Sweaty Embrace

Karen had to be careful. Not out of fear, despite Odessa's infamous reputation and ability to easily control even a figure as big as Karen's. Again, no beating could ever come close to the humiliation she'd experience from being disrobed in a manner the ebony beauty had already hinted at. She needed to be firm, in an effort to convince Odessa to leave, yet not so much that she would leave her naked. If only she knew how pointless such a venture was.

"I..may have heard of you.." She'd grunt, still red faced with her own arms hugging her figure as if her life depended on it. Of course she had heard of Odessa Brock. Such was a name as synonymous with Friction as the World Title itself was. But she simply couldn't refuse one last attempt at suggesting the woman leave. Even if, out of character completely, it carried with it a polite tone.

"Look...ther...there's...plenty of other sauna rooms...couldn't you give me the courtesy of a little privacy?"

At this point, it wasn't so much the fact Karen actually desired privacy. It was more the fact that Odessa showed no issues with laying hands upon her, in a manner anything but violent.

Karen pulled her arms back, unhanding Odessa's hair, tugging her arms close around her towel-covered figure. Her body language was considerably different now than it had been mere moments earlier. She had gone from smug, to angry, to confused, and finally to a withdrawn, almost nervous sort of politeness. Her request still was not a fair one, but she was making steps in the right direction. Odessa took a step back, crossing her arms over her chest as she regarded Karen with a long look and a small, earnest smile.

"Darling, I was enjoying a nice, peaceful steam before you barged in and kicked those poor girls out and tried to do the same to me. I don't believe I can extend you that sort of courtesy considering the circumstances." She would take a couple of steps to her right, tracing part of an arc around the black-haired woman. "It is a public sauna, you know. And your expectation has to be that you will be sharing it with others. Now, I would be more than happy to share my steam time with a beautiful woman such as yourself..."

Now, turning her body to face Karen fully again, she would back up a step, pulling her arms upward and outward from her body. "...but if you want me to move, well, you'll have to try to move me yourself. Just don't be surprised if you end up getting moved instead." She would give Karen a little wink. "Trust me, tussling with me will truly work you up a sweat."

Of course Odessa didn't move.

Why the hell would she?

Even reputation and greater experience ignored, Odessa had already found Karen's weakness seconds into their 'altercation.' To retreat now was to be a lion running from wounded prey. Karen herself was a little lost for words. And actions; blatantly, as the moment Odessa made her motions back into the sauna, she only just barely resisted throwing something of a tantrum. She herself couldn't leave the room. No, that would of been too simple. Karen Starring always had to make things difficult.

Forcing her eyes up from the floor, she'd latch eyes with the ebony beauty before her, who now extended hands in offer of a challenge. For a moment, Karen pondered. Was there a way she could throw Odessa aside without exposing herself once more? She'd surely have to restrain those arms, or move Odessa so quickly and/or violently that the beauty could not tug at her non-existent attire.

Karen had to try. She simply couldn't stay in the same room as a woman who had no issue forcing her naked.

"Okay...'luv..." She'd mock, attempting her best parody of a British accent. "I..I think it's time for you..to leave..." Putting hands ever so gently to Odessa's sides, softly to the point that you might of believed Karen thought Odessa was made of porcelain. From there, she'd ever so gently begin to nudge Odessa towards the door, again her hold and positioning of her own frame suggestive of a woman that believed Odessa to be fragile.

Such was not the case at all. Quite the opposite. If anything, she feared a response too violent or great would earn one back. And that, was where the towels would likely start to leave frames.

Odessa, in fact, had no interest in seeing Karen leave. As bitchy as the woman had been when Odessa had first reentered the room, Karen now seemed hesitant, uncertain—perhaps willing to back off her original stance and sit down with Odessa. The British woman loved to spend time with other impressive women, whether they had merely a little harmless, flirty fun, or whether things got more...hot and heavy. Karen was a perfect candidate, personality notwithstanding.

She still did not want to play nice. But now, it seemed, she did want to play. She gently grabbed onto Odessa's sides and tentatively began nudging against the ebony amazon, trying to push her towards the door. Odessa huffed softly as she was pushed, on some level wanting to tug down on Karen's towel again, to get another rise out of her.

But that would hardly be sporting.

Instead, Odessa brought her hands down to Karen's sides, gripping them the same way Karen was gripping her: delicately, carefully. She had been inched back a step or two, and now Odessa began to push forward, shoving on Karen, trying to slowly move her deeper into the sauna. It was a test of strength like very few Odessa had been a part of, as the two crashed into each other in slow motion, like sumo wrestlers trying to move each other through air as dense as gelatin. Odessa looked down as their impressive busts, cleavage completely uncovered by the towels, nipples only barely hidden, squished into each other, all four mighty mammaries being pressed back as the two amazons shoved.

