[FWC] Great Britain vs. Japan: Gwendolyn vs. Asuka

Gwendolyn would still be on her knees rubbing her still aching lower back from the completely botched maneuver. She knew she needed to make some distance from Asuka so as not to incur her wrath, which would be considerable after having been put through some humiliating holds. Gritting her teeth through the pain, Gwen would rise up to her knees with some aid from her entourage after seeing their heiress having a little bit of trouble against Asuka. Helping her to her feet and toweling off any sweat from her forehead, her attendants initially ignored the referees orders until Gwendolyn would be back on her feet. Some would ask if she was alright, which was a ridiculous to question to ask The Imperial Rose. Of course I'm bloody all right!!! Now get away from me!!! When I get my hands on her...."

Outraged at the Red Falcon for not staying down for Gwens senton, she would be more than ready to continue the fight. The roar of the audience caught the attention of Gwen and her posse, not knowing what they were cheering for until they felt a shadow cast from above. They would all look up to see Asuka take flight and prove her nick name wasn't just for show. Gwendolyn could only gasp in surprise with wide eyes as Asuka performed this extremely high risk maneuver and splash perfectly against the heiress' chest, flattening her to the ground beneath the Red Wonder!!!. The stadium would light up with snapshots from the hundreds of cameras going off to immortalize the spectacular cross body splash. A few surrounding members of her entourage would also be knocked back and some falling over but Gwen would take the brunt of the damage. With all the attention back on them the posse would back away so as not to earn Gwen a DQ, who was currently still pinned to the floor outside under Asuka...

"...nnngh..."

Asuka felt a massive surge of adrenaline as she sailed through the air after jumping up over the ropes, going for that dangerous high risk move which perhaps only a fool would go for ? No matter though, one could brand Asuka as a fool if they wanted, she was intent on getting some payback on her blond foe and she was planning on doing so by making sure that Gwendolyn knew just who was the better here. For that reason she went for the high-risk move and when her perfect frame crashed down onto Gwendolyn's chest and knocked the blond heiress down onto her back, crushing the girl's body under the weight, momentum and sheer force of gravity! That was Asuka's crossbody. The feeling of the crowd rallying behind her and screaming cheers at the Red Falcon put a smile on Asuka's face, the beautiful raven haired girl was glad that she had managed to pull off this move, and for that reason she would try and keep up her current momentum.

The red falcon would quickly try and push herself up off of Gwendolyn, reaching down with her arm to grip a tight hold onto Gwendolyn's hair by it's roots. As she did so, the beautiful model would try and yank and pull her rival up towards her feet so that the two beauties stood face to face. Asuka would then attempt and start dishing out her payback, starting with trying to rear her free arm back to then try and have it come snapping towards Gwendolyn's chest, attempting to hit the Imperial rose's sizeable bust with a nasty knife edge chop, all the while holding firmly onto Gwen's hair. " I think it's time you got your pride trampled on, would you say so, Porky ~" Asuka teased out in a rather cruel sounding voice.

However, Asuka was not done yet. The raven haired beauty would quickly try and slip her hand down away from Gwendolyn's hair and try and grip a hold of the wrist of the girl's right arm, all to then try and pull and shoot Gwendolyn off, attempting to send her blond foe running as fast as Asuka could make her with an Irish whip, attempting to shoot Gwendolyn off so that she would be running straight towards the ring apron, with Asuka intending to have the girl crash right into the side of the ring.

The awe-inspiring sight of Asuka flying through the air brought the audience to their feet, the high flying move leaving everyone breathless including the blonde aristocrat beneath her. Feelings of shock and dread coursed through her body in the minuscule time she had to respond, barely reaching her arms out to receive the Red Falcon before being slammed and compressed to the floor under the thunderous slam. The Imperial Rose' elegant body could barely move after being grounded underneath the model/wrestler, her perfect chest and still sore back having taken the worst of the impact. Gwendolyn could only feel utter frustration and embarrassment at having been shown up by the rebellious Asuka at almost every turn, whom she sworn to put in her place with what she assumed would be a one-sided trouncing. Breathing out heavy pants while still trapped under the hunting falcon, Gwen still refused to believe that Asuka was the superior wrestler, knowing she couldn't accept it if she lost so easily to her rival.

