Harnessed Humiliation - Avery Merritt vs. Ducky Williams

[RockRye]

Avery’s legs screamed in protest, but she ignored them, her resolve as unyielding as her will to dominate the situation. Her powerful thighs and curvaceous hips pressed down with deliberate force, crushing Ducky's folded legs against the canvas. She let out a sharp war cry, a primal sound of effort and determination, her muscular frame a stunning testament to strength and resilience as she torqued her body to apply maximum pressure.

Planting her palms firmly on the mat, Avery leaned into the hold, bending Ducky’s legs as far as possible. Her body was a mesmerizing display of power and finesse, each muscle taut as she ground away, a predator reveling in her dominance. For several long seconds, she focused entirely on the hold, savoring every twitch and grimace of pain she could coax from Ducky.

Her competitive streak flared back to life. Glancing over her shoulder with a smirk, she taunted her opponent, her voice carrying a sharp edge of mockery. “Do you get it now?” she drawled, her tone both challenging and teasing. “Everything you can do, I can do better.”

Ducky, however, was no fool. She began unwinding their tangled legs, her movements calculated and steady. Avery fought to maintain control, her legs straining to keep the hold intact, but Ducky’s persistence and the toll on her own knees made it impossible. Avery managed to mash down on Ducky’s ankle in a final show of resistance, but it was fleeting. With a pop akin to a cork shooting free from a wine bottle, Avery’s legs unhooked, and the connection broke.

The loss of control left Avery sprawled on all fours, her breath coming in short bursts as the pain in her knees flared. Before she could fully collect herself, Ducky, not one to miss an opportunity, delivered a sharp kick to Avery’s thigh. The strike sent a ripple through her leg, and Avery winced, her jaw tightening as her pride took a hit along with her body.

But Avery was not one to let pain or humiliation dictate her next move. Gritting her teeth, she forced herself to rise, every fiber of her being protesting as her knees threatened to buckle. She steadied herself, pushing past the agony, and adopted a more upright stance.

Her blue eyes narrowed, her signature haughtiness returning as she addressed Ducky with venom-laced bravado. “Hope you enjoyed that,” she sneered, circling her opponent with deliberate, measured steps as they reset. Her gait was slightly stiff, but she did her best to mask the discomfort. “Because that was your last moment of success in this match.”

[ADarlingDucky]

The moment that Avery succeeded in rolling the pair over, Ducky would feel the immediate reversal of pressure, as the slow and merciless torque she had unleashed on Avery's legs would come rushing right back into her own, a sustained burn that immediately made escape a top priority! Avery knew it as well, and for that reason Ducky would feel an immediate tensing of her foe's legs as she attempted to untangle her own, the heavyweight pushing down on the canvas to milk the reversal for all she could before it ended! Ducky let out a strained groan, before fighting back a cry of pain that threatened to make it's way free as Avery case a gaze over her shoulder, likely getting a view of Ducky's thick rear as she struggled to get herself free as a reward! But eventually, she would get free indeed, giving one last yank to pull her legs out of Avery's clutches, and with a parting shot, throw out a kick to the meaty thigh of the woman behind her, something that likely would do more damage to her pride than it would to her massive legs!

Still, in spite of the way her hold had turned on her, Ducky showed no less smugness when rising up and turning around, flashing a grin at Avery that clearly conveyed some sort of enjoyment of the situation! And as her foe continued to sneer, Ducky's smirk would grow even wider, before letting out an outright laugh in Avery's face in response to her threats, a clear difference from Avery brushing her off previous!

"Are you sure that's what you meant to say? Are you sure it wasn't more of you going 'No no no! Not my legs, please! Noooooo!'" Ducky threw her hands up in pleading fashion, along with a highly exaggerated mimic of Avery's pompous tone, it was clear that Ducky felt her confidence surge thanks to the way that Avery had struggled to handle the hold!

