Karen S./Astrid A. - Dragon Slaying And Other Misendeavors (Part 2)

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It was a heated sight to say the least.

Two powerful women, neither of which were outright pleasant to share a ring with, had locked horns with intent to near enough break the other. They'd pushed one another with horrendous slams, hard strikes and brutal stomps all in an effort to hear a pleasant scream or two. And now?

The match was becoming outright sofcore, all thanks to Astrid's sudden urge a few moments ago to press her bust against Karen's body and squeeze.

Deep in the bosom of the heavy blonde, Karen's face felt to be a hundred degrees thanks to all the body contact. She'd try naturally to wiggle, shifting one hip then pushing with the opposing leg, given there would be little point in trying to escape the predicament she was in with her arms or even top half for that matter.

Astrid's confident words sent a shudder down Karen's spine - not only because of how demeaning they were, but because of how heated they were in the situation. Had anyone caught wind of the dragons sensual whispers, one might have been lead to believe Karen was willingly giving way in favor of tasting Astrid's bust in a more private setting. For the urge was certainly there, though damn if Karen would ever admit it.

Not as she continued to writhe despite her predicament, if only in a vain effort to force Astrid's bust to slide off of her. A bust that felt all the heavier...and warmer...and inviting as the seconds went on...

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Astrid seemed to be high. After the bell rang, she caught herself thinking more than once that she did not feel anything good about Karen, especially after the blue-haired woman pressed her butt to the blonde's face. However, after their bodies had been in such close contact... after Astrid felt something she couldn't explain... she really hoped that Karen would accept her offer.

Such feelings were not what she was used to. Of course, she was not one of those who clearly divided people into friends and enemies. However, being in the ring, she always knew who exactly was standing in front of her. Just like in the case of Alison. It took her ten minutes in the ring with this woman to understand that she hated her and that there was no question of any warm feelings. But in the case of Karen... yes, there was nothing to hide, this blue-haired woman turned Astrid's world upside down.

The excited buzzing of the audience, who were still under the impression of what was happening in front of their eyes, only got louder. Not so long ago, these two powerful women tried to beat the shit out of each other in every way possible. And even now, not everyone understood exactly how and at what point the match went from hatred to something almost literally intimate.

Karen's hot breath tickled Astrid's sweaty breasts pleasantly. And although the blue-haired woman began to fidget from side to side after the Norwegian woman's words, it was not a serious threat to the Golden Dragon. Either Karen lost too much oxygen and just couldn't put more effort into trying to break out, or she really decided to succumb to what the blonde offered her.

"The right decision," Astrid whispered so that only Karen could hear her. "Go to sleep..."

She always had a weakness for strong women, but for the first time she experienced such strong emotions right in the middle of a match. Once she had a chance to try a hellish cocktail with only two ingredients. Beer and vodka. Literally one glass was enough for her to lose her head. And even though she regretted everything she did the next morning, that night was still great. That's about how she felt about Karen right now. This woman got her spinning around. And even if Astrid regretted it tomorrow, she still wanted... Karen.

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When these two women had met, to say they locked horns instantly was a understatement. Strong women in wrestling naturally always collided, but the mere aura of either woman seemed to aggravate the other. Neither had met one another before today, but it was becoming rather apparent with how their encounter went on that such a meeting was destined. They were both somehow ying and yang, yet two peas in a pod. And the more the encounter went on, the more the latter became painfully apparent to the woman currently face-deep in a massive pair of breasts.

With every breath outright agony, Karen's lungs were burning on overtime. She could take gasps courtesy of Astrid's own gently jiggling and her own struggling, but it was a nigh perfect comparison to say it was akin to breathing through a straw after a ten mile run. Stubbornness would tell Karen that if she were to suffer defeat courtesy of Astrid's massive jugs here and now, it would be via KO over submission. Though naturally, she preferred neither.

With strength having left her frame and fatigue having fully set in, there was but one motion Karen could make with what power she had left to her frame. Pulling, or rather wiggling her arms as they lay beneath Astrid's grasp, Karen would look to pull hers and Astrid's arms both so that rather than have them up and out to their sides, they were directly against their own hips. With Astrid looking as though she was planking atop of her busty nemesis, Karen would now have less in the way of opposition as she bucked her hips and pushed with her right leg.

To turn them over, in a motion that perhaps made Astrid's eyes widen in shock!

Whilst Karen had absolutely no belief that Astrid would release her smother simply because she was now on the bottom spot, Karen had every belief that she could at least pull her head back immediately following the roll for one big gulp of air!

