Size Matters Not! Jessie Nolan vs. Marlee Jackson

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Jessie gave an evil giggle as he saw the Kiwi wrestler sway left and right, in a feeble attempt to escape him. It wasn't working. Jessie thrust upwards, squeezing the well endowed fighter with more of his power. "Hmph. Yeah, I think you are enjoying this. Does the thought of little ol' me dominating turns you on, doesn't it?" He taunted, adding a few more squeezes.

He'd hoped he'd get to her knees, and if he succeeded, he'd then prop himself with his elbows before laying his back on the canvas, as he'd then reach for the buxom's woman's arms and grab them, releasing her from the steel plates he called his thighs. The blonde sociopath would then began to plant his bare, well taken care of (some would call them dainty behind the pretty boy's back) feet on her face and rub them in to further humiliate her as he'd further taunt.

"Yeah, a submissive slut like you is into this, a master putting you into your place."

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With a faint gasp of capitulation Marlee finally crumpled to her knees, head spinning from lack of oxygen, her hands flapping aimlessly. That is, until Jessie caught hold of them, holding her in place. She got a brief instant of relief when his legs parted, relieving the pressure around her neck, but it was only to force her to endure and even more demeaning hold. Before she could recover she suddenly found Jessie's feet clamped over her face, and her eyes went wide with horror.

"Gmmph! Nghh... no ... get your... gnnngh... feet off mmmphh!" Marlee tried to gasp out words as Jessie planted his feet over he beautiful features, filling her mouth and nose with the scent and taste of her opponent's soles. She tried to pull away but her smaller opponent had her stuck fast, her arms caught and leaving her with no leverage to shift position. He continued to mock her mercilessly and she flushed crimson when he decreed that she was nothing more than a submissive slut! Incensed as she was by the insult, however, she wasn't in much of a position to disagree as he pushed his feet harder against her face, cutting off her air and making it a struggle to breathe.

"Mmpphh... mpphh..." Weak, high-pitched squeaks of protest were muffled by Jessie's feet as the curvy Kiwi was forced to endure the humiliation of having Jessie's feet smeared all over her face, powerless to stop him. Her buxom frame jiggled and twitched left and right to no avail. She was well and truly stuck at Jessie's mercy!

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A boyish giggled escaped Jessie's lips as Marlee pathetically swayed back and forth once more, in a futile attempt to escape his feet. He firmly rubbed his silky soles all over her lovely feature, as though he were marking her as his property. Which she was. "Hmmm... a big strong girl like you can get out of this anytime, right?" Jessie teased as he lifted his feet up. He gave a childish smirk as he started to try and use his left sole to bat her right cheek, as he would attempt to use his right foot to pinch her nose, trying to humiliate her further.

Jessie's own boyish features would morph into something more sinister as he'd give an evil smirk. "But you don't want to get out, because you're a kinky bitch and the thought of pretty ol' me dominating you, degrading you in front of thousands of people turns you on, doesn't it," Jessie taunted, knowing full well it wasn't true. And the fact he could easily control this so called Amazon only made it all the better.

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Marlee's eyes began to drift cross-eyed as Jessie humiliatingly continued to rub his soles all over her face, continuing to mock her as he did so. She was deeply regretting her dismissive attitude towards him now, but it was too late to do anything about it. The damage was well and truly done!

Eventually he raised his feet from her face, leaving her gasping, but it was only to enact further embarrassment upon her. He clamped the toes of what foot over her nose to stop her breath, while the other patted her cheek dismissively. He was showing how little control she had over him, or the match at all.

"Get... off ... gnnnhhh... you can't ... do this... to me," even as the feeble whimper left her lips Marlee knew she was talking fantasy. Somehow the smaller, nimbler wrestler was making a complete fool of her in the ring, degrading her mercilessly in front of the fans and leaving her powerless. Her cheeks blazed crimson and she tried to pull her had back away from his feet, wishing she could salvage some semblance of pride from the match.

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Jessie smirked as as her pathetic groans and empty threats. He pulled her back into his pinkish soles, mashing her cheeks and face to his whim. He yawned, as he lifted his feet off her. If I can't do it, when why am I?" He cheekily asked, with an infuriating smirk. "But I'll tell you what. You kiss my feet and I might let you go," he offered with a wink.

"And really, it's your best shot. I mean, nothing else you're doing is working. And I get some much needed pampering, it's a win-win," Jessie mocked.

