Aoki Natsumi vs Heather Sunderland - Two Shades of Purple

[Violet]

Heaven came down on Heather hard! It was only a minute down the official clock and she was being smothered silly already. Just what she deserves for the dropkick earlier, she thought. Payback through smother should be considered kind even. Yes, she's taking her breath away. But she's also giving her heaven! People would pay big bucks just to be smothered like this by her. Oh, how ungrateful her foes are for not just accepting it then leave.

Then to up the ante, Aoki stacked a grapevine hold on top of the smother, locking her in. She ground her without a break. The very physical grapple elicited moans through parted lips. Cheeks painted with a tinge of rosy red. She ground her more and more, upping the intensity.

"Ahnnn...what a good girl just writhing like that" Through shaky breaths, she mustered herself to taunt Heather more. "Just stay there will ya?" She chewed on her lips. Heather's sultry breath to her sensitive rack worked wonders with her.

But it only served to distract her from her main goal. She teetered to the side because of Heather's strength. Suddenly bucking her off of her, she's now the one laying on top of the purple fighter. Aoki couldn't do so much but yelp in this sudden turn around making her vulnerable to Heather's plans!

[TiefBlau]

Heather was getting more and more flustered beneath Aoki--her head spinning at just the thought of the girl enjoying her position over her like this. Her moans making her even more flustered by the second. She was..almost getting lured in by her grinding and the things she was saying as if the girl was infecting her head with the thought that she should be just melting in her smother.

Finally though, Heather was able to push and struggle her way out of it- pushing up and rolling the two of them over! Heather had to take a bit to desperately breathe in and out, sliding up to straddle Aoki's hips as she did.

"Mnghaah---haah!! T-those...those things should be illegal!!" She let out, shaking her head slightly as her head was still pounding heavily from how long she had been trapped underneath her. She slapped her own cheeks a couple times, looking down at her as she did, her eyes heading straight to that chest of hers...This wasn't something Heather usually did..but they were just..looking like they were taunting her as they moved with Aoki's breaths, making her click her tongue.

"These things..won't..get me again!" She let out, bringing both her hands down, trying to grab down at her chest and squeeze and knead at her breasts!

[Violet]

The tides of this match turned in a time shorter than you'd need to flip a coin. Despite being smaller, Heather bucked Aoki off of her smoothly. The physicality of the smother was what sidetracked her for it to happen. Yeah, that's it! She thought. She let her frustration known with a huff; her head swayed side to side in an attempt to dislodge the fluster on her cheeks. But Heather's expression didn't help on that matter—their face was in full bloom in rosy red as she tried to catch her breath. Their retorts about her breasts and the event moments before spurred a chuckle from her throat.

But before the Purple Empress could react or attempt to get out of her predicament, Heather grabbed handfuls of her ample bosom, kneading it like dough.

"Ahhnn~ bu..but they will! Ahnn~ over a-mphhh~and over till you surrend~ahhh."

Words were hard under such spell. Moans escaped her mouth at each squeeze! Supple, clad in purple flesh spilled in between their dainty fingers. Her body quivered and squirmed under Heather from the overflowing sensation. Her eyes clammed shut, lips let loose and cheek painted with rosy red. Her head craned back as her back arched; her hands clutched Heather's forearms like vice-grips trying to pull them away.

[TiefBlau]

Heather shook her head, refusing her words as much as she could as she squeezed and groped at her chest. She was doing it as if doing so was going to disarm Aoki from using them in the future..even though she knew full well that wasn't exactly the case. She felt her grip at her forearms, gritting her teeth as she started to steadily pull her hands away.

"D-damn.."

Heather cursed out, struggling to keep her grip--until she had a different idea come into play. She slipped her legs around her waist as tightly as she could, arching her body just a bit before trying to lock them around in a bit of a bodyscissor hold, falling to her side to get a little better leverage in the hold if she could manage.

[Violet]

Hands seized Aoki's voluptuous breasts, kneading it like dough! Supple flesh spilled between gaps of their cupping dainty fingers at each pulp!

