Getting Her Comuppance: Lady Augusta vs ???

The posh girl was used to getting her own way and Auriel was the sort of girl who was not about to roll over. Lady Augusta was having serious doubts about what to do now. She was outsized, outmuscled and as much as she hated to admit this outclassed. She ruefully had plans to get the Commissioner fired for daring to put her in such a bad match. Not bad because of her rival, Auriel was quite the powerhouse wrestler, and one to be popular with fans, but no, bad in the sense of she had paid so much money in bribes over the years that Lady Augusta thought it would be automatic she would win.

Rolling her head to see where Auriel was she went wide eyed as the amazon was charging toward her. There were nothing Lady Augusta could do, the girls foot connected like a soccer player taking a penalty and boy did it have some power. "AGGUUUNNNNN..... fuck!" Lady Augusta cried out. A little shocking as she totally forgot her upbringing and her persona but it eloquently described her feelings. Her brain was rattled as much as she was and she felt dizzy.

It was dead easy for Auriel to hoist her up so her legs were over the amazon's shoulders and her crotch was right in the big girls face. This woke Lady Augusta up as much as the comment did. "Wait... you... OH!" she gasped and was acutely aware of the drop which seemed a very long way down. Needing to do something desperate, the aristocrat clamped her meaty thighs together against Auriel's cheeks and placed both hands on the back of her head to blatantly grab a handful of hair. If she was to be powerbombed down, she could make it as uncomfortable as possible for the amazon.

"Get used to having your face buried in my delightful flower you uncooth miscreant! It is how you will be pinned for MY pleasure! Put me down and accept your fate you stupid girl!"

The move had the added effect that Lady Augusta was now basically smothering her foe deep in her crotch. Despite the imminent danger, it turned her on rapidly with each hot breath. Lady Augusta yanked on the girls hair to try and convince her that this was not a good idea to follow through on the move, but she was at risk. Angering a near 7ft powerful girl and attempting to smother her was a bad idea, especially when the posh girl had no form of attack than this. The crowd begged for Auriel to punish Lady Augusta who had to follow on and say something.

"And those furry little animals are mine to make as many coats out of as I want. If your behind wasn't so disgusting and vile, I would have a fine sofa or chair made out of it. Even coarse cow hide leather is softer than that.... THING!"

The crowd gasped universally accepting that this last comment was the stupidest thing the posh girl could have said

After already hoisting the rude girl so high into the air the last thing that Auriel expected was some kind of retort, however that's exactly what she got as out of nowhere the posh girl clamped her thighs tightly around the taller woman's head, aggressively grabbing large clumps of her beautiful hair and forcing her into a rarely seen mid-move smother! Wrestlers did always have a certain talent for being creative with what they did in the ring and it appeared that even Lady Augusta wasn't an exception to this rule, the giantess definitely hadn't seen such an inventive counter based strategy coming into play, especially when the stakes were so high.

Letting out some muffled yelps of discomfort Auriel stumbled around the ring, Lady Augusta's grip on both her hair and head making it exceedingly difficult to do as she had originally planned and drop the stuck up girl to the canvas for a devastating powerbomb. Her face flushed red with heat and embarrassment as it became harder for her to breath, the stinging sensation violently sparking from her scalp getting worse and worse for every moment that her cheating opponent decided to hang on until the unthinkable happened.

Clumsy enough as it was Auriel suddenly tripped over herself and lost her footing, sabotaging any plans she might of had as she awkwardly stumbled for a moment before tripping backwards! The audience showered the heel with anger induced boos as the giant toppled onto the canvas, a beyond unpleasant pain shooting through her back in unison with the mighty slapping sound of her hitting the mat with incredible force, the entirety of the ring shaking once more as the previously dominant amazon laid in the ring, partially sprawled out and not looking too great. She made a conscious effort to keep her shoulders up to prevent a pinfall, but right about now that's all she could do.

In a shocking turn of events which nobody could have seen coming, perhaps Lady Augusta more than anyone, the posh girl had actually managed to send the much taller woman down to the canvas, trapping her in a humiliating facesit as she went. Against the odds, for the moment at least, it looked like Auriel was going to get used to having her face buried in her posh opponents so called delightful flower.

