Friend or Foe? [Tiefblau]

Belinda groaned as Cheryl's strong thighs squeezed upon her blond head, causing her to feel a fair bit of discomfort and pain, She was quick to try and find her way free from the purple haired woman's strong legs. Yet, as she tried to do so, it looked as if Cheryl had other plans for Belinda. As those hands of her rival reach forward and grabbed at her tight yoga shorts, grabbing on them and yanking upwards.

The Swede was treated to one hell of a wedgie as she was forced to tippy toe, her rear up into the air as she clawed and pounded at Cheryl's juicy thighs, gasping out in pain and discomfort.

Cheryl laughed out loud at the sight of what she just did, unable to hold back how much she was loving her own methods. She shook her head, exagerrating to the point of motioning as if she was wiping the tears from her eyes with her laughter. "Ahh too good! Your butt looks even bigger like this! Here I thought that was impossible!" She said teasingly before feeling that clawing and pounding getting more and more to her, her thighs starting to feel a little sore from the treatment she was getting.

She let out a slight little huff, bringing her hands down to push Belinda out from between her thighs. Right when she did though, she thrust her knee up, attempting to slam it up into Belinda's chest.

Belinda's head was starting to hurt, those strong thighs of Cheryl was really putting a hurt on her. Yet, she was starting to feel Cheryl ease up, as she kept struggling, pounding and hitting on the woman's thighs until she finally found a bit of freedom.

The second that her head was freed from the purple haired woman's legs, she quickly tried to pull it away from Cheryl, but her rival was quick to throw a hard knee strike up into Belinda's chest. " Guuh!" the Swede cried out as she was forced to back away from Cheryl, still doubled over...and coughing out from the lack of air in her lungs.

Cheryl watched pleased as her knee was able to connect with the girl's chest, this little spar going entirely in her way it seemed. She was brimming with excitement for how well this was going for her at the moment, but she knew she couldn't just celebrate without moving in. She nod her head, taking another step in as she watched Belinda double back like that. She wasn't about to let her breathe, keeping on her as she advanced.

She went to grip at the girl's hair again, trying to pull her right back in towards the center. She did this so she could pull her head in under her arm, trying to lift her up and over her, attempting to slam her back down hard onto the mat with a suplex.

Belinda backed up, trying to regain her breath as she had just taken a nasty knee right into her abs, causing her to double over. Yet it looked as if Cheryl wasn't about to let her get a moment to breathe. Feeling that hold on her hair as it was tightly gripped, she felt how she was pulled right in towards the center of the ring.

That head of hers was pulled in under Cheryl's armpit and then she was lifted up into the air! Held there for but a moment before she was thrown down harshly onto the canvas! Body flopping up after being slammed into the mat, grunting out upon impact!

Cheryl let out a small little grunt as she lifted her up and slammed her down with that suplex. She sat up right after, dusting her hands off a little, clearly enjoying her handiwork so far. She was taking Belinda down, enjoying full well this turnaround from how their match went. She wiggled around just slightly with how pleased she was, spinning herself around to get on her hands and knees, crawling over to her where her face was right above hers.

"Belinda. How's this one working out for you? Let me show you a little something too" She let out, gripping her wrists, trying to keep them on the mat before pushing herself forward, trying to shove her breasts into her face for a smother hold, wanting to humiliate her nice and good!

Belinda groaned out as she was down on her back, shaking her head a little as she was about to push herself up to her knees, but before she could do so, Cheryl grabbed a hold of her wrists and looked down at her. Hearing the words of her rival, Belinda was pretty sure she knew what Cheryl was planning on doing.

Feeling her press her weight down and lower her breasts onto the face of the Swede, Belinda barley having time to turn her head to the side, but with how sizable the chest of Cheryl was it didn't help much as she was pushed back into those tits. The Breast Smother locked in and Belinda would start to kick around with her legs, struggling underneath her purple haired rival.

Cheryl laughed aloud as she felt the girl struggling beneath her, her movements making her breasts smoosh and move side to side, a bit of a pleasure filled feeling for Cheryl that she was trying her best to suppress, needing to keep her mind in just pinning her down like this. She couldn't shake the grin from her face, moving with Belinda to keep her as firmly in her position as much as she could, not wanting to give up this humiliation.

"That! That is a chest that you could only dream of having! Enjoy it on your face not letting you breathe! And then! Then you can just let out how much you knooow yours can't compare!" Cheryl was enjoying herself a little past the whole humiliation she had to admit. This fuel of a bit of a rivalry that she had with Belinda, just wanting to make the girl admit how much better she was..it was thrilling.

Belinda moaned out into those breasts as she was stuck underneath them, and with it she would try and kick and struggle, shifting from left to right and try and do what she could. She could sort of hear what Cheryl was saying but she was getting the point no doubt! The lovely purple haired woman was without a doubt, She was being pretty much a rival!

The Swede would kick her legs a but more, as she would try and press her feet down against the mat, as she would try and arch up! Looking to arch and fold them over onto their side so she could try and pull her head out and get some air back in her lungs!

Cheryl was struggling to keep Belinda in place, her squirms doing quite well in making it difficult for Cheryl to keep this up. She clicked her tongue in frustration, slamming her own foot into the mat in her anger of how much trouble that Belinda was giving her at the moment.

"Would you just..stop!" She yelled out before that arch. She was forced off her, grunting just slightly as they ended up on their sides, Belinda finally able to escape the smother hold that Cheryl had her locked in. "Tch..and here I thought that maybe you wouldn't mind taking your time and enjoying yourself under there!" She let out, pushing herself up onto her knees, gripping Belinda's wrist and trying to pull at her to yank her up.