Polissage de la perle, With a good hug routine.

[APlaying]

Garlim's eyes closed tightly and she gritted her teeth as this time she sought to break Ambre's grip with sheer force. Her body strong and unyielding, even though she was in a bad situation, the blonde goddess could feel her own strength and determination coursing through her veins. Her muscles straining against Ambre's doubling her own thickness as she used her legs to propel herself and unbalance the powerful embrace. With a strong thrust and twist, Garlim managed to break Ambre's grip, freeing himself from the Frenchwoman's grasp.

Garlim's eyes narrowed as she watched Ambre recover, the Frenchwoman's words sounded defiant, as if her soul was begging her to make this simple sparring a real duel, a challenge the blonde goddess could not ignore. And the fact was that in reality both women felt the same way, the challenge this grip posed to Garlim herself only made her want even more to squeeze Ambre until there was no fight left in her, to show Ambre that she was not to be underestimated.

“Hahhh...” When Ambre took a step back, Garlim used what strength he had left to pull himself up, his muscles trembling from the effort, she had put a lot of her energy into getting free. The two women stood face to face, eyes glaring in a fierce stare. Garlim's large bust heaved with each breath, her heart pounding in her chest.

“I can tell you've practiced well, when I'm done with you you're going to be able to use your grabs in all sorts of situations, even in your sleep.” She said before lunging with tremendous speed towards Ambre grabbing her from the side and grabbing one of her arms with one of her hands, to flex it and bend it behind Ambre's back. While with her free arm she tried to grab black pearl's neck to cut off her breathing.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Even though Ambre was on guard and ready to react and Garlim was a giant, she was still fast! The blonde attacked quickly and precisely, forcing one of the French girl's arms to be slightly twisted at her back, which surprised Ambre who was obviously trying to struggle quickly... But as her hips moved from left to right, Garlim's second arm wrapped around her neck for a stranglehold!

"Nghh?!.."

Ambre immediately held her breath and thought about a way to get out of it without hitting... And the idea that came to her mind was rather crude... No choice, she didn't have much time to think! She bent her knees slightly to be even smaller and leaned her upper body forward, forcing Garlim to lie on her back so he could carry her by throwing herself against the cage behind her.