Trisha Andrews vs. Mina Takemi - Written in the Stars

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Trisha chuckled when she heard Mina's response to her words. She watched the mature woman unfold herself and roll onto her hands and knees. She would wait for her to rise back up onto her feet, smiling all the while.

"Oh? Is that so?" Trisha said as she would stand before Mina. "Then, you wouldn't mind if I do this, right?" Now that Mina was on her feet, Trisha would swing her hand at the direction of the mature woman's tits, hitting her with a vicious knife edge chop. She wanted to see if those breasts would bounce from impact or not. She also wanted to see if Mina would squirt out more milk from the hit.

Not satisfied with just one chop, Trisha would go for another chop, using her other hand and delivering a diagonal knife edge chop from another direction. Those breasts were nice targets for her, after all, and it would be a waste to ignore them while they were still there.

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She could still hear Trisha's accusations in her head as she pushed to her feet. How dare she say that she enjoyed being milked! Her heavy breasts felt full and sore from the abuse. Her nipples ached and throbbed. It made her head fuzzy and her senses dull.

*SMACK!* The chop resounded throughout the arena.

Mina's tits jostled within the tight confines of her lycra leotard. They bounced and jiggled within the elastic in a way that shook the entirety of Mina's upper body. And a soft spray of white pulsed through the attire as the chop doubled as a squeeze.

Mina tried to scream. But what came out was an undeniably erotic purring moan. "Ohhhn~" The release of tension built up in her firm tits was ecstasy. The feeling of her milk spraying out of her nipples was heavenly, especially in tandem with the agony of being struck.

The second chop dropped her to her knees and forced a spray from the other breast. Mina's back arched and her eyes went wide. "F-f- Oh god~" She whimpered. Her hips shook and her thighs grew damp. Saliva ran out of the corner of her mouth as the match faded from her consciousness. Instead... All she could think about was how... Fucking good her tits felt.

She sagged on her knees panting. Her arms hung limply at her sides. "Hnn~ M-my t-tits..." She whimpered. She didn't finish the sentence. She was too overwhelmed by her weakness to being milked to confess... Just how good it felt.

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The feeling of striking her opponent's tender breasts with her chops was so good that Trisha wouldn't be able to forget it anytime soon. She chuckled upon seeing her opponent spurting out her milk from her nipples upon having her tits struck like that. Seeing that Mina had dropped down onto her knees, Trisha put her hands on her hips, walking around her opponent and moving to her back.

"Now look at that. You're one dirty, perverted mama, Mina Takemi. I bet you get off from getting your tits hit like that. What a dirty woman..." Trisha decided to trash talk her opponent as she would stand behind her. Then, she would grab her from behind, forcing her to get up before she get her arms under her opponent's armpits, snaking them around before having her hands behind her neck, putting her in a full nelson.

"Now, let everyone see how dirty you are. Shake 'em up for boys and girls out there! Give 'em a show!" While trapping Mina in the full nelson, Trisha would begin shaking her roughly, making sure to make it a show for everyone present, either in the area or at home. The cameramen would focus on the mature woman's milky tits, and the arena would be filled with joyful cheers.

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Blurry-eyed, she watched Trisha's boots as they landed on the canvas around her. She followed her footfalls until they disappeared behind her. She wasn't sure why her eyes followed them... It certainly wasn't because she was paying attention to the other woman. All she could think about was the soft thrumming that filled her ravaged breasts.

"Haah... Haah..." She exhaled deeply as Trisha got in position. And then let out a passive "Uhn- No! I'm not a perverted mama!" as her only defense to Trisha taking control of her upper body.

She was jerked bonelessly to her feet. This allowed the camera to get the perfect shot of her exhausted expression. Her mouth hung open as she panted. Her eyes were half lidded. And her cheeks were rosey red. She wasn't physically tired. She was overwhelmed by the lewd sensations that filled her heavy milkers.

"Mmmnyah~" She cried out as Trisha locked in the full nelson. The position put tremendous pressure on her neck and shoulder blades. So much so that Trisha's shaking caused her eyes to go wide with pain. But when she did, she got a view of what the cameraman was truly trying to capture.

