Heather Sunderland vs Marie: Smother match.

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Heather gasped out a little as Marie slipped out of her hold entirely when she was made to loosen it. She frantically squirmedto try and somehow get back her advantage--but before she could, she had MArie planted atop her, pressing and grinding her crotch down into hers. She blushed deeply, doing her best to hold in a bit of a moan as her body writhed all over.

She glared up at her a little through the flustered, blushy expression that she had on--but that chop at her chest suddenly jolted her body, taking her strength in any sort of struggling away enough for Marie to plant her palm over her mouth and nose. She let out a little muffled whimper, squirming and arching beneath Marie as she kept up with her words, messing with her more and more, her teasing just seeping into her head as she was trying her best to not let her get to her.

She narrowed her eyes hard, gripping at those wrists and attempting to yank them away roughly, trying to use enough force to pull and unbalance Marie and make her fall off of her.

[RJD]

Marie enjoyed the feeling of dominance as she squirmed atop Heather groin, blushing as she reached down to cover her mouth and nose with her hands, feeling her breath and the softness of her features. Of course Heather wouldn't just let Marie have her way with her though, so pretty quickly she grabbed at both of Marie's wrists.

Before she could react, Marie felt her wrists be yanked with more strength than she could resist, being pulled to the side as she tumbled mostly off of Heather other than her legs which were still a somewhat draped across Heather's waist fron her new position.

" Heather! " Marie whined out, complaining about the veteran's defiance as she tried to move her legs and crawl to face Heather, still not planning to let her get away. From her position there wasn't much Marie could do to pin or grapple Heather efficiently, but all the same the pervy blonde would pounce towards Heather as she was likely just getting up to her feet, trying to wrap her arms around her waist to constrict her legs shut, and trying to lean forward enough to unbalance Heather and make her tumble backwards onto her butt.

" Marie! Bad move, slow down. " Simona yelled from outside, knowing that her partner was getting to hasty in her eagerness to mess with Heather.

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Heather let out a breath of relief as she was able to force Marie off of her--at least enough so that she wasn't pinned down still. She thrust herself to the side, pushing and forcing those legs away from her body, trying to get herself up fully. She watched Marie frantically trying to get her way back atop her--Heather quickly getting into action to stop her.

She certainly should have taken the sort of advice that Simona was letting out, Heather grinning just a little as she met her with that pounce. She let her stumble right into her, leaping up to try and lock her legs around Marie's head, firmly gripping her in that position. She flipped her body backwards with their momentum, attempting to thrust Marie back and flip her hard onto her back!

[RJD]

Marie was far too eager to keep up her offence, charging towards Heather and trying to grab her waist as she was rising, which was a poor idea given how good Heather was at using her well trained legs in combat. Right as the blonde closed in, her veteran foe hopped up from the canvas to snap her thighs around Marie's face, pinning her between those legs and making the blonde blush as she stared right at Heather's black cotton panties.

With the momentum that Marie had gathered from her run, Heather was able to fall back and slam the pervy blonde onto her back with a hurricanrana-esque move, causing Marie's back to smack into the canvas as she let out a grunt.

" h-hott... " Marie grumbled under Heather, taken aback by the quick shift in control as Heather had ended up seated atop her upper body. The very desire to get close to miss Sunderland that had let Marie tease and pin her down earlier in the match was now acting to the blonde's detriment as the slightly bigger goth girl was sat atop her, looking disarmingly cute from below.

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Heather fully enjoyed that little comment that Marie made, the girl clearly enjoying herself on either position. She let out a long breath as she just suddenly got up off her, ridding her of the satisfaction of the closeness she was clearly wanting. She pulled it away from her, wanting to make Marie want it more as she rushed to the ropes.

She ran against them, leaning back and using the momentum to propel herself forward, heading straight to Marie at her downed position. she leaped up shortly after, flipping forwards, aiming to land an impressive running 450 splash onto the girl!

[RJD]

Marie had stayed on control for the early portion of this match, but Heather changed that with a decisive hurricanrana, slamming her down and sitting on her chest. The blonde found that position enjoyable, but Heather was quick to retreat, leaving the perv panting and longing to be close again.

