Submission Match: Tina Meyer vs Amandine "Fireball" Mayeaux

[armandi]

Tina was silent because she wanted to concentrate on the fight as much as possible and show the opponent that she was better and ready to destroy this miraculous body of the enemy. As her cheeks and lips rubbed against each other, Tina felt excited and blissful, but she tried to focus and flex her abdominal muscles to push them into the opponent's abdominal muscles, which at that moment seemed as if easy to crush and shove inside the opponent's stomach. Tina, however, assumed that she was going too easily at the moment, and her opponent was certainly not showing all his power. When the bodies rubbed against each other and as if they were massaging each other, sweat slowly poured over the wrestlers' bodies. The bodies slowly warmed up more and more.

Tina felt the opponent's breasts as if they were crushing her breasts and trying to create one mass, but the German woman tried to strain herself even more, trying to push the enemy away with her breasts and not let the opponent take the initiative.

The bodies rubbing against each other initially caused incredible pleasure, but over time the places that touched and pressed against each other became more and more sensitive and sensitive to subsequent abrasions. Tina will try to focus on the fight, however, as she planned to survive as long as possible and ultimately win. Sweat constantly wetted the bodies of fighting and rubbing wrestlers.

At one point, the opponent put his mouth close to Tina's and as if he was trying to kiss the German woman. At the first moment, Tina felt an incredible bliss that slowly began to cover her entire body. However, the German woman knew that she could not afford too much, because then the opponent could take complete control of her body. Therefore, at some point, Tina would try to break the kiss without allowing too much, the German felt the hard muscles of the opponent rubbing against her stomach with irritating force. Aaarrrggghhh...!!!! Tina licked her lips slightly closed her eyes with excitement, then, however, tightened her abdominal muscles again and tried to hit the opponent's stomach and as if to crush that stomach and destroy the opponent's muscles. Her eyes widened and she said to Amandine, “I am ready to fight you until your body is completely destroyed. Just remember that it is your body and muscles that will be completely destroyed today and I am going to leave you soft and completely weak, devoid of energy and strength to continue fighting. So prepare for the worst. " At this point, Tina will try again to tense her muscles to push harder and harder against the opponent's abdominals.

[LunarOcean]

"You keep on saying how you'll destroy me. But look how much your squirm, recoil, and struggle. Truthfully, I think you're confessing what you want to experience than what you want to do~" Amandine's abs felt the smack of her opponent's, buckling and tensing as her abs bulged just a few millimetres more. Erotic as she was, she wasn't immune to sensual contact but her relaxed, pleasurable expression made it clear that it wasn't the pain she was focusing on. As Tina's tummy smacked hers, Amandine's only seemed to grow stronger and harder, her nips poking out into Tina's tit-mass a bit harder, her breaths heavier.

"I think it's time for another lesson in bedside manners." Amandine would lean forward again, a tidal wave of muscle and pleasurable warmth as her leaning shoulders and hardening tits crushed and pressed. Tina's upper body would be forced to bend over the top ropes with her body below her chest trapped and crushed in place by the humping press of the bigger woman. The pressure and bending would reach agonizing levels before abruptly stoppping. Amandine pulled and unstuck herself off of the flattened, bent woman.

There would barely be breathing room however as the Frenchwoman attempted to pull her off of her feet and over her own shoulders. Her arms would seize and press down on Tina's ankles, another against her chin, as she tried to put Tina into another body-bending hold; a backbreaker!

[armandi]

As Tina tried to contract her stomach muscles and punch her opponent's stomach, Amandine teased her. Her body flexed under the pressure of her muscles. With each successive blow to the opponent's stomach, Amandine's stomach grew harder. The breasts of the fighting wrestlers slapped against each other and it seemed as if they were squashing harder and harder.