"Heh...as if you could make me, darling..." Odessa would reply softly to Karen, though as she was pushing against her foe, Odessa was noticing just how close a match for her own Karen's muscles were. Beads of sweat, born of exertion, not heat, were forming on her forehead as she pushed.

To Karen, the huff was taken as a sign Odessa had learnt her place, or at least the place the raven haired amazon believed she fit in best, and was finally accepting the American's suggestion that the room for now, was hers.

One could imagine the disappointment on Karen's face then, when not only did Odessa resist her gentle nudging, but began to replicate it back. Treating Karen's frame as if it was that of a newborn babies, the raven haired beauty found a despised tingle running down her back as she took but a single step back towards the sauna with Odessa followed. And whilst Karen had found herself colliding with frames such as now many a time in her in-ring encounters, the significant lack of clothing coupled with the slow, somewhat un-aggressive pace only made the situation worse for her.

Had her towel not being so fiercely re-wrapped around her, Karen was somewhat confident that Odessa's great mammaries shoving against her own and mushrooming them would have left her without towel yet again.

Too gaining a few marks of sweat, both from her slightly lengthier period in the sauna itself and the exertion at hand, Karen tried one last likely vain attempt at suggesting the British beauty leave. Even throwing in a word she herself could not have ever seen herself using.

"Just...please...can you leave...?" Hot shivers still running rampant on her back, as Karen believed she knew the answer before she even questioned.

The two powerful women held each other delicately, carefully, only nudging and bumping, never shoving nor slamming. Odessa would have been happy to be a little more forceful, but she would not increase the pressure she was putting on Karen before the raven-haired woman did likewise. Karen wanted a nice, relaxing steam bath, didn't she? Odessa was glad to handle her with kid gloves for the time being, just lightly rubbing together, the two plowing into each other in slow motion, neither exerting anywhere near enough force to move the other more than a step or two in any direction.

Though in this case, a step could be all that was needed to assert dominance. After having taken one step back when Karen started pushing, and then one step forward when she retaliated, Odessa was intent on not being moved backward again, spreading her legs slightly to gain a better balance on the somewhat damp wooden floor. Karen was not moving either, however, and the two warriors remained frozen where they were, leaning into each other, neither moving an inch.

Karen asked Odessa to leave again, seeming quite conciliatory in her tone. Odessa smiled, but she shook her head. "Darling, honestly. I have no problem sharing the room with you, and I think the two of us can have fun together," she would explain frankly. "We don't need to be enemies. But I'm afraid if you insist on trying to force me out...I will have to take drastic measures. For I don't intend to leave."

And there it was. The chance Karen had in removing Odessa without things getting uncomfortable; she could practically see it drift by, mixed in with the detectable-sweat already somewhat built upon the two amazonian figures.

"Why can't people...ever just fucking listen to me..." Her anger as ever overcoming every other part of the raven haired beauty, including her shyness, Karen found her hands latching on great shade firmer upon Odessa's hips. Her fingers were far from digging in, nor scratching upon the ebony beauties supple skin, and neither were her arms fully wrapped with intention to grapple nor throw. Tips of her fingers roughly tickling the flesh she now held, Karen's next efforts to shove Odessa wouldn't be as polite as the first.

Her thick bosom leading the charge, Karen could practically feel the fabric around her torso stretch as said bosom mushroomed against Odessa's; the sheer size of Karen's bust always presenting the threat of self smother, and that was when she had clothes on! Extending her right leg whilst using her left as a base, Karen's soft thigh would glaze ever so tighter against Odessa's left.

Forcing her frame firmer and firmer into Odessa's as their game of busty-sumo's somewhat began, Karen's face would change to match her now more serious efforts to remove Odessa from the premises. What little calming smile Karen still had attached prior was now completely gone, as the raven haired figure fully intended to shove Odessa from her sight!

Karen grumbled under her breath about Odessa not listening, and the Briton would sigh and give her a harder shove, though with the way the two of them were already leaning into each other she was not able to make any significant progress in this sumo-like shoving match. Odessa just tried to make an impression on Karen, tried to force the raven-haired woman to back down from her stubborn position and have some fun. Odessa had hardly been in the mood for some sort of brawl here tonight, and she was not going to escalate it beyond shoving and pressing unless Karen decided to make the jump first.

