Beware the Bee Booty - Honie vs Ossi

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Wrestlers and fans alike often bantered about who had the best booty on LAW. And while no one could be blamed for lumping Honie's extra thick butt into the competition, one thing was very clear from this match. Honie undoubtedly had one of the strongest or perhaps the strongest backside in the business, as she effortlessly used her hips to play ping-pong with the ropes. And Ossi was the ball. In a cruel twist of fate, the very ropes that Ossi believed may grant her safety from this encounter, instead did nothing but sprung her body back to Honie's for more painful booty bumps! Soon enough, the Arab's legs did give out, allow Honie to butt smack Ossi in the face instead. Each mighty bump had echoed throughout the arena, leaving Ossi at Honie's feet after one last: "Sting!"

The heroine had intended to only use butt moves during this fight, as a way to take it easy on Ossi, due to the Arab's jobber status. But Honie either woefully underestimated how capable she was in dishing out a booty beatdown, or she woefully overestimated Ossi's chances of standing up to one! Probably both. It was clear as day the bee could quickly secure two smother knockouts and get the match over with, but Ossi's attitude had annoyed Honie to the point of wanting to humble the arrogant middleweight. And being humbled by someone as strong as Honie wasn't the most.....pleasant experience.

Honie sighed in a mixture of satisfaction at how amazing her booty was, and disappointment at how pathetic Ossi was. She really had expected better from her, having gave her smaller girl the chance to prove she wasn't a jobber. "Well. That settles it. You're a jobber." Honie said not as an insult, but as a stone cold fact. She approached her opponent, effortlessly lifting the woman up with one hand, holding her by her bra. "Consider this literal booty whooping some tough love. Now, that being said...Muah!"

Honie had just done something perhaps surprising, she had bent her arm to pull Ossi in for a tender kiss on the cheek! Honie bent her arm back out again, before explaining her small gesture of compassion. "That was for saying 'please', before I starting bumping ya. Obviously, it was a little too late, but I appreciate the manners regardless. Now then!" Honie then snagged one of Ossi's wrists in one hand, before placing the weakened woman onto her knees, while the heavyweight turned her scary rump towards her. "You're next lesson is about a humble exchange. You must return my kiss on your cheek, with a kiss on my cheek! My butt cheek that is!" Honie buzzed, still determined to teach and lecture Ossi. "I'm sure you wouldn't mind planting a good, buzzing kiss on the booty that's been subduing you so far...Would ya?" The bee slapped her big bum with her free arm, making her buns of steel have a subtle, intimidating jiggle, as she wanted for Ossi's response.

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The final booty impact to her face almost wiped Ossi out and she was left sprawling at Honie's feet, but the Queen Bee was far from finished making an example of the arrogant heiress for all to see. She declared that Ossi was a jobber, and right now, having been totally obliterated by nothing but booty based attacks, the Syrian beauty was hardly in a position to disagree.

She let out a faint whimper as Honie heaved her effortlessly upright by her bra, holding the defeated Arab aloft with ease. Then she found herself pulled close and Honie's lips pressed tenderly to her cheek!

"Wh-what are you doing?" she blurted weakly. The explanation she received did not reassure her, and a moment later Honie gripped her wrist and forced her back down to her knees. Once there, she was presented with a humbling demand. This woman wanted her to kiss the ass that had been her undoing! Ossi could barely believe her ears. But as she looked up at the powerful woman who had so effortlessly dismantled her in this match, she realised if she wanted this to end she didn't have much of a choice!

With a sullen expression of defeat stamped on her features, Ossi closed her eyes, pursed her lips and leaned forward. Her cheeks burned with humiliation but at this point she really had no other options. She let out a faint whimper of dismay as her lips pressed against one cheek of Honie's dominant booty, and she held it there for a long moment. The fans went wild at seeing the arrogant Arab humbled so thoroughly and she quickly pulled her head back, anger and disgust filling her.

But there was little she could do about it.

"There, I did what you asked," Ossi hissed petulantly, unable even to look Honie in the eye. "Now... now stop this! Stop this at once!"

