Kanda Kaya vs Bubbles Burste, POW submission

Lily wriggled gently in Mariah's lap, now showing a little more interest in the match now that there could be questions about Kanda's health. The woman had been an obstinate diva for the last two years of working with her, but it was still part of Lil's job to call this match if things got out of hand.

The kiss on her cheek assuaged her fears some. Obviously Bubbles and Mariah saw a lot of this and were careful not to let things go too far. The breathing in her ear served as further distraction, even eliciting a soft sigh to swell up from her breasts. Reaching down she took a hold of the stunning woman's hand and gave it an affectionate squeeze. "I know, it's just... I spent some time in the hospital after a match before I left. I... get nervous." Her voice was a soft whisper, her eyes moving to lock with Mariah's as she gave voice to this confession.

Kanda was hauled to her feet by the breasts, her hands clinging to Bubbles' arms for dear life. When she was lifted fully from the mat a full cry of pain tore itself past her lips, this time she wasn't quick enough to swallow it down. Burning, red and sensitive, her breasts were happy to be released from the talons of the giantess. Unfortunately, this was replaced by a powerful bearhug.

Her back was already aching from the avalanche and this simply piled on to the pain. Her eyes widened with a voiceless cry as she squirmed fruitlessly in the hold. Gasps and grunts slowly began to mingle with breathless yips and moans upon feeling the woman's mouth savaging her tender flesh. Nipples instantly stiffened at being touched. She wasn't normally so responsive, but the oscillation between pain and pleasure had left her extremely vulnerable.

Now that Lily mentioned it, Mariah did recall one of her matches that had went a little too far. Granted, even she knew that the manager had a less than stellar record in the ring, but this particular opponent - a flaxen domme with an insane mean streak - had been vicious, tearing her apart in merciless fashion. And that was just what she'd done in the ring. It was a POW match, and she couldn't imagine what the psychopath had done to Lily behind closed doors. Maybe she just didn't want to.  

Knowing that, Lily's apprehension was more than a little understandable. Even so, Mariah wanted to ease her worried mind. ”It won't be like that. Bubbles is-”

She was as interrupted as her wife let out sudden enraptured moan, right before she went back to gorging on Kanda’s tit.

”-enthusiastic. But she won't go too far. If she did, I'd stop her in a heartbeat.” She snapped her finger. ”Just like that.”

Mariah wanted to be assuring as possible, put a comforting tone in her voice, but it might have been hard to buy that as Bubbles devoured her wrestler. To be fair, she could hardly help it. The sweat gave Kanda a salty taste, and her plush breasts felt like it was made for teeth to sink into them. The kickboxer’s struggles against her own chest lit her on fire, made her want more and more and more…

But she couldn't do it forever,  could she? No, she had to let Kanda go sometime. So did just that, in her own, special way: by jerking back, releasing the bearhug, and sending her foe flying overhead with a high-altitude belly-to-belly suplex. A flight path that would end with coming down hard on her back.

Lily nodded slowly as Mariah did the best she could to assuage her concerns, and sitting her her lap like she was made her feel a bit childish. The terse, distant look that hung about Lily as she thought back to the thrashing she'd received suddenly vanished as if a switch was flicked. Perhaps a trick of professionalism? Her eyes brightened again and she smiled sweetly at Mariah returning her arms to hug the woman's shoulders. The fact that this brushed her cleavage against the woman's cheek was surely accidental. "Alright, I'll take your word for it. Bubble doesn't exactly seem like the 'broken bones' type."

Kanda was mortified by her predicament. This woman was easily manhandling her now, and for her part she was almost completely gassed out. Every ounce of her strength strained against the powerful arms and only succeeded in exhausting herself. The onslaught on her breasts left her feet kicking feebly as she yelped and whimpered like a schoolgirl being fondled for the first time. Finally it ended.

With her breasts covered with saliva and bite marks Kanda found herself being hurled across the ring again. This time she did only one tumble in the air before coming down hard on her spine. She threw her hands down to try softening the blow, but there was only so much she could do. Her back was on fire and with a shriek her body spasmed and arched sharply up from the mat. Writhing upon the mat, bare breasts thrust upwards, Kanda reflexively clutched at her back. Her eyes were watering from the pain and fear of lasting damage. Gritting her teeth she stamped down the notion of submitting. She just needed to catch a break, that was all. She could turn this around... somehow.

