Polissage de la perle, With a good hug routine.

[APlaying]

After increasing the pressure on Ambre, Black Pearl would see helplessly that she was completely trapped. Her movements slowed to a complete cessation, her look of resignation was even cute. Once she verbally announced her surrender, Garlim loosened her embrace releasing Ambre from the pressure, Garlim's arms trembled after relieving the pressure this movement put on his muscles.

The blonde goddess slowly turned Ambre on her back so that he could look into her eyes, Garlim with a mischievous smile leaned over her until her chest covered part of her partner's face, although she had no intention of smothering her, perhaps having her soft, sweaty chest weighing on Ambre's lips would be a bit suffocating in and of itself. Garlim slid her hands up to Ambre's head and stroked her hair away from the loose strands on her face. "Do you think I improved my stamina too...the truth is I was very rusty when I arrived...aaah, I didn't expect a professional wrestler to be able to hold my own for so long, I'm more used to finishing my opponents quickly.... By the way, I had just finished bathing when you arrived, despite how soaked you are, you smell great." Garlim joked while panting heavily.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre was panting with fatigue after being released from Garlim's embrace, she could finally breathe and wasn't going to deprive herself of it even if Garlim was still on her. The French girl shook her head slightly so as not to find herself suffocated by Garlim's chest and used her hands to push the blonde away.

"Nghh... Heavy!..."

She quickly gave up on the idea of ​​pushing Garlim away and sighed heavily, casting a doubtful look and raising an eyebrow following Garlim's words.

"Ridiculous... let me stand up please.."

[APlaying]

Garlim noticed that Ambre could barely move when she expressed her intention to push her, that was obvious considering that her biceps were compressed together with her abdomen, the simple act of flexing her biceps must have hurt like hell. "Alright..." And even if Garlim wanted to get up too, the truth was that her arms had also become loose after the intense compression routine.

As soon as the blonde goddess rested one of her hands on the canvas, she protested in pain without being able to hold himself up, which caused Garlim to collapse gently onto Ambre burying her head in her huge bust by accident. "Aaah!" While she had no intention of choking Ambre, her body was now on her for not being able to respond to him as she should.

Garlim moved her waist a little to shift with her legs as well, the exhaustion was so evident that even her legs were too heavy for her to move. "Wheh, I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to" Said the blonde goddess unable to move off of him.

[Bearhug Goddess]

As the blonde tried to get up following the French woman's request, her strength left her and fell back on Ambre, crushing her sumptuous chest on the face of the French woman who, in shock and surprise, remained completely still and motionless. It could not be seen in her conditions but Ambre was turning red, her head was starting to heat up and her body began to beat a little faster during the few seconds where she was still and understood what was happening to her.

After a few seconds, Ambre found the strength to push the blonde away and coughed while lying down, breathing again to reinflate her lungs with air, she had stopped blushing but her cheeks were slightly pink.

"Be careful next time..."

[APlaying]

Garlim could not move well from exhaustion and ended up lying on top of Ambre, covering her face with her large chest in an involuntary suffocation. Garlim blushed a little as the sensation was strangely satisfying, but Ambre after a moment of not being able to catch her breath, would muster the strength to push her aside.

Garlim laughs, “Hehe, too bad! I guess I got a little too excited there. Haah...” She winks jokingly at her companion. “How about after we shower, we catch up? You'll need to practice your grip a lot more to get me trapped. You see, the key is not to simply hold your grip, but to adapt to your opponent's stance and be consistent and insistent to sap their strength.” Garlim holds out her hand invitingly, ready for a fun-filled afternoon with Ambre.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre straightened up, sighing slightly from fatigue and casting a rather wary glance towards the blonde who said she was excited and suggested to the French woman to take a shower. The French woman stood up, wiping the sweat from her forehead with her arm and crossed her arms slightly at chest level.

"... I'll do without it, continuing our training. The shower will come after our training... And I hope they are private and solo showers..!"

The Black Pearl sighed and removed her gloves to throw them outside the ring, quickly stretching her arms and legs before signaling Garlim to join her in the center of the ring to resume their training. She may have lost this sparring but intended to take her revenge... While finding a way to improve herself to surpass Garlim on her is strong point!

"Let's not waste time... I don't want there to be spectators..!"

[APlaying]

Garlim was trying to stand up, staggering in the process, her body was too heavy and somewhat flabby to move well. But when she heard that Ambre wanted to continue training, her competitive spirit was greatly encouraged, which inspired her enough to straighten up. The blonde goddess never said no to a good challenge no matter how sore she was, and Ambre, despite having been squeezed along with her biceps, wanted to push herself beyond her limits. This was nice. “Sure you can move?” chuckled Garlim. The blonde goddess smiled mischievously and slowly approached Ambre.

“Then tell me.” Once she stood in front of Ambre, she stretched her arms out in front of her as she leaned forward a bit and gently pressed Ambre's sides. “Does it hurt here?” she asked to check on her training partner's condition, even though Ambre showed to be just as passionate about training as Garlim. The blonde goddess also took her role as an instructor seriously, and didn't plan to hurt her too much to cause injury in the medium term.

"It's good that you have the initiative, but you shouldn't be reckless." She would say in a softer tone.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Ambre continued to pant from fatigue and sighed in pain when Garlim pressed her hand against her sides. A little pain was felt because of the long squeeze she had suffered but it had not changed anything in the eyes of the French woman who still had the desire to fight. The Black's fists clenched slightly and her head lowered slightly seeing that Galim did not seem to want to continue.

"Good... Since you're so hesitant..."

And for the second time in her career, Ambre takes the first step and attacks her opponent head on to take her in her arms and trap her in a powerful Bearhug, just like she had done against E'isa during her promo! The blonde's arms were completely trapped between the French woman's arms and Ambre squeezed Garlim with all her strength, although the blonde's chest was slightly crushed against her face!

"...I will force you!!.."

[APlaying]

As the blonde goddess fiddled a bit with Ambre's sides, Black Pearl took advantage of the moment when Garlim's guard was completely down, grabbing her swiftly in her arms. Garlim's breath was expelled from her lungs as she felt Ambre's strong arms tighten around her. She could feel her ribs creak under the pressure, and a sharp pain shot through her back. “AAH! AAAAHH!” Garlim howled as her body shook with pain and shivering.

Spoiler

She looked up at Ambre, her eyes full of determination. “Aaah... Th-that! It is!” Garlim should have praised Ambre's initiative in taking her by surprise like this, but her gasps and shortness of breath prevented him from doing so as her face reddened. The blonde goddess squirmed a little trying to act quickly, until she again felt herself shiver with Ambre's head resting against her large bust, which turned her squeals into soft moans.

Without realizing it, Garlim was now limp in Ambre's grip, which softened her body with her powerful arms that despite the damage they had received from the blonde goddess's characteristic movement. The pain seemed to be overshadowed by Ambre's passion for revenge.