Trent Masters and Misaki Toyoda-II

[Teenwrestler]

Trent vision was blocked by Misaki's cute ass and her red bikini bottoms. Her oiled butt was pressed up against his mouth and nostrils, blocking any sort of oxygen getting into his lungs. The Masterpiece would struggle and squirm under the Ace of Berserk, wriggling and pushing up as best as he could. His hands came up and pushed up against her ass while he bridged up, eventually managing to topple her off of him.

"*huff*.....*huff*.....hah....." he would pant, taking in fresh breaths of air. His body glistened in sweat and oil as he pushed up onto his hands and knees. Trent would crawl over towards Misaki, "Its going to take a lot more than that to beat me" he said, panting while wiping the sweat off of his face.

[PrinceArjuna332]

Now that she was off of Trent's face, Misaki was on her knees as she looked at him. She adjusted her bikini bottoms as she would think of what to do next. "I can do this all day..." Misaki said confidently, smiling cutely at Trent as she would prepare herself for her next clash with the man before her. She would raise both her hands before closing in, looking to lock up with him in an oily grapple.

Pressing her own bust against Trent's chest, she would push against him in her attempt to overpower him. She would make use of the oil around them in her effort to topple him down. Hopefully, she would be able to gain an upper hand over him again so that she could cover that handsome face of his with her plump ass.

[Teenwrestler]

Crawling towards the Ace of Berserk, the Masterpiece licked his lips before rising back up on his knees infront of Misaki, who was happy to keep this up as long as he wanted. "Hah, *huff* I don't think you can last much longer in this bout Misaki-san" he said, allowing her to adjust her bottoms before then accepting her lock-up. The pair locked up once more, Trent was a bit tired this time and the effort wasn't really there. He pushed into her but the force behing Misaki's push was stronger and the Ace managed to take her man down.

"Ouufff" he grunted as he was taken down with Misaki winning the grapple grapple. Trent would begin to squirm under her, trying to bridge up and wriggle in an attempt to topple her off if he could.

[PrinceArjuna332]

After a bit of grappling, Misaki managed to push Trent down onto the oily mat, and without wasting her time, she would place herself on top of him, covering his face with her bikini-clad butt, looking to smother her with her ass.

"You better tap out now. You can't last any longer, right?" Misaki said, rubbing her tush against the handsome face of Trent, hoping to get herself a submission from the man. She wasn't one to do this kind of thing usually, but she certainly wasn't against it.

[Teenwrestler]

Being out-grappled by the Ace of Berserk, the Masterpiece slipped and was grappled down to the oiled mats. He groaned in pain, struggling and wriggling a bit, trying to get back up on his feet but Misaki was quick to pounce on him, mounting him by placing her bikini-clad oiled ass against his face, smothering him once again with her butt. Trent would be suffocated by the smother, unable to breathe. His lips pressed against her oiled ass as he failed to suck in any breath.

"Mmmmfffff M-Miskai?! Ouufffmmmmm" he mumbled. Trent would bring his hands up, grabbing her ass and looking to push her up a bit, trying to get her ass off his face so he could breathe. If this would fail, Trent would have no choice but to submit to the Ace.

[PrinceArjuna332]

Sitting on top of Trent's face, Misaki decided to embrace her inner mischievousness as she would rub her tush against that handsome face of her opponent. Then, she could feel Trent trying to push her off, and she would retaliate by keeping her bum pressed against his face, determined to keep herself on top of him until he finally submitted to her.

Eventually, Trent made his submission, and Misaki smiled brightly as she scored her second win over the man. Now that her victory was cemented, she would then get off of his face, finally giving him a chance to breathe, she would give him an apologetic smile, considering that she made a rather lewd move on him.

"Sorry about that. Hope I didn't give you much trouble with my butt..." Misaki apologized to Trent, though she then gave him a triumphant smile. "So, it's my win again."

[Teenwrestler]

The match was certainly taking its toll on the Masterpiece, the two had been attempting to smother each other out during the latter parts of the match and it seemed Trent could not withstand a second ass smother. Her bikini-clad and oiled ass was pressed against his face, forcing him to suck in almost no amount of air. He mumbled and moan, while wriggling under her. Misaki decided to toy around with him, rubbing her butt against his face just to further press home her advantage and soon enough, the Masterpiece submitted to the ass-smother.

Trent finally was able to breathe, sitting up while clutching his face and neck which was red. He took a moment to catch his breath before looking up at Misaki, who was smiling at him. Trent would chuckle and offer her a smile of his own, nodding. "Heh, nah! You did what you could to win...to be fair, I did start with the smother so I should have seen this coming" he laughed it off. Trent would rise up to his feet, sweaty and oily as he looked Misaki in the eye with a grin. "Yeah, you're win again. So its 2-0 to you" he would say, giving her ass a light slap.

"Guess there's no point for our third match huh? It'll be a formality" he would say, offering her a handshake. "Oil or in the ring Misaki, you're pretty good" he admitted.

[PrinceArjuna332]

Misaki yelped when Trent slapped her ass, her cheeks reddened but she decided to take it in stride as she giggled. She got herself back up onto her feet, sighing in relief now that the fight was over. "Well, I guess that's that. So, what's next for us?" She asked Trent as she placed her hands on her hips. Trent told her that there would be three fights between them. At this point, the third fight would be just a formality, because she had defeated him twice already.

[Teenwrestler]

Just as a bit of payback of the extra humiliation she put him through when she rubbed her ass against his face, Trent would slap her ass to taunt her for it. Trent was beaten fair and square, even in oil. The Masterpiece was running out of ideas and option, the Ace of Berserk was too much of a woman for him to handle. Misaki got back up on her feet as well, the two stood face to face. Misaki was much more satisfied than Trent but the Masterpiece wasn't too disappointed, after all eh had lost to a better wrestler.

He was a bit surprised, Misaki would place her hands on her hip confidently and asked him whats next. Trent would smirk and walk up to her, standing face to face with her. "Hah, already raring to go again huh?" he said, taking a minute to catch his breath. "You're too good for me Misaki, I thought I can beat you in oil...but damn, you showed me up here too" he said, raising his arms to admit defeat.

"I want to wrestle you again Misaki.....we have one more match in the marathon, so what do you say? either we wrestle in private again, in this sauna or we take this to the LAW arena, in a singles match"he said, offering her his hand for a handshake.

[PrinceArjuna332]

Misaki gave it some thought for a moment as she put herself into a thinking pose. Then, she made her decision as she crossed her arms under her breasts and smiled confidently at Trent.

"Well... why don't we have a match in the LAW arena?" Misaki suggested. "Our previous two fights were done in private, but this time, everyone's going to see it. If you manage to beat me in front of those people, don't you think that'll compensate you for your two losses from me?" She shrugged before she continued, "Of course, I'm not about to let you beat me, but don't you think that's a great idea?"

She looked at Trent, giving him an expectant smile as she would wait for his reply.