Natasha Rostivik vs Tamago Oshiro - standard match

[RJD]

Tamago's gambles seemed to work out, perhaps she had the devil's luck, or just an incredible sense within those ropes. The daredevil first flinging herself recklessly into the corner, and luckily it seemed her earlier attack had kept the mighty Russian stunned enough not to escape nor counter.
Next the Japanese wrestler ran out of the corner, gathering some speed before twisting her momentum and heading right back towards her unfortunate opponent, perhaps it being a wise decision for Tamago not to give the other woman any time to recover before she ran back in and nailed her hard with a cannonball, giving the Russian a healthy serving of ass to face.

Then the daredevil crumbled out of the corner, ignoring any slight fatigue from colliding with her opponent so much in such a short time span and keeping on the move in hopes that if she didn't stop her body wouldn't have time to feel the exhaustion and fatigue that would naturally kick in eventually. Tamago dragging Natasha out with her to the middle of the ring and then waiting nearby for her to rise into a sitting position, before closing the distance with one last mighty run and driving both her knees into her opponent's shoulders and fall atop her opponent with all her weight and momentum behind her.

Then like clock work the ref dropped to the side and started the count. Tamago curious if she had just managed to gain her quickest win yet as her opponent nuzzled under her crotch, something which at first seemed like a pathetic helpless movement, until the woman freed her eyes from under the daredevil and looked up at her. Tamago being able to tell immediately that this wasn't over, although before she could process it completely she would feel her opponent's hands smack her butt cheeks roughly and thrust the Japanese woman off of her.

Tamago letting out a whine and being shoved forward, landing on her knees just above Natasha's face, starting to breath slightly heavier as all her running around directly at the start of the match had resulted in her likely tiring herself out a bit more than her opponent. Luckily it wasn't so late into the match that the daredevil was left exhausted and helpless after a major failed pin attempt like that one, instead Tamago just stumbling up to her feet and trying to create some space as she panted to get her breath back.

"I guess you really are more than just tits and ass." Tamago would comment, knowing that such a ruthless chain of moves would usually leave most humiliation focused wrestlers too tired to escape with such a mighty shove, or perhaps even finish off some of the weaker or unlucky types that couldn't process what was going on or muster the strength to escape quick enough.

[RiotGrrl]

Natasha was furious, it showed on her face as she pushed free of Tamago's facesit. She was not only mad at her rival for attempting to sit on her face, but also, and she hoped it didnt give anything away, she found the smother intensely erotic. As the Russian took in a deep breath, she wheeled around and stayed on her knees for a moment looking straight at Tamago. Natasha simply shook her head. "You wont do zat again, next time I will be on top!" and she got up to her feet. Natasha heard the comment from the Japanese wrestler and mockingly grabbed her own large breasts, causing them to enhance her already deep cleavage and mushroom against her ribcage. "I'll show you just how much titz and ass can cover Japan!"

Again it was a comment that got lost in translation, taunts and microphone skills was not where the Russian was best. However it got the point across, drawing a cheer from the few Natasha devotees in the front row.

Keeping her eyes locked on the wrestler, Natasha moved out, yet again raising her hands to offer a grapple, although the Russian knew she would have to delve deep in her bag of dirty tricks to steal the win over Tamago. As Natasha stepped in hard to just about make contact she stepped back raising her hands to fake out the grapple. Immediately she pointed at Tamago and gestured to the bemused ref girl. Natasha complained loudly in Russian about something. Everyone in the arena look confused.

The ref girl stood there raising a hand to Tamago as Natasha gestured toward her thighs and pointed at Tamago. If the ref girl brought it, Natasha was complaining about something on Tamago's outfit and that the ref girl should pat her down. Natasha was planning the distraction to her advantage if it went according to plan. All the sneaky Russian needed was the ref girl to drop down, effectively hold or tie up Tamago's legs and Natasha would explode forward, extending out an arm and look to clothesline Tamago right off her feet and to the canvas

[RJD]

Tamago was slightly frustrated at the fact her pin had been broken, realistically she knew she wouldn't put away someone like Natasha so easily, but due to the effort and energy she put in the daredevil couldn't help but be irritated. The Japanese wrestler would just need to hope that she had at least dealt enough damage or asserted her dominance enough for it to be worth all that energy. The daredevil would just glare at her opponent as she claimed that she wouldn't give Tamago another opportunity like that, the daredevil about to respond before her opponent would cut her off with something that stunned her and actually forced her to hold back a laugh, both for her sake as a serious wrestler and her opponent's sake since she was sure that was meant to be intimidating but was lost in translation.

