Kagura Rine vs Angelina Tarrant - Locking Horns

[Monsy]

For a woman of rough exterior, they made a snug seat like warm dough, opening her legs until the lightweight’s full body was kissing Kagura’s mouth as a rough lover. Bucks came shortly, to which she expected — having teetered out her arms for balance, she reached into Kagura’s hair, grabbed a fistful and pulled it up, using it like a leash. Her other hand raised up and waved. She was a bull-rider, giggling but still having to reset from her imbalance and toss of hip, but this grip brought her home. “You’re a natural on ya back, dorkstick.”

She giggled, “Let’s break ya in some.” One dainty hand dipped after she licked the fingers, starting at the base of the neck then walking down, down, down until she reached their ample chest. She tried slipping her hand underneath the attire, if possible, but it didn’t matter how she achieved her objective — to entirely clasp over Kagura’s breast for its maiden squeeze — feel it fill her hand, spill betwixt the gaps — but really, she was just mapping your find the nipple. Should she find it without being bucked, her thumb and index would pinch it, gently before putting it into a suffocating vice — then a violent twist! To see if she can make this devil squeal into her crotch!

[Ghost]

Just when Kagura herself had found a good perch and a body to paid black and blue, had the roles reversed where Kagura was now laid out, her mouth was cut off from air, basically pressed into her opponent's crotch. She began to struggle, looking to catapult the girl off her though it gave Angelina the idea of using Kagura's hair as a leash and to keep herself onto Kagura's face, even going as far as roleplaying a cowgirl and that Kagura's face was the saddle! " Mmh.. Mmf..! " Her voice was muffled, protesting through it all while Her legs kicked and shifted along the canvas out of frustration. She hadn't thought herself being forced into this position so soon.

Kagura couldn't seem to force the girl off her and soon Angelina began to explore down with her fingers, right into that easily accessible chest that Kagura never pretended to hide. It was a bit difficult thanks to the tight knotted top but soon those fingers dug underneath it and into the flesh, with Angelina taking a dare, full orb clutch and squeeze to make Kagura moan out against that covered crotch, followed by a whine when Angelina then attacked her nipple with a pinch and a twist, once again making Kagura buck and twist! Her face slowly began to redden thanks to Angelina's direct attack, more air forced out of Angelina through the use of muffled whines and whimpers.

[Monsy]

One can call this perfect karma.
Kagura’s fists did her silly, her soft belly bore irreparable bruises she’d have to lug through this whole fight. But pain was always a motivator to fight harder. A snappy wit allowed everything to turn on its head, and there she sat, crowning Kagura with her fishnets and panties. Queen Tarrant now played with the woman’s breasts, biting her lip with giggles battering the inside of her mouth. “Bahaha… Look at ya. Who knew the devil was so weak to a good face sit and nippy twisty. Kehehehe…”

The moan into her crotch brought a breathy hitch. Her cheeks were pink, and she felt fuzzy in her loins. A shiver traced up her spine like a slow-moving index. She tipped her head at the ceiling, breathed in deep and beamed, “Yeah.” and then the buck and twist! It sent Angelina veering to one side. She didn’t fight the momentum, instead, she wrapped her legs around Kagura’s head as she fell on her hip, yanking the hair to pull her deep into her panty-clad pussy and propped up an elbow to keep her upper-half off the canvas. “Ya almost had me there! Too bad I'm just better than ya. Now, where were we, ma cheri? Ah yeah!” Angelina would draw up her one free fist if her control remained, and start hammering at Kagura’s chest, eager to continue the torture she started earlier!

[Ghost]

While this was a lot more different than Kagura had in mind, yet she wasn't particularly mad at it. She was a supporter of the whole ' what comes around goes around ' kind of method of fighting. She would dish out what her opponent gave her and made sure it was the better version of it. And thus, while it was humiliating to have the girl just boldly facesitting her and even going underneath Kagura's knotted top and to steal a grope of that breast and to torture that nipple, she could respect the idea that it was indeed a better version of what she had done before. Though it wasn't the same physical pain, it was all the more humiliating how the woman dealt with Kagura in a similar way.

Her voice was muffled, it was vibrating against those panties thanks to Angelina riding her out like she was a bull, Kagura's bucking and trashing seemed to have no effect and Angelina made sure to keep on taunting Kagura throughout it. She used Kagura's hair as a leash, though also to shove Kagura deeper between those legs, her voice now directly vibrating against those panties, her lips pressed up against that crotch like she was kissing and making out with the girl's clothed pussy!

" Mmmh.. " Kagura couldn't really fend the woman off, she needed a new plan though soon ANgelina fell to one side, with Kagura thinking she had just freed herself but it allowed Angelina to scissor Kagura's head between those thighs, to start squeezing her while at the same time starting to wail on Kagura's chest like it was target practice! " MPH! MH! MMMHNN! " Each fist was enough to make those breasts wobble, bounce and slap about thanks to the position she had found, now targeting Kagura's chest in a more painful way! For now she was behaving, mostly since her struggling didn't seem to matter much though an arm did come to her chest to try and shield her breasts from punishment!

[Monsy]

Wow, where were these lips last Saturday? Angelina needs only feel them to have a romantic connection, with just this very position on this very face. It was just meant to be! And with her fist wailing on the girl’s chest, things were about as perfect as red wine. “We’ll watch so many cool movies later! It’ll be a pirates of the caribbean marathon, with popcorn, handcuffs so ya don’t kill me and definitely lots more of this. What ya think?”