"But for the record, I did enjoy that. And I'm going to enjoy it a lot more when you're getting harnessed!" The blonde said with a smirk, before suddenly darting towards Avery once more, reaching out and grabbing hold of the bigger blonde! Ordinarily, Ducky wouldn't want to engage in a test of strength like this with a bigger woman, but this time was different! Ducky would shove back as hard as she could, hoping that Avery's legs were in enough pain that she couldn't form a good base, which would hopefully allow Ducky to start shoving her back towards one of the corners of the ring!

[RockRye]

Avery’s gaze sharpened at the sound of Ducky’s taunting voice, the smaller blonde practically dripping with smugness. Oh, how Avery could stride over and slap the expression clean off her face. But no, she wouldn’t waste her energy on a cheap slap. Instead, her lips curled into a venomous scowl, and she retorted with her usual icy flair. “Peasants are so pathetic,” she said, her voice lilting with mockery. “They wouldn’t know true refinement if it sang them a sonnet.”

Lesser women loved to mock Avery for her voice, the polished, regal tones that seemed to incite both jealousy and disdain. But she’d made it a habit to turn that mockery into their undoing. Once she had them dismantled and utterly humiliated, perched on their faces with no escape, she ensured they heard her voice. Every word. Every laugh. Every taunt.

But Avery didn’t rush. She couldn't afford to rush and end up in that same position a second time. She moved with measured grace, her long, powerful legs forcing every step to be precise, calculated. She circled the ring with a predator’s patience, her body taut with restrained fury. Her legs, despite the pain and the residual ache from Ducky’s earlier assault, were still the foundation of her strength.

For her part, Ducky wasn’t content to wait. The smaller blonde announced herself with a sharp threat as she charged, her intention clear. Avery’s eyes narrowed. She twisted on a heel to meet her, but the damage to her legs proved telling. Her base faltered, her knees failing to hold firm under the collision. She stumbled back, losing three steps under the other woman's onslaught. Frustration crossed her face as she growled low in her throat.

Ducky pressed forward, hoping to capitalize, but Avery wasn’t done yet. She didn’t need her legs to make an impact, not entirely. With a sharp intake of breath, she planted herself as best as she could and reached out, grabbing Ducky hard near the armpits.

Her core and shoulders surged into action, her muscles flexing powerfully as she twisted her entire body. Using Ducky’s momentum against her, Avery turned the charge into a throw. The smaller blonde was lifted clean off the mat, her trajectory redirected toward the corner with a forceful toss.

[ADarlingDucky]

Holding up her hands and putting on her best impression of Avery's voice, Ducky's mocker of her foe's screams during the figure four leglock would earn some laughter from those seated close enough to the ring to hear the pair, no doubt only furthering Avery's ire! She responded in exactly the fashion that Ducky expected as well, turning up her nose at the smaller woman and throwing yet another insult her way, continuing to let her pompous attitude run wild as she doubled down on her words! Of course, they could have exchanged another round of insults right then and there, just from one interaction, but each time that they spoke, the need for them to do damage to each other increased! And knowing that her foe's legs weren't feeling too hot at the current moment, Ducky would charge forwards, rushing directly at Avery to slam into her with a lock-up that was more of a shove towards the corner of the ring!

She could see the way that the heavyweight winced when met with the force, the figure four having hurt badly enough that Avery wasn't going to try and meet her head-on, lest they give out from beneath her! However, as Ducky was about to find out, that didn't mean that Avery was out of options, as even with her legs feeling the effects of the submission, she'd plant them as best she could, as her hands shot out and grabbed Ducky underneath the armpits, in the same fashion that you would pluck an unruly child off the floor!

"Nnngh! Get your hands off- Waaaah!" Ducky began to protest Avery's grabbing of her, only to find herself suddenly yanked clean off the mat, Avery using the momentum of her charge to hoist her clean off of her feet, and in the next instant, Ducky found herself soaring over the canvas and towards the corner!