Lady Augusta cried out as she felt the pair tumble, but it worked out better than eve her ego anticipated. She dropped perfectly to semi straddle the big wrestlers face, although instinctively she moved to all fours now with Auriel's face between her thighs. Lady Augusta gasped and was breathing hard, it was mostly her trying to compose herself given that she had just fallen a far greater distance than was comfortable, but she survived, and was now on top, in more ways than one

Realizing the position she simply say back on Auriel, purposely letting her fine firm bottom nestle on the amazons upper chest. She squarely placed her crotch, which was now damp from the closeness of her rivals face and he sweat she had worked up, back on the girls mouth and ensured that Aurel's nose was planted deep at, as Lady Augusta described it, her flower. An evil grin formed on the posh girls face and she took great pride in setting about humiliating the girl who was for the time being trapped

"Now, as I think I told you, this is exactly the position you would end up in! You are weak pathetic and you should be honored that I am even doing this!" Lady Augusta then let her ego go into overdrive when she declared that, "You will NEVER ever get me in this position with your... ugh, crotch on my face! I am the Queen of the Smother!" A few of the crowd looked surprised at such an admission. If Auriel had this position reversed, not only would Lady Augusta be pinned for whatever count was likely, she would be completely and utterly helpless. The one thing that few knew in AFW was Lady Augusta's biggest weakness was the very move she loved to use. She had tried to silence the rumour with bribes and threats, but there were still a few that knew if they pinned Lady Augusta in a front sit and smother, all her bravado and attitude crumbled instantly

Being as arrogant as possible, Lady Augusta raised her arms in victory either side of her head in an pose that demonstrated she was flexing her muscles, not that she was a strong girl in the conventional sense, but it was all for show. This part of her in game skill was severely lacking, as a more experienced and less egotistical wrestler would have grabbed Auriels hands or her legs to wrap her up, making the pin that much more difficult.

The ref girl checked and slapped for a count of ONE! The crowd waited with baited breath to see what Auriel would do

Certainly not the outcome which Auriel had been looking for. The intensity of the fall had actually managed to knock some sense out of Auriel temporarily, everything seeming like a dream-like daze until Lady Augusta got herself into a better position, instantly causing the much taller woman's face to light up in embarrassment as she wiggled and squirmed against the hold in very obvious disapproval. This was just as humiliating as it appeared, and due to her height whenever an opponent managed to get her trapped like this it automatically seemed that much more pathetic on her part.

With all the energy she had expended trying for the powerbomb, failing the powerbomb and falling, and now being trapped in a facesit, Auriel couldn't help but feel pretty drained. Once again her height didn't really help her in this aspect and acted as more of a hindrance, but that wasn't the issue, the issue was for everyone right now it looked like the sure to be winner was actually going to lose. With her arms falling limp and her struggling stopping it looked like Lady Augusta had somehow managed to pull out a big upset for the evening, much to everyone's disapproval.

With the referee smacking the canvas for two it looked like Auriel was out for the count, but alike things happened in slow motion, multiple things came to the giants mind. If she just lost this for herself, that wouldn't be too much of an issue, but that was just it, she wouldn't have been losing this for just herself. She had promised the audience a victory, and more importantly, she had sworn to avenge the fuzzy animals which had gone into crafting that horrible abomination which Lady Augusta dared to call fashionable clothing. Auriel couldn't lose this match, when she swears that she is going to do something or makes a promise of any kind then by gosh darn she will keep it! And nobody, least of all some self appointed 'Queen of the Smother' would stand against her, or even dare tarnish her reputation in doing so! This match wouldn't come to an end so easily!

Mere milliseconds before the referee managed to hit the canvas for three Auriel jolted her upper body upwards with all her strength, propelling Lady Augusta once again as if the rich girl had been shot out of a homemade catapult! Much to the relief of the audience, and even more so the relief of Auriel, the match had been preserved. That was close for sure, but now the much taller Auriel was going to finish what she had so justly started!

With as much speed as she could the taller woman propelled herself at Lady Augusta in the same manner as she had done previous, intent on scooping her up upon impact and getting her into position for the powerbomb that she so definitely deserved.

Lady Augusta was proud of herself, not only had she managed to topple the amazon girl but had her locked in her favourite move. It must have been terribly embarrassing for Auriel who herself had quite the large shapely bottom that would be a devastating facesit, let alone her thighs to bury a girl for the 3 count. Here was the aristocratic villain a simple count away from pulling off a historic (in her mind) upset

As she flexed, boo's ran down all across the arena. Nobody wanted to see Lady Augusta win, least of all like this. Just as the ref was about to count for three, the horrid aristocrat felt her rival shift with tremendous force. "AHHHH what the...!!" the posh girl exclaimed in shock and annoyance that her facesit had been broken.