"Look, darling, you did ask me politely. And I politely declined. So we could sit here, relax, just like you wanted, make small talk...or we can fight and I can shove you around the room for a while until you're tired of it. What will it be?" Odessa had a feeling she knew the answer, though. As Karen began to press into her harder, she would huff, take a deep breath, and shove forward, as well.

She moved her right leg forward, feeling her slightly sweat-slick brown skin slide over Karen's pale flesh. But the real action was up above, as Odessa shoved her considerable chest forward, and felt it smash into Karen's, their breasts mushrooming together, all four of them. Odessa saw dark and light flesh ballooning upward, covering over their upper chests as the normally globular mammaries were deformed upon impact. It was not a momentary flattening, either, as the two women slammed into each other in slow motion, flesh oozing in to fill every nook and cranny of their chests, leaving what remained nowhere to go but up or out.

Odessa would smirk, leaning in and putting her forehead against Karen's, trying to push her head back slightly. "How's this, love?"

"Ghh..mmm..." Her glare and accompanying moan a response to Odessa's sweet and innocent question, Karen was beginning to despise the ebony beauty more and more as the seconds passed. Not purely because the figure before her matched her so easily, albeit she did despise nigh enough every frame and owner that did, but more so because Odessa was performing so easily in a situation she herself was still considering running from!

Such considerations would remain at the wayside however, as Karen's determination to put Odessa metaphorically, although soon perhaps literally, beneath her surpassed all desires to abandon the towel-clad battle. The more and more Karen weighed thought on it, the more the situation appeared confusing to her. Had the two been clad in attire, any attire for that matter, Karen would not care in the slightest for the fact her own thick breasts were squeezing and jostling so tightly against Odessa's completely equal pair. Such thoughts, combined with the intention to deny anything and everything that transpired here and now between the two was coaxing Karen more and more out of her shell.

Simply put; lack of clothing be damned! She was going to teach this white haired beauty a lesson for denying her!

"How's this..? You're...nothing...that's how it is!" Now offering a more direct answer to Odessa's query besides the moan she didn't want to release, Karen opted to adjust her method of attack as it were in an attempt to seize the battle. A hazy, heated breath escaping her lips and tickling across the cheeks of her foe, Karen had so far hidden all hints of enjoyment or dare she say arousal towards the figure, despite the smallest of hinklings forming in the raven haired beauty that pressing towards Odessa was something other than purely disdainful. Inhaling deeply with her mouth now closed, a thick mix of the sweat of both figures intertwined with the sweet aroma of Ms. Brock, Karen prepared her body in efforts to seize an advantage.

Pulling upon the supple, towel clad flash she had latched onto so fiercely, Karen would at the same time extend her outstretched leg a shade further, fully intending to slide it through Odessa's limbs until the base of her foot was behind both of the ebony beauties. She had no intention to trip Odessa, despite how easily such could occur if she was to but turn her ankle, but instead, pull her.

If Karen could force Odessa tighter against her, inadvertently mushrooming giant bosoms even tighter, along with firm, tout tummies now intertwining with each and every ab, Karen would then try to slightly lift the extended thigh up a shade. Base of that extended leg not leaving the mat, she would somewhat try to place Odessa's thighs and rear not only on her thigh, but to then push Odessa up off her feet! Seemingly making headway towards gently and slowly picking her fellow amazon up, knowing full well just how much easier it would be to literally throw her out!

Odessa had kept trying to force the issue and turn Karen into a friend for far longer than she likely should have. The raven-haired girl, despite initial trepidations, obviously just wanted to bulldoze over whoever was in her way, and of course Odessa was not going to be slighted by someone like this, someone whom she needed to put in her place and tame. Their pushing match was heating up quickly now, as both women had been in the sauna long enough and exerted themselves enough that sweat was pooling in their armpits and beneath their breasts and trickling down their faces and arms.

Their breasts smashed together, tops of those orbs bulging upwards, nearly bursting out of their towels, areolas visible as the little strips of fabric struggled to contain the massive mammaries of two powerful AFW veterans. Karen breathed out, Odessa getting a whiff of her hot, angry breath, and Odessa would smirk and blow some air back in Karen's face, just returning the favor. Karen shoved harder into her, legs sliding forward, and Odessa would match her, slowly forcing Karen back, actually gaining the altitude advantage as her breasts began to press over Karen's...

...when Karen suddenly lifted Odessa up off her feet, her tippy-toes dangling, brushing the floor of the sauna as she was balanced partially on her foe's knee, gasping as the raven-haired wrestler got her dangling in the air! "Nnnn...!"