" Ah, I see. Your tits and ass might want to cover a few sessions of English 101. " Tamago would respond, making a joke for probably the first time in her LAW career, oddly enough getting a bit nervous since she didn't know how to respond and that was just the first thing that came out, part of the daredevil's everyday persona coming out despite her best efforts to keep her character consistent and badass.

Tamago would then see her opponent offering her hands for a grapple, and thought that the other wrestler would likely go for some kind of cheap shot, but figured that even knowing that she could likely counter the expected trick into her own attack. However as they were both about to link up with each other for the grapple and the Russian suddenly started to frantically point at her and speak in Russian the Daredevil would wonder what her angle was, knowing full well this was some kind of trick.

Suddenly what Natasha was trying to do become obvious, as she pointed to her own thigh then at Tamago, prompting the naive ref girl to tell the daredevil to stay there as she patted her down. " What? I've not got anything, it's a damn trick!" The daredevil would respond, it quickly becoming clear to the Japanese wrestler just how much she had underestimated her opponent's creativity as the ref girl bent over in front of her and started to pat down her thighs, leaving Tamago vulnerable.

The daredevil could see Natasha approaching her with her arm outstretched, but knew there was nothing she could do with the ref basically hugging her bottom half, Tamago just bracing herself and trying to make a guard with her arms, although that wouldn't stop her from being send back first into the mat and groaning from the impact, but it would at least heavily weaken the initial pain of the clothesline that would have battered into her chest otherwise.

[RiotGrrl]

Natasha saw that her devious plan worked, if Tamago was going to beat the Russian, she would have to be at the top of her game. The clothesline connected and thanks to the referee, the Japanese wrestlers legs were all tied up. The follow through nearly made the Russian stumble to the canvas, and when she wheeled around to see her handiwork, she shook her arm a little bit. The grin on her face said everything that needed to be said. However the ref girl was not impressed with the tactics employed by the Russian and took a moment to admonish the purple haired wrestler. Natasha was not in the business of feeling charitable, nor was the about to let her ill gotten advantage slip away. She waved the ref girl off with a tirade of fast Russian words that no one but Natasha could probably understand.

As she got to Tamago, Natasha bent down and grabbed two handfuls of the girls hair to drag her up to a sitting position. If it went without a hitch, Natasha would slide her thighs around the sides of Tamago's head, whilst letting her slightly damp crotch nestle on the back of the girls neck. The Russian would then sit all of her weight on the back of Tamago's neck, her large chunky thighs over the girls shoulders. Essentially, Natasha wanted to squash the Japanese wrestler down a bit and put all the pressure on the girls, neck, head, back and abs. For the Russian it was more about the humiliation, using Tamago as a seat and showing her that Natasha could do whatever she felt to her. However to add a little more to the mixture, Natasha bent forward to make a grab for Tamago's right leg, and attempt to pull back for a textbook Stump Puller.

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"Zis must be really hurting. If you tap I will end zis quickly!"

[RJD]

Tamago knew the clothesline was coming, but the pain from the move would still keep her occupied as Natasha bent down and grasped the daredevil by the hair, lifting her into a seated position and slowly sliding her thighs against her fellow purple haired wrestler's neck, the Russian's slick thighs rubbing and squishing into the daredevil's neck, tightly wrapping around her neck.Tamago being powerless against Natasha, grasping her opponent's rear she to having nowhere else to hold into when her opponent's weight squished her frame.

To make matters worse though Natasha grasped the daredevil's leg and forced it backwards, wrenching the limb and earning a painted groan from Tamago as her body was forced into a painful stretch. " T-this all you got...I've felt more pain play wrestling as a child.? " Tamago would respond, her voice wavering a tiny bit as she realized her opponent was aroused at this hold, Tamago feeling the wetness as she struggled on the spot. Meanwhile the crowd continued to side with the Russian, although that perhaps would just be due to her move choice.

[RiotGrrl]

Natasha looked out the crowd at hearing the chants, always the one to show off and tease them, she seductively poked her tongue out and slowly ran it over her top lip. She loved nothing better than having a girl struggling between her huge thick thighs, and Tamago was no exception. The fact the Japanese wrestler squirmed and Natasha was grinding herself against the girls neck made it all the more delightful. Upon hearing the girls words, the Russian knew she was getting under the girls skin. "Iz zat zo little girl?" With that she let go of Tamago's leg and pushed forward, sending the pair tumbling to the canvas except if it worked, Natasha would be kneeling with Tamago face down between her legs as the Russian gave the Japanese wrestler's head a squeeze.

