Mariko Ishii vs Priscilla Haynes

Priscilla did a fine enough job of keeping a decent poker face in spite of Mariko’s teasing. The only thing that gave her away was the stutter in her voice. If there really was no truth to the Japanese vixen’s words, surely Priscilla’s rebuttal would have sounded perfectly natural. But her words were clearly forced, like she was trying to convince herself just as much as Mariko. It just made her giggle with amusement.

She took her foe down with the monkey flip, but while rolling backward was a tad surprised to find Priscilla was gone, having rolled aside just in the nick of time. Mariko came down on the mat, landing right beside her opponent and in the exact same position. She’d failed to pin the crafty girl down, but might still be able to make something out of this. Quickly shifting toward Priscilla, Mariko shot both legs out and attempted to clamp them down against the other woman’s midsection so she could squeeze her with a bodyscissor!

Priscilla tried to roll herself over as soon as she landed on her back, knowing that Mariko would take advantage of this if she remained idle on the mat. Still, her opponent was a crafty opponent as she immediately went down and shot out both of her legs, wrapping them around Priscilla's midsection, trapping her into a bodyscissor.

"Hukhhh!!"

Priscilla's eyes widened as her midsection was squeezed by those legs of her opponent. Knowing that she might end up suffering in the hold, the Welsh wrestler would try to escape the hold, bringing her hands onto her opponent's legs, looking to unwrap those legs from around her midsection, though no one could tell the effectiveness of her action.

“Gotcha,” Mariko said in a playful tone as her thighs closed around Priscilla’s midsection and started squeezing. When her foe’s hands came up to try to untangle her legs, she first responded by doubling down on the pressure, hoping a fresh dose of pain would be a nice temporary distraction.

Speaking of distractions, Mariko had quite a nice view of Priscilla’s backside from this position. She licked her lips, and gently ran a hand over her foe’s shapely rear. “Mmm~ You really do have an amazing ass, you know that?” Then she raised brought her hand up, only to bring it down and spank Priscilla! And of course all the while, her legs continued to squeeze the woman’s midsection while trying to resist the pull of her hands.

As Priscilla tried to pry those legs off her midsection, Mariko responded by tightening the hold, making it more painful than before. She grimaced, trying hard to endure the hold, and it was overall an unpleasant experience for the elegant wrestler. As she struggled to get those legs off of her, she suddenly took a spank on her backside, and her eyes widened as she yelped in surprise.

"Uahh!!!"

The spank distracted her from her effort to pry those legs, and this left her helpless in the hold. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to endure the hold some more. Hopefully, she was able to find an opening that she could use to escape this hold, or else she might end up in a more compromising position.

Mariko giggled in delight at Priscilla's reaction. As much as her foe seemed to dislike her predicament, Mariko was thoroughly enjoying it. But, she knew there was much more fun she could have. A more compromising position, as Priscilla likely feared, was just what the Japanese vixen had in mind.

Loosening her scissor hold, Mariko scooted herself in toward Priscilla, trying to use her legs framing the woman push and roll her onto her back with Mariko astride her belly. From there she'd try to grab her foe's wrists to restrain them.

"Would you like me to show you some fun things you can do with your ass in the ring?" she asked, teasing tone once again coating her words while she'd then begin to grind her own butt right into Priscilla's stomach.

Priscilla struggled to endure the hold, hoping that she could find an opening that she could use to escape. But then, Mariko decided to loosen the scissor, which caught her off-guard, allowing the Japanese vixen to start moving, and before she knew it, Priscilla found herself on her back, with her opponent already upon her, her wrists restrained.

"W-wha...?!" Priscilla blushed as she was teased by her opponent some more with her opponent grinding her ass against her stomach. Such a sensation was too much for her to handle, though she would remain defiant to her opponent as she glared at her, though the effect of her glare was diminished by her reddened cheeks.

"H-have... h-have you no s-shame?!"

“Why? I’ve nothing to be ashamed of,” Mariko replied, smiling down at the beautiful woman beneath her. “And neither do you.” She was partly teasing Priscilla for being so clearly flustered by all of this, but she did mean what she said. Just as Mariko saw no issue with incorporating sensuality to gain an edge in a match, she also believed there was also nothing wrong with Priscilla enjoying it to some degree.

Priscilla hadn’t answered her question with either a yes or no, so Mariko made the decision for her instead. And without any further teasing or warning, she suddenly and quickly shifted forward up Priscilla’s body. If she failed to stop her in that moment, Mariko would sit directly on her foe’s face!

Priscilla was embarrassed by this whole thing, and she somehow got a feeling that this might be intentionally done by her opponent to make it difficult for her to fight. Due to her embarrassment, Priscilla couldn't fight back, and she remained underneath her opponent, who then decided to shift her position, moving up from her stomach to her face, doing a facesitting.

"Mmmmmh..." Priscilla found herself unable to breathe as a result, and with Mariko's backside covering the entirety of her face, she was starting to panic, and could only flail and struggle underneath her opponent, who was free to do whatever she wanted to her. Meanwhile, the crowd was loving the whole thing as they cheered and catcalled.

There was, admittedly, a small vain bit of Mariko that enjoyed the crowd’s approval. But that said, they were an almost insignificant factor to her. Whether they cheered or booed her, she could hardly care less. The only person in this building Mariko cared about tonight was the gorgeous Welsh woman whose pretty face she was currently sitting on.

“Mmmm, indeed~” Mariko purred with a giggle, wiggling her ass teasingly on Priscilla’s face. She kept a tight focus on her balance, adjusting as necessary to keep her perch and combat the thrashing efforts of the woman under her. “I know this is probably embarrassing for you right now. But if you bear with it for a bit, I think you’ll be surprised by what you learn. For example, I’m guessing you probably didn’t consider a facesit a legitimate hold before tonight. But it doesn’t have to just be a hentai thing, you know. I’m not trying to fuck your face to an orgasm. Like this, it’s a great way to wear down your opponent and drain their air supply. And with an ass like yours, I bet you could probably smother people into submission from a position like this pretty easily. Hell, I wouldn’t mind if you gave it a try on me sometime~”

Giggling again, she reached one hand back and began to fondle Priscilla’s breast while she grinned down at the woman. Mariko wasn’t lying or exaggerating about the practical effects of a facesit smother outside of hentai settings, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t have her fun with it too. “I’m not going to go easy on you. You’re going to have to get out of this yourself, or I’ll just smother and tease you until you’re out cold down there.” Again she meant everything she said, but Mariko did hope to motivate Priscilla enough to find a way to escape. She still hoped to get a first person perspective of her foe’s grappling prowess.

And, she was curious as to whether Priscilla would eventually take Mariko’s advice about making more practical use of her “assets.”

With Priscilla was being smothered by Mariko's ample butt, she was having quite a bad time. Then, she had to hear what Mariko had to say, though considering that her face was covered by quite a nice ass, she was unable to respond to her words. When Mariko reached back to fondle her breasts, she began squirming and started rubbing her thighs together. Things definitely didn't look good for the Wild Rose.

Knowing that she had no other choice but to try escaping, Mariko would try to reach up, hoping to make Mariko pay for what she was doing by grabbing onto her breasts. But due to her position, she wouldn't be able to reach those as she would only be able to grab onto the sides of the other woman instead. Still, she would try to make use of this by attempting to throw Mariko off of her so that she could finally breathe properly.