No Holds Barred Bondage Match: Emily Blascowitz vs. Holly Matheson

[Luncha_Libre]

“Oh no,” Holly moaned, when she opened her bleary eyes to see Emily going for the leash. Holly tried to roll away, but Emily was on her too quickly. Pulled up into a sitting position, Holly swayed side to side, looking up at the redhead with fear in her eyes. Suddenly, her words from earlier felt very stupid, only serving to make her opponent mad.

“AAKK!” Holly choked as the leash came down around her neck! Holly’s eyes went wide, and she bit her lip. “Aaah,” Holly moaned fearfully, as her wrists were pulled behind her back, her ample bust thrust forward as Emily planted the knee in her back. Her face showing her distress, Holly fought hard to bite back any more moans, wanting to save her breath for the choking that she dreaded was coming up.

“Nnnnnaaaaaugh!” Holly finally cried out, as her arms and back were stretched out! Holly tried to rise off her butt, to alleviate some of the pain, but it was no use. Emily would let her fall back to the mat, and Holly’s shoulders would heave as she took a deep breath. However, before she could try to muster an escape, Emily stretched her again, drawing more screams from the busty British Bombshell as her body was tortured!

“NOOOOOAAHH!” Holly cried out again, shaking her head as if pleading with someone to get her out of this. Holly realized now what was happening- Emily was toying with her, taking full advantage of her control to show everyone in the arena- but Holly especially- who ‘the better woman’ was. Powerless in Emily’s grip, Holly grit her teeth, let the sweat roll over her body, and tried to last long enough to hope for an opening.

[Panda]

Emily enjoyed the sight of Holly being forced to practically thrust her chest out as much as she could, though she admittedly didn't have a great view from behind the Brit. Still, she could definitely appreciate the feeling of Holly struggling in the hold, letting out a breathy sigh as the other woman cried out. Part of her was a little unamused by how little fight the raven-haired woman was putting up, even that rookie luchadora had put up more of a fight than this by this point in the match. Still, the match had just started, and there was plenty of fun to be had with an opponent like this all the same.

"Come on, Holly," the redhead taunted, pulling back harder on the woman's arms and digging in further with her knee, "What happened to being a pretty good grappler? Just talk to psyche yourself up?"

With one last harsh pull, Emily loosened up on the hold at last without letting go entirely, allowing Holly the briefest of moments to think that she might be released before the next part of her little session started. With an excited grin breaking out on her face, the redhead rolled Holly over onto her chest and sat down on her back. She was sure the woman might figure out what was going to happen next, but she doubted it would help her much. With Holly's arms already in her grasp, Emily would move to tuck them in over her knees, intending to lock in a vicious camel clutch variant, using the leash wrapped around her slender neck to pull her back instead of her hands!

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Holly’s face was flushing red, her moans of pain taking the wind out of her. Chest heaving as she fought to breathe, Holly was finding it harder and harder to replace that air, taking away any real hope she had of escaping her current predicament. Worse, Emily’s taunts burned in Holly’s ears just as she drove the knee further in. When Emily asked about Holly’s grappling, all she could manage in response was a pitiful, pained whimper!

“AAAH!” Holly cried at the final pull, her bum coming off the mat for a moment, her chest heaving nearly hard enough to pop out of the top of her ring gear. Holly could feel her body getting twisted around, but before she could react, her face and bust were being pressed into the canvas. Holly tried to scramble, placing her hands against the mat and pushing up, but with Emily on top all Holly could manage to do was give the first row a generous view of sideboob while she was dominated by the redhead.

“Uhn, r-release me at once!” Holly demanded, posh accent coming out even more as she tried to sound authoritative. Before she knew it, though, Holly’s arms were tucked over Emily’s knees, the British Bombshell in position for a camel clutch. What came next, however, was far worse- Emily cranking on the leash, strangling Holly with it!

“AAACK!” Holly gasped, spit flying out of her mouth as her eyes opened wide in terror! The posh Brit’s face went bright red as the air was choked out of her, her soft pink tongue flopping out of her mouth as the leash restricted her airways. Fear overtook Holly, looking pleadingly at the referee, who could only shrug. This was the match- no rules were going to save Holly now!

[Panda]

Emily giggled as Holly's demands to be released were suddenly cut off by the leash wrapping tight around her throat. Still, it didn't stop her from pulling back, perhaps not doing as much damage to her back as a normal camel clutch would, but definitely making up for it with the choke. The feeling of Holly quivering and writhing under her, the sight of the referee shrugging in response to a look she could only imagine from where she was, it was far too much fun to give up on so soon. Under other circumstances, the redhead might have worried she might end up addicted to this sort of thing, but LAW would no doubt be a playground for this flavor of fun, and the crowds would undoubtedly eat it right up.

Still, this could be as good a time as any to take advantage of the special rules for this match, and Holly didn't seem like she'd put up much more of a fight.

"Alright, you wanna be let go?" Emily mused, "Let's see what we can do..."

With that, the redhead loosened up on the leash-choking, but didn't release Holly from her entrapment. Instead, she took the trailing ends of the leash and started wrapping them around the raven-haired woman's arms so she could tie them together. It had been a while since she'd practiced her ropework, and this would be a perfect place to try. Surely Holly couldn't muster up much resistance anymore, right?

[Luncha_Libre]

Holly gasped and choked, horrible noises coming out of her pretty little throat as Emily cranked back on the leash ruthlessly. There was no help coming, and no hope for Holly to reverse the hold. All the Brit could do was gasp, struggle, and hope that she could survive the hold!

