Natasha vs Tsubasa: A Private Event

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The oil wasn't exactly helping Natasha keep a good grip on Tsubasa's arm but it also seemed to be keeping the other woman from being able to get the leverage she needed to escape, leaving it up in the air just which of them the oil would favor in the end. Natasha had another problem on her hands besides just keep her hold on the dark haired woman though and it didn't become obvious to Natasha until she lifted her head from the oiled up mat and looked down at her captive.

"Ohhhhh." Was all Natasha said after noticing just how hypnotizing Tsubasa's barely covered boobs were as Natasha's legs slipped down to either side of them, just the flexing of her muscles lightly squeezing those mounds. Natasha realized what was happening and immediately tried to lift her legs up so they rested on top of Tsubasa's bust, but that didn't make the sight any less distracting for the blunette.

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"AHH! Ha... ha... AHH!" Tsubasa was almost in a pattern of screaming and panting from Natasha's Armbar. With the hold itself not being vulnerable to an oil aided escape, Tsubasa herself didn't have the strength or skill necessary to escape from the Frenchwoman's submission hold. The idol knew it was early, likely too early for her to be able to submit and walk away without an angry client. So Tsubasa felt she had to just take it and hope for the best.

Soon enough, an opportunity did appear to present itself. It seemed the oil could be of help to Tsubasa, as Natasha's legs slid off of the idol's breasts down to either side of her chest. Or at least that's how it looked at first. But when the larger woman started squeezing Tsubasa's breasts between her thighs, it became obvious that Natasha was doing it for her own pleasure.

Fortunately for Tsubasa, Natasha's legs being off the top of her chest was all that mattered, not why they were off. Because the Frenchwoman's legs were now apart, they were no longer crossed around the idol's elbow, meaning that Natasha's grip on it was far less secure. So before Natasha brought her legs back up, Tsubasa would pull her trapped arm back as hard as she could, hoping to use the Frenchwoman's lapse along with th oil to escape the Armbar.

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Despite the complications from the oil Natasha's armbar had proven up to the task of keeping Tsubasa well and truly trapped beneath her legs, Natasha so far keeping just enough of a tight grip upon the air to keep the idol from just slipping away. She knew she had to stay focused or risk applying too much pressure to the elbow, a mistake that would threaten to end their match before it really began. With the secretive and friendly nature of this little exhibition Natasha wasn't going to gain anything from making Tsubasa tap out quickly. If anything it would just be a wasted opportunity if her time with an oiled up idol ended now, so she did her best to keep up the careful balancing act.

An act she ended up failing miserably when she became more than a little distracted by the idol's bust, leaving open a window that Tsubasa was quick to leap right through. Tsubasa's arm slipped between her hands and when her last ditch attempt to grab them again failed Natasha knew the hold was lost. Sighing at herself, Natasha pushed against the floor to roll away from the retreating idol, giving both women enough space to get up while still being relatively close.

"You held out rather well there, seems the oil is going to make submissions rather difficult." Natasha knew she was stating the obvious but she just hadn't wanted to mention squeezing Tsubasa's boobs and that had been the first thing to say instead of that which had popped into her head. She got up onto her knees, oil dripping down her body while she adjusted her skimpy attire to make sure nothing had slipped free during the struggle.

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"Well I can't say that the oil was the only thing that helped me escape," said Tsubasa, who wasn't exactly happy about the impromptu Breastscissor. But the idol also wasn't so livid that she'd call off the match. If anything, maybe she could exploit Natasha's lust towards her body to create openings to turn the fight around in her favor.

Deciding to employ a strategy both risky and risque, Tsubasa would run at Natasha before turning around and dropping to her knees so that she was sliding towards Natasha butt first. The idol's rear would stick a bit further up in the air as she loaded her legs to strike once she got in range. When Tsubasa was close enough, she would spring backwards, trying gut check Natasha with a Flying Peach.

