Drop a Gem on 'Em: Bengal VS. Sapphire (Submission Match)

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal was still in a daze, but as Aoto straddled her and leaned down, the Tiger seemed to become aware of what was happening. Her eyes went wide with indignation as her face flushed. She murmured in protest, but her voice was hoarse and weak. "Don't you dare, you little upstart-mmMMmmFFfff!" The rest of her insult was cut off as her face was squashed into the young wrestler's ample bust. Even though Bengal's opponent was slightly shorter and lighter than the Tiger, her natural assets allowed her to use such smother holds to devastating effect.

Aoto's supple breasts pressed firmly against Bengal's lips, forming a tight seal and cutting off the Tiger's air supply. Humiliated by this sudden reversal of fortune, all the veteran could do was wriggle helplessly, while she sank deeper and deeper into Sapphire's pillowy bosom. Panicked sweat was streaming down her face, smearing her eye makeup and running into Aoto's cleavage. Her head was growing light, and when she tried to raise her arms to shove the other woman off, she found that her limbs no longer responded to her commands. Blackness was starting to close in around her - not just the darkness of the smother hold, but the threat of losing consciousness.

The Tiger couldn't believe what was happening. A part of her hoped that she had just hit her head on the turnbuckle harder than she thought, and was hallucinating this whole disaster. Was she seriously about to get smothered out by this rookie, all in the opening minutes of the match? She couldn't let that happen, but she also couldn't see a way to prevent it. Unless...

Bengal suddenly had an idea, a way to take advantage of her opponent's relative lack of experience. She gave an exaggerated gasp, then went limp in Aoto's arms, pretending that she'd been knocked out. She waited with her eyes closed, hoping that she could fool the other woman into releasing the hold early. A seasoned LAW wrestler would have known that she was faking, but Sapphire was still in the Young Lioness program. Would she end up falling for Bengal's trick?

[Potato]

The rookie continued to use her best assets to her advantage, successfully executing her favourite smother hold on the veteran wrestler! She holds onto her opponent tightly, not letting her opponent have any chance of escaping as she feels the struggles of her opponent start to slow and weaken. Before long, she hears Bengal let out a gasp under her bosom before passing out!

Aoto sees Bengal go limp under her hold, getting extremely excited as she loosens the hold and calls for the ref. Unfortunately for Bengal, Aoto does not fully let go of the hold, her boobs still placed gently on Bengal's face.

"R-r-ref! S-she's o-out..."

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

As Aoto's arms went slack, Bengal suddenly sprang back to life. She clutched the rookie's hips for leverage, pushing herself up out of the smother hold with a wet sucking sound. The Tiger swiftly drew her legs up and kicked Sapphire in the stomach with both feet, shoving her away, then using that same momentum to roll back onto her feet. Her chest heaved, drawing in deep, desperate breaths, like an ocean swimmer who had just surfaced from a long dive.

Of course, as soon as she got her breath back, Bengal used it to keep taunting her opponent. "Awww, what's wrong? Are you surprised?" she crooned, straightening to face Aoto. "Guess I'm not out, after all. There's a free lesson for you, sweetie. Don't let go until you're sure!"

Despite her cocky tone, Bengal knew deep down that she had no reason to be so arrogant. She might have escaped from Aoto's grasp, but she'd still come frighteningly close to a shocking defeat. Her chest felt like it was on fire, and she was painfully self-conscious of her sweat-stained face and ruined makeup. The painted stripes around her right eye were meant to resemble the big cats she took her name from, but with the way they'd ran and blurred, she now looked more like a raccoon that had rummaged through a dirty dumpster.

It's all her fault, the Tiger thought venomously, locking her gaze onto her opponent. As much as Bengal loved to trash talk, right now she knew it was time to stop running her mouth. She would prove herself with her actions instead. She crouched low, then pounced at the young fighter with arms extended, aiming to spear Aoto into the turnbuckle behind her!

[Potato]

Aoto gasps as the Tiger springs to life beneath her, feeling her opponent's legs sink into her exposed belly as she grunts, getting kicked away and landing ass first on the mat. She groans, shaking her head in disbelief as she slowly gets up.

"B-but...i-i-i h-had her..." She mutters to herself, groaning as she clutches her throbbing stomach. As she looks back up at her opponent, she sees the anger in the Tiger's eyes as she pounced towards her, spearing her into the turnbuckle! Aoto lets out a loud gasp of pain as her body collides into the turnbuckle, her head bouncing of it hard and causing her world to start spinning. She groans softly as she holds onto the ropes to stabilise herself.

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal's spear hit home, and she felt Aoto's body crumple as she plowed into the young woman, knocking her clear off her feet. The two of them continued forward together, until the corner post abruptly halted their progress. Sapphire got the worst of the impact, racking her spine and getting a nasty bump to the head. Her eyes rolled back until the whites were visible, while a dull moan escaped from her half-open mouth.

As Aoto braced herself on the ropes, raising herself into a seated position, Bengal transitioned to the next phase of her master plan. "You like getting all up in my face, huh?" she growled, glaring balefully down at her stunned opponent. "Let's see how you handle a taste of your own medicine!" She hopped into the air, deftly placing her feet on the bottom ropes so that she was balanced above her opponent. It was similar to the stance she'd taken earlier in the match when she was riling up the crowd. The difference was that this time, the Tiger wasn't going to squander her opportunity.

