Wendy Winston vs. Samantha Gang - Cheaters Never Prosper

[BlackAkuma]

Wendy looked on, enjoying the show as Samantha squirmed beneath her, ineffective under her weight. She made for a comfy seat - not too thin, not too thick, just the right amount of padding, and the view just couldn't be beaten. Seeing Samantha down there, writhing in pain, struggling for every breath, made a chill run through her body. Yeah, the bitch had given her some trouble, but it was over now. This was her playground, and there was no limit to the fun she could have.

Oh, decisions, decisions.

”Little?” Wendy snorted at that and swiveled her hips around, grinding her weight into Samantha’s stomach. ”Yeah, ain’t nobody called me ‘little’ in a long damn time. I’m a big bitch. But I’m guessing you noticed.”

Wendy hopped up and let her weight smash Samantha again, a quick drop to the stomach again. Not as bad as last time, but it would be more than enough to keep her victim pacified while she had a quick survey. ”So,” Wendy leaned forward, placed her hands on Samatha’s chest, and gazed down her way, making eye contact and keeping it locked. ”Since you’re putting me in a good mood, I’m thinking I’ll let you pick what comes next. Forward facesit? Reverse?” She gave her chest a good wiggle. ”Might even give you a good breast smother if you ask real nice.”

[dddybee]

Samantha's underhanded fighting tactics and bratty defiance had indeed given Wendy some issue, but it wasn't long until it seemed Ms. Winston had her target totally subdued! The gang girl squirmed in pain, as her foe say pretty atop her belly. And once again, her mouth had gotten the ruffian wrestler into trouble!

"Nggghhh..." Sam groaned, as Wendy rubbed her hips and butt down on her, punishing the gangster for calling her 'little'. And to make matters worse, Wendy opted to hop up again to hit Ms. Gang with a mini-buttdrop, keeping Samantha rattled up! "OOF!"

The black-haired woman's heart sank, when Wendy proposed a number of ways she could keep smothering Samantha silly. Normally, Sam would take his opportunity to attack, but the added buttdrop had left her winded enough not to try anything too rash. "No no no..." Samantha pleaded, her more cowardly side surfacing as she didn't enjoy being smothered at all. Though catching the fear in her voice, Samantha would get embarrassed and go back to putting on a "tough" persona. "Just...get off of me!" She snapped defiantly.

[BlackAkuma]

There! Right there!

Wendy almost squealed when she saw that little spark of fear in Samantha’s eyes. She’d suspected that all this tough girl stuff was a bullshit front, but that little drop, that quick lapse, told her all that she needed to know about what sort of woman she was underneath all that bitchy noise. Scared, putting up a front, knew the ass-beating she was about to get. Yeah, Wendy had broken plenty like that in her time, and the prospect of doing it in front of all these people had her hairs standing at attention.

It also made it way easier to choose which move she was going for next. She’d been considering the front facesit, but now that she knew how much of an effect she was having, Wendy realized she needed to spin it around and go for the reverse, instead. Give her the full service.

”Still got a little fight in you.” Wendy reached up, flicked Samantha on the nose, then promptly spun around on her victim’s stomach, making sure her weight stayed applied all the while. ”That’s good, keep that up. Makes this way more fun.”

Once she was facing the other way, Wendy slid onto Samantha’s chest and starting to move back into position, but not before she threw a couple of quick punches into Samantha’s prone belly. Just to make sure her opponent was properly pacified. And for fun.

[dddybee]

"I-I'm warning you...!" Samantha hissed, doing her best to remain defiant despite a little of her inner cowardice slipping through the cracks. But it was too late. Wendy had already caught on. A feint blush of embarrassment graced the ruffian's cheeks, after Ms. Winston flicked her nose, further mocking the gang girl. But things were about to get much worse.