"UUGH! Nnngh..." Ducky let out a gasp as she slammed into the corner posts, back arching as she impacted against the unyielding turnbuckles, the air forced out of her body as she hit! It was a jarring feeling, and as the air was forced out of her, she would sling her arms over the top ropes to keep herself on her feet for now! But all her initiative had seemingly vanished, as she was left holding herself up in the corner, trying to catch her breath!

[RockRye]

Avery Merritt relished moments like these. Moments where her superiority was unquestionable, undeniable, and on full display. Tossing Ducky into the corner with ease was a thrill, a spectacle of power and control that played directly into Avery’s well-honed image.

The pivot, the way her curvy, commanding frame shifted and flexed as she sent the smaller blonde careening, it was pure perfection. Even the slight stumble as she caught her balance was fleeting, inconsequential, and certainly not enough to dim the smug grin on her face as she watched Ducky slam into the turnbuckles with a satisfying thud.

Avery paused for just a moment, her chest rising and falling with exertion and satisfaction as her sharp blue eyes roved over her opponent’s sprawled form. Ducky was undeniably appealing, Avery admitted to herself, her athletic build, her vibrant if misplaced spirit, the way she looked utterly at her mercy now, ripe for the picking.

“Know your place,” Avery declared, her voice dripping with disdain and a hint of glee.

Her powerful legs protested slightly as she pushed off, but she ignored the ache. Avery straightened to her full height, tossing her golden hair behind her ear with a practiced flourish, and strutted toward the middle of the ring. Her movements were unhurried, deliberate, her hips swaying with confidence that bordered on arrogance. This was a moment to be savored, a moment for Ducky, the crowd, and anyone watching to drink in the immaculate view of a queen in control.

Satisfied with her positioning, Avery pivoted sharply, her eyes locking onto Ducky’s slumped form in the corner. With a sudden burst of energy, she kicked off the mat, her long strides making the ring tremble with each step. The ache in her legs screamed louder as she gained momentum, but Avery pressed on, fueled by the intoxicating knowledge of what was about to happen.

Avery launched herself forward, her arms spreading wide as she took to the air in a low, powerful leap. Her aim was precise, her intent unmistakable, as she drove her chest forward with all the force she could muster, aiming to crash into Ducky's face with both breasts.

[ADarlingDucky]

Conceptually, the idea to charge into Avery and force her into a test of strength while her legs were hurting was a good one, a position that could potentially lead to Ducky using her foe's weakened base to force her back into a corner, where she had far less options to retaliate! Of course, things that were a sure bet conceptually didn't always happen in reality, and Ducky was in the process of finding that out as she charged the heavyweight woman, her plan to force Avery backwards going horribly awry! Instead of rushing forwards and grabbing hold of Avery, she found herself snatched up, the heavyweight's hands grabbing hold of her under the armpits and hoisting her aloft as if she were a child! The busty middleweight was suddenly spun and flung, flying across the air with a yelp before crashing into the turnbuckles upon coming back down, a hard landing after charging in so confidently!

The impact was hard, and with no idea that it would be what happened when she charged for Avery, Ducky felt the effects even more, her breath forced out of her thanks to the crash landing against the buckles! It would almost be enough to drop her down to the mat, but she was able to reach her arms out and sling them over the top ropes, using them to keep her aloft for now. Although, if she knew what was coming next, perhaps it would have just been better to drop down! Hearing Avery's words, Ducky would begin to look up, only to find the busty heavyweight flying at her, charging towards the middleweight titties-first!

"Would you shut uUUUMPHGH!" Ducky's words were stopped when her head rose just in time for Avery's massive, curvy frame to slam flush against her, utterly crushing her into the corner! Avery's chest, large and round and moving far too fast for any of the softness to matter, would slam directly into Ducky's face, burying her in cleavage for a moment as the busty women collided, Ducky taking the far worse of the impact! Her body was utterly flattened by Avery's massive frame and all the speed she'd built up, and after the heavyweight would bounce off, Ducky's face freed from her cleavage, the blonde's ability to hold herself up would disappear, leaving her to drop to the mat with a thud!