The crowd erupted in a cheer that would drown out a warzone. Lady Augusta splayed across the ring and came to a stop looking dazed and wide eyed. No one until this point had ever escaped her smother pin hold. Lady Augusta didnt know what to do and was ripe for Auriel to grab her and lift her back up into the powerbomb position. At the very height of the move, Lady Augusta realized her problem but it was already far too late. She clung on this time for dear life as opposed to fighting back, the drop seemed like it was miles away and this was going to hurt, badly.

Again the crowd cheered, urging Auriel to follow through and crush Lady Augusta to the canvas.

Just like that Auriel had Lady Augusta exactly back where she wanted her. There wasn't any wriggling out of it or cheap escaping from the powerbomb this time around, Auriel had been pumped with pure liquid determination and her snobby opponent was about to get the raw brunt of it. Looks like this match would still end up being a memorable one for the posh girl, just not for the reasons that she wanted it to be.

"HYAAAA!!!" Auriel yelled as she lifted Lady Augusta up even further beyond her shoulders, preparing to deliver exactly what the audience so desperately craved. "POWERBOMB!!!" The amazon shouted with equal amounts of fury as she finally dropped both herself and her opponent down to the canvas, the entirety of the ring shaking vigorously as the devastating smash echoed throughout the area, possibly even audible to audience members in the back seats!

Only sitting back and admiring her handiwork for a moment, Auriel would keep Lady Augusta rolled up in the aftermath of the attack, now intent on getting some much needed payback. With a huff of air the much taller woman lifted herself up carefully before sliding forwards down Lady Augusta's smaller legs, keeping them firmly trapped underneath her as she finally managed to bury her opponents face in her own scantily clad 'beautiful flower.' With Auriel's weight and current position over Lady Augusta, breaking free of this one was going to require something special from the stuck up wrestler.

Even if she won though, Auriel had no plans of letting Lady Augusta get away with what she had done so easily, things would defiantly become very intense very quickly, that was for sure.

The decent felt like it was ages, and the impact was loud so it boomed across the arena. Lady Augusta gave a loud "GAH!" and lay there, feeling as if her entire body was broken, which in some ways it was. An amazonian powerbomb was not something a wrestler just rolled over and got up from. The aristocrat could hear the wave of noise and knew something was happening but was powerless to stop it.

She lay there staring at the ring lights, her chest rising and falling rapidly. She could barely breath. Soon the whole room when dark and Lady Augusta felt a massive weight. In her mind it dawned on her. She was now being subjected to a facesit of her own. "UUGGMMFFFF" she protested but all she could feel at her mouth was damp material. The combination of the darkness, the weight and the scent of Auriel's growing excitement was all making Lady Augusta almost drunk. She could barely think, let alone get any air. Having a girl who outweighed her by 50ibs smother her was unthinkable, and inescapable!

Every sound was muffled thanks to the snug almost vacuum like sit of Auriel's legs that squashed and sandwiched Lady Augusta's cheeks and ears. She faintly heard the slap of the ref counting the pin for ONE and panic was starting to set in. She had her hands free still, which may well have been a rookie mistake for any other wrestler, but for Auriel it made pretty much no difference.

Lady Augusta slapped her hands on the huge cheeks of Auriel making two large handprints. Try as she may, she couldnt remove the amazon from her face. With the faint slap of TWO making its way through to Lady Augusta, she began to flail wildly, her fingertips flicking off something next to her. It was the bottom rope. Auriel in her thirst for revenge hadnt taken into account their position. Lady Augusta grabbed it with the last of her swipes just before the ref counted for THR.... and clung to it for deal life. She was nearly out of air and could only nuzzle at Auriels now wet flower, humiliating herself in the process but if she ref saw it, the pin wouldnt count.

However, Auriel had pretty much suffocated the aristocrat so even of it was broken, there was no way she could do anything in retaliation

With that last earthquake of an impact Auriel thought that she could officially put this match to an end. Perhaps being pinned underneath a superior wrestler in a humiliating fashion would finally teach the posh girl some form of humility, probably not though. At the end of the day Auriel hadn't come out here to teach Lady Augusta anything but a lesson, and with the match ending like this the amazon would definitely consider that her message had been gotten across in full.

Nodding her head with each musical count Auriel blissfully ignored Lady Augusta's pitiful struggles, they didn't matter after all, the amazon was still going to win. Very abruptly however, the counting came to an end, the giantess looking at the referee in clueless confusion until she noticed the same thing the official had. No way. Lady Augusta had actually managed to reach out and grab a rope to cancel the count! Auriel wasn't usually the type to get frustrated in a match but this was rather annoying to say the least. In the coming moments the fair lady would be wishing that she had just let the referee count her out.