It was like holding a monster by its fangs - its most dangerous weapon, trying to clip it. Heather molested her; each squeeze meant to subdue the Purple Empress underneath her! No one could blame them. Aoki is one potent foe when left unchecked with that mighty rack of hers! And it was just as hot to squeeze them as it is to engulf one's features!

Thus far, Heather's plan was working flawlessly! An eye closed shut, mouth agape with no retorts but honeyed moans; it was as if Aoki was capped with a spell, invigorating the fire in her countenance! Each dance of their fingers taxed her effort to resist! Their hands controlled her by her breasts like a throttle and a stick, each squirm and buck - a submissive response to their squeeze she could muster!

But she wouldn't be here if a squeeze fazes her, Aoki's the Purple Empress after all! She was quick to grab their hands and try to pull them off! Inching to freedom wasn't too bleak until they changed up their tactics! She let out a short scream as their legs ensnared her waist like vice grips! She turned it to a wince, shutting her mouth, not to give her foe the satisfaction of hearing her scream. She hissed through the pain as their leg muscles started to crunch her soft core.

She needed an out and fast! She closed a hand to a tight fist, wielding it skyward before coming down their hamstring! Sending shockwaves of pain was its goal so their legs would be easy to peel. That, she'll do almost right after, clamping them with her hands and trying to pry them off!

If success merited her attempt, a reversal would soon come. Keeping hold of their limbs, she'd try to stand on her knees. Still, between their legs, she'd then push them. Skyward and until they sit atop their upper body in a matchbook pin! Leaning upon the pin, her bust would hover once again above their head, poised for another potent smother. But she'd hold back, merely to taunt and get under their skin.

"Told ya! They'd always be on top of your face in this match!"

[TiefBlau]

Heather pushed and struggled with Aoki, her body twisting and turning left and right as she fought to keep a firm grip on the girl as much as she could. Her little fight to keep her beneath her in a molesting position had fell through quite quickly, leading to her trying to readjust and get those legs firmly around Aoki's waist.

"Hmph..see what happens when you take legs like these! Some of the strongest thighs in LAW for sure!" Heather stuck her tongue out a little, arching her body to squeeze at that waist as tightly as she could..until feeling Aoki strike hard at her hamstring. The impact rocked her thigh hard, her body tensing up from the hit, releasing her waist for long enough for Aoki to push herself out of the hold.

Heather groaned out in pain, shaking her head as her legs were steadily pushed out, spread full with Aoki pushing and pulling at her legs. She was folded over quite a bit, forced into that matchbook style pin as she arched and squirmed all over the place..only to look up and see that huge, taunting chest just hovering over her face.

"A-aah--wh--D...don't you dare!! G-get those things out of my face!!" She whined out, arching her body, desperately kicking with her legs to try and unbalance her out of this pin position!

[Violet]

The groping that ensued was critical. There, under a despicable heel, Aoki felt vulnerable. But she couldn't say the transition was any better either. Two torturing legs were poised to squeeze her to smithereens! She felt just as helpless.

"GAHHHAHH!" Her body bucked wildly as her face scrunched in pain. The writhing didn't help at all, finding herself like dough between two rolling pins that are their muscular thighs!

Heather wasn't lying; her thighs were damn powerful! Aoki's position is going dire every second! And so, she swung! A stabbing strike to pound the very limbs shackling her! She vested all her strength with one strike; Aoki couldn't take it any longer.

Alas, Heather gave. Turning the tides back in her favor as she held them in a matchbook pin, breasts hovering over their blushed face like a looming disaster! Aoki smirked at the sight. As if the setback she had were well behind her already.

But that position didn't last either as Heather kicked Aoki off her, "GAHHH!" making her stumble.

But that doesn't mean she'd let her prey off the hook as Aoki was quick to be back on the move. She'd try grabbing Heather by her hair, tugging her back to her feet. Then, she'd throw them to the corner with an irish whip! If successful, Aoki would soon follow up, charging towards them like a brazen bull for a corner spear!

