Ashley Knight vs Amaya Tsuzuki: Messy Humiliation Match

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The ring was set so to speak for one of the most highly anticipated matches of the evening, one that required the ring be transformed into a large pool with a raised platform at its center for the wrestlers to stand on. It was built just high enough for the pool's contents not to spill over onto the mat, the sweet strawberry sauce that filled the pit warmed up by the lights high overhead, a perfect for the match it had been chosen for that evening. For the moment a long plank had been laid across the pool to the platform so the wrestlers wouldn't have to step into the sauce, at least not yet. It was a certainty at least one if not both of the women fighting inside for this match would fall into the strawberry liquid, at least that would be true if Amaya had anything to say about it, which she did considering she was one of those two fighters.

The arena was buzzing as the crowd shifted about in their seats in anticipation for the match but it really got loud when Amaya's entrance music began to play over the loud speakers. The beat was infectious and almost immediately the crowd was bobbing their heads to the music, Amaya doing much the same as she stepped out from backstage to the roar of the fans when they caught sight of her.

Leaving her boots behind Amaya was wearing her white and purple one piece suit that left a generous portion of her breasts exposed to anyone with eyes, not to mention putting her full ass on display for everyone's viewing pleasure. She was wearing her jacket but the boots she left behind, strolling down to the ring with a playful grin on her lips and a devious look in her eyes. Her mind was already racing with all the fun she could have in that sweet smelling sauce, Amaya taking a moment to inhale the delicious scent before she slipped the vest from around her shoulders and handed it to the ref. Arms out to her sides she crossed the plank which spanned the fifteen feet of open pool, waiting for it to break yet somehow making it across to the circular platform where the match would start.

Amaya stepped into the center of the mat, her fists raised high as she soaked up the adoration from the crowd while also getting in a good stretch before the action began. She had heard a few rumors about this Ashley and none of them were good, which for Amaya was rather perfect. She just loved taking down the bad guys after all.

Ashley Knight:

Ashley wasn't one who usually accepted such a preposterous match. A humiliation match was her style, a hentai oriented match suited her and even a wet and messy match type but all 3 in one? She accepted though she was still baffled at the premise. She was tempted to decline due to the event although being well set up was beneath her.However, 'The Queen of Mean', 'The Canadian Destroyer', Ashley Knight was not going to pass up an opportunity to humiliate a dead beat cop in a stadium full of her supporters. a thing or two about authority.

Entrance Music- Viking Death March

The blonde made her way to the ring, her head held high as she wore her red white and black frill top and bottom two piece. Her body glistening in the spotlight as showed off her breasts, her well toned abs and her strong phyisque. She dropped her fight gloves and her wrestling boots and socks to the side. Barehanded and barefooted, Ashley stepped onto the plank and met her opponent in the ringed circle. Her eyes flickered to the sweet smelling strawberry sauce around them. She would call it jam but it was still very much liquid, not the plasma consistency jam was. She licked her lips as she thought of all the dirty things she would do to little miss copperino.

"Why hello there Officer Tsuzuki" Ashley said her voice dripping with sarcasm, her eyes narrowing as her smirk crept up on ones side of her face. "So tell me did you forget to bring your donuts pig to fill them with even more jelly or is your strategy to slurp up the entire pool?"

Ashley's blue eyes darkened as they stood face to face with the brunette with the short hair. She placed her hands on her hips and put them at chest to chest contact. Whatever comment she threw at Amaya wasn't true of course, she just wanted to see how the woman would react. The Cop for what it was worth was a bombshell. She had massive tits, a great ass, a decent build and what looked to be pretty strong legs. However, a piggy was a pig no matter how you dressed it up.

Amaya glanced back over her shoulder when the music changed to a theme she was unfamiliar with, the blonde woman who stepped out to it matching the pictures she had been shown when she was offered the match, and they did not do this woman justice. The closer Ashley came the more Amaya found herself getting turned on at the mere sight of this bombshell, the woman's heavy breasts and firm, tone body enough to drive anyone wild with lust. However if even half the stories she had heard were true then Ashley was your classic bitch with an attitude, a woman who saw herself as so far above everyone else that all anyone that wasn't her was good for was to spit on from high up. The exact kind of person Amaya loved knocking down a peg or five, whether that was with her fists or through more amusing means didn't matter, though looking at her and the pool she was in Amaya was leaning towards both.

Any doubts Amaya had about the woman's attitude and whether the rumors were warranted or not went right out the window when Ashley opened her mouth. Amaya was immediately rubbed the wrong way by the blonde, her eyes narrowing in irritation at that donut comment but she held her tongue, for a few seconds anyway. "Its just Amaya now, I'm not an officer anymore though I still have the cuffs for the more...annoying women here." She shot back, flashing the blonde a confident grin while pushing her tits out into Ashleys.

