To conquer a goddess - Louise Bélair vs Reina Izara

[Bearhug Goddess]

Louise was grunting and panting in pain, Reina hasn't given her a single second of respite until now and she hoped to take advantage of it as much as possible to recover her breath and her energy to take revenge for her last seconds. The so-called goddess looked more like a little kitten now, Reina had simply brushed away all the advantage and domination that the Frenchwoman had built since the start of this match as if nothing had happened.

It was a display of incredible strength and technique that completely eclipsed Louise, it irritated her enormously but what could she do? Reina did not give her the necessary time to recover and trapped Louise's face in a powerful Headcissor. Reina's guillotine was powerful, squeezing the poor kitten's face like it was nothing while Louise still tried to push Reina's thighs away with her hands.

“Nghhhhh!.. Aaaaaargh..!”

But it was not enough, Reina not only stopped in this guillotine which could surely end the match with this simple movement but decided to do better by trying to completely break Louise, rolling with her to lay her on her stomach , using her powerful thighs to slam the goddess' face into the mat before rolling again continuing her guillotine hold.

"Ngh! Nghhh! Ughhhh!!... Aaaaaaaaah.."

Louise's moans were heard every time her head hit the mat and a long sigh was heard when she found herself lying on her back again. You would have thought that with this dizziness and all her blows, Louise would end up giving up and losing this match.

But the kitten quickly transformed into a lioness, growling in rage as she let her anger speak while continuing to push Reina's powerful thighs with her hands and digging her nails into them. She was short on time and energy but nothing was impossible, she was going to prove why she called herself "Goddess" by surpassing her limits and beating Reina who, she had to admit, was much stronger than her.

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As the crowd watched Reina nail Louise's head into the mat, there was a mix of cheers and boos all the while. Every time Reina raised her beautiful legs with Lou in tow, there was swell of "YEAAAAAH," but the moment her legs went down, a thunderous barrage of "BOO" sounded after it. Cheers and boos, slam after slam was the orchestra Reina had made. And her star, her "favorite" soloist did her part perfectly.

Every moan and groan from Louise was music to her ears, and she only wished she could've done more. Even if she was fueled by her hurt pride, Reina was still banged up from this match. Her lungs were still tired, her body still ached, and her legs were starting to feel exhausted. Sure, she could keep a headscissor for a while, but after this whole match? She was far from a 100%.

So, the moment she felt Louise's claws tear into her thighs, she seethed and huffed, trying to strain ger legs to keep their hold for just a little bit more. She had to drain more of this kitten's energy before she could finish her off.

'Just, a little bit more...' Reina mentally pleaded with herself. But no, Louise's claws were dug too deep, they hurt too much. She had to let her go, and with it, she scrambled back to the ropes. Climbing them for leverage with a pained scowl on her face.

"You...aggravating little cat." She sneered.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Louise was not having a good time, Reina's thighs were too powerful to be pushed back with the strength of her arms alone. It was perhaps the first time she met a woman physically stronger than her and it irritated her to have to admit it. But the goddess had a status to defend, a self-proclaimed title to defend and she would give everything she had in this match, maybe even a little more if she wanted to win this match and not just push her opponent away.

The spectators quickly understood the French woman's second nickname, the wildcat, which obviously designated her free and wild side. Louise's nails were planted against Reina's muscular thighs and they only had one function, to weaken Reina's thighs to be able to push her away more easily. It still took her several seconds before she was freed but it had worked, Louise could finally breathe normally.

“HAAAAA!....Hahhhh!...Grrrr..!”

Louise grunted slightly after her long gasps, she saw her opponent in front of her stand up using the ropes behind her. The Frenchwoman also got up and while she hadn't regained all her breath, she used all her endurance to throw herself at Reina at full speed, seeking to use her Goddess' Clash to crush her opponent against the ropes with her body and mostly by crushing her generous chest against Reina's.

“Nghhhhh !!"

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If there was one thing Reina would ever give Louise a compliment about, it was the fact that she managed to make Reina despise cats over the course of this match. Everytime she held victory in her grasp, every time she was about to make this so called goddess learn her place, this happened! This flagrant, uncouth, animalistic desperation tore her away from her victory. Her deserved victory to finally silence every little plebeian who brought up her smother losing streak. But no, Louise wanted to be a cat, not even a charming one, a feral little tom cat that seemed like it wanted to claw Reina's thighs off.