[dddybee]

Honie's small gesture of compassion wouldn't come without a price. After effortlessly lifting up and kissing Ossi's face cheek in a display of dominance, Honie demanded the Arab kiss the bee's butt cheek in a display of submission! The heavyweight forced her foe back onto her knees, looking down at her and awaiting the butt kiss. And after looking back up at Honie in defeat, Ossi would be forced to shallow her pride and do just that! The bee giggled as Ossi gave her big booty a nice long kiss, as the fans cheered excitedly! "Aww, you're so sweet!" Honie teased playfully, her lighthearted demeanor seemingly returning. It looked like Honie may finally let her opponent of the hook!

But after the kiss was over, the Arab made a grave mistake. Her petulant voice carried a high degree of rudeness, as she grumbled at Honie and demanded her to stop! Too bad Ossi couldn't bring herself to look the bee in the eye. If she had, the middleweight would have noticed the insect's smile fade, alerting her to correct her error! There was a ominous moment of silence, as Honie kept a tight grip on one of Ossi's wrists, before addressing her insolent foe. "I DON'T LIKE YOUR TONE!" Honie steamed, before swinging her hips to smack the side of Ossi's face, with the butt cheek she had just kissed! The only reason Ossi wasn't sent flying after the butt punch, was due to Honie's grip on one of the middleweight's wrists.

After the booty bump, Honie reached for and snagged Ossi's other wrist, holding her in a familiar position. Still on her knees, this was exactly how Ossi was before being subjected to a prior, standing butt smother! The bee brought Ossi's face right near her massive, terrifying honey buns. But she would address Ossi, before the inevitable smothering. "Listen up! I thought I taught you never to demanded something from a dominant better!" She scolded, almost in a parental manner. "Thank you for the kiss, but I actually want you to learn something here! So it's time for some more tough smothery love!" The aggressive women would then yank Ossi's face back into the depths of her deadly derriere. But this time she would use her wide hips to grind her giant butt on Ossi, during the standing butt smother. The crowd went wild as the killer bee continued her quest to smother every ounce of arrogance out of her insolence opponent!

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Ossi thought that the match would be done after the catastrophe of having to literally kiss Honie's ass, but her own petulance was her undoing. Her demands to put an end to the match only served to anger her powerful foe and before she knew what was happening one of her wrists was once again clamped in an unbreakable grip and Honie's hips swayed sideways to thump into Ossi's face!

"OUUGH! NO!" she blurted in shock, struggling desperately to no avail, head spinning from the impact. Dazed, she couldn't stop Honie getting a hold of her other wrist again and in the blink of an eye the loudmouthed Arab beauty was trapped in place again. Her eyes widened in panic as Honie made her displeasure clear.

"No, wait, please I-GGMMPPHHHHH!" Ossi's pleading was too little, too late, and her face was once more buried into the thick cheeks of the Queen Bee. Honie gyrated her hips, grinding her ass into the helpless Syrian's face. All Ossi could do was let out muffled whimpers and whines, her body bucking pathetically as she tried to breathe.

It was all for nought, however. Already exhausted, breathless and humbled, this repeated standing smother was swiftly more than Ossi could handle. Her eyes rolled, hands flapping weakly at the wrist for a few more seconds before unconsciousness finally overwhelmed her and her lithe, supple body sagged limply in Honie's grip. Knocked out cold she slumped on her knees, her face still stuffed deep into her conqueror's derriere!

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Along with showing off how capable Honie was at booty-related offense, fans were also learning exactly why it was never a good idea to anger the extra thicc heavyweight. Similar to actual killer bees, Honie was short-tempered. Now granted, the heroine was aware of this character quirk, having made a sincere effort not to absolutely destroy Ossi. However, the bee opting to only use butt-based attacks this match only offended the Arab, though it was meant to be a merciful decision. Despite Honie's short-lived attempts to control her temper, Ossi's arrogance provoked a very strict and demanding side of the heavyweight. Though based on a worker bee, Honie had taken the role of a queen bee this match, making her authority very clear!

This currently amounted to Honie stinging and smothering poor Ossi yet again, having been annoyed by her adversary's bad attitude, not giving the middleweight enough time to finish pleading for mercy! However, as much as Honie enjoyed booty bumping and smothering, her true motivation was for Ossi to actual learn humility this match. "See the kiss I gave to you earlier was positive reinforcement, and this next round of smothering is negative reinforcement." Honie buzzed. "I think that's the best way to teach you..." The bee stopped her disciplinary explanation when she noticed her foe become limp. Before the bee could explain any further, Ossi was quickly smothered out cold!

