Natasha vs Tsubasa: A Private Event

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Whether it was by accident or from some planned design of Natasha, the blunette not only had a good hold on Tsubasa's arm but, even more importantly for Natasha, she had the idol stuck where she had no choice but to feel just how large Natasha's boobs were as they rubbed up and down along the woman's oily back while she strengthened her hold on the arm. She had a whole host of playful questions for the idol too but after her first question received a muffled reply she realized they would have to wait until later.

In the meantime she stretched Tsubasa backwards into the start of a camel clutch, applying steady pressure to the back, neck, and shoulder. She only bent her back a few inches, just enough to make her ache but not so much as to be overly painful. Which was good seeing as the oil made it difficult to wrench her head back too far, a fact Tsubasa made work for her as she popped right out of Natasha's hold after a bit of work on her part to wedge her arm into the submission. The oil was proving just as difficult as she remembered from her little past experience.

Still Natasha remained laying on her back, hands moving to the floor on either side of Tsubasa while the front of her body continued to press down upon the idol. "So where to now?" She asked, seemingly genuinely curious as to what Tsubasa was thinking.

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Tsubasa panted heavily, as despite Natasha not putting the idol into a proper Camel Clutch, the Frenchwoman was still wrenching her head back far enough that it certainly felt like that was what she was in. Thankfully, however, Tsubasa was able to make good enough use of the oil to at least escape the Headlock portion of Natasha's attack, allowing her chest to fall back to the floor.

But that still left Tsubasa with the problem of having a larger woman pinning her body down to the floor. "I honestly have no idea," Tsubasa said in response to Natasha's question. She was trying to think of something that would get her out from under the Frenchwoman, but most of what she came up with was a roundabout version of squirming and hoping the oil works its magic.

However, Tsubasa did manage to come up with something after a bit more thinking. She tried to pull her knees under herself, and push her hips up into Natasha's body. The further the idol could pull and push, the more space she would grant herself for the next step of the plan. Tsubasa would try to escape by sliding out backwards from under Natasha, using the space she had created as an opening.

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Natasha believed the idol's answer and while she could have tried to make the question more complicated by trying for another hold, in this early stage of the match she was more interested in seeing just what Tsubasa would try than making her tap. She figured a little more time to think wouldn't hurt so she remained in her comfortable spot, chest rubbing in small circles over the other woman's back, Natasha trying to be a little distracting while the idol worked through her options.

"Oh?" As Tsubasa rose upward Natasha slipped her arms around the woman's body, just beneath the arms to get herself a grip good enough to keep herself from sliding right off of the idol. One firm upward thrust from Tsubasa's hips however would dislodge Natasha, hands slipping as she started sliding forward, and she would have landed face first in the oil if she hadn't thrown her hands out in front of her to cushion her fall. Even so her chest splashed down onto the oil soaked ring floor with Natasha sliding a couple feet forward despite her best attempt at putting the brakes on. She pushed herself up onto her hands and knees, one hand moving to double check her outfit to make sure her chest hadn't popped out in the slide, but she sighed in relief when she found her top secure.

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Oh thank goodness, thought Tsubasa once she had gotten Natasha off of her back. I really don't know what I'd have done if that didn't end up working. Then Tsubasa flipped on the idol voice before addressing her opponent, "Well, guess I ended up figuring something out, huh?"

Now came the question of what Tsubasa was supposed to do next. When she attacked, it hadn't gone too badly, not ideal, yet Tsubasa thought what happened was within expectation. Despite that, however, Natasha had still managed to grab the idol and lock her into the hold that Tsubasa had just finished escaping. Deciding that she didn't want to attack again for the moment, Tsubasa would let Natasha come to her.

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After breathing a sigh of relief over her top remaining nice and tight against her chest Natasha sat upright upon her knees, head quick to turn so she could see what Tsubasa was up to behind her. Much to her surprise the idol had chosen not to take advantage of Natasha's back facing her, Nat glancing up and down Tsubasa just briefly as she tried to figure out what the woman was planning, but when she came up with nothing Natasha decided to just chalk it up to Tsubasa being cautious.

"Quick thinking, see I knew you'd be fun." Natasha chuckled while waving her fingers in Tsubasa's direction a few times, her good spirits still going full steam ahead. While they continued their friendly banter Natasha was looking for the right moment to strike, but the idol wasn't giving her much in the way of gaps she could exploit, not yet anyways. She would just have to try and force something.

Diving forward from her knees Natasha wasn't trying to slam into Tsubasa but rather to get her hands on the woman's shoulder, deciding it best not to risk putting too much power into anything until she was fully confident moving about in the slick oil. Course she couldn't quite control her momentum either and would slide forward, colliding chest to chest with Tsubasa if the woman didn't intervene.

