Kana Kasama's first encounter with Zarya.

"Wait! Wait no!!!" Kana would gasp as she felt her crotch get exposed and stimulated even more by the rapid pool jet. She would begin moaning loudly and lewdly as her whole body began to feel the pleasure from the Russian goddess and the pool jet.

She felt her butt being pressed against Zaraya' crotch as she was humped rapidly into the jet basically being forced to fuck the stream. She would be getting hotter and hotter she would bring her hands up to Zaraya' strong arm around her neck and begin tapping thinking that this woman was looking for a match. This was her submission.

Kana tried her best to keep her orgasm in but after such a good feeling of her crotch and her butt and her back being pressed by the Russians strong soft breasts, she would squeak before letting out a high pitch scream of ecstasy. Her body would shake and her butt would gyrate against Zaraya' crotch. Her mouth would hang open as drool began to leak over the Russians arm and into the pool. She was still conscious, but she had basically already been turned into a sex zombie by the sexy Russian bully.

Zarya didn't shy away from using the smaller fighter for her own gratification, in more ways then one, wantonly grinding against the girl from behind, taking advantage of the delicious friction caused by Kana's panicked attempts at escape, inadvertently wriggling the curve of her ass back into the Russians hips. Meanwhile, the amazons own movements were left Kana helpless, vulnerable to the incessant pounding of the high powered stream, stimulating as well as any sex toy could manage. 

"Mmm... will you cum again or pass out first? I wonder.. " She spoke into Kana's ear, voice thick with her own arousal. Zarya's arm began to tighten anew, bicep digging into the artery that delivered precious oxygen to Kana's brain, ratcheting up the pressure just slowly enough to give the smaller girl time to fully realize what was happening to her.

Kana would let out cute high pitch moans as her crotch was stimulated by the jet while the rest of her body was rubbed against the muscular goddess.

She would hear the Russian's question and before she could answer, She would feel the strong bicep digging roughly into her artery in her neck. She would be forced to gulp painfully and started to see double as her brain was cut off from the oxygen throughout the rest of her body. It really was a good question though and Kana was unaware of the answer. All she could do was continue to lightly struggle until she got the answer to the Russian's question.

She would let out one more lewd and very loud moan as She couldn't help but attempt at making her orgasm even better as her hands slid down her own body groping her breast before she began touching herself to add extra stimulation. her eyes rolled back and her tongue fell out of her mouth. Drool began leaking from her upper lips just as juices started leaking from her lower lips. She would begin seizing and almost vibrating at the odd feeling of passing out and cumming at the same time. "Ccccuuummmmmminngg!" She would let out her last word before she squirted her juices into the pool as her body went completely limp once again in the Russian bully's constraints.

Zarya wasn't far behind Kana in her release, finding the physical and mental breaking of the smaller wrestler as arousing as any physical sensation. She felt Kana's violent climax and subsequent surrender to darkness, grinding against the helpless girl until her orgasm pulled a triumphant cry from her lips. She took a couple of minutes to catch her breath afterwards, holding Kana with one arm like a broken doll. 

Finally, the Iron Soldier was satisfied, having taught Kana a lesson the girl wouldn't soon forget. Zarya braced herself against the side of the pool with her free hand, pulling herself up and out of the water, hauling Kana out with her. She checked the time, noting that her hour was nearly up. 

She shook Kana, much harder then she needed to. "Wake up. It's time to go and I'm not going to carry you everywhere." 

Kana was completely knocked out. She would be letting out soft mumbles and murmurs as she felt Zaraya continue using her as a sex toy.

She would only be awoken slightly as Zaraya released a loud yell almost directly into her ear following her orgasm. Kana was so exhausted that her eyes fluttered slightly before closing again falling back into blissful dreamland.

She would be dragged out of the pool. Her body dripping wet and glimmering in the light looking absolutely stunning. She would be shook wildly for a few seconds before she was roused awake. Her eyes would flutter and she would have a silly confused look on her face. She heard zaraya's order and would try her hardest not to collapse under her own weight. Once she was set down, she would make a weak and pathetic attempt at escaping the Russian giant but was unsuccessful as she fell to her knees putting her hands out in front of her to stop herself from falling chest first to the ground. This was one of the eoest positions she could possibly be in.

