Thunder & Lightning vs Love & Lust: Strip Smother Collar Chaos

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Lyssa’s fights were often kinetic affairs, the bluenette never staying in one place for long, and true enough, she broke out her trusted fallback of an irish whip. Her smaller opponent was sent flying, slamming into one of the unoccupied corners of the ring with a hearty thud. She hadn’t quite had the time or foresight to aim him at Storm’s section of the apron, but at least she’d avoided Jamie. The bondage collar in the corner rattled pleasingly, too, as a reminder of what she planned to reduce this blonde to.

Lyssa rolled her neck, sized up her floundering opponent, and broke into a charge. At the last moment, she leapt into the air, shaping to hit Angel square in the chest with an aggressive and athletic drop-kick.

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Despite his attempts to take Lyssa off guard, the blue haired woman would very quickly come back with a vengeance and snatch hold of his wrist, getting a firm grasp on it and twisting in order to send him rushing towards the corner of the ring! Angel managed to keep his feet underneath him, just long enough that he could turn and hit the corner back-first, letting out a hefty grunt as the turnbuckles stopped him dead in his tracks, forcing the air out of his body thanks to the impact as well! The pretty boy was stunned form the impact, mainly left trying to gather some air back into his body, but as he stepped forwards ever so slightly out of the corner, he was immediately met with the impact of Lyssa's feet, slamming hard into his chest!

"UUGH!" Angel's cry would be accompanied by all of the air that he currently possessed being literally booted out of him, sending him rocketing backwards into the posts he had just hit!

The blonde male would hit the buckles with enough force to bounce clean off of them, his body falling forwards as he failed to catch himself on the ropes, leaving him to collapse on the mat with a low thump as he hit! And he would lay there, letting out a slight groan of pain as he tried to catch his breath, likely giving Lyssa another opening to further press her advantage!

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Over in the girls’ corner, Storm smiled as she watched Lyssa hit Angel with a solid whip, and follow-up drop-kick. The big brunette was pleased that her partner had overcome her initial uncertainty, and seemed to be getting into her stride. Storm knew that Lyssa was quick, impatient, and aggressive to a fault – not always the best traits to have in a partner, but if the blue-haired girl broke through someone’s defences, she wouldn’t waste time in pressing the advantage ruthlessly. As seemed to be the case here.

Lyssa landed her flying dropkick gracefully, and rolled quickly back to her feet. Taking a breath, she smirked as she saw the hapless Angel sink to his butt in the corner. Not always the best place for a pro wrestler to be!

“Oh, ready for a stinkface, huh?” Lyssa grinned as she advanced upon her groaning opponent. “Well…”

The blue-haired girl was playing more mind-games, though. Subverting expectations, Lyssa simply raised her boot and jammed it into the seated blonde’s throat, trapping him in the corner with a forceful choke. Whilst Angel struggled with that, Lyssa would stoop and start tugging at his boots and bottoms, trying to make an early start on the strip portion of the match stipulation!

“I haven’t got time for foreplay, mate,” Lyssa cackled as she multitasked.

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Flying into the corner following the irish whip, Angel would land hard against the turnbuckles and let out a grunt, but that impact would feel downright comfy compared to what came next, as Lyssa charged forwards and leaped at him to perform a devastating dropkick! Her boots slammed flush against Angel's chest, hard enough to slam him right back against the turnbuckles behind him, and all the air would rush out of his lungs as he would drop down hard onto his plump rear end, winded and hurting! It had certainly been bad already, but now that he found himself sitting in the corner, with Lyssa already back up and approaching him, things were about to get worse! She openly mocked him for his position, teasing that he was in the right spot for a stinkface... only to suddenly thrust her boot up against his neck, instead choking him in cruel fashion!

"Ggghack!" Angel let out a choked cry, his back arching up as the pressure on his neck intensified, Lyssa cutting off his air with a move that still left her completely free to do as she pleased with all her other limbs! And as it turned out, what she wanted to do was get to work on the stripping part of the stipulation, leaning down to grab hold of his boots and work them off, before moving onto his pants!

Angel groaned, legs kicking this way and that as best he could, but Lyssa would eventually manage to accomplish her goal, both of his boots getting pulled free, and after a moment, his pants would follow! Leaving the curvy male in only a very tiny pink thong to cover his lower half! But, in removing his clothing, Lyssa had perhaps given him a bit more of an avenue to fight back!

With another choked gasp, Angel would try to shift his body, and swing one of his now bare legs directly at Lyssa's only standing leg! Since her other was planted firmly on his neck still, he would look to strike her only base, and hopefully send her crashing to the mat if he was able to do so hard enough!