"Uugh! Nnnngh... uuuhh..." Ducky landed on her plump rear with a groan as her body, no longer fully responding to her wants, would relax into the corner, the blonde slumping into the turnbuckles behind her! Utterly crushed by Avery, she was in the worst position she could possibly be in, with her heavyweight opponent standing right above her, no doubt ready to make her day even worse!

[RockRye]

Avery realized quickly that she had gotten the entirety of her breast-first splash onto Ducky, the impact reverberating through her already battered frame. Looking down, she saw her immaculate, heavy cleavage, still marked with the red streak from Ducky’s earlier chop, unfortunately, completely crushing Ducky’s face. For a fleeting moment, only Ducky’s wide eyes were visible, the rest of her head buried deeply into Avery’s chest. Avery could feel the other blonde's nose pressed firmly against her sternum, a sensation that brought an instinctive grin to her lips.

She pushed herself back up, wobbling slightly as her legs threatened to buckle beneath her. Her body screamed at her to stop, but her will was ironclad. Avery gritted her teeth and rose to her full height, towering over the slumping form of Ducky, who slid bonelessly into the corner. It was perfect. Exactly where she wanted her.

A devilish grin crept across Avery’s face, though it was briefly interrupted by a grimace as she rubbed at the sore spot on her chest. The collision had taken its toll, but it was a small price to pay for the control she now had. She loomed over Ducky, inspecting her fallen opponent with calculated glee. Avery’s voice cut through the cacophony of the crowd, dripping with mockery. “What was that you were saying, darling?” She tilted her head, as if considering an answer, then smirked. “Actually… I don’t care.”

The crowd roared with approval, already anticipating what was coming. Avery turned to face them, her grin widening as their cheers hit fever pitch. She basked in their reaction, performing for her audience with practiced ease. Her hands moved to the bottom of her leotard, pulling it up slightly to reveal even more of her thick, taut backside. The crowd erupted again, feeding off her deliberate tease. Avery threw them a wink over her shoulder before turning her attention back to Ducky.

“Still feeling like their champion, sweetheart?” Avery taunted as she sauntered toward the corner. "They want to see what I'm about to do to you." Her steps were deliberate, her hips swaying with the kind of confidence only she could muster. Her focus was absolute, her grin growing sharper as she loomed over the helpless Ducky.

Without any pretense or hesitation, Avery turned around, gripping the ropes for leverage. With a powerful motion, she thrust her thick rear back, slamming her hips directly into Ducky’s face. The impact buried the smaller blonde between her cheeks. Avery didn’t stop there, though. She ground her hips back with violent fervor, her stinkface not meant to be playful or teasing but a humiliating display of dominance. Each motion sent her thick cheeks jiggling and carried Ducky along for the ride, the crowd’s cheers growing louder with every second of the relentless assault.

[ADarlingDucky]

Holding herself up in the corner, Ducky could only glance up in time to see a flash of pale skin and white fabric before Avery made contact with her, the heavyweight's busty frame utterly crushing her against the corner in a splash that rattled the ring! The corner post groaned in protest of the force that it was subjected to, and for a moment, Avery remained pressed tight to the woman beneath her, Ducky's face buried between her tits, face smushed by the round chest of Avery Merritt! It was only for a moment though, as when Avery finally pulled away, Ducky would slide down to the mat with almost no resistance, landing with a thump on her own famed backside! The splash had clearly crushed all of the air and the fight from her for the moment, and now that she was down against the turnbuckle like this, the crowd's excitement grew to a fever pitch!

Avery, standing above her, would call down to the blonde as she massaged her chest where Ducky had been impacted, her words only a dull roar to the seated blonde who's head swam and body cried out in protest of the very situation she was in! It would take far more time than she was going to be given to recover from this, and all Ducky could do was wearily raise her head up to look up at Avery, who was towering over her with all the importance that she had given herself before the match began! It was infuriating, but the worst part was that Ducky could do nothing about it!