"Ugghh... Ngghhh." Samantha groaned, as Wendy spun around on her stomach, intentionally and sadistically keeping all her weight on Sam the whole time. Soon, Ms. Gang was starting directly at Wendy's heavy, plump booty which proceeded to scoot across her chest, uncomfortably squishing her boobs, and slowly yet surely getting ominously close to her face.

"G-Get your big, fat butt away from-OOF! GAAH!" Samantha's futile protests were cut off, by Wendy punching her in the gut a couple of times! With the wind knocked out of her, Samantha could only groan with a fearful look about her, anticipating the reverse facesit that would inevitably come for her mug...

[BlackAkuma]

Samantha was warning her? That got a full belly laugh out of Wendy. She had to admit, this bitch was something else - despite being in this situation, despite being crushed like an ant, despite having an ass mere inches away from her face, she still didn’t understand what the score was. Some people were just too stupid to read the room and see what the situation was.

That was fine, though. Wendy could be a good teacher when she had to be - especially when it came time for someone to learn who was at the top of the pecking order. Facesits tended to get that message out real quick.

As Samantha moaned and groaned beneath her, Wendy played up the moment, trying to milk it up for everything it was worth. She reached back and gave both of her cheeks a good slap, making the flesh jig, then settled down just enough to rub against her opponent’s features, giving her a perfect taste of things to come. Anticipation sold these moments, made it all the more satisfying. Facesitting was all about mind games, when you got down to it, and she wanted to sink her claws deep in to the shrivled little organ this idiot called a brain.

”Deep breaths, Sammie.” She swayed her hips from side to side. ”You’re going under in three, two-”

Wendy dropped her full weight right onto Samantha’s face a second earlier, hoping to cut her off before she could complete her inhale. Even if that didn’t work, though, she wouldn’t be getting any more air, as her ass spread across her foe’s face like a blank, covering the mouth, nose and eyes in enveloping flesh. Experience kicked in as she settled down and wiggled her hips, making sure that Samantha’s face would get wedged in nice and deep. No turning her head to get a free breath or opening her mouth enough to slip a wisp in. A perfect, sweaty seal.

[dddybee]

Samantha tried to be threatening. But it just resulted in Wendy laughing out loud, embarrassing the hapless middleweight. It was a lot harder to be scary when you were the one being bullied, hence why Ms. Gang much preferred to do the bullying. Wendy was intentionally and sadistically making things slow for the smother-fearing woman, rubbing her large booty across Sam's body, inch by inch. Wendy slapped both of her buns, causing them to jiggle in an intimidating fashion, as they got closer and closer to Samantha's face. Eventually, it was atop her chin and about to cover her mouth and then nose!

"D-Don't call me Sammie!" Sam squealed, her voice sound less threatening and more fearful by the second. Ms. Winston than wiggled her hips from side to side and started to count down, doing everything to make this incoming facesit as humiliating for Ms. Gang as possible. "No no no-MMMMMMPH!" Samantha's pleads were swiftly muffled under Wendy's very round rear end. Sam hadn't even tried to take a deep breath, to distracted by the anticipation of it all. But dropping her full weight down before the countdown was finished was still an effectively cruel touch.

The ruffian continued to whine, whimper and groan into Wendy's thicc behind. Her heart-shaped butt window deceptively giving Samantha torment instead of love, all for Wendy's pleasure of course. The larger girl ground her booty down, really wedging Samantha's face in her glutes, keeping Sam stuck in the air-tight, cheeky prison!

[BlackAkuma]

”What was that, Sammie?” Wendy thrust back hard, punching her hips into Samatha’s face. ”Speak up Sammie, I can’t quite hear you!”

Oh, yeah. This was good stuff.

The crowd was behind Wendy for once, cheering her own as she claimed her throne on Samantha’s squealing face. Not that she cared too much how they felt about what she was doing, but it was nice to hear a change from the usual waves of jeers she got with stuff like this. No, they all thought her victim was a bitch, so for one night and one night only, she was the hero. Sort of.

