Mud Wrestling: Ichika vs Yvette

Ichika lunged at Yvette like a madwoman as she crashed into her opponent, their muddy bodies smacking into each other for a loud wet smack before driving Yvette down into the mud for another splash in the mud as the crowd continued to cheer at the messy action between the two mud covered girls as Ichika laid on top of her smaller opponent. She smiled as she squeezed on the French girl, mashing their chests together as her much larger breasts overwhelmed the smaller pair and forced them back into their chest as Yvette's legs shot out of the mud, wrapping tight around Ichika's body as the strong and slender legs made Ichika's features twist in discomfort.

Ichika had little idea how a slender girl could have so much power in her legs, cutting into her sides as she took a sharp intake of air as she retaliated by squeezing harder around Yvette. It was a battle of attrition at this point, both girls having powerful crushing locks on one another as breasts mashed against each other and pelvis grounded into one another as Ichika's teeth gritted tightly to try and preserve longer than Yvette!

But then Yvette took a hold of Ichika's hair on the back of her head as her eyes widened before snapping shut as she let out a cry of pain, the shorter hair meant that her hair had less give than longer hairs as she was forced to arch back, her grip over Yvette weakening and chest rising off of Yvette! "Ah! Fu-fucking bitch!"

Pulling Ichika's head back relieved a little pressure off of Yvette's chest, allowing the French girl to take a few deeper breaths. Even so, her lungs burned and her muscles tired. She focused her strength on her arms and legs, desperately trying to wear Ichika down with the body scissor and the hairpulling. It was plain for all to see though that Yvette was getting slowly ground into the mud, struggling to get Ichika off of her.

Yvette knew it was only a matter of time before Ichika wore down the last of her energy and pinned her. She had no doubt that her opponent was furious at her, and remembered that the punishment for losing this match was to get fucked in the mud in front of the audience. Ichika wouldn't have any mercy on her as well, Yvette thought, not after all that had already happened.

That thought was enough to inspire a burst of energy in the French girl. "Get off!" Yvette cried, twisting her body to the side to try and flip the both of them over once again so she was on top. Yvette hoped that this would be enough, Ichika had to be tired as well, and if she managed to turn the tides here she might still have a chance to win. If she failed though... Yvette knew she didn't have enough energy to push Ichika off again.

Ichika was hoping that she could force Yvette into a submissive state and then have her way with her as she gathered her energy. Their non stop tussling in the mud of all things was wearing her out, more so than usual with the heavy mud clogging down her body. Growling as she fought back against Yvette's pull, trying her best to weigh down with her naked body. Despite her angry and abrasive personality, Ichika couldn't help but (inwardly) admit that she was getting turned on with all of the grinding and rubbing the two of them were doing with their naked bodies.

It made her all the more motivated to win to let loose all of that pent up sexual aggression on Yvette and fuck her silly in front of all of these people. But that was slipping away from her, feeling Yvette push into her body as she was forcing Ichika to tip over, her eyes widening as she could see victory slipping from her grasp, on her back in her tired state, she wasn't sure if she was going to be able to come back from a powerful body scissors with Yvette on top!

Growling out, Ichika brought her hand up from wrapped around Yvette and planted right into Yvette's face as she let out an angry roar. "Get! DOWN!" she screamed out as she shoved with all of her weight, pushing down on Yvette's face to try and slam her back down into the mud and punctuate her dominance!

That last burst of strength was working, Yvette thought, as she began to force Ichika off her body. Ichika was struggling hard though, resisting being tipped over with all her might, pushing down with her entire weight against Yvette's slender body to crush her into the mud. The French girl couldn't breathe anymore, she had to force Ichika off.

But as Ichika slipped to the side, the heel had one last desperate response of her own. "Mmph!" Yvette grunted when Ichika shoved her face back, her dirty hand smearing mud all over the French girl's pretty face as she shoved Yvette backwards. It was a move that surprised Yvette, who was not expecting such an aggressive counter. It broke her concentration and her strength, slamming her head back into the mud, allowing Ichika to roll firmly back on top.

