Shanari 'The Ravager' Drackanov vs. Liberty 'Libby' Vella - Take A Deep Breath...

From the corner of her eye, Liberty could see the referee getting near them, lowering to watch Shanari and see if she was going out. At first, she thought it was only professional interest, but she caught the fire in the ref’s glare, saw the way she bit her lip. She was into thing. Probably wasn’t just coincidence she got assigned to this match.

Liberty was more than eager to give her what she wanted, too, as she continued a slow grind on Shanari’s face, loving the way her nose slid on her sex through her white panties, loving the way she was thrashing beneath, loving the look in her eyes.

It all came to a sudden end, though as Shanari’s legs wrapped around her head from behind. She fought it for a moment, tried to keep her position, but she was forced to lift off and give her opponent’s head some space. So much for that.

”Shit!” She fell to the side with Shanari’s legs around her head, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t keep attacking. Liberty tried to kick her in the face as she laid there, hoping to knock her silly before she could really clamp down.

Shanari never liked being on the receiving end. As hot as it was, Shanari was not one to take things lying down, even if they were fighting in private and Liberty's thick thighs had her buried under her crotch! With a last ditch effort she managed to free herself, not an easy feat when she considered just how big Liberty was compared to her. She didn't get off without pain though as the boot came to her face this time, causing Shanari to grit her teeth and bring an arm up to protect her face from further punishment!

The Russian needed to get away from Liberty so she could recover, her remaining hand pushing against the canvas as she tried to roll away from Liberty, at least far enough to get away from those limbs and take the time to bring herself onto her feet with the help of the ropes, not wanting to stay somewhere close enough to be smothered or put in a hold!

Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuuuuuuuck.

Liberty let out a string of muttered curses as her boot connected with Shanari’s jaw...or maybe it didn’t, it was impossible to tell from her current position. What she could say for sure, though, was that her opportunity was rapidly slipping away. This was going to be a long match, so she’d certainly have the chance to crotch-smash Shanari into oblivion again, but that element of surprise would be hard to regain.

Shanari could've been kissing her crotch right now. That realization did nothing to temper her mood.

She slapped the mat with a frustrated growl and popped back up to her feet a second, just in time to see Shanari trying to do the same with the ropes. The exact last position she wanted her to be in - she needed the bitch down, she needed the bitch loopy, she needed the bitch hurting. With a huff, she charged forward right as the Russian made it all the way up, and swung her arm hard and wide, looking to hit Shanari with a lariat and flip her right over the ropes.

Shanari might have dodged a big ass bullet there with being able to bring enough annoyance to break the smother, though the boot hitting her in the face wasn't exactly the result she wanted. She grasped the ropes and used them as support to raise back up, one hand coming up to rub her jaw while she kept her eyes on Liberty. The damn girl could kick, even when she was laying down! She grumbled loudly, though soon she found the woman charging straight at her with the intent to actually decapitate her, or so it looks like!

Being pressed against the ropes was bad though she had the opportunity to counter this woman, watching that arm swing up, knowing her face was the target and quickly ducked under her arm to slip past and behind Liberty, her arm coming up quick to get it around Liberty's face, trying to stop the girl from turning around by going for a Dragon Sleeper, though with the added effect of smothering the woman in her armpit instead of wrenching her back.

Liberty was extremely optimistic as she charged towards Shanari, fully expecting to land the blow and retake the advantage. This would be a long match, and she could accept that she’d be on the defense sooner or later, but the later that turned out to be, the better.

That optimism turned to dismay the moment she missed and Shanari slipped from view. Not being able to see Shanari, even for a couple of seconds, was always a supremely bad thing.

That proved extremely true, as Shanari’s arm wrapped around her head from behind in an inverted facelock, the start of a dragon sleeper. That would’ve been bad enough, but Liberty got the distinct impression that her foe wanted to smother her out like this. Not happening. She didn’t want to get knocked out at all, but if that had to go down, no way she going to be worshipping Shanari’s sweaty pits.

With a muffled growl, Liberty tried to tried to straighten up while Shanari maintained the hold, lifted the Ravager up on her shoulder. Once she got there, she’d charge forward and try to ram her head into the turnbuckle - enough to make her let go, she was hoping.

