Chloe's Conundrum - Clara vs ???

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Clara had no idea about Chloe or what Simona was doing at this point, all she could see, feel and taste was Marie's excitement. The smaller assistant duly buried her face deep between the French girls legs and heightened her own pleasure by effectively smothering herself. As her tongue stroked it was like she was conducting a symphony, each area of the orchestra playing to coax a sound from Marie. Each groan, breathy gasp and exited squeal combined to create a delightful medley that was music to Clara's ears.

The girl on the bottom was quite happy to be in this position. Marie was unlike any other girl, save for Simona who Clara had already devoured with equal tenacity. If this was the shape of things to come in LAW for the liberated assistant, then girl would be queuing up to sit on her face, and Clara would let them! After being tormented by Chloe for all those years, she saw nothing wrong with pleasuring others. If Clara could mix her new found "skills" with her accidental moves, and especially her large chest, then she may well be formidable.

As Marie started to respond to Clara's licks and nuzzles, the assistant found her face being humped, and the back of her head being smushed into the canvas. She could tell Marie was close and so would exert all effort to bring her to release. As Marie came, Clara would stop and let the girl ride her. She was sweaty, hot and exhausted but the crowd roared with the show. If only Chloe could have seen how her plans for Clara's humiliation had backfired!

With Marie sat on Clara's chest the assistant, with her face framed by the girls thighs, timidly smiled and waited for Marie to get off her. She didnt want to fight back at this point to escape. She quite liked being sat on by both the sisters, a point which they must have known now. However, Clara realized this was still a match and amid her squirm to get a breath as Marie sat on her chest, she spoke

"I guess this is still a match?"

Clara wanted some more treatment of the sisters, and if nothing else to see how Simona and Marie would react as a team

[RJD]

As Marie and Clara respectively put in their best efforts to cause the blonde's slick thighs to tremble with pleasure both would be fully focused on their task, the high class made biting her lip in feeble hopes of holding back her moans as she thrusted her hips relentlessly into the assistant's face. Marie continuing to control the pace even as Clara was devouring her, so much so that Marie would fail in holding back her moans as she had a long tiring release.

Marie then just taking a seat upon Clara's heavy comfortable chest as she smiled down at her, the assistant being kind enough to remind Marie that they were in the middle of the match. " Ah yes. So it is. " Marie would repeat, getting a well earned frown from her partner on the ropes.

" Bring her over her! She humiliated me! " Simona would yell, blushing slightly as she announced the fact herself, while Marie took a moment to answer still seated atop Clara's chest. " If she takes you down again I'm just going to watch. " the taller blonde would respond, before then grasping Clara's hair and standing up, forcing her opponent to follow suit, but trying not to tug her hair too much.

Then Marie would try to walk towards her corner and push Clara into it, before then tagging in Simona and leaving the ring into the apron. The maid then cupping her opponent's chin with one hand and trying to forcibly tilther face upwards and to the side. Marie then trying to lock lips with her opponent, enjoying the taste of the assistant as she laid a wet kiss upon her.

Then while Clara was likely busy dealing with Marie Simoba would then enterhe ring and standing in front of her meaty foe, before then slowly transitioning into her knees in slow graceful motion, before them combing all her hair over her head and ears to get it out the way as looked on hungrily at Clara's hips.

" Stupid whore. If you want to act like a brothel slut then I'll treat you like one!" Simona would say impassioned to Clara, before then slowly walking forwards a few steps on her knees till her cheeks were pressing into the assistant's thighs. The blonde aristocrat then emulating Clara's behaviour from earlier as she put her arms around her opponent's hips, grasping both butt cheeks and squeezing then in hand, shaping and massaging the bouncy skin with her fingers and palms.

Then Simona would lean her face forward, her slightly blushing face pressing tightly against Clara's thighs and covered crotch. The blonde closing her eyes as she puckered her lips and held a long kiss with her opponent's covered sex, Simona raising the intensity a level further by parting her hips and slowly closing then against Clara's sex, repeating that process as she turned her head often to assault Clara from all different angles. Clara's skirt being hiked up as it was over the blondes head, slightly covering Simona although she would still somewhat be within view.