Holding on to the topmost ropes for support, she leaped up a second time, seeming to hang in the air for a moment as camera flashes erupted in the stands around her. Then she came swinging down, smashing her rear end across the rookie's chest and face. The elastic ropes sprung her back up, allowing Bengal to repeat the motion again, and again. Aoto was being pounded flat like a piece of hot metal on an anvil, trapped in an overwhelming Bronco Buster!

Bronco Buster

[Potato]

Aoto groaned, her eyes half lidded as she looked at her opponent standing tall in front of her. Her head was still spinning and there was a soft ringing in her ears. She could tell Bengal was saying something to her, but couldnt quite make out what it was.

Before Aoto could figure out what Bengal was trying to say, her opponent stood on the bottom ropes, executing a rage filled Bronco Buster on her! She was served a face full of her opponent's ass and crotch as Bengal smashed them against her chest and face, as her head bounced between the turnbuckle and Bengal's ass like a ball! Aoto let out a small groan of pain through her barely open mouth, teetering on the edge of consciousness as her head is repeatedly slammed into the turnbuckle, her eyes now barely open as a strand of drool trickles out of her mouth. But she couldn't give up. She could still turn things around if Bengal let her guard down!

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Bengal kept ping-ponging up and down, until Aoto had been reduced to a broken, drooling mess, slumped unmoving in the corner beneath her. Dismounting from the ropes, the Tiger pinched her opponent's jaw roughly, jerking her head from side to side as she checked to see whether the rookie was conscious. Her suspicions were confirmed, as the Japanese girl let out a soft moan, barely audible over the angry roar of the crowd. There was some life left in her after all, even if her appearance might have suggested otherwise.

"Still with me? Good!" Bengal snarled, releasing her grip on Aoto's jaw. Her filed nails had left a trail of red pinpricks on the other woman's pale cheek. "I wouldn't want you to miss this next part!" As she spoke, she seized Sapphire's thin arms, looping each of them behind a rope. Once those were secured in place, she grabbed Aoto by the ankles, just above her blue-striped wrestling boots. She tucked her opponent's legs under her own arms, then began to rise, preparing to yank the Young Lioness into the air and drop her flat on her back!

The last thing that Aoto needed right now was more damage to her spine. Bengal knew that, and was intentionally targeting the vulnerable area. The risk of causing a severe injury, of potentially ending this rookie's LAW career before it had even begun - none of that weighed one bit on her conscience. In fact, she found the idea hilarious. But for all her supposed cunning, the Tiger had made another critical error. In picking up her opponent by the legs, she'd left her own face and torso completely unguarded. If Sapphire had anything left in the tank, now was the time for her to use it!

[Potato]

Aoto groans, as Bengal finally stops her assault leaving her slumped in a corner, broken and drooling. She felt the Tiger's sharp nails dig into her face as she weakly looked up at her, before she was thrown back onto the ropes and is lifted up by her feet! Aoto saw the glaring vulnerability Bengal had left exposed to herself, knowing that this was her one chance to fight back! If she missed this chance, she would be slammed into the mat, and any chances of victory she might have had would be gone!

With a desperate yell, Aoto summons all her strength and throws a haymaker towards Bengal's vulnerable torso, praying that it was enough to help her break free! If it did, she would pounce on her opponent and sit on her, attempting to smother her out with her ass this time!

[BengalTheBlazeTiger]

Just as Bengal was about to execute her slam, Aoto sat bolt upright with a strangled yell, as if she was a zombie re-animating in some old horror movie. Now, it was the Tiger's turn to be surprised. That must have been why she failed to react to her opponent's incoming haymaker. Sapphire's small but powerful fist drilled into her ribs, causing the Indian woman to recoil backward, hissing like a teakettle left to boil too long.

She tried to sit up again herself, vowing to hit the rookie in the same place twice as hard - only to suddenly stop, frozen with fear as a shadow loomed large above her. Bengal barely had time to think Not again! before Aoto's rear end crashed down on top of her face. Her screams of frustration were muffled beneath her opponent's spandex-clad bottom. She thrashed her neck madly, trying to dislodge the smaller woman, but it didn't work. Sapphire stayed perched on top of her face, expertly balanced, like a cowgirl riding a bucking bronco at a rodeo. Just like before, the Tiger was starting to run out of breath, and she knew that her fake knockout trick wouldn't work a second time.

What were her options, then? The Tiger stopped struggling temporarily, trying to conserve her energy as she pondered her next move. But perhaps that wasn't a wise choice. Her lack of resistance just allowed Aoto to sink even deeper into her smother, grinding Bengal's head into the canvas with her perfectly-shaped ass!

[Potato]

Aoto sat her plump ass firmly atop of Bengal's face, ensuring that her opponent couldn't escape. She wasn't going to fall for any of Bengal's cheap trick. Not this time.

Aoto watched as Bengal's struggles start to weaken again, but she doesn't let up, instead just waiting for the tap. She knew that she had Bengal where she wanted her, and that she was a few moments away from victory.

Unfortunately for Aoto, she failed to realise that when smothering someone with her ass, she left a very vulnerable spot open to attacks. It would be a cheap shot, yes, but Bengal wasn't exactly known to play fair!