Princess vs Cowgirl Amelia vs Belle

[Kookio]

"Pwah!"

Amelia exhaled as her opponent's breasts were removed from her face. That could have been a close one if she didn't take things seriously for a moment. She sat up and brushed some of her golden colored hair out of the way.

Amelia smiled sweetly down towards her downed opponent while she was stuck between her thighs, squeezing a bit tighter when she talked.

"I might be a well-mannered lady, but I know how to be a little rough when necessary~"

She cooed back, keeping her opponent within the tight hold while she herself relaxed and appealed to the crowd a little bit.

[NotoriousGoddess]

Belle winced softly, her toned midsection twitching as the pressure from Amelia’s thighs increased again. She arched an eyebrow at the comment, her lips parting in a low, breathy chuckle despite the strain.

“A little rough, huh…?” she muttered, voice husky with the effort of keeping calm under the growing pressure. She shifted slightly on her elbows, trying not to give Amelia the satisfaction of a panicked struggle—though the squeeze was making that harder by the second.

Her eyes flicked up at the sweet, composed smile beaming down at her, and Belle’s own smile slowly curled back into place.

“You’ve got a dangerous charm for someone so well-mannered...” Belle teased, playfully.

There was a glint in Belle’s eyes now—not just defiance, but desire. She could already imagine turning the tables, pressing Amelia beneath her, holding her close and burying her in a smother that was more affectionate than cruel. The thought of wrapping her up, of embracing her in her own dominating way, sparked something deeper.

She let her words trail off before suddenly twisting her hips again, this time going for a sharper buck, trying to loosen the hold—not with brute strength, but timing and momentum. Her fingers found the edge of Amelia’s thighs for leverage.

“I’d say you’re more fox than lady~” Belle teased. If her plan worked, she would pull Amelia in a tight embrace, initiating a ground bearhug while smothering her cute opponent with kisses. Belle wouldn't care if Amelia bearhugged back, just as long as she could finally rid her hips of Amelia's thighs.

[Kookio]

Before Amelia knew it, she found herself pressed against her opponent, their lips clashed against each other in a dominating kiss, Belle's tongue even entering her mouth and starting to explore the inside. She had to admit. For a newbie, Belle was especially fast and new timing very well.

For what could be said the first time, Amelia was truly stuck beneath her opponent, caught in a bear hug and in the same way forced to make out with her opponent while she would be smothered by that very kiss!

"Mmph!"

Amelia let out muffled sounds of protests that were made by a bit of shock, their breasts squishing up against each other while Amelia would predictably attempt to give Belle a bearhug, though her arms weren't as strong as her legs were.

[NotoriousGoddess]

Belle let out a soft giggle as she felt Amelia’s arms wrap around her, returning the bearhug with surprising warmth. Their bodies pressed even closer, soft curves melding together in a sensuous tangle.

“Mmm… You’re not trying to break free, are you?” she whispered near Amelia’s ear, her tone sultry and almost sing-song. “Feels more like you’re enjoying this~”

She leaned her head far enough to drop a teasing kiss down Amelia's jawline, the tip of her tongue tickling like a feather before she pulled back to look at her eyes—half-lidded and wicked.

"You taste sweet," Belle breathed, her tongue slithering over her lips.

Rather than rushing things, Belle ever so slightly rocked her hips, letting the moment drift by, her chest still brush Amelia's with every subtle shift. She leaned in once more—this time leaving a slower, deeper kiss on Amelia's lips, while freeing one arm to push her head closer, running it through Amelia's silky, golden locks.

"Think you can handle a little more fun before you tap out?" Belle said, teasingly, while lightly spanking Amelia and cupping her backside.

[Kookio]

The only moments where Amelia would have time to breathe at this point where when Belle started talking dirty to her. Things were clearly heating up between the both of them to the point where Amelia was starting to question if this match was meant to be a hentai match. But one thing was clear. She was getting a bit weaker thanks to being held within a smother for so long and her opponent just so happened to be pushing a lot of Amelia's buttons correctly.

"Kyah!"

