Ayame vs Aoki - Smothering the Ring Purple

[Taskmaster12]

Her back placed on Aoki’s extended knee and the rest of her stretched out at an uncomfortable angle Ayame knew her body was being presented for Aoki and her prying hands. While Ayame knew she was always being checked out the way Aoki admired her seemed different. Or maybe it was just the fact that Ayame seemed intimidated by the way Aoki did things and the fact she seemed so open with the parts of wrestling in LAW she was still new too. “Dooon’t touch that!” Stammering while Aoki was actually squeezed her chest and teased her nipples which was something she could safely say training with her family never prepared her for. Ayame felt very confused why this was getting to her like this. She had seen worse but in the moment Aoki was bending her across her knee and using her chest for her grip and what should be making Ayame want to get out and get revenge had her mind freezing up while she weakly struggled and her back was further bent across Aoki who kept pushing on her breast and hips to stretch her out. “Mmmaaggh!”

[Violet]

The sickening hold looked as if Aoki wanted to turn her into a pretzel! Ayame’s suffering brought about her older heelish persona to peek. The Purple Empress drank Ayame’s helplessness as she did so with how their pert breast molded against her fingers! The crowd cheered at the display! Their Empress slowly dismantled the Akan! “My my. You look even hotter when struggling!” A sly tongue ran across her lips as she watched Ayame’s slender body bend upon the curve of her knee! The way their spine creaked like an old door upon the jutted bone called for euphoria.

But Ayame told Aoki far more than the way she screamed and moaned from the hold! The way their nipple hardened and prodded her palm at every squeeze! The way their heat radiated from their crotch to her hand on their thigh!

“You’re liking this, don’t you? No need to hide it from me Ayame-chan!” Her hands then weaved to their back, clutching together as they met in the center. Grunts then bellowed as she put all her strength on her arms, lifting her and turning her over to smash her back to her knee on her stomach!

“You perv!” Her intention was now obvious with how she sported a Cheshire grin and as her hands reared… Slap! Stinging Ayame on her voluptuous butt with a meaty spank! Then another! And another! Punishing their misbehavior, each one with a thundering sound only rivaled by the cheers of the crowd before letting them flop to the mat!

[Taskmaster12]

This was absurd! Ayame wasn’t liking this at all! She didn’t care how sexy Aoki looked having her body treated in such a way was something Ayame was never going to accept or like just because it was done by someone attractive. That didn’t stop Aoki’s hands from wandering a little going across her thigh and breast like they owned them and making Ayame an embarrassed red to match her purple clothes. Her struggling only seemed to amuse Aoki who rewarded it with more mockery before she brought Ayame actually lifting the girl to turn around and plop down so that her knee met Ayame’s abs. A slight gagging noise left Ayame from the drop with her belly being struck by the hardest part of her knee to wind even the tough Ayame. She expected more of the same but on her backside but what she got was Aoki going further than that and actually spanking Ayame’s rear. “Oww! Hey Noo! You can’t just do that! Oww! Yeeooww!” Ayame was squirming when her butt was attacked with such a humiliating move. Spanks were never meant to win matches or actually hurt an opponent in a serious match so with each slap the point was loud and clear. This was Aoki humiliating her because she could, making Ayame jump like a child being punished by her mother while Aoki got a kick out of it all before she shoved her down. Ayame pouted while rubbing to her ass cheeks and hearing Aoki laughing at her misfortune and the crowd who had popped for each loud slap of her rear end. She had to fix it and she felt her anger rising the longer the cheers went. So in an instant Ayame would scream rush up and run into Aoki to knock her down.

[Violet]

The success fed her confidence, displayed by her wry smirk as she them free! Ayame was simply putty within her hands. First, the grope then the punishment that it costs! Meaty spanks to discipline her naughty girl!

"Ohohoho! I can't?" Her lips pursed in faux sadness. "By your blush, I thought you'd want more!" Oh how the Purple Empress relished with the "innocent" girls in custom wrestling, now with a chance to relive it!

But that high would soon be cut off as Ayame blitzed towards her! She was fast! Too fast for a heavyweight and rammed like a bulldozer! The Purple Empress fell to the mat with a heavy thud! The momentum forced her voluptuous body to roll ! Her back then saved by the ropes as a hand rested on the middle! She glared back with pained eyes, one closed as she gritted her teeth! The Wolf packed quite a punch!

"Tch!" She knew she had to keep the pressure and so charged, trying the same thing Ayame did but going for a tackle to bring both of them to the mat!

[Taskmaster12]

Ayame didn’t like getting angry. It made people careless and gave way to dark thoughts that Ayame would rather stay out of her head. Even now she had a voice in her head scolding her for losing it and tackling Aoki into the ropes because she would do better strategizing and planning something that would actually work. “Don’t mock me like I’m some pervert who enjoys that stuff!” Aoki was quick to come back at her but Ayame was ready for her and would block her attempt to tackle her by pushing back. With some force she would wrap an arm around Aoki’s waist and would try to lift her up before pushing her back against the ropes before squeezing her against the ropes.