"Oh and don't worry. I won't let any of this jelly go to waste, not when I have the perfect donut to fill right in front of me." She added after a moment spent staring down Ashley, silently challenging the woman to make a move.

"Once a pig always a pig." She said shrugging non-nonchalantly, it was clear that both knew what game they were playing. She clapped at the donut quip before it was clear the match was about to commence. "That was a little clever copper but enough insults. Let's play a game..."

The plank was taken away as all that was between Amaya and Ashley were their chests. Neither daring to take a step back, Ashley pushed back as the two woman were already having a titfight. The blonde bit her bottom lip taking in the Japanese woman. The determination she saw in her eyes made her want to extinguish that fire in her eyes. She wanted to make the cop her absolute bitch.

"Cops and Robbers."

The second before the bell rang, she would look behind Amaya's shoulder and see the bell ringer about to press the button.She would try to wrap her arms around Amaya. She would try to  lift Amaya into a bear hug to show off her true strength by crushing her body against her own.

Amaya realized she was grinding her teeth at Ashley's repeated pig comments. "I'd say show some respect to the badge, but you strike me as the type who only learns through force." She replied, her head turning left to gaze out over the crowd, showing no fear in taking her eyes off of Ashley.

"Perfect." She suddenly added with a smirk and wink, thrusting out her chest to mash her tits against the blonde's, giving the woman a taste of what Amaya considered her best feature. To say she was proud about her entirely natural bosom would be an understatement, and as impressive as Ashley's pair were they couldn't compare to her own.

While they were trading barbed insults their walkway was dragged away leaving them stranded on that island mat in the middle of a sea of strawberry sauce, exactly where she wanted to be. She tilted her head a little to side, gazing at Ashley with an inquisitive look on her face as she waited for the answer to her question, chuckling when she heard her mention what was typically a children's game.

"You're on." Amaya got the words out just before the bell rang, though Ashley got the jump on the bell by a split second and began their fight in earnest. Caught in a firm bear hug Amaya winced, at first pushing at Ashley's shoulders but then she grabbed onto them instead, flattening their tits together as much as was possible.

Ashley smirked catching her opponent in a bear hug, call it under handed but Ashley wasn't above taking an advantage when she saw one especially if she knew she could get away with it. The blonde crushed her foe with her arms, she had know her opponent would try to push her away. However, she didn't expect Amaya to change tactics and pull her into her. It was clear she was ready to crush their breasts against each other. Face to face with the brunette, she would growl as she rubbed her tits against Amaya for good measure, unwilling to back down.

"Oh, you challenging me copper? You think your tits are better than mine, is that it?" She reasoned as she tightened her hold around her waist. "Well, I don't think you know. Your. PLACE!"

Next, the blonde would try to lift Amaya off the ground before trying to trip her back with her leg and slam her to the mat full tilt. She would land tits first and try to flatten Amaya's chest with her own at impact!

As proud of her chest as Amaya was the thought of trying to escape that bear hug, rather than embrace the challenge being offered, never entered her mind. While Ashley had caught her around the waist Amaya went for the shoulders, reaching around the woman and clasping her hands just behind the neck to better drag her tits left and right over Ashley's pair. As tight as their choices in ring attire were Amaya could feel the woman's nipples poking at her own, it was a thrilling sensation she immediately began to chase, brushing her nipples over Ashley's until she was quite unceremoniously brought down smack center in the middle of their island in the middle of the sea of strawberry goodness.

"Oh...we BOTH know whose tits are superior and hint...you haven't stopped staring at them since I came out." Somehow Amaya managed to say that with a half laugh after the slam, the older woman wasting no time in resuming what she started a moment ago on her feet.

Ashley realized her opponent had stopped escaping and tried to challenge her in a sensual way. Amaya seemed to enjoy pressing her chest against hers and the sensation it brought. It was clear that Amaya had her own way of fighting, the dirty kind. Ashley had to admit that Amaya's breast to breast contact felt titillating and the very least erotic. She licked her lips as Amaya continued her motions even after be slammed to the ground. The blonde girl matched Amaya's motions as she grinded her body against the officer's. Their soft skin, large breasts and warm body clashed with the Canadian heel on top. She wasted no time to grapevine her opponent's legs and spreading both their strong legs apart.

"I was just thinking of all the ways I could torture you with them. They looked like so much fun to play with~" Ashley said before forcing her mouth against Amaya's. The blonde would force her tongue into Amaya's mouth and kiss her roughly on the mouth, forceful and demanding. She wanted to impose her will on her foe by taking control of her while mounting her foe.