She yelped as her opponent's hand whipped around and smacked her ass, sending a shocking jolt of pleasure through her figure that basically woke her up from the hyonotic daze that her opponent was putting her through.

"Thanks for waking me up, deary~"

She thanked and in one motion, she would grab onto Belle and attempt to stand with the cowgirl being lifted off the ground, Amelia showing some effort into doing so. If she were successful, she would start running forwards towards the nearby turnbuckle and attempt to pancake Belle between the turnbuckle and her body in a powerful splash!

[NotoriousGoddess]

Belle's eyes sprang open as she was being lifted off the mat. "W-Whoa there, sugar—!"
With a soft gasp, her arms instinctively wrapped around Amelia’s shoulders as the woman charged forward. The impact of the splash against the turnbuckle left Belle dazed for a second, her soft body squishing against Amelia's.

“Oh my… You sure know how to make a girl feel wanted,” she purred breathily, her voice cheery despite the impact.

[Kookio]

With a powerful crash, Amelia slammed her opponent's body against the turnbuckle, pressing herself against her opponent tightly. It was about time to show the newer wrestler the kind of people she would be fighting against in the future. Though even after crashing her opponent against the turnbuckle, Belle still managed to squeak out a flirtatious remark.

"I'm surprised you're still flirting with me while in such a bad position.~ Guess I have to put a bit elbow greese into this."

Amelia exclaimed, while reeling an arm back and attempting to repeatedly slam her fist into the cowgirl's gut to push out some of that air from the girl's lungs and set her up for another smother attempt.

[NotoriousGoddess]

Belle was about to respond to Amelia's remark when she was met with strong repetitive blows to the gut. She blocked the first few but they just kept on coming, overwhelming the cowgirl.

"Ooof!"

She was too dazed to even counter Amelia's attack, and could only feel the soaring pain coming from her stomach. As soon as Belle felt all the air had been drawn out of her, she dropped down, laying on the floor of the ring.

"This POW stipulation better be worth all this darn trouble..." Belle muttered under her breath, bracing herself for whatever the veteran wrestler had in store for her.

[Kookio]

With her opponent actually dazed, Amelia would grab onto the girl, still smiling.

"There we go~"

She said. She was about to go for the smother hold, but Belle looked especially dazed and although Amelia knew she was new, she wasn't quite sure if she was too new to break out of the smother hold she had prepared. Maybe she would play with her for just a bit longer....

With that thought in mind, Amelia would climb the ropes, holding Belle by the hair to keep her there. When she made it to the top rope, she would attempt to sit down upon Belle's shoulder, holding her crotch in the girl's face and using her like a seat. It was still a smother, but it was more easily to break free from than the smother hold Amelia had originally had in mind. If she was successful, she would start appealing to the audience, smiling and waving and giving them all kisses.

[NotoriousGoddess]

Belle was expecting a facesit or a breast smother or something of that nature but was met with an arousing surprise. She was dragged up by Amelia from her hair, and put into a rope assisted crotch smother, with Amelia putting her thighs on Belle's shoulders! Before Belle knew what was happening, she found herself buried face first into Amelia's crotch! Belle grasped Amelia's thighs before using this time to regain her bearings. She had been hit pretty hard in the stomach and needed time to recover, so she didn't mind letting Amelia have the spotlight for a little more time. Belle rubbed her nose and mouth against Amelia's crotch, teasing her opponent while regaining her stability.

After a couple of minutes of Amelia tending to the audience, Belle had regained her stamina and pulled Amelia's thighs apart off of her shoulders, only to carry them under her armpits. If her plan worked, Belle would then rip Amelia off of her seating place and spin her around, being careful not to hit her head on the ropes or turnbuckles. Belle would then toss her in the center of the ring, where she would initiate a reverse facesit while hugging Amelia's waist up and carrying her thighs between her armpits, her hands resting on Amelia's exposed ass as it was shown off, raised in the air.

"Oh Amelia I ADORE you! Let's see you get out of this one, I'm looking forward to whatever you hit me with next~" Belle would say playfully to her dazed opponent, while gently spanking her ass.