Dash Sealgair vs Katsumi Oshiro: The Punk Princess vs The Rainbow Warrior!

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Dash groans, the rainbow haired fighter winded after those hard blows to her poor toned stomach, her lightweight abs certain to be sore and bruised after this match.

Her body slumped forward, chin resting on Katsumis shoulder, panting heavily. To her surprise, Katsumi grabbed her around her lower waist, propping her up and moving her out of the corner. Her words registered with Dash just before the squeezing started, the teen rookies eyes widening as Katsumi squeezed her once again, causing her back to arch, Dash groaning and crying out as pain flared up and down her back.

To make matters worse, Dash began to blush red as well, as the powerful bearhug caused their fronts, chest, stomach, and hips all pressed against each other, giving the two a good feel of each others bodies.

"Ahh! So...tight...not...not giving up!"

Dash yelled, shaking her head as the referee asked if she submitted, though with her arms trapped by Katsumis, she couldn't even reach for the nearby ropes, trapped in the tight and embarrassing hold!

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"Good!"

Katsumi's back arches, attempting to pull Dash slightly off her feet. Or more likely, just enough that her toes are touching the mat. Either way, the movement focuses the pressure more centrally on their midsections, with Katsumi's arms tightening in flex harder against her lower back.

"I don't want ya to!"

After several seconds of crushing the teenager's body against herself, she relaxes her spine again to rest Dash on her feet. The arms maintain pressure around her waist to keep her secure in the hug and ideally at her mercy, but she's giving her just a couple seconds to breathe and gather herself. To be sure, this isn't an act of lenience - it's just letting Dash refuel her air enough to make a more dramatic scream for the audience in a second, if she can squeeze one out of her!

The tightness comes rushing back, Katsumi's back arching again. She goes for a deeper clench, her heart pounding hard against Dash's breast. She shimmies the other girl in an effort to get her legs to spread and hike around her thighs, their hips locked hard together.

Katsumi's head tilts forward, trying to bring her cheek alongside Dash's, her lips hovering near her ear. "Come on, baby... almost over...," she purrs to her.