If Tsubasa was successful, then she knew she would have to ride the opportunity for all it was worth. The idol knew she would only get so many against an opponent like Natasha, so she couldn't waste them with safer, less rewarding options. So Tsubasa would grab the Frenchwoman's arm, pull the bigger woman onto her back, and try to judo shoulder toss her over onto the mat. From there, Tsubasa would drop down, try to grab Natasha's other arm, and then lock her into a Figure Four Headscissors.

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"Ahaha, sorry about that." She apologized with a soft smile while rubbing at the back of her head. "Got just a little carried away without realizing it." Natasha didn't sense any lingering ill feelings over the act though perhaps the move that came next said otherwise. Not that she could know one way or the other as there were other things on her mind as Tsubasa charged her, the blunette pushing herself up onto her feet in a hurry as she instinctually went to leap up and over the now sliding Tsubasa. Thats when she took notice of the angle Tsubasa was coming at her at, Natasha equally surprised by the woman having her ass stuck up into the air as she was enraptured by it, enough to distract her so that Tsubasa could slam into her butt first!

"Omph!" Natasha grunted as she was knocked right off her feet, the oil giving her no help at all in staying upright. It left her wide open for what came next, a swift flip and a slam leaving Natasha flat on her back with a pair of legs wrapped around her head! "O-Okay, nice one." Natasha squirmed about while tugging at her arms, managing to free one so she could push up against the leg pressing against her neck. Course all of her sliding about made her chest thrust out, mounds jiggling about as she put up what resistance she could.

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Tsubasa's plan had worked. She didn't quite have the opportunity to see that Natasha had in fact been distracted into getting hit by her butt as the idol had been hoping for, but all Tsubasa really cared about at the moment was that her attack had connected at all. Because when one attack landed, that usually meant you could land follow-up attacks. And if you kept on landing attacks, then you just might win.

Tsubasa's plan came to fruition without issue, and she soon found herself squeezing the Natasha's neck between her powerful dancer's thighs. The only thing that she had to complain about was that the Frenchwoman had been able to regain control of one of her arms rather quickly, but with all the oil making good grips very difficult to come by, Tsubasa found that she wasn't complaining too much about it.

That free arm however, would prove to be quite the annoyance for Tsubasa, as Natasha began using it to try to push the idol's leg over her chin and off of her throat. Normally this wouldn't be an incredibly effective means of defense, but Natasha's impressive strength working in tandem with the oil made it so that Tsubasa felt her leg slipping more than she would've liked.

Tsubasa, recognizing that her Headscissor would likely be broken soon anyway, decided to give it up herself in a bid to maintain the advantage. Immediately upon releasing her grip on Natasha's throat, the idol would lift her foot up and try to slam her heel straight down onto her foe's face. And Natasha's face would soon come under fire again with Tsubasa's next attack, as the idol would try to slide forward and seat her butt right on top of the Frenchwoman's face.

If Tsubasa was able to land the Facesit, she would also use her knees to try to pin down Natasha's arms. Not that a 3 count would end the fight, Tsubasa just wanted to do everything she could to keep Natasha beneath her. No, this match wasn't ending until somebody decided they didn't want to fight anymore. Tsubasa was hoping that Natasha's fascination with the idol's body increasing the amount of time it would take her to escape, along with oil getting into Natasha's mouth and nose decreasing the amount of time it would take her to suffocate would result in the bluenette passing out to the Facesit. Which would then in turn give Tsubasa all the time she would need to plan and execute the painful and inescapable submission that she could come up with.

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Normally with a headscissor hold having just one hand free could help relieve some of the pressure on the neck, keep the submission from fully locking in, but usually one wasn't going to overpower a pair of legs with just a single hand. Natasha had the benefit of being stronger than the idol and of them both being absolutely drenched in oil, giving her far more confidence that she could make enough space for her to slip her head free. All she needed was a little bit of time and then she'd just have to worry about spinning around fast enough to see what Tsubasa did next. In her head she had a good idea of how long it would take to force open that gap but just as she was getting close the pressure suddenly vanished!