Zarya loomed over Kana and found the girls current position, practically bowing before her, rather fitting. A War Goddess and her bowing, groveling supplicant. She glared down at the smaller girl with a frown, as if she was something useless in the Russians way. She crossed her arms beneath her breasts, beads of water cascading down her tight, muscular body in rivulets. Her soaked bikini clung so tightly it might as well have not been there.

"Did you just try to run? I was starting to think you'd learned your place. What do I have to do? Strip you naked and tie you up with your own bikini? Imagine someone finding you like that..." The faint smile that crossed her lips made it clear that Zarya was capable of doing exactly what she threatened.

Unfortunately, the Russian giant didn't give Kana a chance to actually respond before bending down to grab a fist full of the girls hair. She would then attempt to pull the smaller wrestlers head between her thick, muscular thighs and trap her in a standing head-scissor!

Kana would groan as she heard the pit pat of Zaraya's wet feet against the wet floor of the pool area. She would still be gasping and coughing up water, too busy to look up at the disapproving look on her abuser's face. That ws until she heard her words.

Kana would slowly look up at the Russian goddess and take in the beauty that was also quite frightening. She would shiver as her words were so cold and threatening, Kana actually saw herself being found beaten and tied by her bikini in her mind and would shutter quickly. "But!" Her words would be cut off by the Russians next punishment.

Kana would feel her head get lodged in between Zaraya's massive muscled thighs and would immediately begin to panic as she knew what was coming next. She was put in such an odd position as her head was squeezed by the thick, meaty, muscled and wet thighs of Zaraya. Her hands would look adorable as they slapped and pawed at her captors thighs making the muscles barely ripple. She probably looked quite appetizing to Zaraya as well while her cute shapely butt was stuck up in the air giving Zaraya endless humiliating possibilities as well as a nice view.

Zarya laughed at Kana's pathetic squirming and, admittedly, didn't find the pawing of her soft hands unpleasant in the least. Of course, it was a futile gesture, and the amazon's legs were as unyielding as two stone pillars threatening to crush the smaller girls head. The Russian bent at the waist, grabbing the back of Kana's bikini bottoms and pulling back hard enough to wedgie the thin material deep into the crack of her ass like a thong. She was fully away of the 'other' effect that would have, causing the material covering the crotch of her bikini to saw and rub against her vulnerable pussy.

"Do you want me to stop, little girl? Have you had enough?" She asked, her voice cool, reaching down with her free hand to adorn Kana's round bottom with a single, firm smack with her palm. She repeated the action a few more times, spanking the girl with impunity, as if Kana were some disobedient brat who had to be taught her place.

Kana would whimper and cry as her bikini bottom was wedged between her cute butt cheeks and chafed her pussy. She would kick her feet wildly as she felt her ass being groped and rubbed and would yelp as it was slammed cutely. Her butt cheeks would become red and visable as her bottoms were turned into a thong.

"Yes... of course I want you to stop... please..." she would beg as her ass was groped and spanked. Her butt cheeks cutely jiggling with every slap, her feet kicking wildly, both sets of her cheeks turned red as she blushed and helped and whimpered.

She would attempt to get up but lost her balance as she was exhausted. She would be left hanging by her neck and her bikini bottom turned thong as her arms and legs gave out.

"You're lucky our times about up, little girl. If this was a match, I'd do worse. Might even drag you to the back for more *fun* whether it was a POW match or not." Zarya gave the girls bottom a final hard smack before she turned her attention to peeling Kana out of her swimsuit, keeping the smaller fighter trapped between her thighs as the Russian worked to pull the soaked, tight material from her body. 

Taking advantage of Kana's weakness and exhaustion, Zarya wouldn't stop until Kana was completely bare before her, spanking the girls ass hard enough to leave the imprint of her hand behind if it looked like Kana might resist. Only when the smaller wrestler was naked did Zarya release her, loosening her thighs just enough for Kana to fall free. Sadly, that wasn't the end of it. 

Reaching down, the Amazon moved to grab Kana by the throat with one hand and roughly cup her bare pussy with the other, meaning to lift Kana high over here head. "Ready to go for one last ride?"