The Red Menace

[Afterhoursclub]

Ashley's face beamed with satisfaction. She gritted her teeth and tightened her grip on Garlim's head even more. The redhead's arms were starting to tire from holding on for so long, but she didn't care. She felt the blonde goddess's body slowly crumble. On top of that, Garlim had completely released her hold on the Brit, allowing Ashley to fully take advantage. And she didn't waste any time.

Both girls fell to the ground, Ashley hunched over, still holding the blonde. Garlim fell to her knees, convulsing from the lack of oxygen. A mocking smile spread across the redhead's face. "It won't be long now. Darling." She let out a faint chuckle, giving E'isa a smug look.

However, Ashley's inner celebration would be cut short; almost as if coming back to life, Garlim awoke from her forced slumber, struggling against her grasp and slowly pushing her way through. "What the hell?" Ashley asked, her eyes wide in surprise. Garlim's brute strength would prove too much to fight against; at this point, it was easier to let go. Garlim would break out of Ashley's tight embrace with a firm pull of her head. The Brit took a couple of steps back, gazing angrily at the Blonde who seemed to have gotten a second wind.

[APlaying]

Garlim snarled, her eyes blazing with fierce determination as she leaped to her feet. Her chest rose and fell with each ragged breath, and her face was a deep crimson from the prolonged smother. But still, she stood tall, her gaze fixed on Ashley.

The blonde goddess took a step forward, panting. "I see you know how to use your small chest well. But unfortunately for you, I'm not a fragile little thing you can easily dominated." Garlim said as she extended one of her fists forward, marking the distance before quickly stepping forward and throwing a hard punch to Ashley's abdomen with her other hand.

To add more weight to the blow, she leaned her body forward and pushed off with one of her legs.

[Afterhoursclub]

Ashley was surprised to see the blonde not only suddenly come back to life, but also get back on her feet fairly quickly. She looked tired; The smother had definitely taken its toll on her. But there was new determination in Garlim's eyes. Maybe in another life, Ashley would consider praising her opponents' efforts, but not in this one.

The redhead gritted her teeth in frustration. This only meant she'd have to find another way to finish off her busty foe. However, before Ashley could try anything, Garlim was already charging against her with a hefty punch directed at her midsection. Lucky for her, the blonde seemed to gesture with her arms before throwing her attack, pretty much telegraphing her movements to the Brit. As Ashley saw her coming, she readied herself to counter by shifting to the side just before the punch landed. If she managed that, the Brit would then wrap her arm around Garlim, trapping her in place and leaving her open for an attack of her own.

[APlaying]

Garlim's eyes widened in surprise as Ashley dodged her blow at the last second. She staggered forward, her momentum carrying her a few steps before she regained her balance. The blonde's face twisted in a mixture of frustration and disbelief—it was rare for someone to dodge her blows even with anticipation—and she let out a low growl. Ashley wrapped her arm around Garlim's waist, trapping her in place.

She knew she had to act quickly before Ashley could counterattack. With a swift movement, Garlim knelt, using her opponent's momentum against her, letting out a soft gasp.

[Afterhoursclub]

Ashley barely dodged Garlim's attack, stepping aside at the last instant. As the burly woman sped past her, the Brit quickly took action, wrapping her arm around her waist, taking advantage of their proximity. "Hmph! Gotcha!" the redhead yelled, having the blonde goddess in her clutches. However, Garlim tried to resist, falling to her knees, forcing Ashley to bear practically her entire weight.

"Urgh!..." growled the redhead, surprised by Garlim's tactic. "You are not getting out of this!" the fuming Ashley screamed, standing her ground with both feet, staring daggers into the blonde's eyes, she let out a furious yell. Using every muscle in her body, Ashley attempted to lift Garlim, hoisting her with both arms and then, letting herself fall forward in a sitting position, slamming her chesty opponent on the ring canvas with a hefty spinebuster.

[APlaying]

Garlim's eyes widened in surprise as she felt herself being lifted off the ground, her weight suspended in the air. She tried to resist, but there was nothing she could do to break free, and she could only gasp as Ashley knocked her down with a spine breaker.