Wendy leaned back, letting more and more of weight press against Samantha’s face, covering her with more flesh, pulling her in deeper and deeper. ”Don’t know why you’re complaining so much, by the way.” She reached down and gave her opponent’s breasts a good squeeze. ”You don’t have the body for a good smother, anyway. Not with a chest like this and an ass like that. My body, on the other hand?”

Wendy lifted up suddenly, pulling Samantha’s head along with her for an instant before it slipped free of her cheeks, and gave her ass a resonating slap. ”I’ve got the perfect body for it. Agree?”

Wendy would only let Samantha get a couple words out before she reached back, grabbed her by the hair, and slammed her face back between the cheeka, sliding it right back in before she settled down again for a full-weight sit.

[dddybee]

Samantha was in big trouble. Big booty trouble to be precise. She was utterly unable to stop Wendy from mocking her, as the sadistic bombshell tormented her under that thicc tushy of hers. She slammed her butt down in Ms. Gang's face, battering it will booty and keeping the full-weight applied from most of the dreaded experience.

"MMMMPPHHHH!"

The mocking would only get worse, with Wendy squeezing Samantha's boobs and commenting on how the gang girl's curves were utterly inferior to her own. Sam was ear-deep in Wendy's cheeks at this point. So deep in fact, that when Ms. Winston opted to lift her huge booty up, Sam's head was forced to also go up for an instant. Still wedged in those shapely cheeks! Sam gasped, after her head plopped back down, with Wendy's hams looming over her. The ruffian visibly flinched and gulped, when Wendy slapped her jiggly posterior in a sexy fashion.

"Ugghhh.... Away.... Get that fat-NGHGH!" Samantha's plead/insult was cut off, as Wendy slammed her punishing rump down hard on Sam's mug, smothering her senseless. This was an absolute nightmare for her, being subjected to a forced, prolonged facesitting secession in front of such a large crowd!

[BlackAkuma]

”God damn, I love my job.”

Wendy brought her ass down once again, trapping Samantha between her cheeks and recreating the seal. She gave the woman’s nipples a good pinch, then sat all the way up to rest her full weight on her face, crossing her arms and sitting like a queen. This was the best stuff, right here - no question of who was in control, no more resistance. Just her dominating some dumb bitch that got in her way. It was all she wanted in life.

But good things couldn't last forever. She did have a match to win, and she was in a prime place to do it. There was just one thing she could do. One more way to twist the knife.

After a few more moments, Wendy lifted her ass off Samantha’s face and gave it a good slap, trying to get her opponent’s attention. ”All right, dumbass, here’s how it’s gonna be.” She looked over her shoulder, making sure Samantha had her full attention. ”I’m winning this match, okay? It’s happening. So your ass is going to sleep. But I can make that a soft time or a hard time, feel me?”

Wendy dropped her ass down, but not all the way. Just enough to graze Samantha’s lips, caressing them with her soft, sweaty cheeks. ”You want the easy treatment? Then start kissing. And I don’t mean pecks, either - I want some good, wet ones.”

[dddybee]

Samantha had spent way, way too much time beneath Wendy's curvy assets for her liking. Sam had preformed some underhanded tricks in the beginning. But things had quickly turned into a one-side smother squashing! "NGGHHHH!" Samantha groaned loudly in Ms. Winston's rear, as the woman pinched Sam's nipples for fun. Wendy seemed to be enjoying herself quite a bit. Samantha almost passed out, only for Wendy to suddenly lift her rear, slapping her big booty to get the ruffian's attention.

Sam was so dazed her speech was slurred, as if she was drunk. Though she listened as her better explained what the situation was. "K-Kisses...? D-Don't..." Suddenly, Wendy lowered her buns again just enough to graze the gangster's mug. After a bit of whimpering, Sam puckered up and started pecking Wendy's cheeks. Despite Wendy's warning, they were just pecks. But Sam preformed a multitude of them, hoping that would make up for the lack of wetness. Or hoping that Wendy just didn't notice....