The Humility and the Privilege - Sonata Moon (D) vs Carmelita De Leon

[Hagen-Autem]

Sonata expected any response from a tired and excited De Leon after the bucking she gave in hers face because of what that tanned Spaniard initiated, she would have expected any request, any; even if it was just her gasps escaping from her lips along with a cloudy breath and that tired look from the pleasure she just gave to her privileged face and front of everyone. That would have made Sonny feel superior to this arroganced, perverted, overrated excuse for a mandama.

But instead, she was called a whore for inciting her, when it was the woman below her who initiated the game and did not stop kissing her as if bewitched by her unconscious charm.

"Hmmm, you're hopeless-muegggh!" before she could continue playing owner, Carmelita wrapped her hips into a hug and plunged hers mouth back onto Sonata's covered sex. "Gugh...gueee-EEhg, no, mugeeh!!! please, please stop!" The smaller Spanish woman's hands went against the ravenous woman's head in an attempt to pull her away from her snatch. "N-no, no, no! Stop--gaaa-ough, wh-why? muuuegh!!! ...hah...hah...hah...hah~..."

But Sonny had gotten herself into this terrible position alone! Carmelita was in the best position to show Sonny her place here - she was kissing her so passionately that a part of Sonny was lost in imagining what cretinous Spaniard might do to her if Carmelita removed her shorts, or if they weren't in the way of hers tongue and her insides. "No, no! Stop please, everyone is watching us guueeegh!!!" Once was fine for her, but two was too much! She didn't want the match to fold like this- It was only supposed to be a one-movement thing and not affect the course of the wrestle. "Mueeghhh~." But Carmelita was showing her what not to play with when you have a golden orchard a part of her was getting carried away...

The little ashen-haired girl was trembling, her face lost its barely achieved hardness, and she turned in a tired and very flushed gesture as she tried to straighten herself to run away from the pleasure. Her eyes became very bright and staring at the ceiling she was there to hold on, but you could see that she was not sorry to let herself get a little bit loved - this wasn´t fair, she was just having fun being on top - she even covered her lips with one hand to try to keep quiet; but in the end, for her legs could not resist, nor her brain - Sonata started to spasm at the grace of that damned tongue as she hunched towards Carmelita, almost letting herself fall on the turnbuckle. "Hah...hah...n-n-no...mugeehh... not here *hah*, I beeeeg you..."

But just when things seemed to have a course, Carmelita separated her from the corner with a powerbomb from that seated position on the canvas. "Gugh! No, espera, espera-gyah! ...gUugh..." Leaving her lying on the canvas to then grab her legs and lift them up for a pin attempt. "What?! NOOO!!" But her scream was so sharp that the arbitor stopped dead in his tracks as Sonny's legs closed against De Leon's head and she turned her whole body to the side to break this position.

If she did it right, Sonata might have jerked hard enough to be sitting on top of the proud Spaniard's chest, and with her head between her thighs for a headscissor. "No! *hah*... don't even think... *huff* I'm going to give it away so easily, you cheap fucking disco bitch! *hah*..."

[Misfit_Alien]

Carmelita lost herself in the haze of the moment. The heated passion she felt overwhelmed her, overriding her feelings of disgust and hatred and replacing them with feelings of lust and desire for her fellow Spaniard's figure. All Carmelita wanted was to feel Sonata's barren figure against her own...she continued to eat the woman out through her trunks, her tongue and lips somewhat denied by the thin fabric of Sonata's bottoms. Still, it seemed to do the trick as the small, ash-haired woman was driven into a sexual craze, spiraling downward with Carmelita as she could resist no longer. She tried to pull away, but the Orchard of Gold held her close. Eventually, Carmelita had driven Sonata into a weak enough state...so the greedy, arrogant Spaniard would attempt to pin her opponent with a surprise pin attempt. Unfortunately for the tan-skinned Spaniard, her pale-skinned foe broke free, bucking her hips with serious force. So much so that she wound up mounting Carmelita, crotch near her head with her thighs surrounding her face, reversing the tide of the match in her favor by placing the haughtier Spaniard into another sensual, compromising position...but with a little more strength in her body, Carmelita attempted to shove her opponent off of her body, trying to cause Sonata to fly face first into the turnbuckles that were behind them, pressing her hands against her foe's backside and giving her a mighty push.

