Abs-o-Lutte Domination: Yahagi Fujimoto vs Bianca Jean Miller

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As Jean ground against Yahagi's entire body, their pussies coming into full contact for the first time this match, the muscled blonde felt the heat building up within her groin again. Squirts of Yahagi's juices splashed onto her sex, making her feel even more moist and aroused. Jean panted as she continued her long deep grinds into Yahagi's body, feeling the tough woman soften more and more as she pressed down, those rock-hard muscles finally giving way and turning soft and pliable. Yahagi was no pillow, but Jean felt confident that given a few more grinds, she would have the smaller woman completely softened up. Jean knew she had to get some kind of submission out of Yahagi, but right now she figured Yahagi still had plenty of fight left in her. Once she had her completely crushed and tenderized, squashed to her satisfaction, then she would ask her to submit.

Jean decided to up the ante a bit more. She released Yahagi's arms, snaking them underneath Yahagi's back as she pulled the woman into a tight bearhug, though she didn't squeeze down just yet. "I saw someone do this move to my sister," Jean said as she moved her legs out to Yahagi's sides in a straddling position, "I wonder how you will like it!"

With that Jean turned sideways, attempting to roll onto her back and pull Yahagi on top of her! As she did, she tightened up her arms, crushing down on Yahagi's back with a crushing bearhug. Then her legs snapped around the small of Yahagi's back, locking in a figure four position, crushing mercilessly down on her waist in a display of the full strength of her legs! Jean tightened her abs as well, making Yahagi feel like she was being crushed against a hard wall, her abs grinding deep into the softened belly of her opponent as Jean crushed down every inch of Yahagi's body!

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Yahagi wasn't sure how many times her eyes had shot wide then dimmed. Increasingly her world seemed to be made of a few things; muscles, sweat, and squeezing. Pain as well but was it really? Her breasts sloshed and squished, spreading outwards from the crush of her lesser tits against Jean's. Her abs creaked and flattened in pain yet even as they turned doughy-soft, pulsed with flashes of strength and muscle. Her crotch squirted and leaked, lips tightening then loosening as she tried to work up the strength for arousal. Her whole body was crushed and her spirit unbroken; yet it was warped, entranced, in the thrall of the beautiful blonde's strength.

It took a while to realize she was not just moaning. All kinds of musical sounds emerged from her mouth, Yahagi too dizzy and woozy to realize more than a few were reather unbecoming. Her impressive muscles flexed with blinks of strength, hinting at the true power she held before that power crashed and broke wave-like to the hunger of that steeled and demanding body. Every tightening of bicep and belly drew first moans then wheezes; the air to even make such a sound was rapidly leaving her. So was consciousness.

Yahagi was not sure when she blacked out. After a while, the raging tumult of pleasure and agony became one. Her mind seemed to wander elsewhere and her forehead rested to Jean's. Perhaps in submission, perhaps in supplication, in reality simply in unconsciousness.

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As Jean crushed down, she slowly felt Yahagi's body soften. Her powerful squeezing finally crushed the life out of the tenacious fighter, leaving her lying limply on top of the powerful blonde. Jean let out a small sigh. She had forced Yahagi to cum goodness knows how many times, soaking both of their legs, and now she had crushed the life from her.and knocked her out. There was no more fight left in Yahagi, she was certain of that.

With a big push, Jean rolled Yahagi off of her, putting.her on her back before getting up to her feet. The blonde felt quite proud.to have defeated this opponent. Sure Yahagi was smaller, but she was tough and tenacious, her body as toned and hard as her will. Jean was happy to have proved herself in this fight.

The blonde placed a foot on Yahagi's chest, raising an arm and posing in victory. She breathed hard, her body slick with sweat and sex juices, all glistening under the ring lights, a big beaming smile on her face.

But she knew the fight was not yet over. After posing for a moment, the big blonde bent down, one hand grabbing the girl's legs while the other looping around her chest. In a demonstration of her immense strength, Jean lifted Yahagi's limp body all the way up to her navel, then switched her grip to make sure she held her tightly belly against belly.

"Wake up Yahagi, the match isn't over yet!" Jean said, "You still gotta say you submit to me!" If that didn't wake Yahagi up, she knew the next move would, as Jean tightened her abs and began scraping Yahagi against her entire body, using the girl like a towel!

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Yahagi's consciousness flittered in and out as the roar of the crowd became a nauseous and vague blur of sound and her own body a distant mess of crushed agony and moisty, sticky pleasure. She was content to pass out but soon had the feeling of floating if not until she realized her own weight was still pulling at her, focused on a strong grip around her legs and chest. She thought maybe it was part of the dream until her sore, panting tummy felt something very hard, sweaty, and familiar against itself.

