Rough Sleepover - Karina vs Liberty ( For Acuya )

Karina felt like she was stuck between two bars, which compressed around her and were slowly but surely crushing her skull! At this rate that headache she was having right now was going to be the least of her problems as Liberty took completely control. She tried a few times, her hands squeezing into those thighs while her had difficult keeping herself on her feet.

It wasn't long before she could feel a pair of arms around her waist and a pair of huge tits pressing into her lower back, groaning as soon she was lifted up and rolled onto those shoulders, at the very least letting the cool air brush over her reddened face, spending that much time between a pair of killer thighs was never good for the temperature after all.

She braced herself for impact on the canvas.. Though Liberty went for something else as she was taken for a quick charge to the turnbuckle, something that she was not ready for as she was slammed hard into it, drawing a sharp cry from the long haired Fighter as she collapsed in a heap against the turnbuckle! The soft canvas wouldn't have hurt but this certainly left a sharp pain in her spine!

BOOM!

The sound of Karina hitting that buckle was a sweet one, music to Liberty’s ears. It wasn’t the first time she’d slammed a woman into the corner like that, but she couldn’t remember that last time it had that sort of impact, that sort of crushing force behind it. Hitting someone with real muscle and wieght to them, and not some frail paperweight of a wrestlers.

Shivers. Yeah. Shivers, up and down Liberty’s spine.

”Woo!” She yelped, bouncing up and down on the soft floor. She reached down and gave her fulsome foe a quick pat on the head and a wink to go along with it. ”Be right back.”

Liberty did an about face and dashed across the ring, kicking up steam with every step. She hit the opposite turnbuckle, then ran back with even more speed towards Karina, dashing at top speed, hurtling towards her, and turning around in the last second to slam her backside into the Beast’s face and hammer her skull into the pads.

Nasty. Destructive. Wouldn’t have it any other way.

Liberty had found a way to do quite some damage in this soft ring. While the canvas had been customized to make slams soft, the corners were still solid, which allowed for destructive results! Karina was a prime example as she was slammed into the corner, remaining on her rear while her back and head were throbbing from the newly found pain, which allowed Liberty some time to prepare, even patting the beast on her head before she resumed her assault, with the stunned Karina remaining on the corner.

This was bad, she wanted to move but the pain made her slow, knowing full well that this might turn ugly, which quickly became reality when Liberty came stampeding back towards her and before crashing into her, turned around and slammed that large rear right into her face, bashing her head back into the unforgiving pads! The slam was almost enough to knock Karina out, just barely clutching onto consciousness though the penalty was that she just couldn't be bothered to push Liberty away or even get up, her head was living in the pain zone right now!

Liberty hadn’t hit a scale in some time, but the last time she bothered, she was clocking in at a solid 180 pounds. Whatever ratio of that was fat and muscle wasn’t important. What mattered was that she had some real mass to work with, and while she was no sprinter, she could build up some decent acceleration if given half a chance. Combines those two and you got quite a lot of force.

As Karina would likely agree with. If she could from sentences.

The blow rocked the ring, as she took it all in the skull and got rocked against the pads, leaving her loopy and wide open. Enough so that Liberty could enact the final part of her plan. Her favorite part.

She bent over and hiked up her skirt, letting her full ass slide out of from underneath. Gleaming and glistening, she gave it a hearty smack, one that echoed around the room. ”Sweet dreams, Beastie.”

And with that, Liberty sat down. On Karina’s face. Letting all of her weight come down on her foe’s features, she leaned back against the pads and sighed, stretched out, waiting for the inevitable.

There was no way for Karina to actually defend herself after that heavy butt slam, which had left the former Rine just leaning into the corner for support, barely registering what was going on or what Liberty said. The slap to the woman's rear though did stir her some, noticing that glistening rear coming right down towards her and soon engulfed her face, shoving it between those cheeks with just a small, vibrating moan coming from Karina as a form of protest.

Her hands tried to push against Liberty's thigh as a show of resistance but there was barely any strength to give at that moment. She was lucky to not have been knocked unconscious by that slam but it seemed Liberty was content with the idea of using her ass to knock the longer haired fighter out, who simply squirmed and lightly pushed but finding no real answer for freedom, only the small movements that almost felt like Karina was nuzzling herself into that ass rather than trying to pull away!

Of all the faces Liberty had sat on in her time in the AFW, Karina’s had to be one of the best for it. She was up against some stiff competition - Odessa, Aisha, just to name the ones off the top of her head - but she was managing to edge them out.

Some of it was because this was the first time she’d fought someone who could give as good as she could get in this area. She’d tasted Karina, been knocked out by her, so things were already getting way past intimate.

But some of it was just the way that the Beast took it. That growling, that struggling, that fierce fighting. It made the whole experience so much better, really let her delve into and enjoy the moment. Taming a beast like this was a rare pleasure, and she wanted to savor it.

So she pressed down, leaned back, and let her full weight come crashing down on Karina’s features, robbing her of air, dominating her every breath. Taking it all away, not letting a wisp slip through. Grinding, sliding, humping, swiveling her hips to bang the Beast against the pads, until she finally, finally went to sleep.