Yvette's head was swimming from lack of air and getting her head jolted so aggressively. The French girl's legs loosened, then slid down to Ichika's sides. Her hands, though they still gripped Ichika's hair, stopped pulling back as hard as Yvette just couldn't muster the strength anymore.

Yvette hadn't given up yet though. She gathered what little strength she had left, planted both her feet, and bucked upwards. She hoped that would unseat Ichika, but in her current condition would she even be able to move the bigger and stronger woman at all?

A growl left Ichika's mouth as the French girl pressed up against her, shoving her body into hers as she attempted to rise up as the crowd cheered her on, enthralled by her gusty performance to push back against the bigger woman. She was not intent on letting her rally the crowd behind her and mount an impressive comeback, she refused to let such a nonsensical idea float around anyone's head as she stamped out that idea in a literal sense as she slammed Yvette's head into the mud with ferocity! Mud splashed upwards as Ichika continued pushing Yvette's face into the mud, rising above over her muddy foe as she looked down at the pinned girl even as her hair was being tugged at.

The hair pulling didn't have the same strength behind it and Ichika knew that now was the time to take full control of this match! She would lean down again into Yvette, mashing her breasts against the smaller pair once more with her face mere inches away from Yvette's face as she lifted her hips, twisting to her right as her right leg rose high up into the air. A devious and cruel smile curled on her lips as her eyes focused on Yvette's face, waiting to watch her expression for what was coming next!

With cruelty and sadistic excitement, Ichika swung her leg down as she tried to ram her thigh right into the crotch of Yvette!

"Ngha!" Yvette gasped as Ichika shoved her head back hard, slamming her back into the surface of the mud with authority, stopping her bucking and all her resistance by crushing her down. The French girl still squirmed, not wanting to admit defeat, still struggling even though she knew she didn't have the strength to overcome Ichika anymore. The powerful heel used her entire body to keep Yvette down, pushing on her breasts and belly and keeping her pinned no matter how much Yvette squirmed.

Yvette then noticed Ichika shifting her weight. She thought she had a chance, planting her feet to try and buck up once more. That dream was shattered before she even had a chance, as Ichika's knee smashed head on into her unprotected sex!

"AhhhhhAHHHH!" Yvette let out a scream of pain. Ichika held nothing back, smashing the poor French girl's pussy harder than she had ever been hit (or so it felt). Yvette's eyes watered, she wanted to curl up and nurse her aching sex, but Ichika forcefully held her down and kept her from moving. So the French girl finally settled down, paralyzed by her own agony, her struggled ceasing as she whimpered in pain.

The crowd let out gasps and groans of pain for Yvette as they watched Ichika cruelly slamming her knee down into Yvette's crotch! The sadistic hit brought a smile to Ichika's face watching Yvette's face break into agony as her cries of pain filled her ears as Yvette sunk into the mud, her body crumpling and curling up to protect her battered sex as Ichika rose up onto her knees, mud rolling off of her skin as she knee stood over Yvette, taking exceptionally glee in watching her writhe in pain.

"That's what you get!" she screamed out at Yvette, still talking trashing even as her opponent was in a great deal of pain as she rose to her feet, mud dripping off of her body as she was covered from head to toe in the wet Earth as she reached down, planting a hand on Yvette's shoulder to forcibly shove her back onto her back and open up her body as her eyes were right back on the exposed chest of the French girl, shooting her claws down to clamp down on the tits and squeezed tightly.

Looking to dish out as much pain in every move she took, Ichika pulled on the breasts, trying to haul Yvette to her feet with her tit claws acting as motivators to follow along without resistance as she force Yvette to stand in front of her as Ichika's smirking face would bask in her handiwork. "Such a nice face for you." she condescendingly spoke to Yvette before her smirk would slowly twist into a scowl, "Especially with all the trouble you gave me." she hissed out before sinking low and spreading her legs, attempting to lift Yvette up into the air by her breasts!

