Body vs. Bunny: Hana vs. Karen Starring!

[Luncha_Libre]

"Hnnnngh," Hana groaned, as her body was squashed beneath Karen's muscular form. She'd been totally unprepared for Karen to come back at her so fast or hard, and was now paying the price for her momentary cockiness. Thrashing beneath Karen, Hana was in a bit of panic, her writhing body suffering massively beneath the powerhouse. Her chest was still tender from Karen crashing into her, and it hurt a bit to try and force air back into her lungs. Worse yet, Karen wasted no time taking her by the wrists, and pinning her to the mat. The ref came down quickly, to start a count.

"ONE!"

Hana's eyes got even wider, as she realized what was happening. "Nnnooo~!" Hana moaned. Karen's threats made the rookie pause a moment, fearing what might happen to her if she didn't just lie back and accept defeat. However, Hana had to weight that threat against the total humiliation of simply lying back, and letting Karen finish her off like this ...

"TW-"

Flxing her arms and shoulders, Hana pushed with all of her might. She bucked her hips against Karen's, trying to unseat her enough to push her shoulder off the mat, breaking the pin count. Wincing, Hana braced herself. She was going to have to face Karen's wrath, now, but she told herself that at least she still had a chance.

[Devilish53]

Even with all her confidence and cockiness, Karen knew that even with disorientation working against Hana, a pinfall here and now was not likely. Yet still Karen acted as if defeat was on the horizon for her foe, as her smile bore down on her.

"What..a...fucking shame.." She'd whisper, practically with a tender tone given the close proximity of the two women, as Karen continued to haplessly use the redhead as a mattress. She'd bounce, just the once, to give a patronising motion atop the busty redhead, with the amazons toned abdomen grinding down and somewhat digging into Hana's own. A pin break still came, but Karen had her fun regardless. Rolling from the rookies own modest frame, Karen's hands slipped quickly to her foes shoulders, in an attempt to force the redhead up onto her knees in front of her.

With little good intention.

"Why not have a little kip...you lame fuck..." Words firing off as sharp as ever, Karen attempted to rather intimately wrap her arms around the shoulders and head of a foe. Seemingly looking for a lover like embrace, Hana would soon find herself victim to an attempt from a front sleeper from the amazon; with their mighty chests banging together yet again, as Karen somewhat tried to smother the girl against her collarbone.

[Luncha_Libre]

Hana was gasping for air when she manages to push herself out of the pin. Her eyes were wide, mouth gaping, chest and shoulders heaving. Trying not to let fear completely take hold of her, Hana focused on her breathing, and forget about the merciless woman on top of her.

Hana whimpered as Karen bounced on her, the two women's powerful bodies grinding a bit on the mat. Hana winced, biting her lip as she tried to ignore the humiliation of Karen liesurely lying atop her. This was hardly the dominant wrestling display the Japanese woman had been hoping to put on, tonight!

"Nnngh," Hana moaned, as Karen took her by the shoulders and pulled her up to her knees. "L-let go ..." Hana pouted, her head rolling from one side to the other fitfully. Hana lacked the strength to really fend Karen off at the moment, her arms hanging limply at her sides. Hana went red at Karen's insults.

"I-I'm not lame ..." Hana growled, even as Karen pulled her close and embraced her. "N-no ..." Hana protested. Her body was pressed hard into Karen's, tucked tight against her. Hana felt hot and flush, as her ample breasts would press into Karen's, her face getting tucked into Karen's collarbone as the stronger woman locked in a front sleeperhold. Hana's body began to perk up, her subconscious detecting danger. Hana's arms flailed at her sides, a bit, her legs kicking. She tried to twist out of Karen's grip, even though she suspected she lacked the leverage or the strength to do so. Still, fear was settling into her mind, keeping her conscious even as her body started to get ground against the rocks of Karen's unforgiving figure!

[Devilish53]

Whilst the idea of merely lowering the beauty into her gargantuan chest and not only squeezing her head, but outright starving the girl for air, did occur, Karen sought it fit to dominate this beauty atleast for a moment with pure power rather than assets she had somewhat luckily been born with. Said assets would grind and press evenly into Hana's as she bared down on that head and neck; swaying her top half from side to side not only to worsen the pain via jostling, but inadvertently grind busts a shade harder. She did not adjust her grip save for tucking her head as to gaze at Hana's own, given the hold was working wonders.

Even more so the fact the redhead began to stir; seemingly building up levels of adrenaline as it were as Karen squeezed down. The amazon simply responded as you'd expect, with her arms shaking the redhead all the rougher as she felt her heart race against her bosom. There was to be no hearty comeback, not today and certainly not on Karen's watch! Only a poor, ravished rookie, soon perhaps drooling in Karen's massive bust through lack of air!

[Luncha_Libre]

Hana's face burned, as she was grinded against Karen's generous bust. The curvy bodybuilder was completely trapped, her firm figure grinding against Karen. The warmth and heat of Karen's breasts was overwhelming Hana's face. Every time Hana tried to take in a breath, she was only greeted with another mouthful of Karen's warm flesh, cutting off her air and further humiliating her! Hana was left panting and moaning, unable to breathe, unable to find the strength to fight off her opponent!

"N-noo~" Hana moaned, with whatever air she was able to bring into her lungs. The redhead's arms were flailing listlessly, her toned thighs tightening around Karen's waist as her body began to spasm. Hana's wet eyes began to roll back, in her head. The sweat coming off the Japanese woman's brow mixed with tears that were soaking into Karen's flesh. As Hana convulsed, her body bucking and twitching against Karen's, a puddle of drool began to pour of out Hana's lips, pooling between Karen's breasts as her face settled deeper and deeper into her! Hana's arms eventually dropped, flopping to her sides, as Karen took total control of her body.