Any positive emotions over getting free vanished essentially instantly as Natasha saw a foot come into view above her, the frenchwoman barely having time to throw up her arm in defense for a sloppy guard, the foot smacking her own hand down into her face with a solid thwack sound. Natasha knew she had to move but the combination of the daze that came from being hit in the face, the surprise of Tsubasa aiming there, and the view of the woman's ass coming view kept her out of it long enough for Tsubasa's oiled up rear to plant down upon her face!

Her arms reached up to grab onto any part of Tsubasa they could reach, but after a bit of a struggle the idol managed to pin them down with her knees. Natasha groaned against the woman's ass but didn't flail about, instead she planted her feet on the oiled up ring floor and thrust her hips upward, twisting first to the left and then the right, just to be a troublesome seat for the idol. Normally she would be weary of her opponent going after her crotch, so at least that wasn't a worry here.

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Tsubasa could hardly believe that her string of attacks were working with how overwhelming Natasha had felt to fight up to this point. But there she was, smothering the Frenchwoman with her butt while pinning her arms to the mat. Natasha the bridged her hips up and started twisting and turning, trying to move and slide her body as possible to try to escape.

Tsubasa felt her balance getting a little shaky, but it didn't feel like she was going to get immediately thrown off. The idol didn't want to give up her attack like she had been willing to with her Headscissor. Tsubasa didn't have something else to go to like she had before, she had to get something big done with this Facesit if she wanted this chance to turn into something.

"Alright," said Tsubasa as she clasped her hands over her head. "I'll give it all I've got!" The idol slammed her fists down onto Natasha's stomach, smashing it with an Overhead Axe Handle Strike to break the Frenchwoman's bridge and knock her back to the floor. Then before Natasha could try to get up again, Tsubasa would lean forward and try to hold her body down by her sides to keep the Frenchwoman's body as immobile as possible. Tsubasa was determined to do everything within her power to make it so that Natasha couldn't get up before she passed out.

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In any other situation Natasha would have had a few ways to fight her way out of a schoolgirl pin style hold like this but given the rules she had agreed to her options were severely limited. She had to act quickly though or Tsubasa's thick ass was going to leave her gasping for air before long, Natasha deciding to place her bets on the oil being her saving grace. She wiggled her feet from side to side trying to get better purchase on the ring floor, but before she could do more with her bridge the blunette heard some concerning words.

"GAWH!" Despite feeling that something like it was coming and steeling herself, Tsubasa's fists sank into her midsection with a loud thud that was quickly followed by a another thud and then a splash as her lower half was forced back down into the oil. Her need for air was suddenly a lot more dire and once those hands grabbed onto her sides Natasha was forced to reevaluate her remaining choices. She started with just squirming beneath Tsubasa, trying to try the woman's attention to Natasha's upper half before the blunette swung a leg up, aiming a kick to the idol's head or shoulder now that the woman was leaning forward.

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When Tsubasa brought her hands down onto Natasha's stomach and forced her body back down to the floor, and when the idol felt the Frenchwoman's pained cry reverberate into her butt cheeks, she had thought the match was hers. Pinning down Natasha's body with her arms to keep her from even trying to escape again, the idol was confident that her butt smothering the larger woman into unconsciousness was going to happen.

There was just one thing, however, that Tsubasa had overlooked. As she leaned forward to be able to pin down Natasha's body, she had put her head into range of the Frenchwoman's legs, which were still mobile. The idol would not realize this until it was too late to get out of the way of the knee that clocked her straight in the nose, knocking her off her perch and freeing Natasha's face.

"Gah! No!" Tsubasa yelped as she fell to the oily mat holding her nose. Her eyes were watering, but the blow hadn't been too painful. More of just a sting. Figuring that Natasha would need at least some time to recover, the idol tried to jump back on her immediately, seeking to deny the Frenchwoman any room to breathe. Tsubasa would try to slam her fist into Natasha's jaw as she threw herself on top of the larger woman.