When Liberty was sure that Karina had taken a little nap, she took a step forward, peeling her hot, sweaty skin off her foe’s face. She didn’t go far, though. Instead, she reached down, grabbed Karina by the ankles, and pulled her off the turnbuckle, just enough to let her head gently fall on the bed. After she took a quick moment to adjust her skirt once more, Liberty settled down and sat on the Beast’s face once more - not enough to cover her mouth and nose, though. Instead, she let her cheeks settle down on Karina’s eyes. Not hard. Not too much. Just to make sure that Karina came back to a world of steaming, smoldering darkness.

Hell for her. Heaven for Liberty.

There were things that Karina often dreaded would happen. She was never really good with handling smothers, though it also depended on the person who used them on her. Odessa was one of the few who dares to keep smothering and humiliating her though so at some point she gotten over her flustered state to dominate Odessa that same way. This kind of match encouraged such things and would provide worship to the part as a result and doing this with a stranger was going to be difficult. Liberty was a double-edged sword for her. On one hand she got a rough yet attractive opponent who would entertain and excite her ideas of both pleasure and pain, despite the ring type encouraging the more softer kind of combat. Heck just by glancing at Liberty the first time she knew it was going to be more than just simple play to excite people.

Right now though her attempts to overpower and outsmother Liberty went from a draw to the girl getting the lead over Karina, who's face was buried between sweaty butt cheeks and forced to release her last amounts of air in a vibrating moan as Liberty squashed her into the turnbuckle, giving her no air nor mercy, only the direct impact of humiliation and what was to come afterwards. She was a ragdoll for the woman once she had been smothered out, pulled from the corner and to a more flat location where Liberty could straddle her once more, giving her the ability to breathe again but not to see once she would wake up.

She began to groan after a bit, first shifting her legs before her hands would try to move to her face to rub it, only to be stopped by a pair of thick thighs. She wanted to open her eyes but all she could was darkness and a dramatic increase of temperature between the rest of her body and her face, her bare breasts lightly bouncing from her own shifting and squirming once she was more awake, then began to realize what had happened for her to end up like this and only one word was given to have Liberty confirm that Karina had awakened. " ..Fuck.. "

For a moment, Liberty was honestly worried that she might’ve went a little too far with the smothering. It was all fun and games, yeah - hot, rough fun and games - but there was still a clear element of danger to the whole thing. After all, while being smothered out under someone’s hot, sweaty ass was a sexual thing, it was still smothering. It could still kill someone, or at least do real, lasting damage. As much as Liberty liked to fight, she wasn’t out to wreck anyone’s life. Most of all a rare woman like Karina, who she was kind of coming to respect. And lust after.

Respectful lust. Hm.

Her fears were assuaged when Karina began to stir, showing some signs of restoring life, and her smile widened as the squirming started and her favorite word in the English language came from Karina’s lips.

”’Fuck’ is right.” Liberty reached over with both hands and cupped her foe’s bouncing breasts, gently massaging one between her fingers while she gave the other a hard, crushing squeeze. ”No more talking, though. You know what to do with that tongue.” She gave Liberty’s nose a quick bounce, just for effect.

Fortunate for both of them was that Karina had quite the hard head, not to mention that she had been smothered plenty of time in the past that she had gotten used to such outcomes. It didn't mean the end of the match but certainly was a going to be another minute of humiliation for Karina, who shifted and arched her lower body from the floor when Liberty took a hold of those bare tits and squeezed them hard enough to reward her with a sharp groan into her ass!

Her hands would come up to Liberty's thighs, giving both a firm squeeze of her own before she responded. " ..Enjoy it while it lasts.. " She would pull those hips downwards, starting to position Liberty so that ass was directly on her lips and nose before she would begin to shower it with a few kisses, even dragging her tongue along those cheeks to give Liberty the worshiping she had earned. Off course she was a little rough as well, snapping her teeth around certain pieces of flesh and bite down on it enough to cause some pain, but also plenty of sensation to go along with it. She wasn't a sore loser about it, just giving Liberty back what she had given Karina's tits the same way.

True to her word, Karina went the match requirements and got to work, peppering Liberty’s ass with kisses. It occurred to her this was, probably, the first time her butt had been properly worshipped, at least since her time with Odessa, and it was definitely something she could get used to - she was accustomed to smothering people out with it, not having worship put back on it. She bit her lip as the kisses came, savored in those sweet sensations, gave a few wiggles of approval.

Of course, as with everything Karina-related, there was some violence peppered in. Bites. Spark of pain. Cute, and Liberty appreciated that, but…

”Less teeth, more tongue.” And to drill the point home, Liberty started to pump her hips back and forth, slamming her cheeks into her Karina’s face with a few powerful through, letting her sweaty ass slap it about. Nothing too hard, but she wanted to drive the point home: she was in control now, and she’d get what she wanted.

Plus, it was just plain fun.