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"Gnngh... mmpphh!" Marlee squeaked pitifully as Jessie continued to degrade her in the ring, his feet all over her face, squeezing her cheeks and smothering her airways with ease while she jerked and twitched helplessly. Eventually he removed his feet, smirking confidently at her as he looked her in the eye, mocking her, and setting is embarrassing conditions for her getting free of this predicament.

She glared at him, incensed by the suggestion that she would kiss his feet! If she wanted to get out of this with any sort of pride intact there was no way she could stoop to such lengths. With a high-pitched snort of frustration, Marlee shook her head.

"Never!" she blurted breathlessly. "You think I'd ... pamper you? Get ... nnnnghh ... get off me!" Although she knew full-well her refusal might bring further consequences, Marlee couldn't bring herself to give Jessie the satisfaction of having her submitting so quickly without so much as laying a finger on her nimble nemesis.

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Jessie gave a small, cute pout (causing a few teenage girls and even some woman to coo) in the at Marlee's expected refusal. That didn't stop him from being disappointed. "Oh... are my feet not pretty enough for you?" He mocked with that irradiating pout, slapping her cheeks with his soles, as a few fans started to laugh."Well, you have no one to blame but yourself."

The blonde's evil simper soon returned as he would try to bring her hands and arms closer together. If he succeed, he would then rearrange his legs and try to wrap them around her triceps. He would then cross his ankles, making sure the side of his feet would attack the kiwi amazon's carotid arteries.

"And now for the really fun part," Jessie would say as he then squeezed, pulled and choked at the same time, hyper extending both arms painfully as he trapped his lovely opponent in the Gordian Knot!

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Marlee could only moan in frustration as Jessie continued to berate her, the soles of his feet slapping her face shamelessly, the laughter of the fans filling her ears as she was dismantled in front of them.

But trapped as she was, the New Zealander had to endure it. She scowled bitterly as Jessie began to rearrange his grip on her, and before she knew what was happening his feet where clamped against the sides of her neck, choking her as he wrenched her arms forward!

"NNNGGGGH!" she squealed in pain, wriggling feebly in his grip, trying to draw in breath against the hold. However, it became quickly apparent to all that Marlee was going nowhere. With a pang of dismay she realised she had only one option now.

"Hnnh... I... I... I submit! I submit! I submit!" Marlee finally choked out desperation, her eyes rolling as she struggled to remain conscious. Shame washed over her as she was forced to give Jessie the satisfaction, but there was nothing she could do about it. The curvy Kiwi was stuck fast with no prospect of escape, and the pain and lack of air was more than she could handle. "Please I... gnnhh... I give..." Her voluptuous frame wobbled unsteadily, just seconds from passing out entirely!

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Jessie giggled as he watched the trilogy of faces and emotion that Marlee made. Bitterness, desperation and his personal favorite, shame, especially when she shouted (though it was more like a croak than anything else) her submission. He also got a kick of watching that… “talented” body of the Kiwi’s sway side to side, desperately trying to avoid a forced nap.

In fact, Marlee entertained the blonde sociopath so much that he let got a few seconds after Marlee submitted, only giving a small squeeze before rolling back and standing up as the bell rang to end the first fall.

He crossed his arm, smug as he waited for his opponent to get up so the second fall can begin. ”You know, I think you do enjoy this. I mean, no one can possibly be that weak,” Jessie mocked as he uncrossed his arms and stretched back as he’d try to heap on the humiliation. ”Not that I’m judging of course. I find kinky girls fun. Especially if they know how to submit like you do.”

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By the time Jessie finally released her from the hold Marlee's cheeks were flushed crimson, and she let out a gasp of relief, her whole body deflating as she slumped in a heap on the canvas, massaging her neck with both hands. The bell rang to end the first fall, putting Jessie in the lead with Marlee having failed utterly to make an impact on the match so far.

She struggled onto all fours, gritting her teeth as Jessie continued mocking her relentlessly. Eventually she got unsteadily back to her feet, sweeping her hair back out of her flushed face, breasts heaving as she regained her breath.

"I'm not... weak you little twerp!" she hissed shrilly, her anger rising at Jessie's words. She was acutely aware of the jeering crowds after her rather dismal first fall of the match. "Shut up and wrestle! Ring the bell!" she demanded.