Accident or not, Mariah greatly enjoyed that little touch against her cheek, and she responded with an equally accidental nuzzle against Lily’s chest, teasing at the skin underneath. ”Bubbles doesn't break bones, she breaks hearts.” She had a little chuckle at her own corny line, then paused as a thought occurred to her. ”You know, even though the match is for Kanda, you're more than welcome to come up with her. In case you'd like to keep an eye on her. Or other things…”

A little subtlety, a little hint. Mariah liked to let people fill in the blanks. Bubbles, on the other hand, was about as blunt as the average baseball bat. She liked to state things plain, and as she rose up to her feet after the suplex, she decided it was time to do just that.

”All right, so, here's the deal.” Bubbles stood up and stretched, then sauntered Kanda’s way as she writhed about. ”I'm a rough fuck either way, but I'm less rough in the bed than in the ring. So you can keep going and, we can do this the hard way…”

Bubbles brought her bare foot up and gave Kanda a stiff stomp on battered breast, hammering her into the canvas.

”...or you can give up, and we can skip straight to the fun.”

Her foot suddenly turned gentle, as Bubbles rubbed her toes all along Kanda’s breast, kneaded it with her toes, massaged it under her heel.

She put her hands on her hips as she continued the pleasure, looking on Kanda with a smoldering smile. ”Heaven or hell. What'll it be?”

Lily was certainly having more fun than Kanda tonight as she wiggled her hips in Mariah's lap and the woman nuzzled into her strategically positioned breasts. Laughing softly her breasts bounced just a little causing them to rub against the woman's cheek just a little extra. The woman's proposal, however, caught Lily a bit off guard. She hadn't quite been expecting an invitation to be a POW.

Delicate fingers lifted to stroke Mariah's hair gently as she stared down at the woman and considered the offer carefully. Really, this was a win-win situation. Either she got to have a great time, or she got to be there to support Kanda in some capacity. "Mmm, Mariah, I believe you've made an offer too good to refuse."

Just about this time Kanda was receiving an offer of her own, one delivered in a rather less tender fashion. When the woman's pitch began the watery eyed Kanda gritted her teeth and stared up defiantly from on her back, ready to take whatever came next. And then that stomp came down. Her breasts were squashed against her chest and her back was once again driven into the mat. Hands flew to her face just a second too late to cover an agonized blubbering sound.

The topless Thai woman covered her face for several moments, trying to regain some semblance of composure. This gave Bubbles more than ample time to play footsies with those sore, sensitive breasts. Her pained writhing gave way to a primal gyration of the hips and a helpless kicking of feet against the mat.

Moaning loudly into her palms she finally uncovered her reddened eyes to clutch at her own hair, "Uhhhhn! Fuuuuck! Uuuh-Aaaah!" She couldn't believe how turned on she was getting from this woman's abuse. It had been too long since she'd gotten laid, that was surely the problem. Lost in a mixture of lustful squirming and pained writhing she groaned out her answer, "Uuuuuh! H-Heaven! Heav-uuuuhn!"

This was going to be an incredibly interesting night, Mariah could tell that already. It was already proving to be immensely profitable. She and Lily had a clear affinity for each other, and she could see some potential here beyond the obvious incoming sex. While she wouldn’t suggest hitching Bubbles to her stable, that didn’t mean they couldn’t form some loose alliance. There was no such thing as having too many friends in a wrestling league.

On top of that, this win would help solidify their place. Femke and Faheema had both been great bouts, but this was a real showcase of what Bubbles could at her finest. The sort of thing that would turn heads that weren’t already turned.

So, yes, she was very glad to have made Lily’s acquaintance. ”Good to hear.” She reached up and ran a finger down her fellow manager’s lip, then let it trace down her chin, her neck, lower and lower… ”Few things turn me on like successful negotiation.”

Bubbles’ own negotiations were coming to a close, and she was almost sad to see it happen. Despite only knowing Kanda for all off five minutes, she could tell this was an extremely proud woman, and getting ground into the dirt like this had to be a huge hit. The worst of it was that it wasn’t even her fault, really - she was clearly skilled, and if Bubbles had been six inches shorter, all that kicking and speed would’ve torn her apart. She won because she was bigger. That was what it boiled down to.

A shame. She’d have to make it up to her before the night was out.