[Devilish53]

Confidence on show, signified by that hearty laugh that both filled out the rafters and jiggled her massive bosom against Hana's, Karen, ever the advocate for sadistic beat downs, released her smother/sleeper the moment Hana seemed to be on her last legs. There would be no escape from the match in such a sleepful manner; and certainly not this early. Regardless of Hana's kindhearted intentions to improve herself and simply be a top name in the world of wrestling, she had struck Karen. And even in a scenario that asked for it, Karen did not care for mercy for such.

Catching one side of the girl via the shoulder, and the other side via the arm, Karen quickly took to rag-dolling the struggling-to-breath powerhouse back to her feet. Head tucking underneath Hana's arm, inadvertently pressing some mighty side boob into her neck and chin, Karen's widely spread feet would see to bring the redhead back to her feet, before straight off them. From there, the raven haired beauty would carry Hana, as if she was a sack of potatoes, into the corner behind her, before uncharacteristically without a hint of force simply dropping the redhead against them, back first, with arms over the ropes! Almost inviting the girl to catch her breath!

[Luncha_Libre]

The only thing keeping Hana from passing out to air deprivation and sheer shame was Karen's crueld laughter ringing in her ears. Hana's face was trapped between Karen's large, warm breasts, cutting off her air, the only thing escaping Hana's lips being a trail of warm drool. With each laugh, Hana's head bounced and rocked off of Karen's bust lazily, her eyes rolled back in her head but remaining open.

"Nnngh," Hana moaned, when Karen unexpectedly let up and hoisted the poor girl over her shoulder. Hana's bare legs kicked weakly, a pathetic and futile attempt to rock herself free of her opponent's grip. Hana let her almost-lifeless body get dumped in the corner unceremoniously, barely hanging onto the top rope to keep herself from spilling onto the mat. Gasping for air, Hana's generous, sweat-sheened breasts heaved.

Hana looked up at her opponent through fluttering eyelids. Her face was shiny from tears, drool and sweat, and the bodybuilder was breathing desperately. "Y-you ... you ... you'll pay for that," Hana panted, trying to gather enough strength to push herself out of the corner. Hana didn't know why she was getting a second chance, but her every instinct told her she had to take it! If only she could summon the strength to do so!

[Devilish53]

Karen of course already had a evil, painful intent to mind the moment she had Hana hoisted up, never mind against the corner itself. But with hands to her hips, and a tired, sweaty red haired rookie before her, she couldn't resist taking a moment to goad.

"They outta pay me for this fucking time...scratch that...what am I being paid for taking you out? You trash..." Her words catching the ears of those nearby in the audience, the boos began to reign in horrendously against the more experienced amazon. With power to match and heart to boot, the fact Hana was metaphorically beneath her for the moment was likely purely based on the raven haired woman's greater time in the ring. Something she did not want the girl to apparently forget.

Hand coming out to catch Hana's own as the figure pushed forward, longing for freedom, a sharp glare from Karen would apparently insist to the girl that her home was still to be the corner. Reminding her somewhat of her intention, she'd immediately pivot with her legs spinning; hand pulling upon that arm she now held, practically rotating Hana a full 180, back into her corner. This time, face first.

"Who the FUCK...said you could leave..!" She'd scream, looking to drive the red haired beauties face right into the top turnbuckle, padding be damned!

[Luncha_Libre]

Hana weakly pushed her hands into Karen's body, trying to fend her attacker off as the bigger woman pushed her advantage. Hana groaned in misery, knowing she wasn't going to be able to keep the brutal bully from doing whatever she wanted, but still being unable to keep herself from at least trying.

The jeers of the audience rising up in response to Karen's bragging at least gave Hana some hope. The fans wanted to see her fight back, see her rally. Maybe she'd started to earn some respect from them? Even if she hadn't earned it from her foe?

As Hana pushed off the corner, however, Karen had her by the hair. "N-no~!" Hana whimpered, as Karen whipped her around. "Wait!" Hana's protests got her nowhere, however, as Karen spun her around. Hana looked out through tear-strained eyes, at the onrushing turnbuckle, right before her face smashed into it!

"UUGHN!" Hana groaned, as her pretty little face bounced off the leather. Hana felt rocked hard, going limp. Hana's toned body collapsed against the corner, her arms holding her upright as the rest of her curvy frame went limp. Hana hung there, her muscles twitching as she grunted and groaned in agony at Karen's continued domination. "U-uhn ... noo ..." Hana moaned, only able to anticipate what kind of cruelty Karen had in mind for her, there in the corner!

[Devilish53]

Whilst the padding provided natural protection from the steel underneath, force and anger behind Hana throwing her head straight into it would still hurt like hell. Beside herself with satisfaction, her hands to her hips a moment as she casually shook her head as to blow a bead of dangling hair from view, Karen would briefly look to the referee for a moment. Given Hana was in the corner, she had little intention of committing herself to an assault from which the referee would soon break-up. A DQ here and now certainly wasn't going to stop Karen's fun.

With a smile to face and an idea to mind, Karen opted to test the waters on her move set somewhat as Hana leaned nigh fully on the corner. Holding her shoulders, her hands would casually slip to those firm hips of the rookie wrestler, as her head went low. Awfully low, in fact.

Soon forcing her noggin in between Hana's thick thighs, apparently unhindered by the concept of the powerful redhead reclaiming control by locking in a scissors, Karen would soon try to use her own great strength to simply stand straight. Obviously, attempting to pull the redhead up with her, atop her shoulders!

That powerful, busty figure raised high for all to see for but a moment, as if Karen managed to obtain such posture unheeded, she'd fall back - for an electric chair drop!