Sweaty Embrace

If there was a bucket under both women, by now it would be nearly overflowing. To say the girls were sweaty was a understatement, as had they done this even in a normal predicament, never mind a sauna, the constant rubbing and use of great force would have left both women baked in sweat. Karen could barely believe she and Odessa both had perspired this much and still retained the ability to coherently speak and think!

"Shut..your damn mouth..." Karen muttered, the squeeze only going weaker and weaker as she began to truly sink downwards, her face deep in Odessa's shoulder which only made the heat all the worse. In fact, the only part of either woman not in contact with the other was the bottom of Karen's legs, and even then, it appeared as though they'd be soon enough rubbing against Odessa, as she sunk down to a kneeling posture.

Odessa had been in dire straits when she coiled herself around Karen, and, even though she was doing much more damage to her dark-haired foe than the woman was doing to her, she could not help but be exhausted by the tight hug she was enduring, the energy she was expending to flex all four of her limbs at once, and the increasingly unbearable heat of the steam room. Every one of her pores seemed to be steaming right now, as Karen collapsed and, with the force of that fall, her legs came free from around her American foe, knees coming down onto the floor. Her arms still wrapped tightly around Karen, the two of them were, once again, mirroring each other with their positioning!

"Haaaanh...you...shut yours, first, darling..." Odessa would pant, tongue hanging out, breasts compacted into saucers against pale tits which were just as flattened, taut belly rubbing up against Karen's, guiding sweat down through the indents between their abs and over their well-warmed womanhoods. Adjusting her knees a little wider to get a better squeezing angle, face shoving deeper into Karen's shoulder as she adjusted, Odessa's arms briefly relaxed around Karen's torso as she sucked in a deep breath.

"Time...to sleep!" she hissed, before giving Karen as hard a squeeze as she could, letting out a growl as she tried to hug the woman in half!

There was absolutely nothing Karen could do to resist that squeeze, her muscles already pushed to the limit just to survive this long. For perhaps the first time in her career, Karen had willingly accepted that she was about to be knocked clean out cold.

Her face a look of disdain not because of said fact, but because she soon committed to forcing Odessa to join her!

Every muscle she had going limp, except for her arms, as she too gave Odessa a clutching squeeze so tight, there was surely no way to endure it!

Her head arching back and mouth agape, as she succumbed to the effects of this long, brutal hold!

Odessa had her opponent now. She was sure of it. This fight had been strange, and stupid, and frustrating, but it was about to come to an end, as her increasingly limp opponent was given the most powerful squeeze she must have ever had the misfortune of experiencing...

...and poor, sweat-drenched, aching Odessa received one in kind.

Her back arched, and her mouth fell open, but nothing more than a soft hiss of air emerged from it, as Karen's final squeeze forced all of the oxygen out of her! Her subconscious brain had to make a choice: power her senses, or power her arms as they continued to squeeze Karen. It chose the latter, making sure the American paid for the tight embrace. The two of them both piled on the pressure, so much that it was impossible to endure...

Impossible to endure. Odessa's eyelids fluttered. Her chin hit Karen's shoulder. But her arms kept squeezing, making sure she took her rival with her!

This fight had gone on near twice as long as Karen's in-ring encounters, and perhaps the oddest feat about it was; she could not even remember why it had begun. Then again, she could hardly recall anything, let alone something that happened at what felt to be a lifetime ago. All that she knew now was that for every bit Odessa gave her, she was going to give her back. At decreasing frequencies now of course.

The air ripe with the strongest of smells, the sheer amount of perspiration both women had given off was simply insane. Even more so the fact that they could even remain conscious in the heat, never mind with the crushing pressure to boot. Either woman would have likely given anything for a sip of ice cold water, except the satisfaction of victory to the opposing body.

Not that they had the choice, as yet again, a state of unconsciousness was about to fall on both women. At intervals so hilariously close, that had this been an official match, it would most certainly have been a draw.

"Break...you..." Karen's mouth made that last flutter, releasing those words as a hum before her chin rested fully on Odessa's shoulder. Cheek to cheek, pulling back now would have given the sensation of leaving a leather sofa in the heat, only amplified over every single bit of their touching frames.

The relative size and weight of both women even leaving them once more in a neutral stance, as neither Odessa nor Karen fell back. Instead, resting deadly even on one another, with their arms soon enough falling just a shade looser.