[Hagen-Autem]

As soon as she had the poisonous head between her thighs, Sonny made sure to squeeze to keep her face that safe distance from her most vulnerable part. The one thing Carmelita had shown her she was good at was using her mouth - and not just for expletives.

"Just be nice to me and I won't have to-gyah!" Before the English resident Spaniard could try to put this spat on a positive track in a last ditch effort to keep it from getting personal, De Leon managed to take advantage of Sonata's position to push her from behind and get her off her back. Catapulting her face-first into the ropes, where she would be caught by the middle rope with a whiplash to the throat that would leave her voiceless and coughing, all the while her arms hung outside the ring and the rest of her remained kneeling, bearing all her weight with the neck on the ropes as her head was hanging out.

"Gahk!... *cough* *cough*" Sonata wanted to try to beat this arrogant girl just to rub it in her face. But she seemed to have it harder and harder, and right now she was too stunned by the whip to her neck to realize that she had to get off that site before Carmelita could take advantage of it.

[Misfit_Alien]

With Sonata left hanging on the ropes wheezing and coughing for air, with every gasp and sigh getting weaker and weaker, the Spaniard attempted to keep what little momentum she had by keeping her focus solely on winning. She was in a slightly better position than Sonata, having not lost too much air from that impromptu Headscissors or the Bronco Buster and Stinkface before that. "Y-you...You impudent...ceaselessly stubborn...and defiant worm..." She said, coughing a little. "I'm going to end this, I'm going to end you...and then I'll take you as my prize. Making me sweat and work this hard for a cheap victory...You'll rue the day you crossed me." She said, grabbing hold of Sonata by her hair, leaning down, and peppering the back of her neck with kisses as she rubbed and caressed her opponent's body. "You're as good as mine, Sonata." She said, pulling the woman off the ropes. With her hands wrapped around her fellow Spaniard's waist, Carmelita would show a rare bit of wrestling prowess by hitting Sonny with a German Suplex, raising her and SLAMMING her onto her backside across the mat...before slowly turning around and bringing the woman into a Snap Piledriver position, quickly flipping her over and dropping her a short distance down on her head!!!...a surprise finishing move attempt from the Spaniard named the 'Golden Hour'!!! "You're...done..." Carmelita said with a breathy voice, pushing the hopefully finished Sonata off to the side so she could prepare to pin her once she caught her breath.

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[Hagen-Autem]

Sonny was a dazed rag doll and hanging on to those ropes as Carmelita detached her from them with a tug on her hair, barely a frown on her face and arching her head back as she was pulled. The ashy bunny was far from resilient but also of being submissive to someone as hateful and demanding as Carmelita; still getting a good hug - possessive as she likes it, from behind while Carmelita let out her frustration for her felt so...relaxing - and having her beautifull wrestler stuff her neck with kisses didn't make it any easier to try and oppose for Carmelita. That might be the only thing Sonata would admit her tanned compatriot's mouth was good at.

But all that condescension of her would turn her 180° in an instant without warning! "Waaah!" Sonny's whole world spun like a wheel in reverse, screaming out of inertia in the process before the back of her head met the canvas in a slam that left her staring at the ceiling between her legs. "Pueegh."

Numb but still conscious she managed to collapse decubitus on the canvas to catch her breath; however, Carmelita was slow, not lazy to grab her by the head once more and sink her between her legs to bring her back to the canvas using her weight plus her own in an almost improvised piledriver that hammered the canvas, gnashing her teeth and jerking her body over her head in a dazed fashion. Pacifying her!

