Arya vs James Prisoner Match

James wasn't ready for this and as soon as his face made contact with her ass, he began to struggle, flailing his legs about while pushing on her ass, but with his hair hooked up in her fingers, he wasn't going anywhere and eventually, began to lose consciousness.

"Oh my gosshhh~" Arya sings, wiggling her booty back and forth, his face deeply in it. "You make a lovely pillow~" And started to lean back, before getting off her feet, and going full body to the ground buttfirst, with his head still held in there, making him on the bottom.

James slowly leaned back as he was slowly knocked out by her perfume. Finally, he lay on his back completely, defenseless and exposed to his female opponent.

She grinded her shapely bottom onto his face, humming to the beat of her grind. "I'm gonna make you worship my whhooolleee body as my slave~" Arya informs him, keeping that tight grip on his hair.

James just lay there while the ref dropped down and slapped the mat, "One!"

"Oh no, I'm pinning you, you better get uuuppp~" She sings, pulling his head deeper into her pleasantly plump ass.

"Two!" He weakly rolled onto his side, groaning softly as he just managed to save the match.

Arya stood, looking down on him. "Tsk tsk tsk, just means I can play with you longer." She taunts, and grabs him by his hair to help him stand. "Come on up~"

James slowly stood, staggering a bit and whimpering in pain as she grabbed him by the hair

"You don't get a break, sweetheart~" The girl sings, and pulled him facefirst into her breast, stroking the back of his hair, as she had his face in the giant bust