Simona having broken out of her opponent's spell, the shame having caught up with her leaving the blonde embarrassed and angry. The aristocratic blonde being eager to establish dominance again and return the favour, although she hasn't quite taken into consideration that she was likely giving Clara just what she wanted.

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Clara stayed in the submissive position. The weight of Marie was comfortable, even though she was pinned down. The dewy eyed assistant looked up at her new friend and beamed a smile She was looking with lust as much as thinking anything about the match itself. If Clara had her way, she would play seat to the pair with no protest at all, and gladly let them ride her for any count they wanted

However, their moment of lusty dreams were interrupted by Simona who was seemingly in a less than charitable mood. Clara turned to look past Marie's wonderfully smooth thigh and heard the comment from the bigger sister which drew a chuckle, probably to annoy Simona further

Clara was lifted up and went with the movement and found herself pushed into the corner. She was worried for the moment thinking that Simona was going to hurt her, or punish her for riding Simona's face. However the instant her lips met with Marie's, the assistant sunk back into the turnbuckles. The loud moan from her lips showed the appreciation of the large sister. It worked a treat from a teamwork point of view, Clara was wide open for the advances of Simona

The assistant felt her large plump buttocks massaged and moaned and then the nuzzling.

"UUGGHHMMMMMM"

Clara moaned like the whore Simona wanted her to be. The ever accidental wrestler reached down a hand blindly as the eyes rolled back in her head. Clara would fumble for the back of Simona's head and pull the girl deeper between her legs, inadvertently smothering her, once again partly turning around the whole payback Simona wanted to give

The assistant trembled at the touch. Simona was no stranger to a position like this, the flick of her tongue and nuzzles were driving the assistant wild. Clara would hump her hips forward, skirt flopping over the sisters head as the tried to give her a standing facefuck!

Clara rolled her head back toward Marie, her sweaty flushed face wide open as she practically begged for another kiss. All the time the actions of Simona back firing somewhat as it only served to make Clara want more. Clara felt the passion rise within her, she trembled and was close to exploding, a fact that Simona must have realised face buried in her wetness

"GGAWDDDDDDD!"

[RJD]

While Marie kept Clara's upper body occupied Simona had plans to make the cheeky little assistant tremble before her, this was the first time, and undoubtedly the final time someone dared to disgrace her so and Simona had to make an example of Clara. The blonde may have considered herself reasonable, but there was no way she was going to hold back even slightly, for now her goal rather than outright winning was just to make Clara squirm and beg for forgiveness.

Perhaps Simona hadn't exactly went with the best method of establishing dominance though, sure it did make Clara look vulnerable, but it didn't seem like the busty lightweight minded. In fact the assistant seemed to be enjoying the treatment, grasping the back of the aristocrat's head and burying her face between her thick thighs, showing surprising grip as she thrusted Simona's face deeper into her crotch.

Then as she got more enticed by Simona's heavenly tongue Clara would even begin to hump her hips forward as she held the blonde close in what had practically became a standing crotch smother. Not only was Simona starting to feel like she wasn't as in control as she wanted to be, she couldn't even physically keep up with her opponent, Clara's gleeful cooperation being extreme to the point where her work was interfering with Simona's work. The cute blonde being unable to keep her lips parted for long or make many deliberate kisses due to her face being forcefully nuzzled into her opponent's covered sex, Simona ultimately gifting a few kisses and licks without meaning to do so, as she started to gasp for air and let out muffled complaints in hopes that her partner would hear her.

