Hardstyle Hentai: Belle B. Barker Vs. Ninjette

Belle was going to take a few seconds to rub the red mark on her face. It stung and she was thinking about all the ways she could return the favor when She heard Ninjette rushing towards her. Unfortunately, when she turned her head, the lithe Jersey girl was already in the air.

Belle braced as much as she could, but the two bare feet drove into her back and compressed her against the canvas. Belle's eyes widened as her form curved gently.

"Gnnnnnggghh!"

Belle huffed and tried to roll her body out from underneath Kozue. At least if she was on her back, she'd have clarity of vision.

Kozue knew it probably wouldn't last and there was much, much more work to be done here, but damn - being on top of Belle like this was such a good feeling. Just the way she got crushed under her feet, the noise she made, all of it. It was a great start, and she intended to ride it for as long as she could. On one hand, she wanted a real fight, but if she could hammer Belle into the mat and dominate, well…no tears would be shed.

”’Scuse me.” She hopped to the side and let Belle roll over to her back, not minding the change one little bit. It was the perfect position for what Kozue had in mind next, after all.

With her back turned to Belle, Kozue leaped high into a full backflip, extended her legs out and came down on the Sooner’s chest with a big-air moonsault, her long hair whipping through the air in a perfect as she flew.

Once again Belle turned around just in time to see Kozue spinning through the air. It was majestic, for sure and the cowgirl didn't even have time to get her legs up. Instead, Kozue's svelte body compressed against her once more, though this time it felt a little less painful than the stomp, though painful nonetheless.

Belle folded up around Kozue and then dropped back down, her pigtails swished out in every direction as she panted, her ample chest helping to lift Kozue slightly as she took in big breaths.

"Tarnation..." He managed, shutting her eyes to try and exhale away the pain.

Kozue almost went for a pin.

It was brief, and if you looked away at the wrong time, you’d miss it, but there was a half-second where she reached over to grab Belle’s legs. She stopped herself, and it probably wouldn’t looked like much at all to an audience that was focused on more enticing things, but it was just a stark reminder of what she needed to do, here.

”Not going your way so far, huh?” Kozue chuckled through her panted breaths, as she slid off of Belle’s chest, making sure to rub against it with her own as she moved, even letting the hot steam from her mouth spread along the underside of those lovely breasts. Those were her targets for her now, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t get in some real damage while she played with them.

Kozue grabbed the cowgirl’s wrist as she sat to the side and pulled it in between her legs. She draped her legs across Belle’s chest, then pulled back, going for an armbar on her wily foe. She’d taken enough punches from those arms before to know how devastating they could be. Anything that hurt them would only pay dividends in the long run.

"Heh."

Belle just huffed as Kozue taunted her, blushing as their covered chests brushed nicely against one another. Belle smirked, glad that Kozue understood where things were going to end up, even if she appreciated how hard the Ninjette was fighting now. It was exactly what she was looking for.

However, when she felt Kozue grab her arm and drape her legs over her, she shook her head and rolled, pushing her free hand against one of Kozue's ankles and her chest against Kozue's tight ass, trying to use her strength to fold Kozue in half as she put her in a position where the armbar wouldn't do much of anything. Staring down at Kozue, Belle licked her lips.

"Enough a this!"

Belle would then press her free hand against Kozue's butt, giving it a squeeze, digging her fingers into the tush and then tried to pull herself up to her knees, and then to a standing position with Kozue latched onto her.

”Whoa.”

Kozue thought for sure Belle was going to be an easy lock with the armbar, a good start to her strategy of taking her apart, then working her over at a slower pace once she had all the fight sapped out of her. She knew it wasn't fool proof, but she didn't figure that the cowgirl would be strong enough to power her way out of the submission.

Well, she was wrong. Damn wrong.

”Whoa, whoa!”

She wriggled around, trying to get out from under Belle’s body, but the bigger woman had the advantage in this position, especially when she grabbed hold of Kozue’s ass and used it for a tight handhold. She was stuck, trapped in the violet vixen’s clutches.

”Whoa, whoa, shit!”

That would've been bad enough, but then Belle started to rise up, lifting her along for the ride. Kozue was a light woman, but even so, she was basically being deadlifted off the floor. An impressive feat for anyone, and a stark reminder of the danger she was taking on.

Still clutching Belle’s arm in a vain attempt to pull her down, Kozue tried to batter her in the face with punches from her free arm, but couldn't get much power behind them. Not that she cared, she just suspected that something amazingly bad was about to happen, and she wanted to get in as many licks as possible before the crash.

"Gh! Gh!"

Belle stalled as she was smacked in the face with Kozue's fists. She had been hit by them before and knew that those punches weren't exactly at full capacity. Belle turned her head to avoid more direct hits, more annoyed than hurt as she dug her fingers into Kozue's butt even harder and strained, heaving with all her might to lift the ninjette up off the ground completely, just enough to drop back down to her knees and slam Kozue into the canvas hard.

"Hah... Hah..."

”Fuckyourface!” Kozue drilled ineffectual punch after ineffectual punch into Belle’s face, smacking her over and over, not getting much return on her investment. She was still getting lifted up, and it was a matter of time before what went up came crashing down. "Go down, go down, just go-"

She tensed up. Gritted her teeth. Closed her eyes. Tightened every muscle.

None of it helped.

Kozue hit the canvas hard, rocking the entire ring as a pained gasp escaped her widened lips. Her arms splayed out to the side, her head fell back, and her entire upper body went limp. She wasn't unconscious, not even close to being done, but the wind had been successfully knocked out of her. She'd need about ten or so seconds to start getting back up, and a woman like Belle could do much with that sort of time.

"Hah... Hah..."

Belle took a fee moments to catch her breath after heaving Kozue up and slamming her down. She looked at the ninjette sprawled out and grinned. Belle leaned forward, pressing her big tits against Kozue's much smaller pair. She then reached out and roughly grabbed Kozue's chin and forced the girl's mouth open with a squeeze and then plunged her tongue as deeply into Kozue's mouth as it would go, as though she were spelunking more than kissing. She wanted Kozue to know that even the hot parts of this match were going to be wild, aggressive and maybe even a little painful.

While she tried to explore Kozue's mouth with the deep kiss, she also didn't want Kozue getting too comfortable or fighting back too much. She balled her fist, cocked it back and then smashed it into Kozue's side while the two were swapping saliva.

Getting kissed wouldn’t have been a surprise in this sort of match. Really, given her opponent, Kozue wouldn’t have been too surprised if Belle kissed in her any sort of match. Seemed like the sort of thing she’d do.

But what Belle was doing was a ‘kiss’ in the same way that an eighteen wheeler was a ‘truck’. Sensual, yeah, but dominating, too. Kozue’s tongue was forced to the side as the intruder plowed its way in, going deep and hard and almost making her gag from the effort. She moaned in Belle’s mouth, a sound that was so mixed with rage and arousal that it was hard to tell which one it was more of.

She wasn’t helpless, though. To her credit, Kozue started to wrap her legs around Belle’s waist, going for a scissorhold to take back control.

That effort was stopped the second Belle’s fist plowed into her side, however, knocking the wind out of her - wind that had few places to go, since her mouth was currently occupied. She took another cannon blast in the side shortly after, and pained, muffled shrieks echoed through their heads as Kozue writhed on the ground, futilely bucking beneath Belle and doing nothing more than grinding their hips against each other.

Not that she had a big problem with that last part.