Annette Tatsumi vs Heather Sunderland

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Anne tried to keep a firm hold on Heather's leg. But she had a hard time keeping them in place as Heather tried to claw her way to the ropes. Slowly but surely, they're closing in towards the ropes. But this torture doesn't ends here so soon...

As Heather manages to get to the ropes, Anne pulls Heather's leg more, giving it a final painful stretch. The ref approaches Anne and gives a 5 count warning to let go of her hold. Anne let go of her hold at the count of 4, retreating herself to the corner. "Sorry! This comes later okay~?" Anne taunted as she leaned forward towards Heather, pointing on her own cleavage.

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Heather finally made her way to the ropes, grabbing tightly on the bottom rope, pulling at it a little in a bit of a frantic way. She yelled out as Anne kept it on still, letting the count go to four, even ramping up the pressure and pain on the hold that she locked in, her leg feeling like it was nearly burning up from how much Anne was wrenching on it.

Finally, after she was forced to break it, Heather rolled onto her butt, rubbing her leg from the pulsating pain, gritting her teeth and blushing up at Annette at her words and actions. She huffed just slightly, trying to thrust her upperbody upwards, attempting to grab onto Anne's arm. She tried to yank her downwards with her, trying to lock her legs tightly around her head for a scissor hold, forcing the girl's face into her crotch if she had managed.

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Anne couldn't resist in taunting Heather after being dominant for the first part of the match. Leaning forward and teasing Heather with the temptation of her nice, round breasts. But it seemed that this was a mistake in Anne's part.

Suddenly Heather thrusts herself upward and took Anne by surprise as she grab Anne's arm. Yanking her down to the mat, she didn't waste time with the next attack too! Anne finds her head wrapped by Heather's legs. In surprise of this sudden turn of event, Anne gripped on Heather's legs, trying to lessen the pressure on Anne's head.

"MMnnngghh!" Anne exclaimed in surprise, gripping on Heather's legs while flailing her body around! She certainly didn't expect Heather to fight back this instantly!

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Heather arched her body a little, her face admittedly red from Anne having teased her with her chest like that. She grit her teeth, it definitely reminding her of their first meeting when her face was buried deep in there--but now Heather was finally on the offensive and she was the one who could bring right back t hat humiliation to Annette.

She reached up, gripping her head to force her in deeper, purposely making her face smoosh right into her crotch beneath her skirt--up against the black cotton panties that she wore beneath it.

"Pass on that, Annette! You can kiss this instead though!" She yelled out, her smirk as wide as it could get, thrusting her hips up continuously to rub her crotch all in her face while she squeezed her in that headscissor.

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Anne find herself in a position similar to her first meeting with Heather. Only with their positions swapped, Anne was the one being humiliated instead of Heather. "Hnnngh-- Nooo---- MNNFFFHH!!!" She finds her head being forced in deeper that she could certainly feel Heather's crotch right on her face. Her legs kicking round desperately. Anne didn't like this scenario.

She stopped kicking around a while later. With her hands still gripping on Heather's legs. Anne needs to think quick on getting out of this humiliating hold! One way that she could think of is to try to power out of this hold. Anne would then bend her legs, her hands travelling up to reach Heather's waist. Anne tried to push Heather up so she could get a footing. If she managed to do this, she would continue to lift Heather up until she was standing! Only to immediately slam Heather back down to the mat.

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Heather had the widest grin on her face as she felt Annette's muffled yells into her crotch, the sensation sending chills and shivers through her body. She bit her lip, arching and rubbing with her hips, doing her best to get the most enjoyment for herself out of the hold as possible while really driving it into Annette.

She licked her lips, humming to herself in satisfaction before suddenly feeling herself start to be lifted up. She blinked in surprise, her heart skipping a beat as she struggled with her desperately. She twist and turned, trying to let go, but she had her in her grasp. She was then slammed right down hard onto the mat, earning a loud grunt from Heather, leaving her sprawled out on her back.

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Anne lifted Heather up, trying to power out of this humiliating hold. She had managed to stand up, all that's left is to slam Heather down to the mat. Anne immediately slammed Heather down. Quickly stumbling backwards after dropping Heather, retreating to the corner. Breathing in and breathing out...

"Not bad... Your thighs are perfect, but I have to pass, I'm not going to lose!" Anne said, complimenting Heather's move and her thighs that almost suffocated her earlier. She then climbs up to the turnbuckle, waiting on Heather to stand up. Before jumping towards Heather and aims to hit her with a crossbody!

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"A-ahaa of course they are. I-I've totally got the best thighs in the whole league" She stuck her tongue out at Anne as she got that compliment, shaking her head a bit to try and shake off the whole impact of that powerbomb like move that she had just received, Annette driving her hard into the mat with that.

She groaned out a little, steadily pushing herself up to her feet, looking up to see Annette leaping right off the ropes. Her eyes widened at the sight, trying to act as if she could catch her like she was some kind of powerhouse, but it definitely didn't work. She was taken right back down onto the mat with the crossbody, grunting out hard as she ended up on her back.

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Seeing Heather finally stood up, Annette made her leap towards Heather. Crossing her body against Heather, she slammed herself against Heather's body. Driving Heather back down to the mat. Annette immediately rolled out after she landed on the mat.

"Well two can play that game then." Annette said, turning Heather around before she sets her legs inbetween Heather's head. She pushes herself forward so that Heather can feel her crotch right on her face. "Bon appetit~" Anne clenches her legs, locking Heather in the same hold she used on Anne before. The headscissor hold!

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Heather took a couple deep breaths in and out, wriggling around on the mat just a bit as she was pretty much laid out underneath Annette from that crossbody. She grit her teeth, wincing before hearing the girl's words, making her blink a couple times, knowing full well what was about to come next.

"W-wai---wait!" She whined out before it was too late, Heather finding herself turned and pulled right in between the girl's legs, those teasing words ringing out as her face was stuffed into her crotch, squeezed in place by her thighs, trapped in an identical hold that she just had Annette in just before. "M-mgpmh!! Mmmmff!!" She whined and whimpered out into her crotch, her face burning a deep red as she pulled and pried at her legs, kicking her own frantically.