The First Lesson: Leila Johnson vs Capri Clarke (Completed)

[Darius 2.0]

Leila's boobs had always been the desire of most. It was why she loved to show so much cleavage whenever possible; give the people what they want, right? However, when it came to being smothered unconscious between those breasts, most would rather avoid it! Leila gave Capri no choice in the matter after pinning her down and forcing her boobs into the fit woman's face, cutting off her air supply in the tight seal of her chest!

"What's the matter?" Leila cackled as she hugged Capri's head deep within her cleavage. "Having trouble breathing? Get me off you then, bitch. What? Those muscles just for show?" As Capri kicked and bucked underneath her, Leila was easily able to ride her out, allowing her to use up what little air she had left. But it seemed her opponent would catch on to how useless that was, so instead she grabbed onto Leila's flanks, and the bully's eyes widened as she was slowly lifted upwards off of Capri! Her breasts would leave her opponent's face before she was forcibly flung off of Capri, where she would land on the mat with a slight grunt.

"So....not just for show after all," Leila chuckled, not at all put off that her move had been thwarted. From the look of it, Capri wasn't about to make a counter attack; rather, it looked like she was trying to crawl away! "Where you going?" Leila would sneer, and move to mount Capri's back, stropping her from crawling any further. "We're just getting started!" Leila would then try to grab Capri by both of her ears, and using them as a grip, she would attempt to slam Capri face-first into the mat over and over again, bouncing her head off the canvas like a basketball, wanting to get her victim nice and dazed!

[Dubski]

Capri Clarke was trying to crawl away from her violent assailant as she struggled on the mat, shaking her head as she tried to catch her breath. She hadn't expected her first wrestling venture to go in this direction, especially with someone so mean. Nor did she expect it to this extent. When she got closer, she felt herself suddenly felt Leila's weight on top of her and her head being grabbed. Then, things would get worse from there.

Clarke's head was then being smashed against the mat, over and over and over. Each one dazed and rattled the buff girl's head more and more until her entire vision got blurry and her mind was awash with nothing but pain. She had lulled after the final one, limply resting on the mat and completely out of it without anything else to do to fight back. It seemed like there wasn't much left for Capri to do in this brief but effective match from her brutal opponent.

[Darius 2.0]

With brutal efficiency, Leila was ensuring that her opponent would not be mounting any kind of attack or defense in the next little while! Mounting the fit woman's back, Leila slammed Capri's head and face into the mat over and over again in a nasty recreation of the fights she used to get into on the playground as a kid. Just like then, she intended to do whatever it takes to win, even if it meant making a few LAW wrestlers her bitches along the way!

After smacking Capri's head against the mat five times, Leila would of her grip on the woman's ears, ending the attack. "Aw, poor little baby," Leila sneered, remaining sitting upon Capri's back looking proud as can be. "Was that too hard on you? Did you need another break?" Reaching behind her, Leila would give Capri's upturned ass a quick swat on the cheek with her open palm! "I'm just fucking with you. You're mine now!"

Leila would then roll off of Capri and onto her side, but as she did so she would take the muscle girl with her. Once they were both laying on their sides, Leila's legs would snake their way around her opponent, placing Capri's body between her thick, stocking covered thighs. If she managed that, she would lock her ankles together and apply a nice long squeeeeeeeeze to Capri for a nasty bodyscissor, demonstrating that even a body as well defined as Capri's would be pushed to the limit between legs such as hers!

[Dubski]

Capri Clarke was being rattled rather successfully, her head swarming with pain and not able to focus on much. Even after being spanked, her body only instinctually jerked upon being hit in her tight little cheek. Letting out a soft groan from the harsh attacks she took, Clarke offered no resistance when Leila would turn her on her side. She couldn't even move to get away from Leila, let alone know what she was trying to get away from to begin with in the state she was in.

Then, she felt the strong pressure around her waste as Capri let out a long gasp, eyes wide as she choked for air, weakly grabbing for Johnson's legs to try to pry them off her tight midriff but to no avail. She was struggling for consciousness, and this nearly had her out already. The lack of air going to her head was making her already struggling brain keep with it as she heaved for air, limply laying against her assailant.

[Darius 2.0]

As soon as Leila had locked her ankles together, she treated Capri to a squeeze around the waist that would no doubt leave the girl gasping for breath; muscles or not! Leila's thick, powerful thighs would compress together on her opponent's sides, squeezing her like a tube of toothpaste, threatening to make her pass out both from pain and lack of oxygen! The feeling of a warm body being crushed between her legs was a joyous feeling for Leila. She had many fond memories of squeezing people to tears between her legs; or just squeezing them out all together! Both would were tempting to do to Capri, but Leila still had plans for the dense muscle girl.

The ref kneeled down and asked the half conscious Capri if she wanted to submit the match, but before she could get an answer from the woman, Leila would suddenly unlock her boyscissor from around her waist! "Oh no, she doesn't get off that easy," Leila chuckled, and she would then start to get back to her feet. Reaching down, she would grab for her opponent so she could try to haul Capri up to her feet as well.