Leaning against the ropes with anger burning in her chest, Reina tried to catch her breath, trying to steady her legs so she could return to her offense. She had time right? There was no way that Louise would get up after all that right? But no, no, Reina was never so lucky when it came to situations like this. For in some fit of anger, or a surprise second breath, Reina could only watch with wide golden eyes as Louise splashed right on top of her. Driving the air out of her lungs as she felt her chest disappear beneath the french woman's

"UUURGH! HUFF!" Gasping as she felt Louise dive on her chest, Reina buckled on her ass. Her legs finally giving out after all they went through. Clawing, straining with a headscissor, they were done, they needed a rest. And, sadly for Reina there was nothing she could do to wake them back up. For now, it seemed she was in her Goddesses' domain, as whether she liked it or not, she was looking up at Louise for the time being.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Louise was not a good strategist and was even stupid in general. She wasn't even considered a real wrestler by the majority of spectators, her way of fighting was too aggressive. But that didn't stop the goddess from beating a good number of wrestlers and being quite strong at giving smothers and adapting to her opponents, as if she was naturally made to fight. Obviously, a woman as proud as Louise would give up and lose a match even in the worst situations and it ended up paying off against Reina who freed the Frenchwoman and was then attacked by Louise.

Louise's chest slammed against her opponent's to push Reina backwards, forcing her to be crushed between the ropes and the goddess's body for several seconds before Louise finally backed away, letting Reina fall. Was it because of fatigue or was the blow she had just delivered effective enough to stun her opponent? She didn't know it and didn't want to waste her time finding out, what matters now is that Reina was sitting in front of her and had a moment of weakness, missing such a great opportunity to finish this match would be a shame. waste!

Louise was also tired and she knew it, if Reina managed to struggle and prevent her from finishing this match she might not be able to free herself from another scissor hold from Reina. No choice, she had to do the first thing that came to mind that could weaken her opponent at that moment and the first thing that came to the goddess' mind was the humiliating capture of Reina, Concubine Place.

“Haaah...!”

Louise then tried to copy this technique which had marked her for good and for bad, clinging to the ropes in front of her while holding them firmly with both hands before sitting between the chest and the chin of her opponent, now forcing Reina's shoulders crashing against the ropes. But instead of giving sexy pelvic thrusts like Reina had done, Louise used her feet still on the mat to raise her body and fall on Reina to crush her with all her weight, continuing in this way several times until the referee intervenes for the rope break.

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Legs gone, and lungs breathless, Reina hated the position she was in right now. Weak, tired, and in need of a break, the conqueror knew this so-called goddess wouldn't wait for long to make her next move. Both of them are near their limit, both have been battered, and bruised this whole match, and if her instincts were right, this was the final stretch.

One move, one decision would pave the way for the victor. And much to her annoyance, right as she gripped the ropes to try and raise herself back up, her golden eyes saw Louise approaching at a breakneck speed! And worst of all, she was doing her move, and did it wrong!

Before she could even dream or dropping her arms, before she could even dream of catching Lou and slamming her to the mat for even having the audacity to use her move, the goddesses' legs had already straddled her shoulders. And soon enough, so rio did Reina's chest feel all 158 pounds of Louise's body drop on it. Raining bomb after bomb again and again!

"Urck! Uumph! Aaaah!" Reina yelled as she practically deflated with every drop untill mercifully, she heard to referee give her 5th count. Forcing the French woman to let her go. Leaving the American to crumple on her knees, glaring and seething with every breath as she looked up at Louise. Swearing that if she got in control again, she would make her go through hell. With an emphasis on if.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Louise's movements were slower, heavier and more messy than usual, she was as tired as Reina but she still had the strength to stand unlike her opponent. This "messy" side was felt when the goddess copied the conqueror's move, preferring to crush her opponent's chest with jumps rather than moving her hips to sensually rub her opponent's face. It didn't seem like it but it was tiring to jump repeatedly and adding the fatigue already present, Louise only managed to do three jumps before the referee intervened at the fifth second.

"Haaah...Haaah...Haaah.."