Groaning out loud as she pulled up to her feet by her illustrious locks, her eyes met dead on with Asuka's piercing gaze as her hands went upwards to try and dislodge her grip on her illustrious locks. Doesn't Asuka know how long it takes to get her hair this immaculate?  She would be brought up by her hair only to see her opponents cocky grin up close, distracting her enough so she wouldn't notice her opponent's arm until it already smacked sharply against her pillowy chest. AAH!!Both her hands would immediately lower down to soothe the red mark on her bust, the sound of the slap echoing throughout the stadium. Still reeling from the cross body and the knife edge chop, Asukas grip on her hair forced Gwendolyn to hear every word from the gloating Red Falcon, scowling noticeably from the Porky comment. Each time Asuka demeaned Gwen with that name only made her want to crush the Falcon beneath her feet even more. "Don't....*pant*....think it'll be that easy...."

Slouching down from having her curls released, the model would attempt to Irish whip her into the ring side, though her resentment towards Asuka and that nickname gave her the energy for one impromptu counter if it worked. Rather than letting go Gwen would still hang onto Asukas arm from the Irish whip and attempt to pull Asuka using the momentum from the fling. Lowering her body as her opponent approached, Gwen would clasp both hands around Asukas tight waist and lift her high into the air with all of her strength. The audience would get just as nervous as Asuka may have been in this dangerous situation, though she wouldn't be for long. Breathing heavily with the side of her face against Asukas stomach, after a few seconds Gwen would attempt to fall backward with the Red Falcon still in hand, her own head bouncing off the side of the ring if uninterrupted!!

Asuka couldn't help but shrug a bit at Gwendolyn' little remark, which caused not very much worry from the raven haired beauty, though she'd be a fool if she took Gwendolyn lightly, something she had learned after that very humiliating little treatment which the girl had treated her too. One which Asuka still felt as if she needed to payback double fold to the blond heiress.

After smacking her hand up against Gwendolyn's generous chest and getting that cry out of her opponent, no doubt shaming the girl's breasts a little as well, with the red "blush" the must have arisen on them from the smack. Asuka proceeded to grab a hold of her foes arm and pulled her along, in her attempt to get the beautiful Gwendolyn into a run with an Irish whip. However, when she finally sent Gwendolyn off Asuka felt how the girl stopped in mid run and held onto her arm, there wasn't much that Asuka could do but be pulled into the tight hug of the blond heiress. " W-wah?!" Asuka yelped out in confusion as she was pulled in an lifted up off of her feet.

She quickly tried to find a way to get out of this position as she was held up in the air, she wondered what she could possibly do to try and bring down the harsh truth in which she wanted to teach Gwendolyn. As such, Asuka tried to rear her right leg back and then drive it forward, in an attempt to smack her knee right up into Gwendolyn's navel. Hoping the attack would stop Gwendolyn's plans, the Red falcon would quickly try and grab a hold of the Imperial roses head and pull it in under her armpit, with it she would try and throw herself backwards and with it attempt to spike Gwen's head down upon the barley padded floor for an impromptu DDT. However, if she couldn't counter Gwen's plans, then Asuka would be hurting quite a bit on the floor, holding her pained head after having it bounced of the side of the ring, laying quietly while being mostly out of it.

Gwendolyn torqued the hold she had around Asukas slim waist into its own bear hug, struggling to balance herself while holding up the fidgeting falcon. Keeping Asuka in this position was proving more difficult than she thought, but Gwen knew she had to position herself right before dropping back or she could miss the ring entirely. The Red Falcon was gaining back far too much momentum and the heiress knew if she didn't stop this rebellion soon she would be easy prey for the Red Falcon.

Pressing her cheek against Asukas stomach, after taking several steps Gwendolyn finally believed herself to be in the right position to send this fool crashing against the ring, hopefully bruising her smug face even worse in the process, the thought of which being mostly the reason Gwen thought of this counter. But an impactful knee strike dug into Gwendolyns gut, driving the air out of her lungs and weakening her shaky grip on the model. Unable to execute her well-crafted plan, the blonde aristocrat would drop Asuka completely, but as her hands fell to her side her eyes would widen she felt Asukas arm wrap around her neck and force her entire weight down on her head  in a devastating DDT!! Gwendolyns entire upper body would recoil up as her head bounced off the thin mat, on her knees looking up into the sky briefly before slumping over in a laid out position next to Asuka, eyes closed and breathing heavily.  Her entourage would gasp out in horror at the treatment of their beloved heiress as the crowd roared in approval.

