Princess Natasha Rostovik vs Minney Navarre

Natasha was positivey electric with the situation. She actually had become very turned on and was now damp between her thighs which no doubt, Minney could feel. Like a cat toying with its prey she was about to slip forward and give Minney a potential match ending facesit when she felt caught.

"GAH!" she blurted out as Minney had managed to get her legs up and around the big Russian. Natasha cursed as she was pulled off Minney and untangled herself. She knelt and shook her head in frustration and slapped her hand hard on the canvas. Natasha had to keep her cool otherwise she would lose to the little wrestler and that was just too embarrasing

Natasha climbed up to her feet and moved toward Minney. "Next time, you will kiss my ass!" she called out.

Monney wriggled away when she managed to inseat Natasha. She scrambled as fast as she could and hopped up to her feet. She was scared. Her heart was racing and her fists were clenched. As Natasha climbed up to her feet and spoke her words, Minney blushed deeply. She shook her head vigorously.

"nUh-uhh!" She managed defiantly. She then charged recklessly at Natasha and tried her best attempt at at dropkick right at Natasha's busty chest!

With Natasha on her feet she waited for Minney to get up instead of rushing the girl and overwhelming her. The Russian liked to toy with rivals when she had the upper hand, plus she could still see some fight in the little cutie and Natasha wanted to crush that out of her, crush her spirit before she broke Minney completely.

Using all her experience, and training she was able to see the dropklck coming and moved out of the way so that Minney would miss her ample bosom and make a hard contact with the canvas.

Natasha was not in the mood to let too many chances slip by.

The Big Russian came after Minney and attempted to drop her elbow into the chest of Minney to take the spark out of her smaller rival.

Minney was hoping that if the dropkick connected, she could have some time to recover as she flopped to the mats with a hard crash. Instead, she got the hard crash with none of the payoff. "Ahhh!" She yelped and could only helplessly watch, almost in slow motion, as the bigger Princess loomed over her and dropped her an elbow right onto her petite chest.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

She screamed again and writhed and wriggled under Natasha's beautiful form as her eyes shut to try and deal with the pain.

As the big Russian felt her elbow connect she grinned evily. "Awwww poor little girl.." she taunted bringing her hand across to stroke Minney's cheek playing as if she cared. Natasha wondered if she had broken her rival enough so she decided to make her move

Getting up to her knees, she climbed over Minney moving to sit on her chest again but this time facing her feet so there would be no surprise leg movements that could allow the cutie to escape. Natasha reached for Minneys hands and pulled them up so that they rested atop the Russians thighs.

With a flick of her hair she looked over her shoulder and had a lustful grin on her face.

"This iz it little one, time to make you as red as Mother Russia!"

Natasha shuffled back easing her large buttcheeks back right to Minney's chin so she was virtually sat on her neck, she didnt use all her weight but it was enough to let the little wrestler know what was coming

"Accept my collar like a good little slave or zis is what you get"

Minney couldn't do much except try and gasp in pain as Ntasha stroked her cheek. She opened her eyes in surprise and weakly tried to bat the hand away but before long she was pinned down underneath Natasha's form. Minney wriggled as her arms were pinned.

Minney tried to respond to the verbal taunting, but she felt a frog in her throat. "N-n-nnnn!!" Before anything came out, she felt the tight rear of the Russian beauty smother her face. She was forced to Kiss Natasha's ass, but she still was as defiant as she could be in this position.

Minney wriggled her head from side to side, trying to shake it in disapproval of the situation but she only ended up humiliating herself even more unwittingly as she washed her face with Natasha's cheeks. Her hot breath added to it as her whole face was visibly red. At least, would could be seen.

"Nnnnnn-nnnn! Nnnnnnn!" Her muffled cries and shivering body were getting the crowd riled up.

The feeling of Minneys struggles against Natasha's cheeks was exciting. So much that she let go of her captives hands and reached back to paw at her head so she was facing upright.

With a smooth motion she eased back and let her ample rump swallow Minneys face for a total smother. In pure arrogance that was befitting of the Princess she folded her arms and placed them under her breasts to soak in the applause, cheers and the flash photography that was erupting from the crowd.

"Siz is what happens when you face Mother Russia. You get humilated like stupid girl!" Natasha boldly claimed. Meanwhile the ref dropped and slapped the mat for a count

"ONE!"

Natasha raised her eyebrow and said, "You can count to 100, no one escapes my smother!"

Minney's struggles seemed to increase rather than decrease as Natasha sealed off her air completely. Minney's world was black and fading but as her legs bicycled wildly in the air and she weakly pawed at Natasha's thighs, it seemed like the referee could, indeed, count to one hundred as the naughty Russian suggested.

Minney didn't even hear the count and her own muffled cries went unheard as well. When the two count came, Minney only had desperation left and she opened her mouth in hopes that she might find the last bits of oxygen between Natasha's plump rear, but instead, she found her mouth being filled with a delicious cheek.

She muffled a cry again, but knew that the Russian booty might provide her with a brief salvation. She bit down as hard as she could and sank her teeth into Natasha's sexy cheek like a hungry dog with a piece of raw meat.

The dominant Russian was enjoying the moment. In fact mostly unknown to the audience, Natasha was very turned on, but Minney would certainly know it. The muffled gasps were music to Natashas ears as was the count which the ref continued.

There was a ear shattering scream which bellowed out across the arena. Natasha lept off Minney with her hands covering her round behind and a pained expression on her face. She lay at the side of her rival cursing in Russian and kicking the canvas in frustration.

The crowd gasped, even some of them laughed at the sight and thought of what Minney did. Natasha however was less than amused.

When Natasha rolled off her, Minney rolled to the side and gasped. She was so oxygen starved that the only thing she could think of was getting air in her lungs. However, in the back of her mind, she knew how much trouble she was in. She nervously turned to look at Natasha fuming and still in pan and shuddered.

Minney recklessly threw herself at Natasha and tried to flop onto her, foolishly attempting to grab one of the Princess' legs and roll her into a pin. Maybe if she beat Natasha, the Princess would be forced to leave her alone. Maybe things would be worse because of how angry she would be but either way, Minney had to try. She had pride and she needed to show it to Natasha no matter what!