Garlim's body crashed onto the canvas, her back arching into a sharp curve under Ashley's weight. The blonde goddess's face contorted with a mixture of pain and surprise, her eyes wide with shock. “Aaaaghhh...!” she moaned, her voice muffled by the impact. She flailed her arms furiously, trying to grab hold of the canvas, but it was like trying to grab a slippery fish.

Garlim's chest heaved as she tried to catch her breath, though even though things weren't going so well for her, she couldn't deny that she was beside herself with joy at facing such a strong opponent. That emotion wouldn't make her recover from how stunned Ashley's move had left her.

[Afterhoursclub]

"Graah!" Ashley cried out after the titanic effort she had just made, lifting an opponent as big as Garlim with nothing more than raw strength, and slamming them back down with as much force as she could muster in that moment. The redhead fell on her back, right next to the blonde. Her chest heaving rapidly, she was breathing through her mouth with her eyes closed, trying to recover some energy. She was exhausted.

Ashley finally opened her eyes after a few seconds. The ceiling lights were nothing more than a blur for her. Still, she tried to get back up, but her entire being was feeling fatigued. The Brit could not do anything but lie in place until she recovered enough.

"Damnit!" she cursed to herself, annoyed by the situation. However, this made her realize something:

She needed to bring this encounter to an end soon, for she could not continue much longer. Ashley closed her eyes again, trying to take advantage of every last second of rest she could get before Garlim was on the move again.

[APlaying]

After the hard trow she had received, Garlim lay vulnerable on the canvas, panting as she tried to catch her breath. Although she had become an easy target, luckily for her, Ashley seemed to be so exhausted from the effort that she fell down beside her. Both girls seemed unable to control themselves, a good reflection of what this encounter had been like so far with its ups and downs.

Garlim's eyes refocused as she struggled to get up, her body aching from the previous impact and her chest still heaving from exhaustion. As soon as she managed to get on all fours, the blonde goddess grabbed Ashley by the shoulders to help her sit up, before delivering a hard blow to her chest as she grunted with the effort.

[Afterhoursclub]

Drawing short breaths through her mouth, her chest raising and falling rapidly, exhausted. Ashley was running on fumes. She laid there on the ring mat, with her arms draped to her sides. Her skin glistening below the bright lights of the Goddess Gym, eyes closed while trying to steady her breathing.

"Fuck... huff... huff... Me" she didn't realize the moment fatigue started to set in, but she was starting to rapidly feel it all over her body. The squeezes, the slams - all coming back to her in this brief pause both girls were experiencing.

"One... more..." Ashley told herself, pushing to the utmost limits of her capacity, but her body was refusing to cooperate.

Suddenly, Ashley felt something grab her bare shoulders, a familiar warmth. She opened her eyes and saw Garlim's sillouete hovering over her, casting a shadow over her figure. Gently, almost in a caring manner, the blonde helped her up to a sitting position, the redhead still too spent to resist, all she could do was watch and scowl as she was being pulled up, her face covered by several strands of crimson hair. She stared at Garlim in the eyes, still defiant, even if she could do nothing to back up her act.

And then,

"SLAM!" a clean shot to her chest, an impact that echoed through the gym walls. "Grahh!" Ashley grunted as it carried enough force to send her laying back on the ring mat, both hands now covered her burning chest.

[APlaying]

Garlim let out a loud growl after landing the blow, a mischievous smile spreading across her face as she watched Ashley's body collapse onto the canvas. The redhead's cry of pain was music to the blonde goddess's ears, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement as she watched her opponent writhe in agony. Garlim's gaze lingered on Ashley's chest, taking in the red marks left by her blow.

Perhaps E'isa even felt a twinge of envy, wishing she were the one to deliver such a devastating blow. But for now, she was content to simply watch and enjoy the show. As Ashley struggled to catch her breath, Garlim approached her on all fours and slowly placed her hands on Ashley's shoulders, leaning her weight on her to lay her down.

Garlim watched the redhead's expression, wanting to contemplate her face frame by frame with what was to come. “Ah ah ah.” she said playfully and somewhat sinisterly at the same time, before leaning down and submerging Ashley's head in the middle of her big breast and suffocating her.