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Lyssa was focused – she wanted to claim a quick, no-nonsense win on these femboys, to prove Storm wrong about making this ‘adventurous’ match booking. So with ruthless efficiency, she choked out Angel with her foot, whilst stripping the seated male of his boots, and then his pants!!

The crowd noise intensified as Lyssa tossed the white garments to the apron, leaving Angel looking rather exposed in his tiny pink underwear! The British girl pondered her next move – presumably her victim would be getting groggy from the prolonged choke, and she wondered how best to press her advantage next.

Lyssa, though, had presumed too much. Before she could add to Angel’s woes, her one standing leg was suddenly kicked out from under her. She barely knew what was happening as she plummeted sideways, and dropped heavily to the mat, face and chest taking the brunt of a rather clumsy fall.

“Mngh!!” she growled angrily as she found herself unexpectedly floored. She took a second to get her bearings before trying to crawl to the ropes and stagger upright.

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Held down by Lyssa's foot on his neck, Angel had found himself getting stripped of his clothing quite early on, as Lyssa used the opportunity to reach down and grab hold of his boots and pants, snatching them off of him and tossing them aside! The result would be that the effeminate blonde was now left in only a tiny thong, one that clung tight to his curvy hips, and exposed a fair amount of bulge, something that drew a few wolf whistles from some of the more excited members of the crowd! However, even despite his position, now freed of his pants and with Lyssa's weight bearing down on him, Angel would strike back at the blue haired woman, swinging his leg out hard! In a flash, Angel would slam his foot against Lyssa's sole base connecting her to the floor, and she would topple over and land on the mat with a hefty thud, both wrestlers now down on the canvas!

"Aah... gah..." Angel let out a few short gasps as he drew in some fresh breaths of air, now able to breathe with Lyssa's foot no longer pressing down on his neck, and with a grunt, he'd sit himself up to survey the scene! Lyssa had taken a hefty landing, but she was trying to recover fast by crawling over to the ropes, likely looking to use them to rise before Angel! But the blonde had different plans than letting that happen!

"I don't think so!" Angel quipped in a fairly cheerful tone despite being choked, and dove for the blue haired woman, looking to crash his body into hers and send them both sprawling to the canvas once more, trying to create a scramble! And if he was able to do so, Angel's plan would be to tackle her onto her back, before crawling atop her and onto her prone form, sliding right up until he was planted on top of her face! Wrapping a leg around the back of her head, he'd look to lock her into a mounted triangle choke, one that saw his very scantily clad crotch pressed directly against her pretty features!

"How's this for foreplay then? Enjoying yourself?" Angel would flex his legs, squeezing Lyssa's head in his triangle, but the most notable move was definitely when he began to grind his hips up and down, rubbing his bulge over the trapped woman's face as he treated her to a choke of his own!

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Lyssa was seething. Angel was supposed to be a squirming, emasculated stooge in the corner, following his semi-stripping. Instead, he had shown a spirited fightback by knocking her painfully to the floor. Lyssa was bitterly reflecting on ways to make the blonde pay for this, as she dragged herself to the ropes, when things got a whole lot worse for her.

I don’t think so… the annoyingly perky chirrup of her opponent was all she heard before realising Angel was on her, tackling her roughly back to the floor. There was flurry of limbs as both petite wrestlers struggled for supremacy, but Angel had the initiative, and Lyssa soon found herself straddled.

The blue-haired girl’s eyes widened in alarm, as those newly-exposed legs were quickly wrapped around her head and, mortifyingly, Angel’s bulging, thong-clad crotch was thrust into her face.

“Mnghff! God!!” Lyssa spluttered in embarrassment as she found herself locked in the triangle choke. She wriggled from side-to-side, but couldn’t break out of the hold. Instead, she had to suffer Angel’s package being forcefully and deliberately rubbed in her face! Her legs thrashed in anger at the degrading position, made worse by the fact she had stripped Angel to his underwear, and so only a thin pink thong was protecting her from a face full of crotch!! Fucking asshole, she screamed inwardly.

The crowd laughed at poor Lyssa’s predicament. So, too, did her team-mate at ringside.

“Ohh, the boy knows how to wrestle,” Storm mused wryly, not offering much support and in fact content to see her partner brought down a peg or two, for now at least.

Lyssa was livid, but as seconds passed with her trapped in the triangle hold, seemingly unable to escape, she realised that her position wasn’t just lewd, it could be lethal. Struggling to breathe, her buried face became flustered, and her head felt dizzy. Never mind her dignity, she knew if she blacked out now, even briefly, it would be ruinous for her chances in the match, and leave her easy prey for Angel.