"...Nnngh"

Asuka's face lit up with joy as her knee drove into the slim stomach of the attractive blond foe, feeling how she lost her hold on the slim waist, with that the beautiful model took a hold of her opponents cute head and tucked it in under her armpit and with it she decided to pull the both of them down towards the barley padded floor outside of the ring, with it Asuka spiked the head of the heiress right down into the thin mat.

Right after spiking the girl's head down into the mat, Asuka lost her hold on it, with the beautiful Gwendolyn shooting up into that seated position. Asuka's eyes opened wide as she saw Gwendolyn slip out of her hold, but just as quickly as she went up into that seated position, the beauty came crashing down onto the mat. Leaving Asuka with a smug smile upon her lips. After The imperial rose had fallen back down onto the floor, and the crowd had settled down a slight bit from their roaring, Asuka would push herself up to her knees.

Moving over towards the side of Gwen, the raven haired beauty would try and roll the girl over onto her back and move up to straddle Gwen's chest, attempting to seat her firm rear down on Gwens' large chest. Asuka would grin down on the beautiful girl as she would try and move her hands down and grasp a hold of the beautiful blond's wrists, before trying to pin those arm down onto the mat, attempting to keep Gwendolyn pressed down against the mat firmly and keep her foe under control. " I think it's time for you to get your pride hurt a bit." Asuka would let out before she would attempt and lean forward, attempting to press her generous chest down upon Gwendolyn's face and try to lock the girl into a breast smother.

The impactful DDT would leave the Imperial Rose sprawled out helplessly with her arms and legs spread out to her sides. Poor Gwendolyn could barely make out the thunderous applause as she fought to stay conscious, the blinding light from the rafters keeping her eyes from opening fully. The contemptible Red Falcon continued to have an answer for all of the Imperial One's moves with each counter more devastating than the last. Gwens ample orbs would rise and fall with each of exasperated breaths until Asuka finally pounced.

"Nnn..." The Red Falcon perched herself looking down upon the exhausted aristocrat with her tight yet luscious butt pressing down against Gwendolyns perfect chest, smushing them down into a comfortable seat. The added weight caused her head to jerk forward and forced her eyes open to stare up at her towering opponent. Her smug expression at being in this dominating position only made the situation more infuriating for the grimacing rose, but she was still recovering from the DDT and everything else to wipe that smile off her face. Still in Asukas complete control her limp arms would be easily fastened above her as her opponent delivered some cryptic words as she leaned over her blocking out the stadium lights.

"W-Who do you think you are to-Mmmph!!"All Gwendolyn could see was the red of her costume as Asuka pressed her plentiful chest down upon the heiress' face!! Her eyes now shut and in utter shock at Asukas bold maneuver, Gwendolyns face would flush red with embarrassment as she shook her head in an attempt to free herself from this demeaning breast smother, only bouncing them against her cheeks as Gwen struggled. Her feet would pound the mat in frustration as she breathed into Asukas sweaty bosom, The Imperial Rose knowing that if she didn't start breathing fresh air soon she could very well start to get hazy and eventually lose consciousness...

Straddling Gwendolyn's chest was easy enough for the beautiful Red falcon, as the Imperial rose was pretty much out of it for the moment and offered no resistance at all. Making it easy for Asuka to rub her firm yet supple rear down against the large soft orbs of the beautiful blond heiress, making a comfortable pillowy seat out of her rival's chest.

Everything really did seem to be going quite well for Asuka right now, as she managed to grip her hands around Gwendolyn's wrists, easily pinning the girl's arms down against the mat, and seeing as their little contest in the beginning of the match had proven them to be of equal strength, the raven haired beauty was not worried about Gwendolyn powering out. As she had finished pinning Gwendolyn down for a bit of a humiliating position, as Asuka would arch her back a bit in a quite sexy pose, stride a top the Imperial rose.