It seemed this devil was tame, so why not relish it? Her hips moved to smother and ride their face like a ship on the open sea. The clothed folds rocked between their nose and lips, to and fro, up and down in circles that did marvels in working her up. The arm did complicate things some. The fan-fare strikes subsided, but that didn’t mean all doors were closed. Far from it. Rather — Angelina curled her upper-half up, reaching to grab Kagura’s wrist with both hands. Her legs released the headscissor and tried to rapidly adjust. One underneath the armpit, across Kagura’s chest and the other over their collar, practically sitting on their neck.

The ankles locked, and one arm wrapped around their wrist as she threw herself back, trying to seal in an armbar!

[Ghost]

The girl certainly knew how to keep Kagura's mouth shut and with it, came the taunting as if she was already planning a movie night with Kagura but not in the wholesome way one might think. No, she wanted to keep using Kagura as a seat, perhaps as a sex toy to keep cuffed and be relieved by whenever there was a break between those movies. Right now though Kagura wasn't thinking about any of that, she needed freedom now more than ever thanks to Angelina making sure that Kagura got familiar with the scent and taste of the girl's crotch, and the appropriate punishment to the red head's chest, which bounced and tested the limits of that knotted top, which effectively held them together despite the punishment!

She was given air as the girl got off her, though she didn't allow Kagura to roll away and kept a hold of Kagura to make sure she wasn't going anywhere, more important her wrist! She was soon caught in a different hold, one where those legs were resting on her chest and soon her arm was being twisted and bend the wrong way, clearly wanting to sap Kagura's strength further! She hissed, closing one eye tightly and quickly began to struggle and squirm for freedom, feet smacking against the ground canvas out of pure frustration!

[Monsy]

Ideas flowed on by like a river.
Each drop of water was a new thought, racing for its moment of attention before sapping down the drain. She picked out whatever landed in her cup, and said it. They were rather docile when something was sitting on them, she realised, and made a mental note for later on when she started showing her teeth. After all, if they were going to chew anything, it might as well be under the skirt.

Eventually, she switched her hold and began to torque their arm. Usually they didn’t last long when she sunk it in. It was easy and effective, with nothing but squirms to offer and feet-smacks. “Ya like ya popcorn buttered or not?”

Angelina said, continuing the narrative she started before. She hooked her arm over their wrist, sitting upright with legs still across Kagura’s chest. One knee lifted, drew up, the sole pointed like a spear towards Kagura’s face. Then she began to kick, again and again, punishing their helplessness with whatever boot-crumbs were collected by stomping around the mat.

[Ghost]

Being caught in an armbar was never a good position when it came to fighters who had their arms as their main strengths. She struggled despite the way Angelina was trying to dismantle that strength from the captured arm. She couldn't blame her though, Kagura would probably do the same, perhaps a little worse in her own variation of the hold but right now her idea was mainly escaping it.

The girl decided to mix it up, even starting to sit up and used one foot to start smacking her in the face, deciding that just pulling on the arm wasn't enough of a punishment for the captured Kagura, she needed a headache along with it! Kagura flinched, clenching her teeth together before she would struggle harder, pulling on her arm as she tried to force it free through sheer power and will again, hoping that the woman's seated position meant less leverage for Angelina and more ability for Kagura to get free! She wasn't going to respond to the question, that answer could wait when the red head was in charge instead of taking the pain!

[Monsy]

Size can make all the difference sometimes. Someone having over thirty pounds on you made bending their limbs like solid steel when they fought to survive. She wanted her cake and to eat it too. A scrape of her rubber boot sole, torque of the arm — but as Kagura fought to pull towards the body, Angelina counter-leaned, digging the edge of her heel into the ground.

“Ya got grit, I’ll give ya that!” She said with clenched teeth and a squeezing eye. Would her arm strain buckle or the pain inside their limb? Was she even willing to find out? No — there was better means than to challenge head on. “But I’m betta.”

She used Kagura’s pull to throw herself forward over Kagura’s body, releasing the arm as it slipped from her sweat-licked fingers. Both feet planted on the other side. She tipped her new Devil’s cap to the audience, winked and showed the victory sign — then leaped, arching back until the canvas became the ceiling, knees tucked, the wind over her naval as she flipped and aimed to drop dual knees across Kagura’s iron stomach!

[Ghost]

Kagura's little plan worked! Or so she thought! She resisted the girl until she was pulled along with Kagura's might and stood over the fellow red head, towering Kagura like she wanted to get ready for a renewed facesit and perhaps it would've been something that Kagura could appreciate.. Were it not a damn match! As the girl was boasting and getting ready to jump, Kagura realized what was about to happen and aimed to use that against her, waiting until Angelina would jump up before she rolled to the side and made sure those knees would only hit her canvas rather than Kagura's toned tummy!

She didn't stop there though. She would keep rolling so she could get away from the girl, just a few dozen feet to make sure so that even if Angelina would get back up, Kagura would have enough time to do the same thing. Her arm did hurt, but not enough to be completely out of the match, it needed some time and a massage but the latter would have to wait until she was in proper control of everything. She would push herself back up onto her feet, keeping her eyes on Angelina the entire time. " You like to talk.. But that last part? That will be your last taunt. "