Her eyes opened and the world was the wrong way. Given by how her ponytail hung off to the side, she was sideways. And that meant...

Jean's boastful announcement drew her head off to her side (upwards, essentially) and she realized she was still grimacing. Still tired mentally and physically, yet her teeth were gritted and her head shook. She wasn't going to give in like that!

Her punishment for her defiance as an eruption of elctrifying pleasure exploding across her belly. Abs that had been thoroughly brutalized and sensually dominated throughout this match awoke and tensed. Nerves and skin already screaming in pain found the mighty rubs Jean inflicted too much to resist. Against her own will they flexed again and Yahagi cried out in genuine pain, alternating with confused pleasure. The rough scraping seemed to wipe away the bleary fatigue and replace it with a rough and frictious heat, one that made her whole body twitch and squirm.

Embarrassingly she had not cummed herself totally dry. Pursing labial lips spat out more glistening fluid as her flopping nips stiffened to rock hard. Her muscles grinded rough and hard before quivering until doughy soft, scraping one minute and smoothly sponging themselves over that rough muscle-texture the next. Her every limb twitched and convulsed, flashes of strength unable to manifest as anything more as she was rubbed more and more.

Abruptly awoken as she was, her humiliating noises of near-submission soon became drunken drawls, the pleasure and pain slowly sapping the consciousness from her as she struggled with the last of her not yet flattened pride!

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As Jean rubbed Yahagi's body against her own like a towel, she noticed the smaller woman beginning to stir. It seemed there was still some life left in the utterly crushed and softened up fighter. The sounds she made as Jean muscled her around and dominated her with her abs really turned the blonde on. It became evident that Yahagi was trying her best to harden up and fight back, but she was completely unable to move. Jean felt a little bad for her, respecting her tenacity.

"Submit to me Yahagi," Jean said, "I know you enjoy this, but there's no more fight left in you."

Should Yahagi not submit though, Jean would have to take more drastic steps. The big blonde would drop Yahagi to the mats after a few more moments of hard rubbing, just to make sure the muscled woman was all rubbed down and softened up. Then, Jean would position herself by Yahagi's side. She would leap up and drop body, smashing Yahagi into the mats with a brutal body splash! The big blonde would get up again and ask for Yahagi's submission, and if she didn't get it she would drop down and splash Yahagi again! She would continue to do so until Yahagi gave in, repeatedly smashing her rock hard muscled body into the increasingly soft and flattened Yahagi, until either the smaller girl submitted or someone stopped her!

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"Nnnnnnggghhhh...!"

Rub rub rub.

Yahagi's body bent like a bracket against the stalwart, victorious form of Jean. Her tits wobbled dripping sweat as her hair whipped back and forth. Every muscle in her body flexed and softened, the constant friction of Jean's muscles electrifying with tension. Any pain they felt was overridden by the forceful pleasure and soon, Yahagi's cries sounded as lustful as they did agonized. It was only when were was but the smallest of dips in activity she could shout.

"No!"

She wasn't sure if she had shouted or whimpered. Either way, her shaking head soon lolled downwards as Jean's delicious tummy rubbed down and sapped what felt like the last bit of energy in her nerves. When she flopped to the ground, she barely even squirmed. Fingers and toes curled, eyes shut, and shaky limbs slid across the mat. Her whole body quivered like jello and felt around as soft.

Yahagi felt her consciousness begin dimming after being unceremoniously dumped. Sweat covered her eyes, already half lidded as she struggled to even possess the semblance of fighting spirit. A shadow loomed over her vision, growing in darkness before slamming against her belly. Tits jiggled, arms and legs shot up, and Yahagi's exhausted mouth opened for a loud, pained cry.

Full consciousness awakened her to the weighty, hot muscle conquering her tummy yet and her squirting crotch, spraying out like a sponge squeezed of its last few drops. Blackness flickered at her sight as the weight released and the shadow of her blonde dominator rose, fell, and the sharp pangs of awakening returned. Each time, the blackness at the edges of her sight grew thicker and blurrier. Her own consciousness struggled, her voice becoming quieter, weaker, and softer. Her once proud belly now panting rapidly between each splash, spittle from her lips even having settled on it from the impact of the splash.

More and more, Yahagi finally blacked out into unconsciousness as the bell was rung and a referee ran in to check on the poor girl, finding her out cold.

An awkward pause ensued as she gingerly dropped Yahagi's wrist, taking her hand off of her neck, before taking Jean's hand to raise for a confused if imrpessed, scared, and very aroused crowd.