"Mmn~! S-stop! Ohhhh~" She half cried out, half moaned. She looked very much the desperate damsel rather than the dominant wrestler she'd been minutes ago. And what had brought her to that level of distress was the sight of her perfect, treasured tits! They were bouncing within her leotard, completely unrestricted.

Trisha was commanding her body shamefully. Her leotard was darkened around her nipples. And worse, all of the jostling caused them to scrape across the wet lycra! Stimulating them and sending electricity through her ensnared body and fading mind! "Ohn~ G-god!" She whimpered as her eyes rolled. She was exposed, even with her clothes on. The world was watching her... And humiliatingly... It made her even more aroused... She felt her belly tighten as her body enacted plans to betray her pride and mind.

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Holding Mina in the full nelson, Trisha smiled, thinking that her opponent should've learned already the price of humiliating her earlier. Making sure that her body would in full display, Trisha would continue shaking her opponent's body while trapping her in the full nelson before she decided to inflict more damage on her already battered tits.

"Now, down we go!"

Instead of releasing Mina, Trisha decided to bring her forward, as if trying to send her down with a full nelson facebuster. But in this move, Trisha would have Mina land on the mat tits first, making it a titbuster instead. She knew that the impact would leave a tremendous damage on her opponent, and she wanted to see what would happen if Mina's milky boobs hit the mat like that.

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Her world was a kaleidoscope of pleasure and pain. Her neck and shoulders felt as if they were going to separate. They burned with agony as the ligaments in her shoulders felt as if they might tear! The weight of her tits as they were shaken left, right, up, and down put further strain on the full nelson. Her opponent was just as strong as she... And so she couldn't power her way out.

And worse... The feeling of her aching, over-sensitive, and needy nipples as they slid against her too-tight attire kept her from wanting to. It... It felt so shamefully good. It filled her ears with a ringing that prevented her from thinking. "F-fu-...Ohhh~" She could do little other than gasp and moan. Her open mouth leaking saliva as the complicated sensations pulsing through her body melted her mind.

It left her incapable of defending. And when Trisha smashed her into the canvas, she did so with vicious intent!

*CRASH*

"AHHHHHHHH~ GOD!"

The Motherweight's world shattered. The agony in her neck and arms disappeared. She could feel nothing other than her devastated breasts as they pancaked against the canvas! All of the breath in her body left her in a howling shriek of agony! Her voluptuous figure spasmed. Her hips bucked and slapped against the canvas and so did the toes of her boots as she sobbed pathetically.

The impact upon her breasts had broken the dam. Her nipples gushed, ruining the front of her attire. And the whining hadn't been entirely from pain. Her hip thrusting had been the result of her lower body giving in to the delectable abuse her body had been receiving. The crotch of her attire was ruined and her cheeks were red with arousal. Even now, face down and untouched, her inner thighs spasmed and an aftershock brought on a fresh pulse submissive pleasure.

"Unnnnn~..."

She was left panting and whimpering on the canvas. Her body twitched occasionally. The fight had left her body, along with a humiliating breast-induced orgasm. She never could resist a young woman. Though this wasn't the way she'd intended to get fucked.

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Sending Mina down onto the mat with the vicious tits buster was so cathartic for Trisha. She would get herself up on her knees, taking a look of the state Mina was in, and she couldn't help but chuckle upon seeing how pathetic she seemed after having her breasts flattened against the mat. She even came from it. The strong woman who had molested her earlier was no more, and replacing her was this pathetic pervert who was enjoying her own pain too much.

"Heh, pathetic..." Trisha said as she would rise up, grabbing Mina by her head. "To think that you're one of the stronger women here, all you're good at is being a perverted loser. I guess I should end this to spare you more humiliation, at least." Just to add insult to injury, Trisha would give Mina's cheeks a few slaps before she decided to hoist her up onto her shoulders, putting her into a torture rack. Mina was heavier than most girls she had fought before, but she would have no problem putting her onto her shoulders.