The aggrevated Brit renewed her struggles, rocking from side to side to try and weaken the vice-like legs around her head, looking to roll their bodies over if possible, so that she wasn’t fighting this from the weaker, bottom position.

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After managing to escape from Lyssa's cruel choke, it was Angel's turn to take a shot at his opponent, and as he dove into her and scrambled the pair of them onto the canvas, he would find the opportunity that he had been looking for to get some payback! Climbing on top of the blue haired woman, Angel would immediately slide himself up and plant his groin directly on her face, earning an upset cry from Lyssa underneath him as he pressed his bulge against her, before his legs would snake around behind her! The result would leave him sitting atop her with a mounted triangle locked in tight, a hold that both let him smother her to his heart's content, and also slowly choke the air from her!

And he went to work doing both immediately, as his plump thighs would soon begin to squeeze, and at the same time, Angel would slowly grind his hips up and down against Lyssa's pretty features. He was practically scrubbing her face with his groin, and there was no doubt that she could feel his erect manhood from beneath his tiny thong, as he grew more and more excited from the intimate contact!

"I know how to do more than just wrestle!" Angel teased, glancing up from Lyssa for a moment to offer a wink to Storm, before looking down at Lyssa, gazing into her eyes, when they weren't being covered by his crotch!

Of course, Lyssa was none too fond of the position, and after a few moments she would begin rocking violently, seemingly looking to spin the pair of them over so that she could at least get her legs underneath her! And rather than try and fight her to stop her from spinning them, Angel would fully twist his body into the spin, looking to roll the pair of them over as she was trying to do!

"You wanna go for a ride? Sure thing!" Angel teased, as he spun his body to flip them, but then, unlike Lyssa's plan, he would keep twisting! The blonde was looking to continue rolling them over, all so the two would move sideways across the ring, it becoming clear that Angel was looking to roll right into his corner where Jamie waited if Lyssa didn't find a way to stop him!

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Lyssa’s legs were kicking indignantly at her inelegant predicament, signalling her anger. She was getting so much crotch in her face, as Angel gleefully ground himself into her, adding insult to injury in his skimpy pink thong. As she endured the choke, his manhood smothered and prodded her features, a cruel answer to her earlier taunts about whether Angel was ‘small’ – she was now all-too intimately aware that he wasn’t.

She felt dizzy. Her push to roll on top of Angel brought her a brief reprieve of sorts, as the pressure of the choke lessened… but her escape plan was soon stymied by Angel’s quick thinking. To Lyssa’s dismay, the male wrestler rode the momentum of the roll quite skilfully, using it to continue spinning their intertwined bodies across the ring! Lyssa was aghast as she was bundled along the canvas in the rolling choke, uncomfortable and undignified as her head remained trapped between her opponent’s thighs, and her face continually bumped into his bulging crotch! The poor disoriented girl didn’t know what Angel was planning with this rolling, and by now, was in no state to oppose it anyway!

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For as smug as Lyssa was when she had removed Angel's boots and bottoms from him, she was probably regretting that decision now, as Angel had made the most of his now very scantily clad lower half, tackling her down and planting his crotch directly on her face! With only the tiny thong that he wore covering his bulge as he ground it against her face, Angel's headscissors would also allow him to squeeze her as she struggled underneath, and eventually, as the pair of them would suddenly begin rolling! The motion had been initiated by Lyssa in order to try and get herself some more leverage, but Angel had quickly taken it over, and now the pair were very rapidly moving along the canvas! And, in no time at all, Angel had maneuvered them all the way over to his corner of the ring, rolling one final time to mount Lyssa's face once more, before looking up at Jamie, now quite close to his partner!

"Brought you a gift!" Angel smirked, while Jamie would reach out to tap his hand gently against the shoulder of the blonde, tagging himself in and making the raven haired male now the legal man in the match!

"Don't mind if I do! Assist me while you can, would you?" Jamie asked as he slipped through the ropes into the ring, and Angel would dismount Lyssa's face, finally giving her a chance to breathe! However, with fresh air would come the fact that there were now two men in the ring with her, and Jamie and Angel would grab one of her arms from either end, as they yanked her up and over to the corner of the ring, tossing her in there to sit! And, with a devious smile to one another, Jamie would motion to the downed woman in front of them!

"Shall we?" And with a nod from Angel, the pair would position themselves together in front of the blue haired woman, both turning and getting close, before they would swing their hips, and throw not one, but two massive, shapely asses back into Lyssa's face, as they looked to execute a humiliating double stinkface on their cornered foe!