Never had the goddess been so tired and sweaty in her life, she even fell to her knees in front of Reina as she panted. It was too much, Louise had reached her limit and was not going to be able to do more in this match, she had to finish it now. But first she needed to have a little more strength, losing a few seconds to regain enough breath to finish this match.

She then grabbed Reina by the hair, holding it tightly before pulling her away from the ropes and closer to the center of the ring. Louise then lay down on her back, pulling Reina towards her so that her head rested on her chest before making a final effort, a roll to the side to crush Reina's body under hers and above all crush her enormous breasts on the face of the conqueror to end this match with a breast smother.

"Know your fucking place... Trash.."

Louise continued to pant, enough that Reina felt Louise's chest rise and fall with each breath. The goddess's eyes were also closed, her head lowered, her hands only served as supports against the mat and her whole body was relaxed to be heavier than it already was, she did not want to tire herself unnecessarily and wanted to ensure victory.

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Reina hated this position. Reina hated how exhausted she felt. And above all else, she hated the French woman who was using her chest like a trampoline. Sweaty, chest heaving, and anger broiling, Reina was sure she must've looked like she took a trip through hell. And if how she felt was anything to go by, she would've believed them. Even if they were just three drops, even if they were messy and unfocused, 158 pounds dropping even once was a nightmare to endure. And even Reina, despite her anger, despite her pride was still human at the end of the day.

Because when she dropped back down to her rear, the only movement she could muster was a glare. But sadly for her, a look that could kill wasn't going to save her. Feeling a tug on her hair, Reina knew she was done.

"Haah...haah..."

There was nothing left, no burst of strength, no clever counter, and no second wind. As Louise pulled her and rested her face on her chest, Reina's mind went to earlier in the matc where she speared the French woman outside the ring. Landing on her much like this, but unlike then, she wasn't in control, Louise was. And she made that clear the moment she rolled Reina on her back, smothering her face in her massive chest.

And worst of all, just to put a cherry on top, Louise called her trash.With a shiver down her spine, Reina knew she couldn't do nothing about it. She had lost. And soon, she went limp, laid out flat on her back, crushed beneath her goddess.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Louise felt her body getting lighter with time, each second spent smothering her opponent with her breasts reassured her and brought her closer to victory. But doubt prevented her from being calm, she feared a potential comeback from Reina who would miraculously manage to push her back and make her regret her last seconds of this match.

"Hmmm...Hmm..."

But the seconds passed, Reina's muffled noises were heard less and less and her movements more... This attracted the curiosity of the referee who stood next to the two wrestlers, grabbing Reina's arm and press it to see if she responded. No answer. No movement, no noise, no response to her calls and pressure, the referee was now certain that Reina was unable to fight.

*DING DING DING*

The bell rang three times to signal the end of this match, the referee ordered Louise to let go of her opponent and did so by falling on her side, remaining lying down for a few seconds while panting slowly. She could hear her theme again, signaling that the match had indeed been won by her. The crowd was also making noise, half were congratulating the Frenchwoman for winning this match while the other were booing... Unless it was for Reina?... She didn't know it and wasn't going to lose her time to think about this kind of futility, the public only served to make her name known, not to admire her.

"Haaaah...Finally... I beat that bitch...!"

Louise stood up using the ropes and looked down at her opponent with a small smile on her lips. She was obviously happy to have won this difficult match but she did not expect this match to be so difficult, especially against a stranger like Reina, whose first name she still did not know. The goddess clicked her tongue and left the ring without even giving a sign to the spectators, she wanted to return to the locker room as quickly as possible and think about training that would help her win this kind of match more easily by strengthening herself physically and finding new technique, its basis was perhaps solid but was not going to be enough in the long term.

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Startling awake with a gasp of breath, Reina hurled herself up in a breathless pant. Wishing she didn't move so fast as she cradled her head, feeling the world spin as she tried to root herself.

But even so, the physical pain was nothing compared to the shame she felt now. Again. She lost a smother match again! Every time, every single time when victory is right in her grasp, everything falls apart!

"Ngh... shameful..." Reina groaned, forcing herself to her feet. "Absolutely shameful." She muttered. Shaking her head, the fallen conqueror knew what she had to do. She had to get better. She had to make herself into an even better competitor if she were to ever hoped to end this streak of humiliation.

"I will be better." She promised before making her way to the back. Cradling her tired body all the while.

Louise Bélair Wins by Smother K.O!