Unexpectedly, Tina felt her opponent leaning forward and pressing harder and harder on the German's body. Tina's back rested against the ropes again. The opponent pushed harder and harder. Tina tried to resist, but her back began to flex more and more strongly. The ropes seemed to creak and Amandine pressed harder and harder. It seemed as if she had climbed onto Tina's body and tried to bend it to the breaking point. The hot abdominal muscles were covered with sweat and seemed more red and sensitive to another touch or contact with the opponent's body. Even though Tina tried to resist, the pressure was getting painful, so she moaned in pain: Aaarrrggghhhh… !!! Tina felt, however, that the opponent had stopped, and he clearly had no intention of continuing the pressure.

As soon as her opponent gently pulled away, Tina felt Amandine trying to pick her up. Aaarrggghhh… !!! Tina only managed to groan when the opponent grabbed her legs with one hand and the chin with the other to place her in the back breaker. Uuugghhh… !!!! Tina felt a shooting pain in her back. However, he will try to free himself from this inconvenient position. If this is successful and the German woman lands on the mat, she will grab aching back with one hand and try to roll towards the ropes at a safe distance. If successful, she will try to grit her teeth in pain and anger and try to get up to a position on one knee and will try to watch her opponent closely as she prepares to defend herself against the next attack.

[LunarOcean]

"Trying to leave so soon? It was nice to hear you sing, even if you could use some lessons."

A silly giggle followed as Amandine seemed to stumble from the added pressure of Tina's struggling. Those that knew her better knew that this was anything but weakness or a loss of balance. As Tina tried to free herself, Amandine decided to see if she could reunite her with the mat. It would not be how the blonde thought she herself would however.

By that, Amandine would simply fall backwards, using her weight and height combined to try and slam both their backs into the mat. Amandine was simply falling but the muscular arms gripping Tina would bring her down with crushing, painful force. After the powerful attack, Amandine wasn't going to let her get away.

With her clear advantage in sensuality and strength, Amandine would try and slide her body across Tina's. Powerful muscles would press and grind over Tina's like a python traveling across rocks. Yet Amandine would flex her abs as she did so, frictiously scraping her amazing belly over her opponent's as she shifted back and forth, massaging and further tasting and teasing that tight, taut tummy that Tina had been trying to prove to her was on the same level.

She'd get to test her assertion when Amandine simply pressed down harder, straightening out her back as raw belly muscle and bodily weight pressed down like a boulder. A warm, raw tummy dug into the German's, abs locking into abs and bulk kissing against bulk. Flesh would bend and muscles would push either against the oppressor or unto the victim. The warmth and sensation of intimacy was potent and Amandine couldn't help but let out a pleasured sigh.

"Flex or flatten my friend. Or really, flex, then be flattened."

[armandi]

Tina tried to free herself as the back breaker was very painful. The opponent clearly guessed and tried to thwart the German's plans.
As Tina tried to move violently, Amandine seemed to fall backwards. Tina's body was held in an embrace the entire time. As the bodies of the fighting wrestlers landed on the mat, Tina screamed in pain. Aaarrgghhh… !!!
But it doesn't stop there. The events were very fast. There was no time to react because the German felt Amandine as if she had climbed onto Tina's body and began to crush her and press her against the mat.

Once again, the German woman had the opportunity to feel these opponent's abdominal muscles as they rub against her muscles and then tense and as if they were trying to scratch and bite into Tina's muscles.

Even though the escape failed because Amandine was still lying on top pressing the German woman against the mat, Tina decided to defend herself. She tensed her muscles and wanted her opponent's abs to collide with her muscles. She gritted her teeth and kept her muscles tense. All the while she tried to concentrate and keep Amandine's abs from breaking through the defenses and piercing Tina's abdominal muscles. Lying on the mat, she felt the weight of her opponent. Her teeth seemed to be squeezing her lower lip. Her body defended itself against the attack of the opponent. The belly was incredibly hot and drenched in sweat. You could see redness on the muscles that were still working.

The opponent unexpectedly straightened his body and then as if slapped his muscles into Tina's abdominal muscles. The German woman screamed. Aaaagghhh… !!! However, she tried to tense her muscles again, trying to punch that hard opponent's belly and fend off the attack. However, slowly she felt her opponent increasing the pressure. Tina felt as if the opponent's abdominal muscles were pressing into her stomach and trying to defend herself became more and more difficult. However, the German woman was ready to fight until the very end. She thought she would keep fighting until she fought off the attack or was completely flattened.