The Russian purposely wanted so Tamago could see her predicament. Natasha was on all fours, her big buttcheeks sticking out, giving the fans a moment to take a picture. The Russian then thrust her hips up and down, again banging Tamago's head against Natasha's crotch, but also the canvas, once, twice, three times..... and then Natasha paused, lifting higher, displaying her athletic ability and strength before WHAM! planting Tamago into the canvas a final time.

Confident that she had made the move count, Natasha was bathed in cheers. She was feeling good and couldnt resist giving a little tease. Letting go of Tamago, the Russian moved and rolled Tamago over. The crowd went crazy, they knew what the Russian was planning.

Natasha slowly crawled over Tamago, making sure that she pinned down Tamago's upper arms under her shins. Once again giving a wiggle of her hips, causing her plump bottom to jiggle, and she would sit back, staying just an inch above the Japanese wrestlers face, in as close to a reverse facesit as she could get. The ref girl was about to count the obvious pin but Natasha waved her off. "Niet...." the Russian wanted ALL of this experience to stick in Tamago's memory.

"Now Japan, wake up. It is zee time to end zis!"

As soon as Natasha was sure Tamago woke up and could hear a protest or see her thrashing, she would grab her firm round ample buttcheeks in both hands and give them a jiggle before sitting back, completely swallowing Tamago's face in a textbook reverse facesit. As soon as she made contact Natasha would wiggle and get comfortable, adding the last humiliation of placing her hands on Tamago's chest.

"Now count zee loser out!"

The ref girl dropped and slapped the canvas for a count of ONE, knowing that Tamago would be able to taste and smell all of Natasha's excitement.

[RJD]

Tamago would have to hold back an enraged response as her opponent pulled her leg and squashed her school under those thick hips. The daredevil not giving the sadistic Russian the satisfaction of hearing Tamago worry over such a disgraceful hold. Any amount of embarrassment the daredevil was suffering would suddenly be amplified when Natasha released her leg, planting the Japanese wrestler's head against the canvas and tightly constructing her head between those meaty thighs.

" Urg... Do your worst " Tamago would grumble out as her hands latched into her opponent's thighs with the intention of prying them off. Although that wouldn't be permitted by the Soviet lass, as before Tamago could even pull the thighs apart Natasha would suddenly lift her hips up before thrusting them down onto the canvas, slamming the daredevil's head into the mat and practicality humping the Japanese wrestler's skull on the way down. Earning a blush and a whine from Tamago, before she then repeated the process, her somewhat wet crotch rubbing against the other wrestler's head as her ashamed face was obscured by the canvas it was digging into.

Then the Russian would repeat the process a third time, in effect skull fucking the poor Japanese wrestler into the mat, disorientating her with this blow and learning a groan followed by a frustrated grumble. Then the Russian lifted her hips much higher than before, then slammed the daredevil into the mat with the weight and strength of her thick thighs behind the blow.

" Ahh!" Tamago would cry out, before it transitioned into pained words. " I'll get you for this, Russian..." The daredevil growled out, although considering her face was being squished into the mat by the weight of her opponent's rear her words would likely be a little unclear.

Natasha would then cemment her dominance further, reeasing the pained daredevil and turning her into her back. The Russian then casually crawling over her body and capturing the downed wrestler's arms under her shins, getting only a grumble in response as Tamago was too disorientated and stunned to stop what was coming. Tamago having just enough conciousness to see those firm cheeks wiggle teasingly from side to side infront of her until the wrestler instead lifted her great ass and hoved it just slightly above the panting wrestler, letting her know exactly what was coming.

This would cause Tamago to kick her legs and struggle under her opponent, but she wouldn't be able to move that glorious full moon that blocked all light in the eclipse of the centuary. The Russian telling Tamago to wake up, earning a groan that would suddenly be obscured as her opponent's large ass would jiggle one last time before falling backwards into her face.

Tamago's nose captured between those perfect cheeks as she could feel her opponent's warmth all over her face, each single inch of her cheeks covered by her opponent's own round cheeks. The dominating wrestler on top wiggling her hips, forcing Tamago's face to move with her slightly as her cheeks grinded into her face. " ummmphhh! " Tamago crowd out, her words being muffled as her opponent's wriggling resulted in her nose and lips being sealed in her crack, both ends of the daredevil's lips being squished into butt cheek.