" Mmmphmp!" Simona would cry out desperately, her hands sliding down and moving to the top of her opponent's cheeks over and over. The blonde's parted lips being stuffed against her opponent's crotch, to such a point that had Simona's red face, head and blonde hair not been obscuring the view of her opponent's crotch the fans would likely be able to see the saliva that had ended up causing Clara's sweat covered body to glisten more. Marie, unaware fully to the qualms of her partner and far too into their sexy opponent would continue with her own treatment, giving Clara another long passionate kiss and inadvertently fuelling her with the passion needed to scrub Simona's cute features from her face with a stern slick face fuck.

Simona reaching whole new levels of embarrassment as she tried to turn her face to the side to get some air, but Clara's grip was too tight. Marie seemingly in control at her end of things, while Simona was the one who was being treated like a common whore, her face being a glorified toy as Clara pulled her close. Simona knowing full well how close to orgasm Clara was, as the scent and tease overwhelming her senses were being heightened constantly, and her opponent's wet spot grew.

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Normally being pulled into a corner for a tag match, or even a 2v1 match would spell disaster, but Marie and Clara seemed to have a connection which was mutual lust as opposed to any desire to hurt one another. The pair kissed passionately, so much that Clara didnt really register Simona's plans or advances. Buried beneath her skirt, Clara pawed relentlessly as the warm, wet tickling sensation between her legs. She scrubbed at Simona's face, humping her with such vigour that had she been sat on the posh girls face, she surely would have facefucked her through the canvas.

Clara shuddered, the kissing from Marie was too much to bear, as was the nuzzles and panicked groans of Simona. Clara would now spread her legs wider, to allow more access and step foward with every hump of her hips. It resulted in Simona now trapped, as Clara effectively straddled her face, chunky thighs around her cheeks, and her legs/calves behind the girls shoulders.

The assistant had to escape the sisters advances and broke off the kiss with a moan. She looked hazily at Marie and purred

"I want a repeat of earlier..."

Clara gave a embarrassed giggle, for opening saying she wanted Marie to smush her face again. The assistant had no intention of winning the match, even getting smothered out by these pair was a win!

She peeled herself off the corner and nudged Simona backwards as Clara moved forwards. Due to the way that she had tangled herself with Simona, virtually straddling the girls face, just as before Clara toppled forward. The assistant gasped out and sat forward, kneeling down. If she was lucky, and Clara seemed to have more luck than was possible, then Clara would end up sat straight on Simona's face again. This time with her little skirt making a tent around the posh girls face. Clara would slowly realise the position and peel her skirt back to look down at Simona's smushed features.

"Gawd... sorry.. I .. UUGMMMM!"

It would all be too much for Clara who now bucked her hips back and forth with a steady motion as she scrubbed her wet panties all over Simona's face. She trembled as she was about to explode and squashed the posh girls cheeks tight with her chunky thighs and just as before, virtually enveloped the girl as she closed her legs

"GGAHHHHHH!"

Clara threw her head back and let go, flooding Simona much to the crowds delight. She was gasping and panting hard, as if to just taunt Simona who must have been desperate for air. Clara flopped forwards as the wave hit her and slowly let Simona free of her position by rolling to her back and laying on the canvas. The assistant was now wide open in that she had cum twice and was virtually exhausted. Clara was acting like a dirty little whore, and Simona of all girls knew it. Twice she had facefucked the French aristocrat by accident in the match

[RJD]

As the sisters trapped Clara in the corner things would go fairly well on Marie's end who was far too engrossed in making out with the thick brunette to worry about her step sister. Meanwhile Simona had embarrassingly had all control taken away from her in a matter of moments, the assistant grasping her head and pulling her forward and shaking her slightly from one side to the other as she humped her, Clara going a step further as she lifted her legs and placed them over the aristocrat's shoulders as her chunky thighs tightly wrapped themselves around Simona's burning cheeks.

Before long Clara would manage to break of the kiss and instead would flirt with Marie, who kept consistent eye contact with the assistant clearly sharing the same sentiment, while Simona had to practically support the whole weight of her opponent on her shoulders, and was the one having to experience a thorough face scrubbing for every flirt the two overhead shared. The thick assistant taking slow steps forward, until one applied her weight forward just a little too much and she crumbled down onto her knees out of the corner, and in the process took Simona down with her.