[LunarOcean]

"Mmmmmmm~"

Tina's cries of pain were music to her ears. Her resistant musculature an impromptu massage against her encroaching strength. The warm, sweaty intimacy worth every hour that had lead up to this moment. To make it all the better, Tina's tits were completely helpless with the rest of her body held down and Amandine could only giggle as she lazily dragged her enormous mounds over and across the erect, struggling tits of her increasingly compacted opponent. It was difficult for Amandine as Tina was far from soft. That only made her more enthusiastic.

After all, it was clear that Tina wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. This was the part of the match were wrestling an opponent was replaced with enjoying them.

With her body secured, Tina's abs would be subjected to the long and slow scrubs of Amandine's now lock-tight abs scrubbing over hers left and right as if sanding them down. Only rather than just scraping friction, a lathering smoothness softened the scraping sensation as she massaged a belly she'd all but broken with her own. The more Tina's abs dipped, the more the rubbing sensation grew with Amandine's soft pants contrasting her ever-hardening abs.

Soon it wasn't just her abs that were in on this feast of strength. Her face neared Tina's, nuzzling cheek to cheek as if comforting her over the crushing she was experiencing below. Her tongue licked against the side of her neck and her earlobe while her belly all but casually molded once mighty muscles with the ease of a child shaping playdough to their hands. Every second of punishment was a second of pleasure just the same. Every inch of skin that touched skin was an eruption of erotic sensation.

It was likely a mere matter of time before the poor German would be surrendering, if not verbally, then physically.

[armandi]

Even though Tina tried to defend herself, Amandine added to the pressure. The opponent's muscles were touching, squeezing and it seemed as if they were rubbing and grinding the German's muscles. Tina seemed to groan partly from the pain and partly from the pleasure the opponent was giving at that moment. Gradually the scratching grew stronger. The muscles were getting red hot and they were also drenched in sweat. Tina tried to concentrate on her defense, but with each passing second it became more and more difficult to tighten the muscles of the German woman's stomach. Because the opponent seemed to be pushing and pressing harder and harder into Tina's interior. It seemed as if Tina's breasts were pressed together by her opponent's much larger breasts. Tina was slowly getting into more and more trouble. Her breasts seemed to be flattened and squashed more and more by the larger breasts of the opponent with each passing second, and Tina's abdominal muscles had a serious problem to resist and defend against the attack, it seemed as if Amandine's tougher abdominal muscles. Tina was moaning: Nnnngggghhh… !!! Nooo… !!!! Nnnnnnhhhh… !!!

Tina felt opponent's face coming closer to hers and Amandine's nose gently touches and rubs against the German's cheek. The opponent's tongue touches and tickles the German's neck and ear. Tina's situation was getting more and more difficult. On the one hand, she felt her belly and breasts being crushed, pressed and crushed, on the other hand, Tina felt excitement and pleasure, as the opponent tried to stimulate the German woman erotically even more ...If Tina doesn't come up with anything at this point, things could go wrong. Then Tina may have serious problems to gather strength for further fight ...

[LunarOcean]

"Look at you; so stiff and tough, coming into this ring thinking you'll make a plaything out of me. How the tables have turned."

Amandine was now simply laying on Tina, her muscles immune to the weak, ineffectual flexing of her opponent. Tina's breasts had practically vanished underneath her own, mushroomed outwards to the maximum radius before Amandine's had fully covered them following suite and draping them in a sensitive, sensual blanket of voluptuousness. It was clear however, she was in far more control than her own physical exertion would suggest. Her own abs occasionally sucked back in amidst her deep pants, giving Tina barely seconds to suck in breaths of her own to harden her own abs. What little it could do was rendered for naught as a mere inhale of air expanded the French muscle-wall back into the crumbling German counterparts, casually crushing her belly into a concave form with absolute nonchalance.

