Mariko Ishii vs Priscilla Haynes

Mariko quite liked the look on Priscilla’s face. It was as if her face had become stuck in the initial expression of pain that had come when she landed on the mat, though she suspected it was as much due to surprise as pain. Even at this point, it still seemed Priscilla’s perception of Mariko and her abilities hadn’t changed any. Amusing, but that was going to cost her greatly.

Quickly moving over her downed opponent, Mariko moved a leg over Priscilla’s head to briefly straddle herself over the woman’s neck while facing her feet. Then she put her hands on the mat and leaned forward while coiling her legs around Priscilla’s head and neck, seeking to lock her in a nice and tight reverse headscissor!

Priscilla was still on the mat, confused and in pain after what Mariko had done to her. This allowed Mariko to continue with her offense as she moved herself over Priscilla's downed body, briefly straddling on her neck, facing away from her. Then, Mariko coiled her legs around Priscilla's head and neck while placing her hands on the mat, putting her into a reverse headscissor.

"Hrghhh...!!!" Priscilla was trapped underneath Mariko, with her legs coiled around her neck. She also ended up looking at her opponent's butt and crotch, and she was flustered, sputtering as she found herself in this position. Still, due to her condition, she couldn't do much other than struggling and squirming underneath her opponent. "L-let me go!!"

Mariko couldn’t help but giggle once Priscilla began to struggle and writhe beneath her. She continued to squeeze against her foe’s head and neck with the tight scissor hold, very much enjoying the feeling of holding the pretty woman in this position. Glancing back over her shoulder at the reddening face trapped between her thighs, Mariko shot her a playful grin.

“Enjoying the view back there?” she teased, wiggling her hips a bit to shake her butt right in front of Priscilla’s face. Then Mariko eased the pressure of her hold just slightly, not so much as to give her room to slip out, but just enough to alleviate some of the pain she had been inflicting.

“I’m going to give you to the count of ten. If you don’t find a way out of this by then, I’m going to sit on your face again~” And with that she suddenly cranked the pressure of the scissor hold right back up again, and started her count. “One… Two..."

Priscilla squirmed and struggled as she was trapped by Mariko's legs, left flustered by her own situation as well as the way Mariko was trapping her. She tried her best to make it difficult for her opponent to maintain the hold, but at the moment, she had no real way to escape this situation, and she knew that if she couldn't get out of this, her opponent would then make it even worse for her.

"Hnghhhhh... ngghahhh..."

Priscilla moaned as she felt Mariko cranking up the pressure in the scissor. She gasped, unable to come up with a plan to escape, and despite her best effort, it seemed that she would remain trapped in there, and she wouldn't be able to stop Mariko from sitting on her face after this.

“Three… Four… Five…” Mariko continued to count while her legs squeezed Priscilla’s head and neck between them. She could feel her beautiful foe struggle desperately, but her efforts didn’t seem to make any progress in helping her escape from the crushing hold she was firmly trapped in.

“Six…”

She eased the pressure once more, allowing Priscilla to take in some air she’d likely be desperate for. It typically wouldn’t have taken much more effort to knock a person out cold from that position. But Mariko wasn’t interested in putting Priscilla to sleep. She was interested in winning this little challenge and then using her opponent’s face as her personal seat again.

Once she felt fairly sure Priscilla had enough air to get her through the rest of the count, Mariko began to pour on the squeeze once more. “Seven~” she counted, practically singing the number out. Clearly she was confident that if Priscilla hadn’t been able to escape by now, the last few seconds would come and go just as easily. The trapped woman’s window was rapidly closing. And if she couldn’t escape now, Mariko would be more than willing to deliver on her promise to sit on Priscilla’s face again.

Priscila was having a bad time at the moment as she was being subjected to the headscissor by her opponent. She gasped and wheezed, struggling futilely. But then, Mariko decided to loosen the hold a little, which didn't really help Priscilla in her effort to break free, but at the very least, would allow her to take in some precious air. But, as she sucked in as much air as possible, she felt that the headscissor began to tighten again, and she once again deprived of air.

"Hkkhhh!! Mggkhhhh!!!"

It was clear now that Mariko was toying with Priscilla, and despite her effort to break free, she remained trapped in the hold, with her having trouble to find a way out.

“Eight…”

It was clear at this point Priscilla had neither the leverage or the brute strength to force her way out of Mariko’s headscissor. And the ropes were much too far out of reach to be of any help to her either. Squirm as she might, it was going to take more than that to pry herself free from the clutches of the Japanese beauty.

“Nine….”

Continuing to count was essentially a formality at this point. They both knew Priscilla wasn’t going anywhere. But she still wanted to give her foe every bit of the time she had promised her. And beyond that, reaching the height of the count created a moment of suspense, like reaching the peak of a hill on a roller coaster and waiting for the inevitable drop. More than enjoying her own perspective of the moment, Mariko grinned over her shoulder to look at her trapped foe, and licked her lips.

“Ten~”

And then just as she promised, Mariko released the scissor hold only to push herself upright, looking to quickly plant her rear directly on Priscilla’s pretty face!

Priscilla remained trapped in the hold, and it was clear now that she had no way to escape this predicament. And then, Mariko counted up to ten, and Priscilla realized what her opponent was about to do next. Mariko released her from the headscissor, only to quickly plant her backside right onto her face.

"Mmmmmphhhhhhh!!!"

Priscilla squirmed in panic, her weakened state preventing her from unseating Mariko from her face. It was such a humiliating experience, and there was nothing she could do to stop whatever Mariko had in her mind. She couldn't breathe as her face was engulfed by her opponent's ass.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmm~” Mariko hummed as she sat on Priscilla’s face, teasingly drawing it out to match the time and length of her foe’s muffled yell, then giggling lightly after. She wiggled her hips a bit, briefly shaking her butt on the face of her pinned adversary while she made herself comfortable on her perch.

“Enjoying yourself down there?” she asked, while bringing her hands to rest on Priscilla’s large breasts. Her fingers began to gently rub and caress the soft mounts. “I mentioned you’ve got a great ass, but really you have excellent curves all around. A gorgeous body like your is perfect for smothering. You really should consider giving it a try, especially now that you’ve got a taste for how effective it can be,” she said, wiggling her butt on Priscilla’s face again to emphasize the point.

Priscilla still remained underneath Mariko's ass as her face was sat on by her, and now, Mariko decided to play with her body, bringing her hands onto her plump breasts. "Mmmmpphhhhh!!" Feeling Mariko's hands on her breasts, Priscilla tried to struggle, but it was to no avail. There was nothing she could do to stop her opponent from molesting her now, and with her opponent's ass covering her face, Priscilla was unable to breathe.

As she struggled, Priscilla stomped her feet on the canvas, still showing her defiance, however weak it was. She was desperate in her struggle, wanting her opponent to get herself off of her so that she could finally breathe properly again. Having her breasts rubbed like that certainly didn't help her case either, as she had no real way of stopping Mariko from continuing to molest her like that. "Mmmphhhhh!! Mmmmmphhhh!!"