If Leila managed to get Capri back upright, she would turn the woman around to face her. Once she had, she would take Capri by her head, give her a teasing wink, then suddenly pull her face-first into her cleavage! Hugging the muscle woman's head into her chest, Leila would apply another breast smother to Capri, only this one would a standing-version of it!

[Dubski]

Capri Clarke was slowly drifting away. The pain in her head and the already mounting suffocation from the body scissor, taking whatever fight she still had in her. The Gym Bunny's body went limp as she lay between Leila's legs crushing down on her midsection, and it seemed like it was all over for Capri. However, Leila Johnson had decided to continue the attack. Her limp body was pulled up as her eyes fluttered, the only thing of Clarke that was showing any movement now. And then her face was shoved into Leila's cleavage as she was being smothered out, putting up no fight.

The referee went right to action, lifting up Capri's arm once, twice, and then a third time and letting it fall. Capri Clarke was completely out and the referee sounded for the bell, finally ending her torment. Capri's first outing in the ring had ended in disaster, and with her thoroughly and soundly beaten and smothered in humiliation fashion.

[Darius 2.0]

Having dragged a barely conscious Capri up to her feet, Leila knew that this fight was all but done. Though, calling it a fight was certainly generous; more like an execution! Still, why make it easy for her fellow wrestler when she could use her humiliating debut to make her own look awesome? So after getting the fit woman up, Leila would pull her into her impressive chest and hold her tight against it, smothering her completely. It wouldn't take long before the only thing holding Capri Clarke up was Leila herself!

Smiling cruelly, Leila would keep Capri held tight against her chest while the ref went to check on her. "Thanks for the debut match, sweetheart," Leila would sneer down at Capri, even though she knew the woman was a little too knocked out to hear her. "You really made be look like a bad bitch. Sorry you had to look like a regular bitch to do it..."

When Capri's arm fell for the third and final time, the ref would call for the bell to be rung. It was only after that that Leila would release Capri's head from within her bosom and let the conscious muscle woman crumple to the mat at her feet! As she was declared the winner, Leila would look down at her opponent's sad state and decided there was one more nail to be put in this coffin. SO she would roll Capri onto her back then kneel down so she could plant her large rear right on top of the woman's face! Sinking Capri's features deep into her white cotton panties, Leila would facesit her defeated foe in a humiliating post-match punishment! She grinned as the crowd booed her actions, striking a double bicep pose as she made a throne out of poor, vanquished Capri!

[Dubski]

Capri was out completely, not even reacting to her having lost the match. She was completely overwhelmed and left without anything to show for it outside of a loss. She was dropped to the mat, not moving even a little bit until Leila had continued her humiliation with a facesit. Clarke was left laying on her back as Leila's crotch was in her face as the referee tried to tell Johnson to get off of her. It seemed like nothing would stop her.

At least until Aika Sakata, Capri's tag partner, made a nervous jog down to the ring. She knew her partner needed help, and although she was reluctant to do so, she had gotten into the ring to confront Leila Johnson. The Japanese girl would then square up, taking a deep breath and preparing herself for her next move. And then... she would tap Leila on the shoulder, clearing her throat loudly. "Excuse me... You've already won. Can you please stop so I can get her to the back?" asked Aika politely, offering an uncomfortable smile to the victorious bully.

[Darius 2.0]

As she sat atop the face of her unconscious opponent and basked in the cheers and cheers of the surrounding audience, Leila felt like an absolute queen. This was what she lived for! Displaying her superior strength and ability while at the same time making her opponent look like an absolute joke! She completely ignored the ref's requests to dismount Capri, and would instead wiggle her hips back and forth just to further grind her ass against the fit woman's face, sinking her nose further into her cotton panties. Leila signed to herself in satisfaction, feeling nothing but pure bliss in that moment.

So blissful, in fact, she didn't notice that someone had come up behind her to tap her on the shoulder. Blinking in surprise, Leila would turn her gaze behind her to spot the massively muscular woman who had requested her attention. The stranger was tall, practically towering over Leila from her sitting position, and built like a brick house. However, her shy demeanor gave her away as someone Leila should not be intimidated by. And from the way she asked Leila to get off of Capri, it was clear that she was a friend of hers.

Leila would narrow her eyes on Aika at her request. "What? You want some of this too?" she spat. She would then do as Aika asked, standing herself off of Capri's face, but this was only so she could get right in the face of this newcomer. "Cause there's more than enough of me to go around!" Without much warning, Leila would then swing one of her feet up in a harsh kick right between Aika's legs, aiming to strike the woman quickly in her most sensitive of areas!

[Dubski]

Aika Sakata looked more than a little put off as Leila replied to her, frowning and letting out a groan, stepping back a bit. She didn't like conflict, especially with someone clearly unhinged like Leila was. Still she cleared her throat, forcing a smile. "I'm not looking to fight, I just--...ow," Steel would then, stiffen when a kick went right between her legs, whimpering out loud as she slowly tipped over, falling to her side as she held herself.

Her body trembled from the pain and shock of it all, whimpering and holding out a hand towards Leila. "Okay... you've made your point... We're both just going to go now..." said Aika, slowly dragging herself away from Leila, not wanting to get the ire of this girl any further after this sudden assault.