Simona no matter what she tried to do just couldn't establish her dominance over Clara, the gentle yet lustful look in her eyes as she swept her skirt aside to stare down at the blonde's squished features were a reminder that the aristocrat had stooped so low as to let an assistant with a crush perch atop her face not once, but twice. " MMmmphmp..." Simona grumbled out in response, her cheeks burning strongly, lifting her hands to desperate and relentlessly paw at the thick thighs hugging her face, causing her thighs to jiggle but not making much success in freeing herself.

Clara then rhythmically bucking her hips forward and backwards, dragging her cum drenched panties across Simona's royal face, making her taste and scent known to the squished wrestler underneath. The assistant picking up speed as she humped away, closing her thick thighs over the french woman's head, blocking her blushing features from view completely as now a single inch of her cute face received any light through the thickness of her thighs and crotch.

Then at long last Clara would have her release atop the shameful aristocrat's face, flooding her commoner fluids into Simona's face, giving her a facial of a life time as the cum that soaked through her panties had nowhere else to go other than slowly make their way down her crotch and thighs onto the blonde's cheeks, tongue and even between her lips. The assistant sitting atop Simona long enough that her mess had enough time to transfer onto Simona's face before she rolled onto her back and left the blonde to squirm against the canvas, hands trying desperately and failing to wipe the wetness off her features, instead just spreading the sensation of sticky wetness over her whole face.

Simona wanted to hide her face, change her name, pay of every single fan in attendance now to say a word and use her influence to delete any videos of what had just happened to surface. However she had other things to do first, she had to show everyone and most importantly Clara exactly who had power over the other, in no circumstance would Simona ever let the horny assistant get away with such a thing.

Seemingly almost ready to shed a tear, but still with a lustful look in her eyes Simona would try to crawl atop Clara, straddling the assistant and looking down at her with the sternest look she could manage.

" You...You! " Simona would start, face red with fury and embarrassment as she tried to organise her thoughts. " Dirty, filthy mutt of a whore! Y-You're not getting away with this you hear me?! Apologise! Beg! " Simona would demand, glaring down at her foe with an unconvincing look on her face, although at the very least she managed to at least not break eye contact as she tried to intimidate Clara.

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Clara lay on the canvas. She was sweaty, turned on and exhausted having cum twice in the match already. Her mind was filled with Marie's lips, her soft kiss, the way she moaned just as Clara did. Then she could recall has Simona nuzzled at her, the tingle raced along her body and aching sex, she was being such a dirty little slut but Clara didnt mind. Thw crowd was certainly loving the show of the thick assistant. Clara had shown that by accident, her smothering technique was probably the best within the lightweight division, and that any girl who found themselves in her deep sweaty cleavage or buried between her thick thighs, was in for a tough time.

The assistant brushed her hair away from her face and puffed out her cheeks, still shaking from the afterglow and thought about getting up. Simona however had different ideas. Clara looked suprised as the posh girl sat on her again. She heard the anger in the girls voice and nodded submissively.

"I'm sorry... I.. I beg you to sit on my face, let me lick you too, I promise I will make you cum hard"

Clara went a step further with her cheeky lusty comment by letting her hands come to Simona's legs. She started with her fingertips, the danced along the aristocrats thighs, then worked their way up to Simona's body, brushing her sizable pert breasts. Clara would keep her submissive display by trying to grab Simona's hands and force the girl to pin down Clara.

If Simona didnt resist, Clara would flash her a lurid smile, the chunky wrestler would squirm and make suggestions just to annoy and frustrate Simona

"You could get your sister to help....."

[RJD]

Simona would keep her glare stern as she pinned the woman who was totally not hot enough to make legs tremble nation wide, who certainly couldn't be supernaturally sensual to the extent that a high born maiden like Simona would throw away her status just to keep a pair of her pristine otherworldly panties, Clara was absolutely not such a miracle upon earth that threatened to collapse Simona's sanity with every passing moment. Over and over the aristocrat found herself forsaking such thoughts to the deepest darkest regions of her mind palace, not allowing herself to be disarmed of her ruthless nature regardless of how cripplingly sexy the assistant truly was.

