Bedroom Smother Match! Murakumo vs "Major" Millie!

"Grrrr! Mmmmm!" Mura groaned as she felt Millie's arms tightening tighter and tighter around her, her teeth grit as the pressure around her waist tightened, forcing her to squeeze Millie's waist tighter with her legs, "S-Stop it!" Mura was seriously hurting and she couldn't bare this pain, hitting Millie's arms lightly as she pushed against the girl's shoulder, throwing her head back slightly as she moaned in pain, her cheeks becoming lightly flushed as she was finding it hard to keep her leg scissor locked in now. "N-Not good," Mura whispered to herself as she tried to once again pry Millie's arms apart, a bit of drool coming out from the corners of her mouth.

"Make me!" Millie snapped, pulling Mura further into herself. She was keeping her mind off the feel of their breasts smashed up against each other's, focusing on just keeping her hold up as long as she could. She finally felt Mura's leg scissor loosening as the Japanese girl's face flushed lightly. "Come on, is that all you got?!" She demanded, trying to egg on the other girl as she felt her light hits on her arms, and her arms pulling at the hold.

"N-Noo, p-please...no," Mura uttered as she was starting to lose strength, her legs losing all energy now and just simply rested on either side of Millie's waist as she started to drool more and more while her mouth hung agape. She tried to bring her head up to look into Millie's stone-cold eyes as she squeezed her, Mura's eye lids falling halfway down. This was supposed to be a smother match, so why was Millie squeezing her out. Mura tried her best to break free one last time before she went cross-eyed right in front of Millie and her arms fell limp, resting on Millie's arms as Mura's head lulled backwards as she was held tightly in the bearhug, passed out and twitching on Millie's lap.

Millie kept staring at Mura with her cold, blank stare as she felt her opponent start to go limp in her arms. As Mura went completely limp, Millie sighed and loosened her grip, letting the other girl lie limply in her arms. She was really bad at smothering matches apparently. "Shit." She muttered, she had really been hoping that Mura would be able to break out, but evidently not. "Come on, wake up girl." She said, stroking Mura's hair a bit, hoping she'd reawaken soon.

Mura was like a ragdoll in Millie's arms as she drooled and her eyes slowly rolled back, only slightly twitching in Millie's arms every moment or so. As Millie brushed Mura's hair, she would twitch slightly as she rested against Millie's arms and on her lap. The hug had really taken quite a bit from her, and her waist was quite sore as she showed no sign of stirring back into consciousness any time soon.

Millie grumbled as she laid Mura down on the bed, making sure she was in a comfortable spot. "Bloody brilliant, you really screwed it this time." She muttered to herself, crossing her arms and staring down at the other woman. "Come on Mura, you can do it. Wake up." She said softly, stroking her hair once more. She was going to have to take the girl for beers after this match, she could feel it already. Actually, she felt like drinking now pretty badly.

Mura would feel comfortable as Millie laid her down on the bed, resting peacefully as her breasts heaved up and down as she was unconscious. Her drool was slowly dribbling down her cheeks and onto the bed. It would be a good five to ten minutes before Mura would finally regain conscious as she slowly sat up, holding her head as she felt dizzy before she felt the after pain of the bearhug, groaning before she noticed Millie right in front of her and yelped, scurrying a bit back before she hit the head board.

"D-Did I p-pass out?" Mura asked as she tried to remember what was the last thing before she blacked out. She remembered sitting on Millie's lap and being squeezed to her absolute limit.

Millie watched over Mura for the time that she was out, taking a seat next to her and keeping up on her stroking of the Japanese girl's hair. Her intense stare slowly softened over this time, as she tried to get her opponent to wake up again. "Come on, you got this," she whispered. "You can do it, just gotta troop on now." She continued. The moment Mura started moving again though, she jumped back about a foot getting on her knees and staring blankly at her again. She had no intention of letting her opponent see her worrying in the middle of their match.

"Yeah, you did." She said plainly. "Just for a little while. But you're awake again now, so let's get back to it." She said, taking a lower stance on the bed. "Come on, I'll let you get the first hit in." She added, motioning to Mura to come to her.

Mura was pretty disheartened about being knocked out but seeing a slight change in Millie's eyes made her feel a bit more comfortable being near the girl. She would take a few seconds to clear her head before readying herself before taking on Millie again. This time the British girl was going to let her get the first shot, so Mura would graciously accept it and get closer to Millie to try and lock up with her again. Mura would continue to try and push Millie down, this time a bit more confident in herself that she could do it!

Millie smirked a bit as she felt Mura push against her, it felt like the Japanese girl was getting more confident in herself. "That's better," she whispered, pushing back as Mura slowly but surely forced her down. She could feel herself losing ground, and it was exhilarating to her. "Let's see if you can handle this," she whispered, before suddenly trying to scoot quickly around Mura. If successful, she would try to use Mura's own weight to throw her down, before going to wrap an arm around her opponent's neck and put her into a sleeper hold.