"You still with me? Buzz...? Oh buzz." Honie reached for the back of the Arab's head, having to quite literally peal the woman's face out from between her huge butt cheeks. The bee placed her foe on the mat, and the referee came to check and confirm Ossi's unconsciousness state. Honie had secured the first smother fall! "HehHehHeh." The bee chuckled with mild embarrassment, despite the crowd cheering for her. She hoped she hadn't been too hard on the feeble jobber, having not meant to smother her out just yet. Though in hindsight, giving the match's stipulations, it was bound to happen regardless. Anyhow, Honie gave Ossi some space, waiting for her to awaken so that match could continue!

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Having been knocked out cold in the standing smother, Ossi was oblivious to the lecture being doled out by Honie, as it took the Queen Bee a few moments to notice the state of the arrogant Arab wrestler. Camera's flashed all around, immortalising the pathetic spectacle of Ossi's limp frame on her knees, her face stuffed between Honie's magnificent cheeks.

Once her foe belatedly realised the state of the heiress, Ossi's unconscious body was peeled free from the smother and laid down on the canvas in a heap. The referee checked to confirm what everyone already knew - she was out cold and it was 1-0 to Honie.

"Whaa... ngghhh... what...?" Ossi burbled dumbly as she at last ebbed back into consciousness. She groaned massaging her temples with both hands as the memories of the match came cascading back down upon her. With an effort she struggled to all fours and crawled with painstaking slowness to the ropes, until she was able to grab them and haul herself upright.

The Arab's legs wobbled unsteadily as she tried to shake off the effects of the smother. She glared back across the ring at Honie, the woman who had tormented her through this match, obliterating the heiress with nothing but her thicc ass. Ossi wanted to fight, wanted to get her own back on the woman, but it was as clear to her as it was to every fan in the arena. She had no chance of beating Honie.

But there was still another fall to go.

"This... this isn't fair," she complained petulantly to the referee. "I shouldn't be in a match with her. We're in different weight classes - this shouldn't even count!" Even now her pride would not let her acknowledge her own failings, and the part her own attitude had played in her downfall. She sought to wriggle out of the next fall - but no-one would be ending a match that the audience were so clearly enjoying!

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Unable to take Honie's smothery punishments anymore, Ossi passed out to the bee's latest offense. And with the referee confirming a smother fall point to the bee, now it was only a matter of waiting for the Arab to awaken. Eventually, the green attired women slowly yet surely came through, crawling towards the ropes, before using them to pull herself up. Honie's smothers certainly had a lasting effect on her opponents!

Honie managed a playful smile, as Ossi glared at her, the bee having calmed down at this point. However, the middleweight would rile up her heavyweight foe again by whining to the referee about the differences in the two wrestlers' weight classes! "ARE YOU BUZZING KIDDING ME?!" Honie suddenly boomed, her queenly voice echoing through the arena. The ref flinched in the middle of disregarding Ossi's complaints, along with several members of the audience!

This arrogant jobber wasn't learning her lesson fast enough for Honie's liking, who was now wondering if she hadn't been hard enough on the Arab! Granted, given Ossi's stubborn streak of miserable losses, most fans had already ruled out the possibility of her ever truly improving either her attitude or her wrestling skill! But that didn't mean Honie wouldn't continue to try disciplining her! "Wrestling has more to do than simple weight classes! Your complaints disregard and disrespect lightweights who've beaten heavyweights, for example! Take some buzzing responsibility for your own lack of skill! THEN TIGHTEN THE BUZZ UP!"

After Ms. Bea's latest scolding towards Ossi, she began to approach the whiny women angrily, as if she was ready to booty-beat some sense into her! However, Honie stopped midway, puzzling for a brief moment. She took a deep breathe and managed to calm her fury. "Buzz. Perhaps yelling isn't helping you to learn. Let's try something else." Honie would then turn around and squat, with her hands on her knees, sticking her giant rear out at her foe!

"Since you're so afraid of my booty and are trying to get out of this match, I'll be nice and give you the first move." She explained, shaking her thick backside from left to right, those firm cheeks jiggling around. "You wanna get me and my bumping, smothering badonkadonk back, right? Try and kick my butt then, literally!" Honie was taking a different approach to deal with Ossi, teasing and taunting her, the bee switching from her anger to her sassiness! If Ossi was successfully provoked into obliging, Honie would dodge to kick by moving to Ossi's side last moment, before nailing the jobber's side with strong hip bump!