The crowd went into a suspenseful silence after seeing what could be Carmelita's best move and the end of the fight, but the Orchard of Gold took a little while to apply the count for regaining air. This could have been Carmelita's victory; the pin was on and the referee was counting. But at the second slap Sonny's hooked leg kicked along with an arm extended to the ceiling in a sign of struggle! Also unintentionally punching Carmelita's face on the kick-out.

[Misfit_Alien]

"It's...Ove-PEUGH-!!!" Carmelita began to speak right as the referee was about to finish the count, only to be met with a sudden punch to the jaw which staggers the Spanish woman upon impact. Sonata's kick-out caused a massive uproar within the establishment as the people in the crowd bore witness to quite an amusing sight. The ash-haired woman managed to kick out of her fellow Spaniard's pin attempt, socking her upside the jaw as a little 'bonus' of sorts. The kick-out, or rather 'punch-out', had left Carmelita disoriented as she fell across the canvas with a groan, clutching and rubbing at her lower cheek and jaw as she curled up into a ball, almost whining from the pain as she kicked her feet about like a toddler who had just bumped head-first into a rough surface. This was NOT how things were supposed to go. Carmelita was supposed to be the victor now...Her hand should've been raised by now. Sonata should've been her PRIZE by now. Things were beginning to go increasingly wrong for the Orchard of Gold, and it was causing her to PANIC.

[Hagen-Autem]

Sonata's punch-out was as accidental as opening her arms to give someone a hug and inadvertently slapping others in the face. Even the referee would overlook it and pass to check on the tanned-skinned Spaniard as a few chuckles of satisfaction reverberated from the stands into the ring like echoes in a closed cavern. While on the other side, the cheers would be heard in a loud crescendo as the smaller and more beloved Spaniard stood up while the other one fell down. Staggering like a bell was Sonata, clearly in a daze, drooling a little, but resisting and clinging to stay that way as her eyes pointed towards the childish woman who turned into a ball on the floor a few steps away from herself.

"Really *guh* dislike you..." the pub rep babbled out halfway sane and phrased it more like if she were saying it to herself than to De León, as if she wanted to give herself a reason not to let her do something like that...again. Not with the last thing she told her. Although Sonata would like to. But this was not the time for those fetishes, Sonny had a chance and she had to show that she can tame a entitled lioness!

Then, still feeling a little nauseous, Sonny bypasses the referee to grab De Leon by the hair, ruffling her beautifully manicured princess hair to force her to walk on her knees to the center of the ring. With the screams and cheers of the public reverberating for more. "Seriously, I... Dislike... You..."

"And I'm going to make you my seat even if I have to imitate some heel feared to get it." She threatened in hers ear, with the most serious voice she could maked, at the same time that she fired a knee to the Carmelita's belly. One harder than any other strike she has done so far in her short wrestler career.

"And you're going to enjoy it!" She remitted in a tremendous shout followed by taking Carmelita's hands, standing with her back to Orchand of Gold's face. "And I hope you don't forget this, Jooober!!" And pulling her hands to bury De Leon's face between her buttocks! Shaking her rear from side to side like a taunt before imitating the fervor of rabbits against the tanned woman's lips and nose.

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[Misfit_Alien]

Carmelita could barely register what Sonata was saying to her. The entitled Spaniard's ears were still ringing from that accidental punch. Who could've guessed that a bratty, whiny, poorly trained, lousy excuse of a wrestler would have such a fragile glass jaw? It didn't take long for Carmelita to wake up again, as a stiff knee strike from Sonata to the caramel-skinned princess' gut would force her to cough and gag as if a bowling ball had been dropped onto her stomach. Carmelita wheezed and squirmed, writhing about in agony as Sonata held her in place, only to have her groans and pleas be silenced as Sonata punctuated her targeted 'jobber' statement with a lengthy, sensual, soft Standing Stinkface, keeping Carmelita locked by gripping her wrists tightly and BURYING the arrogant Spaniard's face between her ass cheeks and thighs, grinding and rubbing it all over the now-drooling, disheveled, sloppy-faced, slutty-looking Spanish woman as the crowd raved and cheered for more of this erotic action. Meanwhile, Carmelita was trapped between a rock and a hard place...or rather, between two incredibly bouncy, pillowy soft buns, involuntarily kissing them and getting her slobbery saliva all over Sonata's but as her fellow Spaniard couldn't restrain herself...whether or not Carmelita was into this kind of thing was...debatable, admittedly...there was some shred of the arrogant, bratty Spaniard that found this semi-dominant, confident Sonata quite attractive...this sort of thing was...strangely enough, a turn-on~...

