Sauna Match! Whitney White vs Harley Jackson

Whitney would feel Harley squirming around and would tighten her smother and upper body scissor; pushing Harley's head deeper into her sweaty breasts and pushing her arms tighter and closer to her body. "Don't expect me to let you out of this one dumb bitch! You got yourself in this, now you're going to stay in this!" Whitney exclaimed. She would keep this hold until Harely would be significantly weakened and stop struggling.

Harley would start to get woozy as her face was pressed deeper into her opponent's steamy and sweaty chest, she could feel her breasts pressing into her face and would be forced to sniff them and touch them with her lips as she desperately tried to get air.

After a while of struggling though Harley would give up, unable to move her opponent's chest off her face Harley would just give in to her and would forget the situation she was in as the light-headed Harley would nuzzle her face into Whitney's breasts.

Whitney would finally feel Harley weakening and eventually stopped moving. She would feel Harley nuzzling in her breasts and immediately pulled Harley out with an angry face, "What the hell do you think you're doing?" Whitney would then unclamp her legs from around Harley's upper body, spun Harley around then forced her to kneel so her head was directly in between Whitney's thighs and she would clamp down on her head, squeezing with murdourous intent. "I'm going to choke you out bitch! And when I'm through with you...well I don't know yet but it's going to be hell for you!" Whitney exclaimed as she would squeeze Harley's head with all her strength. Whitney wanted to get out of this sauna as soon as possible. Whitney was groggy from being knocked out already and she didn't want to pass out again.

Harley would suddenly feel her opponent spin her around and would still be too dizzy from the extreme heat and the smother to combat her opponent even slightly as she was forced between her opponent's legs and would start to feel them constrict around her neck, she would start to doze off, the fear of what would happen if she faded away leaving her mind as the oxygen did.

The mix of the heat from the Sauna and the other wrestler constricting over her neck would be enough to make Harley slowly drift of into sleep as she went limp between the other wrestlers legs.

Whitney would hold Harley in the scissor for a few minutes before she felt Harley finally going limp in between her legs. "Took you long enough stupid bitch," Whitney said as she unclamped her legs and pushed Harley on to the ground of the sauna, into a face-first ass-up position. Whitney would look down on Harley and thought of what to do next and then a malicious idea popped in her head. She decided to take off Harley's bra first and tie Harley's hands behind her back with the bra.
"Let's see you get out of this one!" Whitney would smirk as she would lay on top of Harley and apply a sleeper hold, tightening around her neck, "Wakey Wakey bitch!"

Harley would start to wake up and when she did she would feel her released breasts pressing against the Sauna floor as she could feel the heat on her bare skin more now and would feel her arms restrained behind her back and would say " H-Hey, you can't tie me up that's...against the rules!" Harley would say, before realising that it actually wasn't, she was glad that her opponent had seemingly forgotten about the minute of an embarrassing hold though.

Harley would start to squirm as she felt the sleeper tightening against her neck but wouldn't be able to do anything as her opponent's bare skin was sticking to her back and her arms were completely restrained.

"Ah no. The rule states I can't smother you out as a humiliation hold! Nothing about tying you up or knocking you out again dumbass! Didn't you read the rules before coming here?" Whitney would taint as she wrenched the sleeper tighter, "And in case you forgot, you can't do anything for a minute! So I hope you can hold your breath because I'm going to make sure you're not going to leave here conscious!" Whitney would get up to her knees and pull Harley upward to her knees as well. Whitney would tighten the sleeper and press her naked breasts up against Harley's sweaty back, making sure the cameras were getting nice shots of Harley's huge sweaty breasts. "Come on and smile for the cameras Harley! I'm sure you're fans would love to fap to you while you're being choked out," Whitney said as she tightens the sleeper even more.

Harley would almost be tearing up as she looked at the camera's while she felt Whitney's breasts pressing hard against her breasts and was being choked out, Harley couldn't resist the hold according to the roles and would have to let her present Harley's naked chest to the whole world.

She would then hear Whitney's words and would say " Y-You sick bitch, you're the only one fapping while looking at my breasts! " Harley would say, taunting her opponent about earlier and then saying " This is nothing, you aren't even good at being despicable!" Harley would say, starting to lose a little too much oxygen in the hold as she felt her opponent's arm tighten and press against her air pathway, feeling the muscles of her opponent's arms bulging against the poor wrestlers neck veins.

"I'm sorry bitch, what did you say!? You want to be choked out in front of the camera and be played with? My pleasure!" Whitney would exclaim in anger as she would suddenly tighten the sleeper to max output, trying to knock out Harley again but also silence her, squeezing all the air from her neck. Whitney would slowly fall down on her back, bringing Harley down with her and wrap her legs around Harley's waist, her sweaty breasts being smooshed under Harley's back. Whitney had a furious face on and her face was also beginning to turn a bit red, not just from the increasing temperature of sauna but also from anger.

Harley would almost immediately regret taunting her opponent as she would receive a few more threats before suddenly feeling her neck get constricted against tightly, despite the fact that Harley wasn't meant to do anything against the hold in the last second or so she was conscious she would left her hands to try and free herself before fainting, due to the human instinct of not wanting to pass out.

Harley would pass out again between her opponent's legs, her dead-weight falling against her opponent's breasts.