The Rossette sisters were better at handicap tactics and mind games than actually keeping up with rivals physically, so Marie was still feeling a bit too crushed by that previous move to react as Heather ran to the ropes and then back towards her. The slightly taller wrestler then flipped forward, in a dizzying display before slamming down with all that momentum right across Marie's stomach with her own.

" Ahhh! " Marie grunted, her head and legs lifting in recoil from that impact, before she went slack under Heather from that impact. From outside the ring Simona watched on, and bit her lip in anticipation for what Heather would set up. Simona knew she had to intervene soon, so she would be on the ready, looking for the best opportunity to jump in.

[TiefBlau]

Heather let out a long breath after landing down hard atop the girl, pushing herself up onto her knees shortly after. She pushed a smirk on her face fully, knowing the match was completely on her side at this point. She had it totally under control as far as she could see at this point. She slid around a little, moving behind Marie's head and sticking her tongue out a little.

"Enjoying yourself now? It seems like you like getting beat up just as much as you like dishing it out, huh?" She said with a smirk. planting her butt on the mat and gripping her hair. She tried to pull Marie back, wanting to slot her head right between her thighs, pushing her legs down across her body as she did, attempting to lock her in a nice firm headscissor hold.

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" Mmm... I- I dooo~ " Marie moaned out as she started to lose her fighting spirit at a critical time, right as the veteran was grabbing her head after knocking her vitality out of her with that impactful splash. Marie felt those soft but muscular thighs wrap around her head, and blushed as she looked down to see Heather's long legs cross further down her body, accompanied by a nuzzling of her crotch against Marie's head.

" S-scissorhold... from Heather Sunderland. " Monica thought aloud, before mumbling In excitement, reaching back to hold Heather's thighs against her head, squashing them into her cheeks as she couldn't resist the fantastical idea of getting to be choked out by a veteran with a rep for having strong scissor hold.

" Marie... you're totally throwing. " Simona sighed outside the ring, she knew her partner well and knew better than to let this continue. The smaller blonde would make her move as Marie wore Heather's thighs as a scarf.

Just as Simona got up to enter the ring Marie felt the hold get tighter as it was firmly completed, the squeeze made her mouth open and her tongue hang out slightly as she whined in the scissor hold, suddenly she found herself having to pant like a dog just to try to get air into her lungs, it was immediately dizzying and Marie seemed helpless even if she had intended to fight, instinctively kicking her feet off the canvas and squirming in desperation as she was having the life squeezed out of her.

" A-ackk- Hehhgh...errr. " Marie moaned, starting to really struggle to breath. Simona quickly came to the rescue though, walking right up to Heather casually, and stopping in front of her. Luckily Marie was holding Heather in place still, inadvertently trapping the lady in her own hold.

" You punk swine. Who said you could touch my sister?! " Simona asked, before lifting her sock covered foot and slamming it forward into Heather's face with a stomp.

" Your not allowed to fight back. " Simona explained, lifting her foot and slamming it forward into Heather's face again, this time holding it there and pushing down to try to break the scissor hold on her sister and push Heather's skull down into the canvas, while keeping her sweaty royal foot fully covering the veteran's face, pinning her down by trampling her famous visage underfoot.

Naturally the ref girl wasn't happy, but Simona was wholly ignoring her.

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Heather was quite enjoying herself, squeezing nice and tightly around Marie's head, arching her body and pushing her hips upwards to really add as much pressure as she could. Her grin was as wide as it could get, wiggling her hips left and right to rock that head of hers all over. She wanted to make sure Marie felt the full force of the strength of her legs.

"Ahaa yup! Enjoy as much of it as you'd like!" She let out, sticking her tongue out just slightly as she crossed her ankles to just--add even more of the pressure on the hold. "Give up anytime you want and I'll be sure to give you as much of these squeezing thighs as you'd like after!" She was all grins, snickering with how much she was enjoying herself, having no idea that Simona was about to interrupt the whole thing.

She thought the girl was about to give into her fully--until feeling that foot suddenly come right down onto her face! "Mgpmgh?!" She let out a loud grunt into that socked foot, her head spinning from the hit as she did it a second time--finally having to steadily release her hold on MArie, her legs loosening fully as her face was smooshed down by that sweaty socked foot!

She let out loud muffled whines and whimpers into his foot, her body wriggling and writhing, pressing and pushing at the girl's leg and foot as much as she could, her face burning up red in the humiliating position she was in.