[Hagen-Autem]

Sonata found herself clutching those velvet wrists tightly as she rubbed her buttocks back and forth over the face of a De Leon. Sinking Carmelita's mouth and nostrils deep between her booty to give her the whole experience, rubbing up and down hard and somewhat slowly. Truly, the ashy bunny was letting her savour all of her soft tail until it almost brushed her womanhood on hers lips - she wanted to avoid the mistake that happened in the corner with the bronco buster, but Sonny couldn't help tempting her.

Even, Sonny found herself getting a little too forward when she gave a misinterpretation of what would be trash talk while swatting Carmelita's face with her ass, yet that embarrassment would not stop her from continuing to placate De Leon like this, her weak arms glistening with sweat as she resists her grip on her caramel-skinned compatriot's so as not to let her miss any of it.

It wasn't until Sonny really felt that she couldn't keep pushing herself like this, that she stopped the machine by hunching forward and letting out a heavy sigh, relaxing from pulling on fellow Spaniard's arms. But Sonny didn't let go of hers wrists, not at all! Still had her pompous ass in Orchard-of-Gold's face, giving her the best cushion as well as she herself catches her breath.

She herself wanted to believe that she was still in control here and that nothing in Carmelita would oppose a rest or try to get out of that position, it was a somewhat arrogant and overconfident idea, as well as condescending, but if Sonata Moon could keep Carmelita De Leon in that kneeling position a little longer, she was eager to give her a flashier move to continue publicly trashing an entitled, bad wrestler, arrogant, bully girl like her in front of everyone!

"Please... don't *huff* move and just stand still like *huff* this." She pleaded almost whispering. It wouldn't be very dignified, but it wouldn't be the first time she's found herself begging for one more chance...

[Misfit_Alien]

As Sonata continued to scrub Carmelita's face with her butt, the Spanish princess was beginning to lose herself in the ecstasy of it all, taking in her foe's scent and the taste of her skin, lapping away at her thighs and between her legs, becoming weaker by the second as she lost more and more air...the world began to go black...that was until Sonata had let up for just a moment, giving Carmelita a brief moment of grace, allowing her to collect herself for just long enough to take a much-needed breath of fresh, untainted air.

Carmelita had been drowned in her fellow Spaniard's pristine, soft, petite ass...feeling those gentle, warm cheeks on her now-greasy face, leaving her breathless and gasping for even a speck of air as her head leaned back, dangling listlessly as her glazed eyes looked off into the distance, staring at nothing as her makeup-smeared face and drool-coated lips quivered slightly from exhaustion and arousal. The woman felt her legs tremble as a slight damp spot formed between her thighs and nether region. The Spanish beauty moans, helpless and unable to even say a word in response as Sonata pleaded with Carmelita to hold still so she could catch her breath...this would not register with the Orchard of Gold as she couldn't even hear her own thoughts.

Carmelita was operating on pure, raw instinct alone...driven by her carnal lust and desire for Sonata. She pulled her hands free from Sonata's weakened grip, and she CLENCHED the woman's ass in her palms, gripping it tightly and stuffing her face between the petite woman's ass, kissing and licking away at it, craving more...NEEDING MORE. She wraps her arms around Sonata's waist and falls backward, performing a roll-up as gravity would drag Sonata down to the canvas, forcing her to wind up on the canvas of the ring, laying on her back with Carmelita's juicy, bronze ass on her face while the Spaniard inadvertently pinned her down, holding her legs down and licking her lips, desiring more of Sonata's body, not even registering that she had the woman pinned as the referee came in for the count!!!


"1...!!!"

"2...!!!"

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