[Violet]

Aoki recognizes competitors who have come for wrestling and wrestling alone! Unsullied athletes who've spent their entire lives honing their skills to trade punches and slams and expect nothing less of the sort. Those who had no space for debauchery and sense for the sensual. But that won’t do when you’re in the ring with the Purple Empress herself! Sexual is the norm and she got the skillset and the body to make you like it!

“Ohohoho~, you don’t.” Aoki chuckled as she charged! “That won’t do, my love!” Aoki rammed into the prepared Akan with a thud as the force of the two women locked on the center of the ring like two raging bulls! The crowd rallied, cheering their favorites as the heat of the match brewed!

“I’ll make sure you’d love it by the end of this match, Ayame! I’ll make sure you’d never want me to let go once I smother you flat on the canvas!” A huff of steam bellowed from Aoki, trying to outstrength Ayame one scraping step at a time. Corrupting someone as pure and innocent as they were hot served as a great motivator for the empress!

But motivation alone was not enough as Ayame’s nubile body belies her beastly strength! “Haghnn~” A failing whimper from the Empress as her arms quivered and her back prodded the ropes of where she came from. Realizing the danger, Aoki’s back foot lashed out, folded by its knee to nail the Akan right onto her abs!

[Taskmaster12]

Ayame’s natural power came into play again when she used it to try and force Aoki off her and against the ropes. Aoki acted confident but Ayame didn’t stop when she was resisting. She could resist all she wanted Ayame was confident in her strength and would win this test of wills and muscles. That confidence was rewarded by the shift and sudden failing of Aoki as her air of control faltered giving Ayame just the glimpse she needed to press on. Ayame’s efforts were getting her closer and closer to the ropes when Aoki realized she was losing and changed tactics throwing a knee into Ayame’s abs. The core of the youngest Akan wasn’t up breakable and the knee made its way in surprising the big powerful Ayame but strong enough that she was able to take it and with a roar befitting her nickname she would hit back. Aiming a knee into the abs that Aoki’s outfit didn’t hide while pushing one more time to see if she could stretch her out on the ropes.

[Violet]

The suddenness of the reversal can all be read on Aoki's panicked eyes. There was no doubt in her mind that she had the strength advantage between them. The former dealings showed as much. But after all that, the Wolf still had the steam to edge her out in the test of strength! And now with all of her momentum lost, her back pushed on the ropes. It slowly dug herself deeper into a losing battle until choices slimmed down to a knee that rammed itself to Ayame's abs.

The thud of bone smashing through flesh brought a smirk on the lips of the Empress. But in another show of will, the unfazed Akan's roar all but wiped out Aoki's confidence.

"Guhhuh!" Aoki's eyes widened as Ayame suddenly returned the favor with a crushing knee that buried its way into her belly! Unprepared and with untrained abs compared to Ayame, air fled from the purplette's lungs in a wheeze. The blow would have been enough to drape the Empress's body over their knee if not for the continued push of her foe! Her resistance turned to jelly, Aoki's body stretched against the ropes as she yielded, completely trapped by Ayame's buxom figure from the front. "Haghhn! Let me go!"

[Taskmaster12]

Aoki’s eyes were confident and seductive when she first looked into them. In her body language was full of sexy confidence Ayame could only dream of having. But now that was all gone. Aoki’s eyes were panicked with no trace of that regal confidence and her body while still sexy looked smaller as if she was deflated and panicking. It was like an hourglass. With her deflated confidence came Ayame’s growing one and when she looked Aoki in the eyes they held a fire that she rarely had now that she had seen her weak. That knee hit her abs and Aoki crumbled trying to get Ayame to get her to while failing to straighten up. Ayame would make it harder by going right back to that belly by pushing her against the ropes and would send a knee into those again to watch her composure break. “But you said I had a lovely body. I wanted you to get a close look before I blind you with it.” Ayame wrapped around Aoki and pulled her close so that her breasts were squeezing down on Aoki’s. She wanted Aoki to feel the difference between them and watch her struggle. “You were just squeezing these a minute ago. We can go deeper with that just stay here and enjoy it.”

[Violet]

There was a moment before she charged where she hesitated when it came to going strength vs strength with Ayame. The teen wrestler did have the strength for how she managed to knock her down earlier... and then trap her now! Squeezing her against the ropes as her abs felt pulsing in beats because of Ayame's knee! And if that wasn't bad enough, that moment of weakness finally gave the push for the shy girl to regain back her confidence. Aoki realized by then her trouble and her expression made no effort to hide it.

"Puuaghhh!" The second strike came through with less resistance from the Purple Empress from before. The upward strike buried it's way as if strong enough to move Aoki's heart to clog her throat. Her lungs seized up as air fled her body in a heave. Her eyes dilated and her tongue lolled out of her drooling mouth as The Empress collapsed against Ayame with her arms wrapped around her gut.

Insensate and helpless, Aoki rolled into Ayame's grasp without a fight. "Ngahhhahh!" The purplette whimpered as her chest mushroomed against Ayame's in her tight suit and her already bruised abs grinded against her sculpted ones! With her arms trapped and nowhere else to go, Aoki could only whimper and struggle as Ayame played with her, seemingly overturning the match!