Shanari needed to tame this beast of a woman before things were getting too out of hand. She wanted to at least weaken Liberty and bury her face deep in her armpit to subdue her, Shanari's other hand considered going for either the woman's tummy or chest to cop a feel but Liberty recovered swiftly, something she had foreseen just seconds after locking in the sleeper but she hadn't expected it to be so soon, widening her eyes slightly as the woman straightened up and forced Shanari's feet off the ground, leaving the Russian with little choice but to ride it out!

She didn't even have time to block her collision course and rammed head first into the corner, instantly making Shanari go limp and releasing the woman completely, not having passed out though she was definitely stunned from the blow, dropping down to the canvas should Liberty allow her to fall!

It was a desperation sort of move, but that didn’t mean it wouldn’t work. Liberty hurled Shanari into the turnbuckle and immediately got the kind of payback she was hoping for, releasing her from the fleshy prison, suffering no more than a sweaty face and some lost breath. Plus she had the taste of deodorant in her mouth, but she could deal with that easy enough.

”Blech!” Liberty spat to the side, more than a little irritated, but what she saw when she turned around greatly improved her mood.

Shanari was dazed.

On the floor.

Near the turnbuckle.

”Oh, fuck yes.” She reached down and took Shanari by the head, turning her about enough to lay the back of her head on the bottom turnbuckle pad. From there, it was all textbook. She stood over Shanari, turned around, grabbed the ropes and began dropping down, her ass coming closer and closer to the Ravager’s fave with each second.

”Hey, Shanari!” Liberty called out when it was only a couple of inches away from the target. ”Look familiar?”

After taking such a heavy blow, the Russian needed some time to gather her wits and thank her lucky stars that it hadn't knocked her out upon impact! The brute was certainly someone Shanari did not want to get trapped by, not to mention those boots hit like a truck no matter how close they were at striking. She could only groan in annoyance when she was taken by the head and soon forced to rest against the corner, looking up for a brief moment when she noticed Liberty grabbing the ropes and started to bring that massive ass towards her!

There was no escape from this one, gritting her teeth as she tried to turn her head away to avoid a complete smother though with her body feeling trashed, she was only delaying the inevitable, not to mention giving Liberty that ego boost was not going to sit well with her for the rest of the match, though it was already started as the woman asked if it was a familiar sighing to her, trying to answer in a casual away. " ..Yeah, more appreciated from afar. "

This would hardly be the first time Liberty had ever used the skunkface, even though she’d never really got into it much before wrestling. Always seemed like a weird way to end a fight, even if she had the proper assets to pull it off. But time - and a few heated experiences - changed her mind hard on that.

The mood, the humiliation, the domination - it all suited her style, particularly when she crossed paths with a bitch that deserved it. But what she loved most was the moment before she sat down, when her ass was closing in and light was fleeing her opponent’s eyes. There she stood, her butt above Shanari, closing in, ready to seal her fate. It was a moment she wished could last forever. If only she didn’t have work to do.

”Try a closer look.” She smirked and looked over her shoulder, then reached over with one hand to grab Shanari by a hair horn. She yanked the Russian’s head forward, then sat down all the way, dropping the fullness of her butt all over the Ravager’s face, making sure she pressed down with all the weight she could muster.

A perfect seal. That was what she was going for.

Shanari knew what was about to happen and there was nothing she could do at this point other than lay there and accept it. Her hair was used once more to keep her from turning her head away and was soon buried under ass, groaning into it as it enveloped her face and sealed off all air she could get, her nose buried between the covered cheeks while her lips were forced to kiss it. It was rather humiliating for the Russian to be locked in her favorite hold but at the very least her opponent didn't have a flat, misshaped ass.

The main problem was what would happen after she would be smothered out, to actually worship the woman's ass would just be humiliating for Shanari though by match standard she would be obliged to do it. She tried to struggle but there was no leverage to work with, nuzzling her face deeper into Liberty's ass thanks to her own squirming but that was not bothering her all too much other than the heat rising around her face. While she hated it, there was no denying that Liberty had the perfect ass for the job and it was planning to make the first fall!