Then after a moment of humiliation Natasha would finally tell the ref to count, reminding the daredevil that this hell or perhaps heaven on earth was a pin. The fans errupting in support and camera's flashing the glorious sight as Natasha played with her prey. The ref counting " One! Two! Th-no!!" The ref would yell, every count being loud and clear up until Tamago suddenly bucked her body with all her strength and kicked her feet high into the air, also of course shoving Natasha's shins upwards as much as possible. Within a the desperate movements Tamago just managing to get one of her shoulders off the mat.

[RiotGrrl]

The words of protest and struggles of Tamago were heavenly, the Russian humping her hips to a steady rhythm, each time increasing the vacuum against Tamago's face largely due to the sweat of the match so far. Her fingers kneaded the Japanese wrestlers breasts and Natasha grinned at the crowd upon hearing the count go on. She was about to celebrate her come back match with a classic Rostovik Smother when Tamago jolted and got free. Natasha slid off the girls face and sat on her rear just above Tamago's head again. She looked down at the girl, through her own legs and slapped the canvas hard in frustration.

Tamago had managed something that nobody had since Natasha took to the ring post injury, she kicked out of a facesit pin attempt. Natasha lost it completely. She was furious, she let out a tirade of Russian and scrambled back to her feet, with rage in her eyes. She adjusted her bikini bottoms, peeling the slick material from between her buttcheeks and made a beeline for the Japanese wrestler. Natasha was sweating hard and when she reached Tamago she bent down to grab two handfuls of the Japanese girls hair.

"You will pay for daring to break zee smother, next time I will let my cooch do zee work!" As Natasha pulled up Tamago to waist height, she pulled forward rubbing the Japanese wrestles face directly in her crotch, just to give the girl a taste of things to come. This was Natasha's problem, her bratty attitude when things did go her way. She should have tried to drive a knee into Tamago or kept the girl in the canvas, but she didnt. The Russian was seeing red and wanted to humiliate Tamago. It also left her wide open for any number of counters of Tamago got her head together

[RJD]

Tamago after finally freeing herself from that utter humiliation would be gasping desperately for breath, she had only been stuck in that smother for a few seconds but somehow it was so heavy that she was running out of breath. Plus the Russian humping her face somewhat and grasping her breasts had without a doubt surprised the daredevil and left her breathless and sweaty, Tamago struggling to keep up her character the moment she escaped the hold.

As the breathless Daredevil made her way up to a kneeling position Natasha would quickly approach, grabbing the Japanese wrestler by the hair before pulling her face first into her crotch, the move being shocking enough that it would take Tamago's mind a second to figure out what was going on, although the wetness and intense stench being washed in her face would make it clear pretty quickly. " HHMMTHTH!" The Japanese wrestler would cry out, her hands bringing themselves to her opponent's hips and trying to push away, although the grip the Russian woman had on her hair would prove to be too much.

In her career so far the daredevil had suffered some humiliating pins in different promotions that sometimes even included smothers, but this was the first time she had ever had her face directly thrusted into another wrestler's womanhood. It was so humiliating, Tamago could feel her nose and lips pressing against her opponent's mound, she could feel the heat of it on her face and to make matters worse as she tried to pull back she would fail to do so, just occasionally turning her face enough to see the towering figure that was casually holding her face first into her crotch.

The daredevil likely wouldn't lose to such a move, but it would certainly stun her move than any major strike or power move would. Considering her whole in ring persona relied on not losing her composure it was a huge problem when an opponent gave her a mentally gruelling match rather than a physical one.

[RiotGrrl]

Natasha was loving the feeling of Tamago between her thighs. She had decided already that she could break the Japanese wrestlers mind in this manner, but she still had a lot of wrestling to do yet to make her exhausted enough to go for a pin. With her fingers through Tamago's hair, Natasha freed the girls sweaty face and was banking on the fact that Tamago might be slightly dazed still. She helped the girl up to her feet and tried to guide Tamago to the middle of the ring. Immediately Natasha would turn and run toward the ropes, looking to bounce off them and on her return, attempt to stick out an arm. She was looking to take Tamago off her feet with a clothesline. It was a huge risk because Natasha hoped Tamago was tired enough not to counter, if she ducked however, Natasha would be heading for the opposite ropes. If Tamago countered, it could shift the balance of the match

The crowd roared as Natasha went for an early move to try and kill off the match. It may have been her return match, but she still wasnt 100% and couldnt get drawn into a long tiring match up with a much bigger and heavier rival