Avery's hands slid behind her back, and Ducky could tell from the roar of the fans that she was yanking up the back of her leotard, something that would surely draw cheers! Unfortunately for the seated blonde, Avery's words were true. No matter how beloved of a face you were or how detestable of a heel your opponent was, if you were about to be smothered within the LAW arena, chances were that the crowd was going to cheer it. It was no different now, and as Avery strutted up to Ducky, the roar grew louder and louder. They did, in fact, want to see what Avery was about to do!

And as she spun around and gripped the top ropes, backside just in front of Ducky, the blonde could see why! Avery was a large woman, with massive thighs and incredibly curvy hips, a figure that was as sensual as it was powerful. But even all of that couldn't match up to her backside. Her ass, nearly completely exposed to Ducky after having her outfit wedged up, was utterly massive, large and smooth, jiggling with each small movement, clearly having muscles but still big enough to be so round and squishy! In many ways, it was one of the most impressive asses the blonde had ever seen! She might even say that it rivaled her own, if she hadn't grown to detest Avery so quickly!

And after almost no time to prepare, that utterly massive ass was dropped directly on her face!

"Mmmmmph! Mmmmmhh!" In an instant, Ducky was buried nearly up to her ears in buttcheek, Avery's massive ass immediately swallowing the blonde's face and utterly covering her! The heavyweight would begin to grind her hips left and right, up and down, and every other direction that she pleased, making sure to grind her ass over every single inch of Ducky's face, with the blonde forced to sit there and take it! Her face was smushed and squashed by Avery's asscheeks, her thick rear jiggling and shaking alluringly as she performed her stinkface, with Ducky only able to lightly kick her legs against the canvas and paw at Avery's hips, forced to endure the smother for as long as her opponent was willing to dish it out for!

[RockRye]

Avery's movements were as precise as they were merciless, her hips driving back repeatedly into Ducky's face with an almost rhythmic intensity. Avery’s focus never wavered; she reveled in the control she wielded, feeding off the crowd’s roars as they alternated between astonished gasps and uncontainable cheers.

The referee lingered nearby, clearly conflicted. Avery’s actions had straddled the line between theatricality and outright torturous, and the fact that Ducky was propped up against the ropes only complicated matters. Rules dictated that the ropes should offer sanctuary, but the stinkface wasn’t exactly a conventional hold even if Avery's was more brutal than most. The ref's hand hovered uncertainly. Avery paused her assault to simply settle her weight onto Ducky’s face, casting a piercing glare in the ref's direction. The look was effective, since the woman's hesitation solidified into inaction.

The crowd ate it up, their cheers swelling to deafening levels as Avery shifted her focus to them. With a flourish, she arched her back and ran her hands down the length of her toned body, her movements fluid and suggestive. The shift in energy was electric, and Avery basked in the adulation, playing the role of queen commanding her loyal subjects.

But even as she indulged the crowd, Avery never let up on Ducky. She resumed her movements with newfound ferocity, grinding and battering until the blonde beneath her felt practically imprinted against her. Sweat and saliva from Ducky's face and lips painted Avery’s rear, but her expression remained a portrait of satisfaction, her confidence unwavering.

Eventually, the theatrics gave way; she did have a goal here, after all, and that was to leave Ducky strapped against her ass. Avery leaned forward, her hands reaching down to entangle themselves in Ducky’s golden locks. Her fingers curled tightly. “Don’t pass out on me now,” Avery teased with a sultry lilt, pulling Ducky’s face deeper against her ass as she pressed back with all her might.

The referee began counting, the sharp bark of “One! Two!” cutting through the air. Avery held fast, the pressure unyielding as she milked every second she could. The crowd counted along, their voices rising in unison, building to a crescendo as the count reached four. At the last possible moment, Avery released her grip and rose to her feet, spinning away with a flourish.

