the ropes. She had to rely on an outside force or hope to power herself out of this predicament. She was figuratively immobile and Swan was quick to exploit things. After such a long spanking, her greatest weapon was swelling, the face also following suit over time.

"OHHHHHHHHHHH~ OHHHHHHHHH~ Stop! Stop! " This was a smother only match so a verbal submission didn't mean anything besides stressing vocal cords. She didn't want to admit the intense groping was a pleasurable experience but her yelling was already taken as a sign of sensual weakness. It didn't take much long for Wicke's face to burn as she stayed in a boiler room for too long. Because Swan was residing outside the ring, she couldn't be disciplined by a sudden slap or kick.

Of course there was a little compromise to being freed from this prison. Due to the luchadora's recent actions, the older woman just 'stood around' panting as a result of the sexual punishment. She would be mentally prepared for the next altercation If her willpower wasn't irreparably dented. Before Wicke was completely free from the rope trap, she found her head being tilted and immersed into a liplock. A spicy flavour entering her mouth was enough to leave Wicke stunned and entrapped.

No special treatment awarded to the veteran, being forced to topple like any other. Wicke spun around before plummeting to the mat and landing on her stomach. "Ahhhhhhhhh....AUGHHHHH!" recoiling from the less than stellar landing. Of course this was far from enough to incapacitate her, so she attempted to return back to a standing position but only had the energy to just kneel for now. "So...naughty..." The word best suited to describe Black Swan. Even after not being tampered with, Wicke's posterior remained discoloured.

[ADarlingDucky]

After giving Wicke quite the spanking and taking a moment to grope and massage her rear end afterwards, Swan had her foe in a precarious position, as Wicke clearly was enjoying herself, moaning loudly in spite of her protests for Swan to stop! And right after making her foe's rear end bright red, almost as red as her face, Swan would turn Wicke's head to face her before she would lock lips with the scientist, her tongue briefly dancing with Wicke as their lips pressed tightly together, tasting the gorgeous heavyweight before freeing her from the ropes!

After letting Wicke free from the ropes, the heavyweight would topple forwards and land on her stomach, clearly needing to catch her breath after what Swan had just put her through, and the luchadora was following behind eagerly, sliding through the ropes! As Wicke attempted to stand back up, groaning out that Swan was quite the naughty luchadora, Swan would lean into this accusation, as she approached Wicke and gave her a quick push, aiming to roll the heavyweight onto her back!

"Guilty as charged! And now I'll show you something even naughtier!" Swan chirped, before moving to lay down atop Wicke, though doing so that she was facing the opposite direction from her opponent! Swan's legs would circle around her foe's midsection and slide under Wicke's body, pinning her arms to her sides as well, before Swan would roll the pair over, leaving Wicke laying on top of her, her arms trapped and held in place by Swan's legs, and her thick, plump ass directly in front of the luchadora!

"Ya know what this is Wicke? Aw, I'm just so excited, so I'll tell you right now! It's my hentai finisher! Are you ready?" Swan teased, as she would reach between Wicke's thick, round cheeks to grab hold of her leotard, tugging the back of it aside! Swan soon had Wicke's bare booty in front of her as she left the heavyweight scientist trapped in her hold, almost pausing as if to give Wicke an opportunity to let sink in what was about to happen to her!

[SwordSavior1]

While there was short-time enjoyment accompanying being used as a toy, it made Wicke all the more demeaning to take handouts. She tried to flush out any dirty thoughts so her mind wouldn't be wired to consent towards further beatings, but the special savour still danced on her taste buds. Unable to regain her bearings, Wicke wasn't able to prevent herself being turned over like a tortoise, even if it was the simplest of nudges.

Her first assumption was that Swan would use her face as a cushion. It seemed simple enough to hold her breath for 5 second and grab some fabric before tossing the middleweight to the side, but the veteran found herself surprised by sitting a bit lower along the side. It seemed the luchadora was one step ahead by ensuring most of her torso and most importantly the arms for a crushing headscissors. "Ahhhhhhhhhh I plead...plead...to anything else!" Her begging would be answered by their bodies flipping into another comprising position. Perhaps she should have been more specific.

The constant rolling turned out to be setup for one of Black Swan's killer moves, a manoveure to break Wicke's resolve so she can reap the remains. "No...no anything but that!" Despite never witnessing the move in action, she knew it would be rather taxing on her resolve. Her howls flowing through the wind from yet another leotard tug. No head shaking or excessive sweating was leading to any progress.