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Ossi recoiled against the ropes in fear as he complaints did not have the desired effect. The referee paid no mind to her grovelling, but Honie certainly heard her, and the Bee was less than impressed, her voice booming over the arena in anger as she launched into a tirade over Ossi's conduct. She ranted about skill being more important than class and, despite herself, Ossi knew the Bee was speaking truth. The only thing was, she didn't care. She just wanted to get out of this ring.

But then something unexpected happened. The Queen Bee seemed to mellow and change tack. Then, to the surprise of the Syrian heiress, Honie turned around and presented her ass, announcing that she would give Ossi a free hit.

Ossi looked around. It felt like a trap, but what choice did she have? Maybe, just maybe if she could do some damage with this free blow she might manage to salvage some dignity from this debacle. In the end anger at how she'd been treated overwhelmed any sense of caution.

"If you insist," she hissed through gritted teeth, before launching herself into a run and aiming a vicious, stomping heel straight at Honie's magnificent ass, hoping to strike with enough force to send the big woman sprawling forward.

Instead she hit nothing but air. A blurt of surprise escaped her lips as Honie dodged aside at the last second, leaving Ossi to lurch forward. Before she could regain her balance Honie's hips swung back hard and thumped her in the hip!

"OUGHH!" she spluttered in surprise, sent stumbling across the ring until she hit the ropes, her upper body draping over the rop and arms dangling down as she was almost sent clean out of the ring by the surprise hip bump!

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After such a one-sided smother fall, it was understandable that Ossi would be looking for ways to get out of the match. However, her weight class-related complaints only served to anger Honie, almost provoking the killer bee into swarming again! However, the insect opted to deal with Ossi in a different matter. She teased the jobber with her shaking backside, taunting the Arab into trying to kick it!

Ossi would oblige, but she mistakenly believed Honie was giving her a free hit. Those words never came out of the bee's mouth! Honie instead dodged to the side, before nailing her foe with a powerful hip bump! "Sting!" The bee buzzed, after her incredibly strong booty rammed the middleweight with enough force to send her tumbling across the ring, before being launched up on the top ropes!

Honie causally approached her dangling opponent, while swinging her very wide hips left and right. "I never said I'd give you a free hit. I was just giving you the first move." The heavyweight explained, in a surprisingly calm yet sassy voice. "Get ready for my Bee-Donkadonk Bouncer." She said ominously. "I usually don't use this move on jobbers, but I'll have to go to great lengths to humble you. This is for your prior rude comments regarding weight class."

The bee stood right in front of Ossi at this point, before she bent down and leaped off those might legs! She turned her body midair, aiming to crash land her giant rear right on the Arab's waiting face! If successful, Honie would preform her most brutal smother move on Ossi. Facesitting her on the springy ropes, bouncing her big backside all over her face, pounding, squishing, and smothering Ossi with the previously mentioned signature move!

The Bee-Donkadonk Bouncer

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Ossi wheezed for breath as she turned around to face Honie, still leaning heavily on the ropes as she tried to regain her composure. The Bee, however, had no intention of letting Ossi off with any kind of leniancy after her behaviour in the match thus far. Ossi's eyes widened in fear as the powerhouse advanced on her, detailing every reason for the punishment that was about to be visited upon the arrogant Arab.

"N-no... please, no-GMPPHHH!" Ossi's begging came far too little, and far too late as Honie's powerful rear was once again smashed into Ossi's face, driving her downward against the springy tension of the ropes. Her eyes were wide and she flailed helplessly, only for the Queen Bee to go on the full offensive.

Ossi's mewls and cries escaped at brief intervals as she was subjected to a smothering, pounding gauntlet, trapped between the taut ropes and Honie's ass, an ass that had been used almost exclusively to pound the feeble heiress into submission over the course of this match.

"MGGHH! NGHMMMPH! Please-GGMPH!" she burbled as her limbs flapped around like a ragdoll under the relentless assault. "Sto-PMNHGH! NGHH! I submi-MMMMPPGHHH!"

She wanted to quit, wanted to give up and finally put an end to this nightmare but she could barely get half a word out between the thumps and smothers that belaboured her face. Soon her words faded to nothingness and she went totally limp, her eyes fluttering as Honie's devastating assault battered Ossi to near unconsciousness...