To get to that point, though, they had to seal the deal. Bubbles was pretty sure that was a submission, but the referee wanted it to be official. As she came over and kneeled by Kanda’s head, the Virgin Killer stood over the kickboxer’s waist and reached down to dip her finger underneath the front of those billowy pants. In part because she wanted to confirm whether Kanda was wearing panties or not, and in part because she was running her finger over her opponent’s sex, giving her some added incentive.

”Kanda, let me hear it.” The referee cast a cautious look over her body, paying particular attention to her breasts. ”Do you submit?”

Lily had a number of plans in mind, some of them for Bubbles and one or more of her own stable, while others involved Mariah more directly. She was curious about the woman's wrestling experience and just how good she was. She had been out of the ring for a while so perhaps she was a bit rusty, but she had also been a full-timer so probably started a little more advanced than herself. Strip club mud wrestling only counted for so much around here.

Cherry lips parted at the gentle passage of that finger, almost as if to suck on it, but then it was gone and travelling south. Her head tipped back with a loft groan and a shiver as it caressed her throat and down past her collar bone. As it came to trace down the neckline of her inappropriately buttoned, or rather unbuttoned, shirt the woman lowered her gaze to fix the woman with a look of longing. Kanda was the only one ready to submit tonight.

A few meters away, Kanda gritted her teeth and breathed heavy, snorting breaths through her nose. The defeat was only a fraction of her humiliation tonight, below how easily she had been crushed, how she had screamed and was left crying on the mat, and how incredibly horny she felt in this moment. In pain and arousal she squirmed still even after Bubbles stopped molesting her.

Bare, stinging red breasts heaved as she gulped down cooling breaths to reclaim the gift of intelligible speech. "Ah... uh... I... I subm-mmmmf!" Her eyes widened as a moan tore from her lungs, cutting off her attempt. Bubbles would find that Kanda was wearing some very skimpy black panties, and also that they were dripping wet, and so was Kanda. Biting her lip the woman waved a hand to shoo Bubbles away even as her thighs twitched, opening up invitingly. Once more Kanda was gasping for air to prepare for another attempt.

Mariah knew that look in Lily’s eyes. It was one she’d worn herself more than few times, and she was fully aware of what it meant: scheming. This was a woman with plans, and she was growing increasingly curious what they involved. Sex, or some variation of it, there was no question there, but what beyond that? She seemed interested in Mariah’s wrestling career, so that could’ve tied into this. Suddenly she was kicking herself for not bringing her old attire out to Japan. There was no way she could fit in Bubbles’ alternate gears, that was for sure.

An interesting conundrum, but one that was put on hold when she took full note of what was going on in the ring. With extreme reluctance, she used her exploring finger to point back into the ring, where is seemed like the match was reaching its premature - but expected - conclusion. ”Let’s put a pin on this for now, eh? Save it for the extremely soft bed back at my hotel. Or the shower. Or the St. Andrew’s Cross.”

Tantalizing prospects, and ones that were on Bubbles’ mind as she dipped a finger into Kanda’s honey pot. While she liked restraint to a point, it was always so hard when you had a sweaty, heaving female body so close to you. She’d been the type to try and sneak a peek at her gifts the night before Christmas, rip up a little of the package underneath so you could tell what was inside…

Not today, though. She sighed as finger cut off Kanda’s confession. She stood straight and stepped away, suckling on her wet finger as she backed off. ”So tasty.” She hummed, light and pleasant. ”Sorry, my bad, go on.”

Kanda draped one arm across her eyes in abject humiliation, still beet red from that little caress of a thick finger. With heaving breaths she rasped out a weak, "Submit... I submit..." Her free hand flopped out to tap the mat twice just so there could be no mistaking the result. She couldn't bear to say it again. If left alone she would roll on to her side, not bothering to cover her breasts, and look to Lily sheepishly. Each time she blinked a stray tear threatened to escape her red eyes and she hated it.

Lily had been listening to Mariah with a bemused smile until the words 'St Andrews Cross' left her lips and she perked up slightly. She had never been terribly good at the whole 'poker face' concept. However, she turned to see Kanda tap and the ref called the match to a conclusion. Reluctantly Lil climbed down from Mariah's lap, "We certainly have much to discuss, later."

With that she crawled up into the ring, her skirt hiking up to show off her red lace panties as she did so, and threw her arms around Kanda's shoulders. It was a gentle embrace with no words. The woman just rested her head against Lily's chest, burying her face into her lapel for a few moments before finding the strength to climb down the apron.

Winner: Bubbles Burste