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"Glad to hear you're getting your money's worth," said Tsubasa when Natasha praised the idol as being a fun opponent. But while they spoke, Tsubasa could tell that the Frenchwoman seemed to be mentally probing her for an opening. Then, apparently having found an angle of attack she like, Natasha went in, leaping forward at the idol.

Tsubasa pushed the reaching arm of Natasha away, but that wouldn't be quite enough to stop the Frenchwoman's attack, or perhaps her luck, instead. Tsubasa tried to make a move, but before she could get anything off, Natasha's body crashed into her own, and the idol's smaller frame allow her opponent to knock Tsubasa over. Pinned chest to chest, Tsubasa found herself stuck underneath her sponsor for the second time already in the match.

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While it hadn't exactly gone as she had planned Natasha couldn't argue with the results of her quickly made plan as she had ended up right on top of Tsubasa. Not only that but Natasha had come to a stop with her breasts pressing down upon the idol's own, probably because she hadn't had enough momentum for her chest to go up and over Tsubasa's large rack. "Is it too much to say I quite like that we keep meeting this way?" Natasha was sincere in her asking, even if her smile in that moment was a playful one.

She would only allow herself a brief moment to share words with Tsubasa though, Natasha bringing her knees up to either side of Tsubasa's waist while pushing herself into an upright sitting position, mounting the other woman before reaching forward, though her targets were not the idol's chest as they might have been if this were a different match. "But lets get you out of the oil." Her words would be backed up by Natasha trying to slip her hands behind the back of Tsubasa's head, then with one big tug she would try to pull her into a sitting position as well, only Tsubasa's face would be dragged towards Natasha's cleavage.

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"I guess so, since you're the one paying for this," said Tsubasa when Natasha took a moment to tease after she had gotten the idol pinned down with her chest. Suffice to say that Tsubasa wasn't quite as thrilled as the person who was stuck underneath. Plus, with how small her top was, she could really feel every bit of pressing and sliding between her and Natasha's oily breasts.

Of course, Natasha wasn't going to just keep Tsubasa pinned beneath her, she had something much worse in store. Against futile resistance, Natasha sat up on Tsubasa and pulled her up to a seated position as well by the back of the idol's head. This resulted in the Frenchwoman locking the idol into a sitting Breast Smother. "MMMMPH!" Tsubasa's screams of protest were muffled as she tried to fight free. She tried to pull grab Natasha's wrists and pull her arms away, while also shaking her head back and forth as fast as possible between her opponent's breasts. The hope was that she could create enough space and slipperiness in Natasha's cleavage that her head would manage to get free.

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Natasha had seen a lot of different ways to escape a smother hold before but Tsubasa was teaching her a new one, though she didn't think it'd work out if not for the oil. However given that they were drenched in the stuff it was difficult enough just to keep a good grip on her, let alone managing that while Tsubasa was rubbing her face against Natasha's breasts so much that even the blunette was blushing. "Tch, just stay still won't you?" She tried to wrap her arms fully around Tsubasa's head but that just gave the idol the window she needed to slip her head free, leaving Natasha seemingly hugging herself.

"Okay, plan B." Natasha muttered softly before reaching down to make a grab for one of the idol's arms. Learning from her failure just a moment ago Natasha went for a grip on Tsubasa's wrist that wasn't too tight, but just enough to hold it in place while she slid off of Tsubasa and moved to wrap her legs around the arm for a classic arm bar hold.

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Tsubasa was more than a little pleased when she could breathe again. As someone who utilized a fair amount of Breast Smothers herself, she knew that it wasn't that bad until you really started to run out of air under normal circumstance, but oh wow did oil make it so much worse. The oil got everywhere, her nose, her mouth, her eyes. Tsubasa was still choking a bit on the oil even after she got out of the smother.

As a result, Tsubasa's immediate reflex was to start cough, hack, and blow all that oil out of her airways. But that gave Natasha all the time that she would have ever needed to continue her attack on the idol. Tsubasa tried to get away once she realized that she was under attack again, but it was already too late. The Frenchwoman got her legs around the idol's arm and locked in her Armbar.

"Aah!" Tsubasa cried out once she was put into the most painful hold of the match so far. Natasha's oily legs sat atop the idol's breasts as she wrenched Tsubasa's elbow backwards. "Aaah! AAH!" the idol continued her song of pain as her elbow was bent further back. The oil wasn't saving Tsubasa, she was unable slip her arm out, so also she was able to do right now was lay there and take it.