It wouldn't be much, but it would stop the amazon from blacking out in Astrid's bosom as she laid atop of her!

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With every second of these pleasant sensations, Astrid felt that her rival was weakening. The gaps between the hot streams of air tickling her lush breasts were getting longer. This was a sure sign that Karen's strength was almost exhausted. And although the blue-haired woman was still moving her legs, everything indicated that a few more moments and she would lose consciousness. The Golden Dragon began to feel the taste of victory and because of this, her lips stretched into a smile. However...

You should never rejoice ahead of time.

As if out of nowhere, Karen found the strength to do something that the Norwegian woman did not expect at all. Pushing off with her legs from the mat, Karen turned over both of them, as a result of which they switched positions and now it was Astrid who was lying on the mat. And although Karen's torso and arm were still wrapped by Astrid's arms, this did not prevent the American woman from sharply lifting her upper body.

Unable to react to such a sudden turn of events, the Golden Dragon involuntarily relaxed her hands, which allowed Karen not only to take a greedy gulp of air, but also to be on her knees behind the blonde's head. While the audience cheered enthusiastically, clearly enjoying the fact that the match was not over yet, Astrid slightly pursed her lips.

"Too bad..." she mumbled.

Astrid didn't even try to hide the fact that she was upset about what had just happened. Not only because victory had eluded her, but also because she had already managed to imagine the sweet time she could spend with Karen if her rival allowed her to strangle her. Yes, the Golden Dragon was not a little whiny girl, but she, like any other person, did not like it much when things did not go the way she would like. On the other hand...

She knew perfectly well that Karen didn't want to lose. Winning was a matter of principle for both of them, they gave each other too much in this match. Well. Karen made her choice. Now it's time to face the consequences of that choice. The Golden Dragon intended to strain her abs in order to lift her lower body, and then abruptly throw her right leg up in an attempt to kick the blue-haired woman right in the face. Yes, it definitely wasn't the strongest kick, but it would certainly have been enough to safely create some space between them.

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Karen had a hell of a look on her face as she peeled herself from Astrid's chest. One for the montage wheel to be sure, what with her eyes clouded over, her cheeks puffy and red, and most of her hair stuck to her face courtesy of both hers and Astrid's perspiration. Naturally, Karen's physical state matched how she looked, with the darker haired amazon having little energy about her. Certainly not enough to take advantage of the position she had atop of Astrid, despite the fact it was an extremely advantageous one.

Instead of baring down with an attack from her top mount position, Karen only moved when it was too late. Feeling Astrid unravel and then coil beneath her, Karen barely had time to raise a lazy arm to cover the blow that soon came to her. Astrid wouldn't be given chance to land a clean kick atop her opponents skull, but the force of the strike still did as she likely intended. With Karen sent clean off of Astrid and into a roll - one that only stopped after a good few rotations, with Karen now face down close to the ropes Astrid had sent her barrelling towards!

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As Astrid expected, her rival's condition left much to be desired. This was not surprising, because despite the fact that in the end Karen found the strength to free herself, she spent a huge amount of time without oxygen. For Astrid herself, that time was more of a rest than a waste of energy, so she did not hesitate to take advantage of this in order to send a kick to the blue-haired woman's head.

In an attempt to protect herself, Karen covered her head with right hand, but this did not save her from several rolls that her body made due to the impulse of the kick. Satisfied with this result, the Golden Dragon first took a sitting position, and then rose to her feet. Turning to her opponent, she found Karen lying face down on the mat. Considering that the American woman was in no hurry to move, the descendant of the great Vikings allowed herself to grin slightly.

Astrid went to her opponent and it was at this moment that it was possible to pay attention to the fact that although she was in a leading position, the match left noticeable traces on her. Apart from the sweat, blood and bruises that covered her body, it was not difficult for anyone to notice that she was moving not as fast as before. The reason was simple. She was tired, not to mention the pain she felt with her every move.

"Not looking for easy ways, huh?" She asked quietly, leaning towards Karen.

"Just like me..." she added, but only mentally.

Indeed. If at the beginning of the match she thought that they were about as similar as fire and water, now her opinion was completely different. Deny as much as you like, but the truth was that during this match Astrid discovered a huge amount in common between them. From stubbornness to breast size. In the latter, by the way, Astrid still considered herself the undisputed leader.

The Golden Dragon intended to grab her opponent by the elbow and shoulder. Pulling Karen up, she wanted to force her to get to her feet. And in order for life not to seem like a fairy tale to the American woman, she was going to send a right forearm strike to her jaw, after all she did not want Karen to gather her strength.