She raised her arms high, basking in the audience’s thunderous ovation. The cheers were a mix of awe and admiration, and Avery drank it in like a queen acknowledging her adoring court. Her strut was deliberate, each step radiating confidence as she turned her attention back to Ducky. She continued to ignore the soreness in her knees, telling herself it mattered none.

Eventually, Avery sauntered back toward her, her voice cutting through the cacophony with the precision of a blade. “That’s your place in the world,” she declared, her tone dripping with condescension.

She didn’t wait for a response and didn’t need one. The harder side of her hip drove toward Ducky one more time, hoping to pin her against the turnbuckle before she finally peeled her away from it for more fun in the middle of the ring.

[ADarlingDucky]

In the battle between the two busty blondes, the majority of which had been built upon the two women's figures and how they stacked up against one another, it seemed like an inevitability that one of them would end up like this, seated in the corner. Ducky had hoped that it wouldn't be her, and she had certainly hoped that if it had been, it wouldn't be so early into the match, and yet here she was, firmly planted on her ass and leaned up against the turnbuckles, sitting pretty in the edge of the ring! She had recovered just enough as well to raise her head up and watch Avery's approach, the heavyweight blonde waltzing straight up to her with all the pomp and importance she had given herself earlier, to turn around and position herself just in front of Ducky! Her massive, sculpted ass, round and pale and so impressively shaped, was left to hover in front of Ducky for just a moment, and then the middleweight would find herself buried with one swift movement from Avery's hips!

If Avery were anything other than a preening ass towards Ducky, the blonde might not have minded so much! However, given Avery's insistence on pushing Ducky down to prop herself up, the overwhelming feeling as Ducky was drowned in a sea of ass was one of abject humiliation, as Avery looked to embarrass Ducky at her own specialty! And she was doing a damn good job of it so far, as the heavyweight blonde would grip the ropes tight and grind her hips this way and that, thick cheeks jiggling against Ducky's face, as she dished out one of the most thorough stinkfaces that LAW had seen recently!

"Mmmmph! Mmmhhh!" Ducky's cries were muffled into the thick cheeks her face was buried in, and as she sank deep into Avery's buttcrack, the large woman would even go so far as to pause her movements entirely, simply sitting down and placing all her weight on Ducky's pretty features! The middleweight was trapped, and the massive ass on her face kept her pinned down as Avery's smother continued!

However, soon enough the feeling of Avery's massive rear on her face wasn't the only one that Ducky would be subjected to, as she could feel the woman reach back and grab a handful of her hair, getting a nice, firm grip on it! And then, with one monstrously strong pull that sent waves of pain into her scalp, Avery wrenched hard, yanking Ducky's face as deep in her ass as it could go, pushing all of her weight backwards onto the blonde's face as she did so!

"MMMPH!" Ducky yelped, but no sound would make it to the outside world! Thanks to Avery's wrenching and the strong force her hips applied, Ducky was buried to a new extreme, completely hidden from the world by those cheeks and deep enough that her nose was rubbing against the thin fabric of Avery's leotard, the only thing that would spare her from the full brunt of the stinkface! The referee's count couldn't come quick enough, but finally, it would reach a point where Avery would be forced to release her hair, and finally, stand up off of Ducky!

"GAH! Ah... hah... uh..." Ducky let out a hearty gasp as Avery finally stood up off of her, not without smushing Ducky's head into the turnbuckle one final time with a swing of her hip, before standing up and walking away, hips swinging as she did. With her face finally freed, it would become clear immediately what an effect the smother had on her! Ducky's cheeks were flushed red, little strands of hair stuck to her face here and there, and she was covered in beads of sweat, looking exhausted and disheveled, all from the brutal smother! Still, she was only inviting more disaster staying where she was, so she would reach up, grasping the same ropes that Avery just had, and with somewhat shaky legs, pull herself up to her feet once more, getting up enough to lean hard against the post behind her. It was the same position she had just been in when this started, but she would at least try to begin walking along the edge of the ring with the ropes behind her to steady her, looking prime for Avery to leap on as she recovered!