Her opponent would not stay up there for long however as Ichika would quickly change the moment, looking to throw Yvette right back down into the mud for a breast grab slam!

As Ichika got up, her mud-covered body dripping down on Yvette's broken form, the French girl curled up into a ball, her hands going down to sooth her aching pussy. She didn't have long to rest as Ichika shoved her onto her back, forcefully opening her defenseless body up again for more punishment. Before Yvette could out up any defense, she felt her small breasts grabbed roughly by Ichika, the angry heel's fingers digging deep into the flesh of her small mammaires to crush the milk glands underneath. That made Yvette scream in pain again, tears running down her face as her breasts got tortured.

But that was only the beginning, as Ichika hoisted her up using the grip on her tits! Yvette grabbed Ichika's wrists, at first trying to pry the hands off, but as Ichika lifted her up that grip became the only relief from having her tits ripped off her body! Once she was standing, she thought the torture would stop, but Ichika went one step further.

"Eeeeyaaaahhhhh!" Yvette screamed as Ichika lifted her off her feet by her breasts, holding her in the air by only gripping her chest! The agony was almost enough to make Yvette blank out, Yvette had taken punishment before, but never anything like this. Her breasts were squashed shapeless within Ichika's hands, again the only relief coming from the grip she had on Ichika's wrists, otherwise this time her breasts would have been ripped off. The crowd, seeing this sight, let out wild whoops and cheers. They never thought they would see a slender beauty with small breasts like Yvette be tortured in such a hold!

And then came the finale, as Ichika slammed Yvette back down into the mud, creating a huge splash to rival the one from the powerbomb moments before. That knocked all the wind out of Yvette's body. The French girl flopped into the mud, stunned from her fall and barely conscious from the punishing attack. The only sounds she made were little whimpers of pain, as nasty bruises formed on her breasts in the shape of Ichika's fingers.

There was nothing more sweeter to Ichika than holding up a girl by her breasts, it took a lot of effort and strain but watching her opponent's pained reactions made it all the more satisfying especially the ones that Yvette was making. Watching her kick and scream as mud flew off of her body, Ichika couldn't hold up her opponent for as long as she wanted but she did enough as she took a step forward and flung down the French with all her might, slamming her into the mud once more with another large splash shooting up around her on impact.

Panting and smiling as she admired her own handiwork as Yvette was barely moving from the slam, Ichika would drop onto her knees as she planted her hands on Yvette's breasts, crushing them once more as she leaned all of her weight into them as she straightened herself up, looking down on Yvette's face as she squeezed on the breasts again while trying to think what to do next to finish off the French.

Another sadistic smile curled on her face as she figured out what she wanted to do, slipping her hands off of Yvette as she dropped down chest to chest once again, wrapping her arms around Yvette's body and head as she slung Yvette's arm over her head and wedged her neck in the armpit of her opponent, locking her hands behind the neck of her opponent as she went for an Arm Triangle!

After the breast torture, Yvette hoped Ichika was done. She lost her will to keep on fighting, worried that if she kept going Ichika would do something that would cause permanent damage. That last attack crushed Yvette's small breasts so badly the French girl wondered if her breasts were really going to be OK. She was concerned about self-preservation at this point, not about trying to fight and win.

But the match was not over, as Ichika dropped down to her knees and grabbed Yvette's sore breasts once more, eliciting a sharp cry of pain from the French girl. The sadistic heel continued to mash and squeeze Yvette's already sore breasts, sending waves of agony through the poor French girl's body. The worst part was how it simultaneously felt good to be so roughly handled. Yvette was a painslut after all, and the pain turned her on.

That didn't last long though, as Ichika transitioned into her next hold. With the weight of Ichika's body pressing down on her, Yvette couldn't make any escape as her arm got pulled back and her air cut off once more as Ichika locked in her arm triangle! Yvette struggled weakly, squirming underneath Ichika as she tried to free her neck and get a tiny bit of air. But Ichika had her held tight. She grit her teeth and closed her eyes, gathering what was left of her strength to try and buck upwards to break the hold. But did she have enough strength at this point in the match?