[TiefBlau]

Heather grinned as she was able to force Aoki off of her with her kicking, shaking her head a little before rolling onto her front. She took a couple deep breaths in and out, about to push herself up fully before she felt that sudden grip on her hair. The pulling sent a sharp pain through her scalp, Heather nearly flailing as she stumbled to her feet.

"O-oww ow!! Fuck!! L-let--let go of my hair!!" She whined out, stumbling all over with her grip and pulling until she was whipped hard right into the corner, bouncing a little from the impact, leaning back against the corner as she took a sharp breath through her teeth. She cursed under her breath, unable to just..get some space from Aoki's grasp--and then it was clear Aoki wasn't going to give her any space.

She grunt out loudly as she slammed her shoulder right into her gut with that corner spear, the pain rushing through her, knocking the air out of her a little as she was just..slumped in the corner, her arms hooked over the top rope being the only thing stopping her from just dropping down to her butt in front of her after that move.

[Violet]

It might have been foolish to waste an opportune moment like that. But for Aoki, it served her perfectly well. She's getting under Heather's skin, and she knows it! Their incessant whine, blushing face and forceful kick were prime proofs of it! And so, she seized Heather by her hair and tossed her to the corner and charged, brimming with confidence!

Shoulders jutted forward; she rammed Heather's stomach with a sickening thud! So powerful was the move that Aoki's assets bounced upon contact as she pushed her shapely frame with Heather's! The rack that haunted them until now pressed to their smaller one. Surprisingly, Heather remained standing, albeit slumped. It's better this way, she thought, so she hadn't had to force them up their feet so their eyes could meet!

Here, The Purple Empress peeks from the surface. The dominance was stark, and that's what feeds her persona! "If my breasts didn't sell to you. I wonder what you would feel if it's the other way around!"

She'd then turn around and smash her hips to their guts with a hip attack, keeping them in check! Grabbing the top rope, she'd then climb the corner with Heather sandwiched between her plump body and the turnbuckles! She'd grind and snake her ass up their body until it hit the jackpot—their face! She'd smother, crush and smash their helpless face against her rump. Each twerk and buck would mean their face would bounce back from the turnbuckle and back to her assets again!

Amidst all the chaos of the move, their unusual position made sure that the crowd can perfectly see Aoki's butt in action!! A rarity in a match where a normal facesit and stinkface usually constricts full view. The crowd roared to life as each shake of her hips saw her overflowing cheeks clap against the helpless, trapped girl's demure face!

"Enjoying this better?" She chuckled.

[TiefBlau]

Heather was just..enduring as much as she could, deep breaths coming in and out of her mouth as she was just..holding her self up with that top rope. Her chest was riding and falling dramatically, shaking her head just a bit with it spinning with the abuse she's taken. She clenched her fists tightly, just shaking her head, averting her eyes from Aoki's continuously alluring body.

She blinked a couple times at her next words, her mouth hanging open just a bit in thought before she just thrust herself around, slamming those wide hips straight into her gut!! Her eyes widened as the air was knocked out of her hard, Heather coughing and gasping just a little, shaking her head as her legs were scrambling to keep her up.

"A-aghk...guh..D-damnit.." She shook her head just a bit, blushing deeply with her just continuing to tease her, grinding all t he way up her body with that thick, engulfing butt, feeling it run over her abdomen--and then her chest--shaking all over her--until finally her thick ass was pressing against her face!

She grunt and yelped out with those bucking and twerking hips slamming into her face over and over, just smooshing that butt against her features over and over..it certainly didn't help when she heard how much the crowd was getting into it..just loving every little moment of her face being battered by that incredible butt of hers. She was blushing deeply, groaning in her frustration and embarrassment, squirming and wriggling all over until she just..desperately brought her hands up.

A loud muffled yell came from her mouth, trying to slam her fists up to her sides , wanting to slip out from between her legs--hoping to get the girl up seated on the top with her escaping!