And if everything had gone smoothly, the Golden Dragon, still holding her rival, would have taken a step to the side, thereby shifting Karen to the corner closest to them. Grabbing the blue-haired woman by the hips, she intended to lift her over the mat, and then put her on the top turnbuckle. This was the moment when the audience should have started making noise because without a doubt the Golden Dragon intended to finish her opponent off.

Putting her feet first on the bottom ropes, and then on the middle ones, Astrid was going to grab Karen's head with her left arm and thereby close her in a front facelock hold. Despite the fact that she respected her opponent's desire to fight to the end, she was not going to give her any favors. So there were only two things left for her to do. First grab Karen's left leg with her right hand, and then lean back to throw the blue-haired woman on the mat with a devastating superplex!

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Karen couldn't think straight. She certainly couldn't see straight. The match had exhausted her, but the smother that she had just endured? She didn't know how she was even alive at this point. Though Astrid seemed intent on changing that fact, putting completely aside what sensual moments could be enjoyed between the two large breasted, powerful women.

Pulled forcibly upwards, Karen's clueless face was brought a little back to life by the hard shot delivered clean to her jaw. Her eyes now snapped to attention, though they would do little to save her from actively spluttering against the canvas with quite a heavy amount of spittle. Something Astrid didn't even seem interested in letting Karen finish!

Dragged once more against her will, with the arm of Astrid squeezing Karen's cheek against the side of Astrid's huge bosom, there was no semblance of life from the darker haired amazon as she was dragged towards the corner. Eyes only catching the occasional semblance of where she was in the ring, not to mention just how sweaty the breasts she was being pressed against were, Karen didn't even realize that she was off her feet again until Astrid had once more snagged her head. This time with an arm raised to boot, Karen all at once came alive if only from how dire a situation she was in - and how it had just suddenly sunk in! For the fact that a soft turnbuckle was beneath her rear, not to mention that out of the corner of her eye she could only catch view of the top ropes, all at once hit her!

She was about to be thrown off the top rope! It didn't truly matter how - given the state she was in, even a slight fall would have done her in!

Snapping to with a banshee like scream, Karen and Astrid would briefly share the most awkward of staredowns as both of Karen's arms looked to push aside Astrid's own. She'd straightened up, with Astrid likely leaning bust to bust with Karen who for a moment looked to have lost her mind!

Before her body practically acted on its own, as Karen pushed off the corner post willingly - naturally carrying the woman infront of her with her as she fell forward!

With an extremely desperate Karen looking to wrap her arm around the head of Astrid as they fell through the air together - with hopes that she could spin Astrid around enough to drive that wrapped head into the canvas!

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Astrid hadn't really planned this. However, after her forearm slammed into Karen's face, the blue-haired woman was ready to fall to the mat. This development went against the intentions of the Golden Dragon, so she had to pick up her rival, which led to Karen's face being pressed against the sweat-covered voluptuous breasts of the blonde again. She could even feel Karen's hot breath. Was it pleasant? Absolutely. But...

The amazon refused Astrid's offer and so now the Golden Dragon was not thinking about the wonderful time they could spend in the locker room, but about ending this match with one last move. When she dragged Karen to the nearest corner, she could barely find the strength to hold back the groans of fatigue. Despite the fact that she was definitely in better condition than her opponent at this moment, she was catastrophically tired.

However, considering everything they've put each other through in this match, stopping now would be a crime. Therefore, overcoming the pain in her muscles, Astrid gritted her teeth and put the American woman on the top turnbuckle. Karen looked completely lost, and so the Golden Dragon put her feet on the middle ropes without any fear, and then reached for the blue-haired woman's head.

It was at that moment that something happened that hardly anyone was able to feel except for the two women in the ring. For a split second, their gazes crossed. Astrid expected to see only fog and nothing more in Karen's eyes, but definitely not determination. A chill ran down the blonde's back and before she fully realized it, Karen first threw her arms away and then wrapped her own arms around the Golden Dragon's head.

When Karen stood up to her full height, the arena was filled with wild screams from the audience. Of course, the fact that the remarkable breasts of the muscular women pressed into each other again played a role in this, but first of all they were really enthusiastic about the fact that Karen literally rose from the ashes.

The Golden Dragon realized too late that she had to push her rival away or do at least something. Her opponent pushed off from the ropes and jumped forward, simultaneously performing a rotational movement. When Astrid turned in the opposite direction and saw how fast she was approaching the mat, her heart seemed to stop.

"GGGG... ha..."

