Ossi vs Natzuki: Crossweight Humiliation Smother Match.

[LunaxUwU]

"Ow..Hey Wait! N-No don-!" Her protests were cut off as she was locked in a head scissor. She gasped for air as her legs kicked and her arms struggled and failed to pry apart her opponents perfect legs.

She coughed and spluttered with her face getting more and more red both from the lack of oxygen and being so easily thrown around by the larger girl.

All she could do at the moment how ever is glare daggers at her foe and wait for a moment to get revenge. Her struggling slowed slightly however as the choke began to take its toll and soon she was pretty weak but still holding on to consciousness.

[arktriumph]

Ossi laughed at Natzuki's feeble attempts to break away from her strong headscissor. The Syrian heiress kept the hold locked in until she felt Natzuki beginning to weaken.

"Oh, can't escape?" she taunted. "Don't worry, you don't need to go anywhere. I can take you apart from right here." With that, Ossi changed her position, releasing the headscissor but only to shift backwards and plant her ass squarely on Natzuki's face in a smother! At the same time, she grabbed her smaller opponent's pert breasts and began groping them mercilessly, eager to exact some humiliation on Natzuki after the way the other wrestler had started the match.

"You like that, you little witch?" she sneered.

[LunaxUwU]

"Mhhhphhmmm!" Natzuki's response was muffled by her opponents ass as she struggled for both air and freedom. Her lounge hung from her mouth as she gasped forcing her to lick up Ossi's ass cleaning the sweat that had gathered from the match. Upon realizing what she had done Natsuki would begin thrashing once again in futile protest.

When her foe began to grope her smaller breasts she froze and pulled her legs together in a quick motion to block the audiences view of her flower. The humiliation, the beauty of her foe, and the smell of her essence and now the groping made her flower begin to leak as a small puddle of precum began to form between her legs causing her to cover it from view.

"Dont touch them!" She yelled into Ossi's ass but her the puddle grew a small bit larger and her legs shivered with every squeeze.

[arktriumph]

Ossi relished Natzuki's muffled cries from beneath her ass, feeling the woman squirm and lap against her, totally unable to get away. More noises escaped as she groped Natzuki and she could see the other wrestler's legs twitching uncontrollably.

"Hmph, I think you like this, don't you?" Ossi mocked, squeezing Natzuki's tits one final time before dismounting her opponent and grabbing her by the hair. Ossi dragged the diminutive woman upright and spun her so her back faced Ossi. Then the Syrian heiress reached around and jammed her fingers between Natzuki's legs, rubbing her wet panties as she walked the other wrestler over to the corner.

"You'll regret disrespecting me you pathetic excuse for a wrestler!" Ossi snarled abruptly removing her fingers and attempting to fling Natzuki forward into the turnbuckle front-first.

[LunaxUwU]

She gasped for breath as Ossi released her. "Wh-What who would like this! Maybe a pervert like you you scum su-Ahh.." She was cut off as the syrian beauty finger her through her panties before realesing her and throwing ehr into the turnbuckle front first.

She smashed against it crumbling to the ground. "Ah..You..." She gasped clutching her injured stomach as she cowered in the turnbuckle in the face of her larger foe no starting to gain the upper hand.

[arktriumph]

With Natzuki collapsing into the corner, Ossi didn't waste any time. Ignoring the feeble little woman's protests, she strode over to her, taking a grip on the top rope to her right, and extending one perfect leg to jam her boot into Natzuki's throat in a chokehold!

"Aw, what's that sweetheart?" Ossi crooned mockingly. "Can't get away? You're not going anywhere. You'll regret stepping into this ring before I'm through with you."

[LunaxUwU]

Natsuki gasped as she tried to pull the womans foot off of her throat as it pushed against her cutting off her air. Her cheeks were bright red as tears began to stream down her face from frustration, embarrassment, and lack of air.

"Get off!" she tried to yell but it came out as a pained whine.

This wasnt how this match was supposed to go at all. She had dominated so fiercely in the beginning..How could it have gone so wrong?

She kicked her feet and wrapped her hands around the woman's ankle trying to at least ease off how tightly it was pressing on her.

She saw the haughty, arrogant rage in her foes eyes that only spelled more pain and humiliation for the smaller fighter as she stared back with what she hopped was defiance but turned into a submissive fear as her breathing got more labored.

[arktriumph]

Natzuki squirmed and tried to break free of the chokehold, but Ossi had no intention of letting up. She saw the tears of frustration flowing from her opponent now that the tables had turned, and soon the other wrestler was fighting desperately for air.

Suddenly Ossi would pull her boot away, only to punch Natzuki hard in the stomach, hoping to knock her into a sitting position by winding her. If the tactic worked, Ossi would turn around, grab the middle ropes, and jam her ass into Natzuki in a humiliating stinkface!

[LunaxUwU]

Natzuki would gasp for air as the boot was removed.

"Y-You bitch..You wont beat m-"
She struggled out rubbing her throat before a punch sank into her gut leaving her in a sitting position in the turnbuckle as She watched her foe grab either side of the ropes and begin to set up for a stinkface.

"Noo-" Her cry was cut off by the woman's ample rear.

Tears continued to flow down her cheeks as her tongue came out as she gasped for air making her lick up her cheeks. Her legs would kick as she struggled to turn the tables once more and failing as her foe enjoyed her dominance.

[arktriumph]

Ossi looked down, grinning as she saw Natzuki's feeble kicking legs. Twice she lifted her ass from her pitiful adversary's face before slamming it back again, squashing Natzuki's face repeatedly between her gorgeous rear and the turnbuckle, feeling her opponent's tongue and lips rasping helplessly against her.

Sitting down fully against Natzuki's face, Ossi bent down and reached between Natzuki's legs, stripping her diminutive opponent of her damp briefs, ready to show her full contempt for this upstart that had dared challenge her.

"You're not even fit to speak to me," she declared, removing her ass from Natzuki's face and turning, only to cram the damp panties into Natzuki's mouth as a gag. Shoving her opponent down hard into the mats, she clamped one hand over Natzuki's nose and mouth, forcing her to breath in her own panties while with the other she viciously fingered the feeble wrestler's sex, determined to completely humiliate this fool