Of course, soon enough the beauty leaned forward and pressed her chest down upon Gwen's face for the humiliating breast smother. Something which caused the Japanese crowd to roar out in approval. Gwen's pre-reaction to being trapped in the smother had brought a wide smirk upon Asuka's face and even caused a gleeful chuckle to escape her lips. " Hah! Ooooh!" Asuka was forced to let out as the Red Falcon felt how the beautiful Gwendolyn rubbed her face up against her ample chest to quite a good extent. " Looks like you are the type who likes to bury their faces into someone tits. Or perhaps you are trying to motorboat them ?" Asuka let out in a teasing tone to Gwendolyn as she would try and keep up a teasing and dominant tone while she attempted to keep Gwendolyn pinned and locked tightly into the smother hold.

Gwendolyns cries of outrage would be entirely muffled out thanks to the suffocating breast smother, her silenced voice sending enticing vibrations into her opponents smooth orbs. Her face, which was now cut off from the world, would glow an even deeper shade of red as the gorgeous Asuka cruelly taunted the poor heiress with accusations that she actually enjoyed being pressed up into her truly bountiful chest.

Like she would ever enjoy being toyed with like this!! The nerve of this ill-mannered whelp to treat the Imperial Rose in such a manner!!  Gwen's head was a swirling vortex of frustration and humiliation, unable to think straight until her squirming would start to die down from beneath her domineering opponent. In her anger she had made the rookie mistake of panicking too early in this hold and wasted a lot of her energy.The lack of air would start to have it's effect on the dazed princess, breathing heavier and shorter pants into her opponents smothering cleavage.

"Mmm...", Her legs would slowly stop kicking the padded floor, her mind starting to become a haze and lose focus with her eye lids getting more difficult to keep open. The roar of the crowds would start to become more like a distant noise as it was even getting harder to hear the encouragement from her nearby entourage. Thinking she may actually succumb to this disgraceful breast smother, the ref would start the ten count for the red and blue wrestlers.

The longer the sweet and humiliating hold was locked in on her cute blond foe, the more Asuka started to get back her confidence and sense of domination. She couldn't deny that Gwen had done a decent job at hurting her pride before. However, Asuka hoped that this would work even better as a way to payback Gwen a bit, and it seemed as if the crowd was enjoying the spectacle which Asuka was making by keeping the sexy blond heiress trapped within her clutches, easily smothering the girl out.

Finally after a good deal of struggling from the Imperial rose, Asuka was starting to get the feeling as if the flower was withering within her grasp, as if Gwendoly was thrown into a cold winter and left to fall. Weirdly enough the girl should actually be feeling hot and not cold, considering the fact that the beautiful Asuka was pressing her amazing body up against her, and pushing her large chest against her face. Feeling those screams transition against her breasts as slight vibrations only got the Red Falcon to grin even wider.

It was only a matter of time before she had knocked Gwendolyn out, from the way it was locking it was even seeming doubtful if Gwen would last long enough for the ref's count to reach any number in which Asuka would have to stress to get back into the ring, as she had just now started up the count. Asuka seriously considered just smothering out Gwen to the last few moments and leaving the girl passed out on the side of the ring as she went in and won via count out. But what would that prove ? That she could beat this newbie easily ? It was a tempting idea, though Asuka wasn't sure she was gonna be satisfied with such just this humiliation...she wanted to really show Gwen what happened if you messed with the red falcon.

As the ref started to reach up towards the five count, Asuka would push her chest off of Gwen's face and move up, keeping her rival's hands pinned against the mat as she would look upon the cute blushing face of her not doubt tired opponent. " Not gonna let you get off this easy." Asuka would let out, before she'd attempt and rise up towards her with, with which she would try and pull Gwen up to her feet by the hold she had on the girl's wrists. If she could do that without any major problems, Asuka would try and pull Gwen along towards the ring, before trying to give the girl a hard shove, attempting to get the girl to crash chest first into the side of the ring. After which Asuka would try and quickly move up behind her foe, and grab a handful of her foe's tight one piece by her lower back and with her other hand a firm grip on those golden locks. Asuka would try and use the hold of the tights to attempt and pull Gwen's lower body up and into the ring, no doubt giving the blond a little bit a wedgie as a result.