Best Breast Canadian Style: Mazzie Lashley Vs. Eliana Weaver!

Mazzie was down but not out. Unlike Eliana who had taken the toll of a long fight, Mazzie, while having her lumps, wasn't so winded that she needed to take a moment to pause. Driven by anger and adrenaline, Mazzie got to her feet and looked at Eliana who had foolishly turned her back. Mazzie needed to inish the girl and finish her in a way that would make it impossible for Eliana to try and resist her. She needed to smash Eliana's foolish pride and her even more foolish and pathetic tits.

Once she was on her feet, Mazzie had an idea. She flung herself at Eliana and instead of trying to attack her, she pressed her tits against Eliana's back and reached past the girl.

Eliana's tits rested on the top rope as Eliana hunched over. Mazzie reached for the middle rope and lifted with all her strength, trying to quickly bring it over and let it drop down on Eliana's pair. It would be painful and Eliana would be trapped. She'd have to stay in that position until she gave up or her tits fell off.

"Ghhhhh...!" Eliana grunted as she felt Mazzie's bloated breasts smack into her from behind. Thrashing around, she tried to shove her opponent away, completely overlooking her true wicked intentions. As the middle rope snapped down on her unsuspecting tits, Eliana let out an almost inhumanly shrill scream.

Her precious boobs trapped and crushed, tears streamed down Eliana's face as she tried vainly to pull herself free.

Once Eliana had been trapped, Mazzie reached out to grab hold of Eliana's hands. "Bitch, I told you!" She shrieked. "Say it! Say my tits are better!" She growled, even as the girl whined and struggled.

Her breasts feeling as if they were about to pop right off, Eliana couldn't take it any more.

"O-ok, y-your tits are better than mine...! Just let me out... P-please....! She sobbed miserably.

Mazzie beamed delightfully as Eliana screamed her submission. Another pair of inferior breasts exposed before thousands of live viewers and millions watching at him. She lifted bottom rope and gave Eliana a hard shove to free her smaller tits from the painful prison.

Mazzie then spun around to face Eliana and puffed out her chest. "You should have saved yourself the trouble and just lost with some dignity." She chirped. "Now... worship my prfect tits like a good, little loser." Mazzie said as she held her tits up like a trophy for Eliana.

Crumbling to her knees, Eliana whimpered miserably as she tried to soothe the horrible pain in her tender breasts. Desperate to avoid any more titty torture, she hesitantly complied, lowering her head to the floor like she was grovelling.

Y-your breasts are way better than mine... I-I d-don't even compare..." she sniffled.

"Mmmm...." Mazzie beamed as Eliana knelt before her. She majestically held her tits up proudly and loved the sound of the groveling gil. It made her feel great and all the animosity she had built up seemed to crumble away.

"Good, good. It's true, they don't compare one bit." She purred. Mazzie then knelt down so she was more on Eliana's level. She still had her chest puffed out and a smile on her face. "Suck them." She cooed. "Apologize to them personally... with your mouth."

Eliana's face burned a bright red as Mazzie's demand sunk in. Absolutely mortified, but not willing to suffer any more punishment, she hesitantly leaned her head forward, wrapping her lips around one of Mazzie's large nipples.

Completely inexperienced with this kind of action, Eliana slowly and gently licked the tip with her tongue, unsure of what to do next.

"Mmm... mmm... yes..."

Mazzie purred as Eliana began to suck on her tit. The feeling was great and her cheeks reddened. Even though it WAS sexual, Mazzie derived more feeling from the submissive act than the wet tongue caressing her hard, sensitive nipple. She reached out and began to stroke Eliana's hair almost lovingly as she helped to guide her efforts.

"Mmmm... that's good, you're doing good. Isn't the taste of superiority worth it?" She cooed and let Eliana suck away until she was satisfied. Mazzie then pulled away, leaving a trail of the girl's saliva connect her thick, hard nipple for a moment. She then gave Eliana a smile and a pat on the head and turned, raising her arm up high in the air as she exited the ring with her tits puffed out triumphantly.

Though thankful Mazzie had left, both the agony and humiliation weighed down heavily on poor Eliana. Sobbing and desperate to escape the gaze of the hundreds of audience members able to see her injured, uncovered tits, she meekly turned tail and crawled out of the ring.

Humiliated far worse than she ever had been before, the usually attention-seeking girl right now wanted nothing but to hide in her room and cry. Forced to walk slowly to avoid aggravating her aching breasts, she began the painstaking trek back up the ramp.