Neck feeling constricted, her body trapped beneath Emily, all Holly could do was gasp and nod her head when Emily asked if she’d like to be let go. Choked, Holly looked absolutely pathetic. Her face red, her tongue poking out of her mouth as she was strangled beneath the redhead, Holly was desperate for some relief from a hold that was starting to make her terrified.

“Aaaaugh!” Holly let out a loud, choking gasp as Emily released the leash, and her head hung low. The Holly panted, sweat and tears running down her face. “Oooh,” Holly moaned, between panting breaths. The Brit was so relieved that she didn’t realize Emily was manipulating her arms until it was too late.

“W-what are you doing?” Holly gasped, trying to look over her shoulder as Emily started to wrap the lead around her arms. “What? No!” Holly started to thrash beneath Emily then, her arms pulled behind her back and the leash wrapping her arms. “Nnngh! No, nngh!” Holly grunted and protested heavily as she tried to resist, but Emily had the leverage. The British Bombshell could feel her arms being bound together helplessly. She shifted her shoulders, shimmied her body between Emily’s legs and squirmed to try and work her way free.

[Panda]

Emily smirked at the sounds she was getting out of Holly, but it was time to move on. Certain that Holly would remain pliable for at least a little bit, Emily started tying her up, excitement rising as she worked, her only regret in that moment that she couldn't take a moment to get a look at Holly's face herself.

Then, just as she was about to tie everything together and secure Holly's arms behind her back, the raven-haired woman suddenly sprung to life, shimmying and squirming with surprising intensity. Emily's eyebrows shot up, the redhead getting up off the woman mostly on reflex, leaving the leash behind as she stepped back. Then she relaxed again, shaking her head with a sigh before deciding to let Holly get up.

"About time you started to fight back," Emily remarked, curious to see how Holly might approach now.

[Luncha_Libre]

“AAH! Nnnah! N-no!” Holly panted and moaned as she squirmed in Emily’s grip, feeling the straps tighten around her arms and threaten to leave her totally helpless. The Brit’s pretty face showed her deep-seated fear, the sheer terror she was feeling. Her eyes were wide and trembling, her mouth was curled into a frown. To her surprise, Holly found her soft body was able to squirm out from beneath Emily, but it seemed her arms were still bound behind her back!

“Y-yeah,” Holly said, staring in bewilderment at Emily, “well, y-you too!” Holly didn’t know why she said that. She could already hear many in the crowd laughing at her crappy comeback. Holly huffed, her ample bust bouncing, as her tied-off arms presented her chest even more prominently than usual. Flustered and afraid, Holly wanted to just lash out, despite her grappling being totally impaired. Taking a deep breath, Holly lashed out desperately. Stepping forward, the buxom Bombshell threw her leg hard at the redhead, trying to throw a hard middle kick to her ribs to prove that Holly could still fight back!

[Panda]

Emily's eyebrows rose up as she watched Holly squirm up to her feet, only to find her arms were still bound. And here she was thinking her ropework had gotten rusty. The redhead was unable to help a chuckle, taking a moment to appreciate the sight of the curvier wrestler practically thrusting her chest out due to the bindings. At this rate, she wasn't sure if they'd even bother with content warnings the next time a match like this happened. At least not with Holly.

Oh who am I kidding, of course they will. Better off reminding them of why they should.

The busty Brit's flustered attempt at a comeback just made things funnier, Emily's own chest bouncing slightly as she let out a laugh of her own, but what came afterwards was substantially less funny. The redhead moved on instinct, but it didn't spare her entirely, Emily finding herself winded by the stiff kick to her ribs. A stabbing jolt ran through her side, the redhead unable to stop one last laugh from passing her lips as she winced, bent over by the kick. She wouldn't let Holly get away with that scot-free if she could help it, however, her hands coming up to try to grab hold of the offending foot before Holly could withdraw it!

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Holly couldn’t help bouncing on her feet pitifully, since she wasn’t able to use her arms for leverage. Feeling even more top-heavy than usual, the British Bombshell knew that she was just one poorly-balanced step away from falling on her ass, so she just had to throw a kick at Emily while she still could!

Holly felt her boot sink into Emily’s body, and grinned. “Ha!” she gasped … but then things got less fun. Trying to pull her boot back, Holly realized that Emily had soaked the blow, and was not holding her by the boot. “Oohhh, nono …” Holly shook her head in protest, looking nervous. Hopping up and down, the British Bombshell’s impressive bust bouncing up and down in her singlet, she tried to think of something she could do before Emily took advantage. So, she tried something brand new.

Biting her lip, Holly thought of matches where she’d seen this situation. Her butt tensed, as she readied herself. With her foot caught, Holly decided to go for something that didn’t suit her style, her body, or anything, but might be crazy enough to work. Swinging her free foot up and turning her body in the air, Holly went for an enzuigiri-style kick, getting her boot up to about chest-level with Emily, but leaving her body in clear danger of a rough landing- Holly just hoped her clumsy landing wouldn’t end with her bust bouncing out!

[Panda]

Emily coughed a bit before managing to level a grin at Holly. Granted, the wonderful things her attempts to keep balance did for her chest were a bit distracting, but she'd still caught the woman once more. Now it would only be a matter of time before Holly was wrapped up in her coils again, begging for release...

As if on cue, Holly went for something Emily hadn't expected at all, hadn't even thought the raven-haired woman could do. The redhead's eyes widened as Holly leaped up, going for a clumsy enzugiri! In her sheer surprise, Emily wound up taking that boot straight to the tit, yelping as she dropped Holly's captured foot and stepped back, letting out a pained hiss as she held her wounded chest in one hand.

"Alright, there we go," she said, advancing on the prone Brit again, "Ain't much fun if you don't land anything!"

With that, the redhead dropped down on her opponent with leg extended, trying to hammer Holly down with a leg-drop before she could get all the way up.