Clara would then tease Simona with her seductive charms, the filthy seductress trying to work her willy ways on the poor unsuspecting aristocrat. the assistant offering words that went beyond what Simona had desired. " Enough! We have a clash of interests with me squishing your common features under my pretty toosh. This is punishment though, don't you even dare open your mouth under any circumstances. You do only what I tell you, and exactly when I tell you to do so, understand? " Simona would explain as she graciously let Clara's perversion go unpunished, playing ignorant to the assistant's wandering hands even as they brushed over her breasts, letting the woman's hands clasp her own and guide them towards the mat. The blonde aristocrat understanding fully that it was natural for everyone and anyone to want to be under her, and so she would forgive Clara for that slightly misdeed but take note that if such a thing happened again punishment was in order.

Then with a smile Clara would suggest that Marie join the Frey, which would cause Simona to furrow her brow and intensify her glare further as she clearly didn't appreciate her new play thing speaking out of term. without a single sound the aristocratic french woman inching up her opponent's body and taking a seat upon her opponent's face, trapping her opponent's arms overhead as she folded her legs in on themselves, her weight being precisely pressing downwards into the canvas through only her bottom and knees as she gracefully sat on her knees with her heated crotch burying Clara's face underneath, causing a slight shiver to go up the blonde's spine.

" You've lost the right to speak. If you wish to be treated even as a lower class citizen I advise you to think upon your actions and consider carefully what you do from here on out. " Simona would proclaim, not even looking at Clara as she titled her own head upwards, holding her chin high as she swept her hair out of her face and around the back of her ears and completely overhead as she made herself presentable for all the fan operated cameras that were taking pictures of the current scene.

" Marie, would you mind breaking her now? " Simona would ask, which would earn a grin and an immediate cheery reaction from Marie. " Of course not, I was actually worried that perhaps I wouldn't get the chance. " Marie projected towards her sister in law as she entered the ring quickly, ignoring the ref completely as she shuffled over to the pair and crossed one leg over the assistant's lower body so she stood with one long leg at either side of her opponent's frame. The aristocratic maid proceeding to lower herself directly onto Clara's crotch and thighs, letting her ample behind squash into her thighs and immediately starting to slowly and teasingly drag her hips forwards and backwards, as she positioned her knees against the canvas in a more open legged gesture than Simona to allow for more effective rubbing.

Marie then proceeding to grasp both her opponent's breasts in hand as she slouched forward slightly while bucking her hips into her opponent's own. The taller of the rossette sister's assaulting her opponent from both fronts as she put some of her attention towards fondling and squeezing Clara's breasts, clearly starting her sensual attack in a leisurely fashion as she looked down at Clara's nice body.

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Clara lay there beholding the sight of Simona who was devastatingly beautiful and classy, despite her flustered look from the assistants early slights and infractions. Allowing herself to be pinned down she heard the aristocrat and nodded her head obediently feeling like she was being told off. However Clara was always one to say the wrong thing at the wrong time.

"Yes smush my pretty face with your common tush!"

She beamed a smile up at Simona trying to be as passive as possible even through she just zinged her good.

The facesit and the way Clara was pinned down was divine. The assistant dutifully nuzzled deep into Simona. Her tongue coming out to lick submissively as she buried her face between the girls legs. Her eyes opened to see Simona speak but due to the aristocrats thighs, Clara could barely hear her.

She was however getting zero air, and red faced, Clara started to panic a little. She kicked and thrashed momentarily before she felt her legs pinned down. She realised Marie now straddled her and was rubbing her crotch seductively. Clara's eyes went wide and she let out a soft moan that would ripple all the way along Simona. She could taste and feel how wet the aristocrat was and it turned on the assistant.