With a grumble of irritation Auriel lifted herself up off of Lady Augusta's face, gradually moving up until she was standing above her downed opponent. Just as quickly as Lady Augusta had broken the count out however, a realisation popped into the taller woman's mind. Lady Augusta had issued a challenge for this match to take place, she never necessarily specified the limitations of the match. Which technically speaking, meant that Auriel could get away with being a little bit more than cheeky.

With a sly smile creeping it's way onto her face Auriel did something nobody in the audience expected, ripping off the lower section of her attire in one aggressive yank. "Looks like you need a proper lesson in manners. And I think I've figured out the perfect way to do it." The amazon chirped enthusiastically as she lent down to her beaten foe, further complicating matters as she slid Lady Augusta's panties down her feminine legs in one swift motion. "Mmff. A little tight." Auriel muttered as she continued her plan, sliding Lady Augusta's much smaller panties up her long legs until she was wearing them properly, the much smaller attire clearly not fitting her properly.

Looking to pull off some intense humiliation Auriel would give her plentiful rear end a brief slap before going to sit down straight on Lady Augusta's face, wanting to smother her with her own attire!

As the light came back into view. Lady Augusta gasped deep and coughed. She was literally sucking in as much air as possible, making a very unlady like WHOOOPPP as the air was not arriving quick enough. She shook her head as she managed to use the rope to crawl and prop herself up on one arm. "I can't.... shes... she sat on my face!" Lady Augusta was questioning and replaying the terrifying event in her head. No one had even come close to smothering Lady Augusta in AFW and now she faced a rival who didnt just smother, but crush and squash all in one for an intense pin.

She thought it best to escape and take a count out, like a dog with its tails between its legs and began to crawl to the middle of the ring. Ironic because she was placing herself in more danger, had she taken the quicker route and ducked out of the nearest ropes, she could have enhanced her escape chances. However she had just been smothered within an inch of her life, so any confusion was understandable

As such it played right into Auriels hands who flattened the girl and went for her underwear. "AHH What are you? NOOOOOO My Panties!" The crowd cheered at Lady Augusta's whining like the spoiled child she was. As she was stripped she lay there covering her face. The sheer humiliation was just too much for the aristocrat to bear.

The aristocrat heard the noise and turned over to see Auriel wearing her own panties. She went wide eyed and couldnt believe what she was seeing. "I demand you give those back this instant... GIVE ME THOSE BACK RIGH..... UUMMFFFFFFF!" No more protests from Lady Augusta were heard as Auriel subjected her to another facesit, this time with her huge behind! The aristocrat was buried between her cheeks and crotch just as before, the weight and the suffocation immediately put Lady Augusta in trouble. She kicked and gave muffled cries but there was no shifting Auriel, what was worse is now she was middle ring with no ropes to save her, and she was literally sitting on her own face.

This was a move that no one had seen in AFW before. Auriel was literally giving Lady Augusta as "taste" of her own medicine! With the devastating smother in place, the ref counted for ONE!

Typical that somebody like Lady Augusta would try to turn tail and bail out of a situation at the first sign of real trouble, kind of sad really, but not sad enough for Auriel to feel any pity for her unfortunately. Nope, everything that this opponent had coming to her was one-hundred percent justified, simple as that. At least in future the posh girl might reconsider issuing such broad and bold challenges to the entire roster. In a manner of speaking Lady Augusta had been lucky that she had gotten somebody like Auriel, there were plenty of people in the AFW which were bad news, and that would have done far worse to such a pitiful wrestler.

"These panties are just a little too tight for me~ Don't you think, Lady Augusta?~" Auriel hummed tauntingly as the referee began to count out the pin, the much taller woman gently grinding herself backwards and forwards as the excitement of the situation grew, a light dampness making itself known at the front of her newly claimed panties. The amazon was surprised she hadn't seen any other wrestlers try something like this, without a doubt it was humiliating, and above all, very gratifying.

TWO!

"Where'd all that big girl smother Queen talk go?~ I thought you were the one who was supposed to be finishing me with this?~" Auriel continued in the same light-hearted and satisfied tone, still gradually grinding back and forth to get as much pleasure out of the situation as she could. Usually the amazon wasn't really the type for so much trash-talking, but Lady Augusta was a special case who deserved special treatment. With all her previous statements the posh girl had been so bold, so brash, so confident, this was the only way to properly put her in her place, and hopefully prevent her from doing anything stupid like this in the future.

With the referee bringing up her hand for the final slap of three, Lady Augusta had to do something quick if she wanted to prevent herself from losing, but at the moment a miracle like that didn't seem too likely.