Power vs Technique - Hathor vs Bella

[Kookio]

With Bella as exhausted as she was from orgasming a total of four times this match, it would be understandable that she would be pretty defenseless after the whole ordeal as Hathor's leg swiped across her ass, causing the cow girl to yelp and rise up onto her all fours as if she was kicked awake from her slumber and she would start rubbing her ass in pain.

[MR. Q]

Hathor moved in close behind Bella's elevated rump, her powerful thighs straddling the novice's prone back. Crossing one leg elegantly over the other, Hathor began spanking Bella's vulnerable ass cheeks with deliberate, stinging slaps.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

The matriarch set a relentless pace, each impact shaking Bella's meaty cheeks and echoing obscenely throughout the arena. Hathor grinned wickedly, savoring Bella's pathetic yelps and whimpers.

"That's right, moan for me," Hathor taunted sadistically. "I can keep going all night."

"Surrender now and maybe I'll let you cum again... Disobey, and I'll fuck you dry."

Hathor punctuated her threat with another brutal spank to each quivering cheek, stimulating Bella's lust and pain together.

[Kookio]

Each smack caused Bella to yelp as her opponent's tighs were easily able to wrap around the cow girl's stomach. Poor Bella had a smile on her face while the girl dominated her, mixing both lust and pain together while she felt like she could do nothing. Feeling so helpless turned the poor pinkette on more and smacking her rear would cause excess cum from Ivan ejaculating inside of her to drip from her wet womanhood.

She could barely think about anything but being dominated by these two people like she has been the entire match. They were so beyond her both stamina and skill wise that the girl couldn't see a way out of this. But... But she had to try! Puffing out her cheeks as she snapped herself out of her lustful daze, she would raise her upper body, attempting to pick Hathor up with her.

If she was successful, she would grab onto Hathor by her waist and hold the woman in place in case she thought about letting go. If she was successful, she would carry the girl over to the corner of the ring and viciously swing Hathor against the turnbuckle painfully!

[MR. Q]

Caught off guard by Bella's sudden burst of strength, Hathor found herself lifted clean off her feet. The matriarch let out a startled yelp as she felt herself being carried bodily toward the turnbuckle.

"Hey!" Hathor barked indignantly, grappling instinctively with Bella's firm grip. But the novice seemed to have renewed energy, and Hathor's efforts proved futile.

WHAM!
Bella swung with all her might, crashing Hathor's back against the padding with shocking force. The matriarch groaned from the impact, momentarily stunned.
Quickly recovering, Hathor lashed out viciously, her leg kicking blindly towards Bella to push her away and get some space to recover.

[Kookio]

With tremendous force, Bella was able to slam her opponent into the tunbuckle with enough power to cause it to shake a little! Unfortunately, her opponent hadn't taken a lot of damage yet so Hathor managed to recover quickly and wildly used one of her free legs to kick at the cowgirl.

"Kyah!"

Bella yelped while she let go and stumbled back somewhat, holding onto her stomach where Hathor kicked. Some more cum leaked from her womanhood in the process. A result of how many times Ivan came inside of her. She narrowed her eyes at Hathor and would walk back a few steps. If Hathor wasn't able to get up in time, Bella would come sprinting in, turn around and slam her rear into the woman's face full force, crushing the woman into the corner of the ring to get her to stay dazed for a bit longer!

[MR. Q]

Hathor scrambled to her feet, shaking off the impact as Bella came charging towards her. The novice's heavy rear struck the matriarch square in the face with a THUD!

Bella's meaty cheeks engulfed Hathor's head completely, her massive rump driving the matriarch back into the turnbuckle cushions. Ivan winced slightly at the brutal impact.
"Ugghh..." Hathor groaned dazedly, her body going limp in a daze.

Trapped beneath, Hathor can do nothing but lick whatever spillage Bella's sex leaked as she tries to fight and recover in her entrapment.

[Kookio]

Bella would wince as she felt her opponent's screams vibrate against her ass and would start shaking and attempting to smother her opponent out more. But that would be grinded to a halt when Hathor's tongue began to slide and grind between her legs, finding themselves between her core lips, forcing them to tighten up in reaction and her hips to twitch a little. For a moment, she would lean back and attempt to reach to grip onto the girl's hair, letting out some of those submissive whimpers Hathor was used to hearing.

But those would come to a halt when Bella would try to remove her hips from the woman's mouth. If she was successful, she would stumble forwards, nearly falling over before catching herself and turning around, panting at Hathor, a determined fire burning within her eyes as she stared down her opponent. She could win this. She just needed to weaken Hathor enough to pin her against the ground or against something else.

[MR. Q]

Panting, Hathor wiped her chin with the back of her wrist, her chest heaving as she stared defiantly at the determined novice. She could see the fire in Bella's eyes, a stubborn gleam shining bright despite everything. The matriarch smirked.

"You want to win that badly, do you?" Hathor taunted breathlessly. "Then come and take it!"

Hathor sprung from the corner like a cobra, her powerful thighs propelling her towards Bella with surprising speed as she attempts to tackle the girl down to the mat.