I Quit Match - Gisele LeBlanc vs. Ossi Shamar

[Dubski]

Gisele shook her head, her luscious blonde hair whipping from side to side as she stood up after tossing Ossi away after her impromptu pin! She saw Ossi slowly stand up and LeBlanc stood up herself, pouting. "A slap? Really?" The Powerbuff let out a cute huff. "Ossi Shamar... you really do play hard to get. I didn't want to get rough with you, but, well... I don't know that you have given me much of a choice," she said, smiling cheerfully, not saying it with any sort of menace.

The blonde would then attempt to rush directly at Ossi before trying to scoop her up with her arms around her waist to pick her up and drive her into the turnbuckle! The French-Canadian bombshell had every intent to overpower Ossi yet again and put her in the corner so she would, once more, be at her mercy. Whatever kind of mercy it would end up being from the bubbly fitness model.

[arktriumph]

Ossi only just struggled into her fighting stance before Gisele came charging at her again. Dazed and sore from the match so far, she utterly failed to respond in time to defend herself, and before she knew it the Syrian heiress found herself swept off her feet with the blond bombshell's arms wrapped around her supple waist. Her arms and legs flailed helplessly as she was carried backwards towards the corner with frightening momentum!

"Unnnhhh..." Ossi gasped as Gisele thumped her effortlessly into the turnbuckle. The Syrian beauty's arms flopped over the top ropes, just barely keeping her upright as she sagged into the corner, her body stunned from Gisele's power. "No..." she whined, shaking her head futilely as she lost control of the match yet again.

[Dubski]

Without seemingly any effort at all, Gisele LeBlanc was able to power Ossi up and then plant her directly into the corner, seemingly stunning her with the impactful drive! The darker girl seemed to be out of it and while Gisele was looking like she was ready to follow up with even more impact, instead the fitness model decided to play around with Ossi yet again.

"Oh, my little bon bon... Let's see if we can wake you up a bit," said the French-Canadian, turning around. She then began to grind her body and backside against the taller girl, grinding her tight ass against Ossi's hips as she begin to sensually raise a hand up and around her opponent's head, nuzzling her face with her own as she begin to put on a very sexy show for the crowd, and particularly for Shamar as well!

[arktriumph]

Hanging in the corner, Ossi had little to offer, having been turned into little more than a training dummy by the powerful blond. She slumped there, trying to regain some semblance of control over her body. Gisele's crooning voice filled her ears, but then something happened that she was totally unprepared for. She suddenly felt Gisele's pert backside grind against the front of her hips, stimulating a whole host of unexpected feelings in the dazed Syrian.

"What are you... hnnnhhh..." Ossi breathed weakly, her mind spinning from Gisele's unexpected advances. She found her body beginning to betray her, her hips pushing eagerly against Gisele's gyrating backside. She felt the blond bombshell's hand snake gently up around her head, her alluring opponent nuzzling against her cheek. Her mouth dropped open, her breaths becoming quicker as Gisele pressed against her supple frame. Her eyes fluttered in a daze and she let out an unwitting moan of pleasure, her whole body becoming a malleable plaything for her powerful opponent.

The Syrian heiress allowed Gisele to grind all over her, her resistance swiftly fading, along with any chance she might have had to win the match!

[Dubski]

Gisele's movements were getting a loud reaction from the crowd, loving her sensual dance against Ossi Shamar, who seemed to be enjoying it as well, entirely giving up all reservations to the blonde. The French Canadian bombshell smiled and began to kiss Ossi's cheek, slowly making her way to her ear and giving it a brief nibble and whispered airily. "Do you like this, Ossi?" asked LeBlanc in her sexy accent.

The Powderbuff would then turn herself around to face Ossi once more and then hopped up, hooking both of her legs over the middle rope, then scooting forward and using her legs to hook around the pole behind Shamar and pressing her crotch snuggly against hers. And then the ultra fit blonde pressed her chest against Ossi's and framed the dark-skinned girl's face with both hands, leaning her face dangerously close to hers and asked, "What would you like, Ms. Shamar?" And then Gisele would begin to stroke the brunette's hair, smiling seductively at her.