When her head hit the mat, she seemed to start screaming, but this scream turned into a barely audible exhalation as if at the snap of the fingers. The impact of Karen's attack was so tremendous that Astrid's body flipped over her head. As if in slow motion, the Golden Dragon collapsed onto the mat face up and with her arms and legs spread wide.

Her body was twitching slightly, which clearly indicated how hard this fall was for her head. The Golden Dragon was breathing raggedly and heavily, but her eyes were the best indication of her sorry condition. Yes, they were open, but they were directed strictly to one point. She was still conscious, but at that moment she felt as if Karen had yanked her soul out of her with this amazing attack. Definitely... this woman has earned the respect of the Golden Dragon. Not only for the outstanding breast size.

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Karen had saved herself, but she wasn't happy. Not one bit.

It was luck that saved her not skill; or so she felt. And had it been ever so slightly in Astrid's favor over hers, she would of been driven into the canvas with enough force to leave even her swooning with starry eyes. Needless to say, a defeat would of surely followed.

Sitting up quicker than it was wise to, Karen had to put everything she had into not keeling over there and then. And that was before she had even reached her knees.

Falling to her side with her outstretched hand saving her, Karen turned as to fully be on all fours with a coughing fit soon following her. She was breathless. Exhausted. Agonized. And admittedly, embarrassed.

For as a whole in the match, Karen had done well. The match thus far was the very definition of 'even,' with whomever that was fated to be walking away from this encounter the winner surely to be in as bad a shape as the loser.

So why did Karen feel as though she'd been getting her ass kicked, well and truly, somewhat literally, for the entire match?

Hindsight was a hell of a thing, something Karen did not have as she pushed herself to a kneeling posture. Earlier successes against Astrid - slamming, striking, wrenching her - had all been forgotten. Instead, Karen could only recall what it was like to be within those ridiculously thick arms. To be hoisted across the ring as if she were childsplay. To be smothered in those massive breasts.

And damn if it didn't make her forget her fatigue, if for a moment.

Mumbling something under bared teeth, there was only one thing Karen had in mind as she scrambled her frame over to Astrid, in a manner that showcased her exhaustion given how slowly she moved. Finally reaching her foe, after moving each limb at a snails pace, Karen would be upon her knees with her hands reaching down to grasp at the blondes golden locks.

To swiftly, and with zero grace at all, force Astrid's head up.

Right into Karen's sweaty bust.

Revenge.

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It was the strangest feeling possible. The easiest way to describe it would be as if half of the blonde's brain stopped working. Yes, she was conscious. Yes, her eyes were open. Yes, she was aware of what was happening. But she couldn't bring herself to move even a finger. Perhaps this was not very surprising, considering that her head crashed into the mat from a height of about three meters or even more. It was rather surprising that the Golden Dragon did not pass out after such a grandiose comeback by her rival.

Speaking of Karen. While Astrid was lying on the mat, desperately trying to restore the functioning of her brain, the blue-haired woman began to move. Slowly, very slowly. Many would say that she should have hurried, given the stage of the match they were in. However, in fact, Karen had plenty of time, because even when she crawled up to the Norwegian woman and hovered over her, standing on all fours, the Golden Dragon did not react to this in any way, she was in too bad a condition.

Yet, when Karen hovered over her, the blonde's eyes got a new focus point, so that her vision at least partially returned to normal. The first thing she saw were the eyes of the American woman. And although Astrid still hadn't learned how to read minds, it wasn't difficult for her to see what her opponent was thinking. Karen wanted nothing but one thing. Revenge. Revenge for what Astrid had put her through.

"You..." croaked Astrid.

But she didn't have a chance to finish.

Karen plunged her fingers into the Norwegian woman's golden hair, and then pulled her head up while leaning down. Accompanied by an ovation from the audience, Karen pressed Astrid's face against her juicy sweaty breasts. The blonde smelled sweat in all its glory before completely losing the ability to breathe, so that the smell literally stuck in her nostrils.

Her body was still weakened, but she reacted almost automatically. The Golden Dragon bent her knees slightly, and her palms involuntarily landed on Karen's waist. Yes, it was a clear hint that she wanted to resist, but still just a hint, nothing more. Of the blonde's entire face, only her forehead and a very small piece of her nose could be seen, however, even this was more than enough to see how much she blushed.

"Mmmm... mmmmhhhh!!!"

And although this was primarily due to the fact that the amount of oxygen in her lungs and blood was rapidly decreasing, it wasn't just that. An equally important role in this was played by the fact that now she was convinced by her own experience of what she was thinking at the moment when she looked at Karen's breasts a few minutes earlier.

"They're... really soft..." flashed through her mind.