Elizabeth vs Reina

Strength was more or less all that Liz had going for her, if one took her size as a facet of her strength. Or perhaps her strength was a component of her size rather than the other way around. But either way, she was big and she was powerful. What she wasn't was fast. As a result the air-borne beauty crashed into her chest with a dull thump of scantly clad stomach meeting scantly clad breasts.

With a loud grunt the big American toppled over backwards with Reina on top of her, lying across her chest. It wasn't exactly where Liz wanted to be, on her back under her opponent, but she was willing to make the best of her situation. One long arm encircled Reina's trim waist to keep the woman somewhat still as well as ensure that her own shoulder stayed off the mat. The hand of her other arm had a more devious aim, and that was reaching up between the woman's legs to place a warm, firm hand against the girl's pussy in a tentative grope. "Uuhn... Just throwin' yourself at me like that. Ya ought'a be ashamed of yourself."

Reina took to the air once more only this time she lucked out and things went as she had planned them, her admittedly somewhat heavy body crashing into Elizabeth who as big and strong as she was couldn't quite catch her and collapsed down onto her back with Reina resting rather comfortably on top of her. The blonde's ample chest was rather soft, making a perfect landing spot for Reina who felt that in any other circumstance she wouldn't mind just resting on top of her for a while. "You're not a bad pillow you know." She said with just a hint of wickedness in her voice, feeling somewhat vindicated after taking the woman down hard.

When she went to rise up onto her hands and knees however Reina found a resistance she hadn't expected to be there, making a second attempt to rise before realizing Elizabeth had an arm wrapped around her waist. She gaze the American a puzzled look and then made a third try at pulling away when Elizabeth snuck her other hand down between Reina's thighs and firmly cupped Reina's womanhood between those strong fingers of her's. "That was just a....ugh...splash. You're the one with their hand between my legs!" There was genuine surprise in Reina's voice as she protested, even though Elizabeth had practically told her this was going to happen when they started.

Liz twisted slightly as she lay beneath Reina, tightening the grip of her arm around the girl's trim waist and ensuring that at least one shoulder was well off of the mat. In a low, husky voice the big blonde chuckled sardonically at the weak protests as she continued to brazenly fondle the woman's sex. Fingertips pushed in a little harder as they dragged over her covered pussy, probing to see just how responsive she was. "And that is just what all of you trashy little skanks say. Oh, it's just a splash. We're only grappling. The fisting doesn't mean anything. But I know what you're really about, and I want everyone here to see it. You're only here to indulge your perverse desires."

The big American was actually quite enjoying herself, but she would never admit it, not even to herself. There were so many things she wanted to do to things young woman, but they would just have to wait. Of course, all of the things she wanted to do were strictly for the purposes of punishing Reina's degenerate ways and by no means resulting from her own repressed desire for girly affection.

Reina's squirming within the blonde's grasp came to a sudden stop when she felt Liz's fingers poking at her sex through her wrestling outfit, the material was a little stretchy so she could move about but the fabric over her crotch didn't give quite as much as Liz would have liked she was sure. Still wriggling her hips about was only making those fingers press in deeper so she stopped that, taking a moment to think while the blonde indulged her love of blabbering on and on about what Reina was all about like she knew her personally or something. "Hey just because I have tits doesn't mean I can't go for a body splash and besides, seems you're enjoying yourself quite a bit to me." Reina bumped her elbow back into one of the blonde's tits a few times, sticking her tongue out at the woman while she worked on prying that arm from around her waist so she could move away.

Liz had developed a fondness for stretching pretty girls across her shoulders like this. Carrying them about made her feel powerful and dominant, it was really exciting in its own way. Not that it turned her on, or that it mattered if the girl was pretty. She'd love it just as much if Reina weren't so sexy. Not that she really loved it in a dirty way, or that she thought Reina was sexy. Those were deviant thoughts for vulgar women.

She grunted as an elbow flung out to smack into her left breast a few times, putting off her balance and making it difficult to keep the girl on her shoulders as she was. Sneering, at both the blows and the insinuation, she growled out, "The only part of this I'm going to enjoy is breaking you down, slut." Placing a hand under Reina's ass she pushed up and with her other hand twisted the girl around, trying to take her down to the mat belly first in a hard slam.

To say it was a bit intimidating the way Liz was able to lift her up onto her shoulders would have been an understatement. Reina was doing everything she could to get herself down from such a precarious situation, which amounted to lots of squirming and driving her elbow down into Liz's big tits. Unfortunately for her Liz got tired of carrying her and brought her down the less than gentle way, tossing her up and dropping her down to the mat where she landed on her front with a loud thud. The ring bounced which helped but the landing still hurt a ton, a harsh reminder to the rookie who had hoped it might give a bit more than it apparently did.

Her tits took the worst of the punishment though as they were the first part of her to land, her weight crushing them down against the canvas and giving her whip lash as her head snapped down to smack against the floor. She bounced from the impact, rolling over onto her back cradeling her injured breasts in her arms and kicking her feet on the mat.

(Sorry for the disappearance)

Liz sneered and grumbled to herself as she looked down at the busty girl as she cradled herself and fought to overcome the pain of her harsh treatment. The big blonde stood for a moment, menacing and giving her back and shoulders a rest. Carrying girls around the ring was tiring, but there was something strangely satisfying about it. Not a sexual sort of satisfaction, of course, but a total non-sexual dominating kind of way.

"Aww, did that hurt? Pathetic little girl." Lifting a bare foot she took the opportunity to stomp down on Reina's abdomen while her arms were protecting elsewhere. It wasn't as hard as she could bear down, but she ground her heel in trying to add insult to injury.

Reina was certainly feeling the effects of that last move from the blonde, sprawled out on the mat with her arms protectively wrapped around her chest in an instinctive move to protect them from any further punishment Liz had in mind for them. Not that it did any good as the woman just went after her stomach instead, bringing a foot slamming down into her midsection. "Gawh!" Reina gasped as the foot came down, the air forced out of her lungs at a moment she really needed all the oxygen she could gulp down. One eye open, the other closed in pain, Reina gazed up at her attacker with more than a touch of venom to her glare as she hadn't missed what Liz had said right before stomping on her.

"Feeling big huh?" She grunted out as her hands grabbed hold of Liz's ankle and started to lift, struggling to push back against the weight Liz was putting onto that foot but inch by inch she was making progress.