[arktriumph]

Ossi's whole body shuddered as Gisele kissed her cheek moving up to nibble her ear and whisper seductively into the Syrian heiress's ear. Her eyes rolled and she tried to form a coherent thought, but before she could, Gisele was moving again. A squeak of surprise escaped her lips as Gisele wrapped her legs around the turnbuckle, settling her crotch over Ossi's and leaning forwards, grasping the Arab beauty's face in both hands.

"N-no!" Ossi stammered unconvincingly, pretending she hadn't heard the question, trying to pull her head back from Gisele's grip. "You can't ...unnnnhh... can't treat me this way ... I'm... hnnnnnhh..." Her protests were getting hollower by the second as Gisele's perfectly sculpted body pressed against her, trapping her in the sensual embrace, her nipples hardening as the blond bombshell pressed their breasts together.

She grasped Gisele's wrists with her gloved, hands feebly pulling at her opponent's grip in a last, desperate attempt to get free, but she held out no real hope. Her resistance was crumbling and her lips parted, breath coming in a sharper and sharper gasps as she stared into the beauteous face of her conqueror.

"Please... I can't take... hnnnnnhh..." she breathed, starting to lose control.

[Dubski]

Gisele LeBlanc watched as Ossi continued to struggle feebly, her body practically begging for Gisele's while her mind was trying to resist though. She almost gave her credit for that, but... the French-Canadian just couldn't understand why she even put up a fight in the first place. With a big, sultry smile, Gisele kept her hands cradling her head and began to gently grind her lower half against her opponent's.

"Ossi Shamar... Just give in to what feels right..." said Gisele. She would then lean in and give Ossi a passionate kiss, hoping to pacify the girl with a deep and sexy lip lock.

[arktriumph]

Trapped in the corner, Ossi was easy prey for Gisele's advances, thoroughly put in her place by the blond bombshell. She offered little resistance as Gisele leaned forward, clamping her full lips against Ossi's while simultaneously grinding her incredibly body against the Syrian in a sultry fashion.

"Mpphhh..." Ossi protested feebly as Gisele's lips locked with hers. The arrogant Arab's eyes rolled as she found herself allowing it to happen, the blond beauty's advances overwhelming her. Her arms dangled limply over the top ropes, her lower body unwittingly grinding against Gisele's in kind as the other woman took full advantage of her pliable state.

Soon Ossi's lips were moving eagerly against her opponent's, making faint, high-pitched mewls of arousal as Gisele had her way with the Syrian Heiress.

[Dubski]

LeBlanc had Ossi Shamar entirely under her sensual control. their full body grind and passionate making out was now mutual, with Ossi having given in to Gisele's advances. As the pair hung in the ropes, the blonde fitness queen managed to pluck herself away enough that she could place both of her hands on her darker opponent's chest, groping her mounds as she began to kiss and nibble on Ossi's neck, trying to bring even more pleasure to her opponent.

Between using her talented mouth, Gisele LeBlanc said in a very sexual tone. "Mmmm... Ossi, if I ended this match, would you want to continue this later? I would love to explore you... And I think you would like that too." she asked before continuing to grope and kiss her trapped opponent.

[arktriumph]

Ossi was a mess. Having been thoroughly overpowered by Gisele already, she was powerless to prevent the blonde bombshell's sensual advances. A high-pitched gasp escaped her lips as Gisele gripped her pert breasts, massaging them as she kissed up the Syrian's neck. Ossi's eye rolled and her body shuddered, responding instantly to the expert treatment.

She only vaguely heard Gisele's question, her mind a fog of arousal and confusion. A faint frown creased her features, but before she could answer, Gisele's lips were locked with hers again.

"Mmmph... mmmmhhhh!" Ossi squeaked, now eagerly pressing her lips against Gisele's, their wrestling confrontation all but forgotten. Between the kiss and the constant fondling of her breasts she was utterly powerless now, at the mercy of her own urges.