Marie played her part in the erotic predicament much to the crowds delight as much as Clara's. Her breasts tingled, her nipples stood erect, her face was flushed and smothered and she twitched as much as she could. Clara was close to being over run by the sisters and cumming hard for a third time in the match. She couldnt remember if the ref girl was even present now, but if so she wanted this to be as long a count as possible. Although Clara was going to explode far before that might happen. She muffled spoke, eager for the sisters to use her for their pleasure. Each mouth movement and gasp sending waves through Simona who used her as a throne.

[RJD]

Simona after all she had scolded Clara about and specifically made sure to punish her for would not be happy when the assistant somehow both managed to belittle her and beg for her own desires relating to the pretty aristocrat all in the one misguided sentence. At this point the smaller of the Rossette sister's had already committed herself to squashing the wrestler underneath's face until she was ready to submit fully to her. The blonde not wanting a horny woman who was desperate to take any chance to take out her sexual frustrations on Simona, as much as she wanted a loyal sex servant who could and would hold herself back until she herself decided it was time for them to be rewarded for their loyalty and self control.

While Clara had not been told to worship her, Simona would just it slide since she was at least being submissive, unlike earlier when she was outright trying to drive her to orgasm. The blonde was going to be the one to get herself off and Clara's face was just her method of doing so, not the causation of her mighty release.

Once Clara's legs started to kick in desperation and panic Simona would finally start to show signs of enjoyment, smirking sadistically as in her mind this could finally be counted as punishment, the assistant needed to know that the two were not on equal footing, just because the opponent was willing to had their face ridden, didn't mean Simona was going to be any kinder or show any sign of compromise when it came to her own pleasure.

Then soon enough Marie would join the fold, pinning down the woman's legs before then sliding her eager crotch atop Clara's own, the prestiged maid showing less class or reason in her control, and instead highlighted an animal like thoughtless lust for pleasure. Marie riding furiously as she leaned forward and grasped Clara's large orbs in hand, smushing them between her fingers and fondling them quickly and forcefully as she bucked her hips forward and backwards, letting out moans and whines when she felt her own covered sex grind against her opponent's own.

Simona getting incredibly wet not only by the smother, but the feeling of control she had over Clara. The wet sensation between her legs growing to almost shameful levels, her wet spot dwarfing what had likely been expected from a seeming dignified woman as herself. the blonde purring, but making sure not to let out any unsightly moans as she gasped as her foe's muffled vibration's teased her sex, Simona reaching downwards and grasping Clara's hair to pull her closer as she constricted her thighs tightly around her cheeks, slowly but heavily grinding forwards, lifting her hips and letting them fall backwards towards her chin again and then repeating the process over and over. Although the lifting and pulling back step would be replaced with the dragging her crotch back across Clara's face after she started to get too aroused and pick up speed.

Simona had certainly acquired a comfortable throne, but with every whine, moan and gasp from the woman underneath the blonde would get closer to a shameful orgasm, but she would hold off. The aristocrat had plans on exactly how she was going to get off, and it was going to heavily display just how much control she had over her thick wonderful opponent, the blonde trying to convince herself that she didn't want to hire Clara just to " Guard her royal chambers " by establishing as much physical control as possible and ensuring that her building lust was dwarfed in comparison when compared to the poor desperate common underneath. Simona's smother purposefully being designed to let Clara feel her intense warmth and wetness, nuzzling her covered sex against her opponent's nose to let her divine scent linger and being slow and deliberate enough to drive Clara into a submissive trance.

" Hmmm that's right... submit. Become mine, don't fight it. " Simona would purr out, the pleasure present in her voice likely portraying her not so safely guarded secret relating to her slight obsession with control. Oddly enough the ref girl still wasn't stepping in, but if she did Simona would demand her to back off anyway, perhaps the ref had the foresight to know that the current pin was about much more than a three count, or perhaps another rich blonde in the vicinity had paid her off to keep the official bias against Clara.