"Why do you put on this tough girl act hm? Maybe you like the feeling of being not disciplined but tamed. You want a big strong bombshell like me not to crack but melt that tough exterior of yours..." Her lips casually suckled on an earlobe, her own cheek pressing down hard enough that poor Tina's head could not move in the slightest. She was hers to feast on. Hers to simply lay upon until the last belly muscle was soft as mashed potatoes. Giggling, she shifted her abs left and right, giving Tina's a tight scrub to see just how much fight she had left.

Before she could moan, Amandine's lips closed in, prying open hers as she settled in for a long, pressing kiss that now ensured Tina's head was trapped in place by her lips. A long, relaxed moan was released into her likely gasping mouth as the crushing, squashing pressure of the bigger woman only grew and grew, patiently waiting for and enjoying the compressing of her pitiful opponent.

[armandi]

As Tina lay on the mat and the opponent's body crushed, crushed and pressed against her body, the situation became more and more difficult. Tina heard her opponent say something ironically. However, at the moment she could not answer this as she tried to concentrate as much as possible on the defense. Although the abdominal muscles weakened with each passing second, Tina tried to tense them and flex them to put up some resistance with the last of her strength. Her breasts were pressed together by the enormous breasts of the opponent. As Amandine seemed to be gently pulling her abdominal muscles, Tina tried to take advantage of the situation and gasp as much as possible because she needed oxygen to fuel and support her muscles and at the same time provide her body with the oxygen it needed to defend herself. However, after each moment of such a break, Amandine tensed her muscles again and it seemed as if each subsequent tension in her abs made them harder and harder.

Tina felt like an opponent, apparently slowly starting to treat her like his toy. The mouth and tongue of the opponent gently touched and as if rubbed against the ear and then against the cheek of the German woman, causing a moment of pleasure in this hopeless situation. Tina's head seemed blocked and pressed against the mat. Any movement seemed impossible. Tina was having a hard time tensing her muscles and resisting the strong, hard and destructive abdominal muscles of her opponent. It seemed as if the German woman was groaning partly from the pain and helplessness and little from the pleasure the opponent was providing.

Suddenly, Tina felt her opponent's lips touch the German woman's lips and as if they closed themselves in a deep kiss. The kiss caused incredible pleasure and at the same time made the body of the German woman more and more submissive and susceptible to what the opponent had planned. In addition, the long kiss made Tina unable to draw the extra amount of air that was at the moment incredibly needed to defend her body from Amandine's attack. With each passing second the pressure of the opponent grew and it seemed that the German's body was dominated and destroyed by the stronger opponent at that moment ...

[LunarOcean]

Amandine's lips separated. The same could not be said about the rest of her body. Breath returned to her own lungs, expanding her midsection and letting her hardened, stiff muscles to sink just a few more agonizing millimetres into Tina's. It was a mistake to assume there was neither exertion nor pain on her part. Pressing that tightly into a woman built of such powerful, dense muscle was not an easy task. Even as she felt the crumbling resistance from Tina's body, both her demure expression and tensed power did not falter.

She could have gone at her like a wild animal but that was not Amandine's style. She was going to savour every millimetre of tensed muscle that surrendered, every inch of titflesh that mushroomed out underneath her own, every labored breath that warmed her face.

In essence, one could say Amandine had already won. She surely thought so as she calmly rested her cheek to Tina's, pinning her once more body-to-body in their entirety to the mat. Slow breaths, relaxed and calm, lightly patted her besieged belly back and forth, each one pumping the air in and out of Tina's lungs. It was another form of domination; making it clear Tina's ability to breathe was entirely dependent on Amandine's own far mightier abs - Tina might try to flex but the casual expansion of her French opponent's abs crushed those German muscles out of the way as if they were but scraps.

It was time to savour her still, she thought, nuzzling cheek to cheek, slightly brushing her chest and tummy left and right. A soft purr exited her lips as she leaned forward to smush their cheeks further. Her tongue exited, licking across her opponent's face, comforting with her dominating press, slowly waiting for Tina's body to give in. She had few qualms about simply laying on her until she faded out.

Tina to her was little more than her reward.