She would then start parading Mina's body around, stretching her back and displaying her body for all to see. It was clear now that Trisha wanted to finish her off after this, but not before giving her one last humiliation. The crowd cheered and hooted, enjoying the dominance that Trisha displayed over the motherweight.

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"Ngh... L...Let go." She protested as Trisha took her by the head. It was nearly all of the fight she had in her. She grasped at Trisha's hands and tried to pull them away... But she couldn't breathe. Her tits throbbed! She was so dizzy. She couldn't force any strength into her muscles.

"H-how dare you!" She spat the words at Trisha just before the other woman slapped her cheek. Her face reddened under the teasing strikes and made satisfying and shameful sounds. The action infuriated the mature wrestler!

She lashed out! A dying swing of her right arm meant to take Trisha off her feet!

But it sailed overhead as Trisha maneuvered her 180 degrees! The sloppy punch helped her opponent hoist her up onto her back!

"AHHHHH~! N-NO! STOP!" She panicked! The pain inspired a return of strength! But only so that she could flail and kick and agonize as Trisha bent her over her powerful shoulders!

The new position was hell on her back. And worse, it put the results of their battle on shameful display! On the left side, her thighs were spread. Her attire was pulled into the valley of her sex; soaked through and dripping. On the right, her heavy tits jiggled and bounced. The upper half just as soaked as the bottom. And after enough jostling, one of said tits fell out. The beautifully pale pink bud atop it's center still dripped just slightly with a tit-fighters shame.

"M-My back! You're... I'm going to! Agh! AHHH!" Her eyes went wild as Trisha continued to torment her. Her hands spasmed! She grasped Trisha's shoulder, placing her palm flat against it! She appeared to be fast approaching her breaking point!

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Hoisting Mina up onto her shoulders, Trisha subjected her to a torture rack, in which her back was stretched painfully while displaying her body for everyone to see. Shaking her body while parading her around, Trisha grinned, knowing that her opponent had reaped what she sowed for humiliating her earlier. Typically, it wasn't her style to humiliate her opponent like this, but Mina had just made it personal for her, hence the humiliation.

"Look at you. What a lewd woman. No wonder everyone loves seeing you lose. You're just so sexy when you're beaten like this." Trisha decided to deliver a few more barbs before she executed her ultimate move on the motherweight before she hoisted Mina's body forward, looking to bring her down onto her waiting knee, bringing the mature woman down from the torture rack into a backbreaker, which was her finisher that she called Stone Breaker!

Just to add salt to injury, after hitting the Stone Breaker, Trisha would keep Mina's body draped over her knee, making sure to keep her body stretched just so that she could see the face of the mature woman. This should be one last humiliation that she had to endure before being put down and pinned.

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The match had started out so well for her. The Motherweight had put on a dominant performance and even indulged in the body of her foe. She had taken on her role as veteran gatekeeper with aplomb!

But now, as she hung from the powerful shoulders of that same woman, she regretted it. She'd spent far too much time playing. She'd chosen to make Trisha blush rather than scream. And as a result, it was her who had been left whimpering!

Her heavy tits hung by her face. Her nipples sore, swollen, and shamefully wet. Her eyes teared up from the agony and her mouth was agape as she gagged on the pain!

"Ngh! I can't! Hahn! I'll! I'll die!"She whined and moaned as she labored in the submission hold! Her fingers twitched and exposed her palm! She couldn't take anymore! She had to tap!

*CRACK*

A second later, the lewd middleweight found herself dashed upon the rocks! Her back crashed down on Trisha's upturned knee!

Her back bowed! Her legs spread! She screamed!

"AHHHHHH!"

And then, drooling, she went limp. Her body draped backwards upom Trisha's knee. Exposed and undeniably defeated. Everything was on display. Her lewdly soaked thighs. Her deliciously dominated tits. Her agonized expression.

Trisha could take the victory as a KO. She could pin her. With some more work she could even wake her up and wring a sobbing submission from her. But in this moment it was clear... The Motherweight could wrestle no more!