Locked in here with you: Origa Xenia VS Akane Saito

In any other case this match probably would have ended by now. Origa outmatched Akane in about every way, she was bigger, she was stronger, and any attack Akane might have made probably would have merely bounced off of the tanned giants body with little to no effect. But those in the crowd that saw the amazons other matches knew that such a juggernaut as Origa had one large, glaring weakness. Pleasure.

The moment that Akane used her escape to shift to pleasure is when things began to drastically turn around for the tanned amazon. Something as simple as Akane bumping and grinding her front against Origa’s was enough to make the amazon weaken her hold and soon enough the smaller pinkette was able to use that advantage to put the amazon in the position she was in now. Her body bucking and twitching in the throes of her climax.

Origa let out a soft coo as she felt Akane remove her fingers from her sensitive sex. Her hips still bucked every now and then from some climactic aftershocks and her eyes were glassy and dazed. If Akane wanted to she could begin scaling the cage walls and make significant progress before Origa realized what was happening, or even pin her and have a large chance of the amazon not being able to kick out. But the tiny pinkette did neither of those things and instead climbed off of the amazons body after leaving a kiss on her lips.

Origa wasn’t given enough time to ponder what to do as she felt Akane grab her hair and shoulder and slowly tug her to her knees. As Origa made it up she felt Akane’s arm wrap around her neck and pull her backwards while forcing her naked chest to thrust forward. Origa’s arms immediately went to try and escape from the dragon sleeper she was put in but Akane’s grope on her tanned breasts soon had the amazon divide the work. Now one arm was grasping at Akane’s arm around her neck while the other latched onto the pinkettes wrist of her groping hand and tried to weakly pull it away. All the while low gasps and moans were escaping her lips.

Under any other circumstance, Origa could have easily pried Akane off of her. The difference in their strength was so fast all one needed to do was look at the difference in there size to see it. Yet, once again the slender pinkette had the giant beast under her full control. The rookie sured up her footing, finding a happy medium between supporting the larger woman's weight and keeping her own grip. With slow and steady Akane's, her arm constricting around the larger woman's neck was tightening, tucking her chin future back to stare glassy eyed at the ceiling while Akane focused on draining every last ounce of strength the giant had while she could easily exploit her weaknesses.

"I got you again, huh?" The pink haired girl giggled, beaming with pride at just how good she was doing. She wasn't selfish though, paying forward her happiness by giving the large woman a loving grope, circling her palm over one of her still stiffened nipples. She was in no hurry to change their positioning, casually playing with the other woman until Origa's legs might have started to give out. Only then would she abandon the standing sleeper, worried she would be unable to hold her opponent up if she went limp.

Akane reached her hand down past Origa's chest, grasping the lip of the woman's shorts tightly. With a grunt, the small girl threw her weight backwards, attempting to drag Origa to the mat and spoke the top of her head into the canvas with a DDT. She wouldn't left her hold drop though, tucking her arm back to maintain the dragon sleeper as she sat up, kicking her legs spread to try and wrap them around the larger woman's body. With two holds locked in, she used both of her arms to cinched in the sleeper, focusing on choking the other woman out completely. With no escape through rope break or tapping, she hoped she had weakness the giant enough to succumb to her holds.

It was almost comical in a way seeing such a smaller girl trap the giant in a hold like this. Usually Origa would have been able to throw Akane off with little to no effort considering the large gap in strength between the two. But that orgasm and the constant stimulation of her breasts drained The tanned amazon of her strength faster than any other attack would. Origa could only pry at both the arm at her neck and the hand on her chest as she was pulled back even further.

“Nghmm. Mmmm!” the amazon moaned and gasped as her cut off oxygen began to run low and her pleasure seemed to rise as she felt the pinkettes dainty hand press and rub against her erect nipple. Origa could feel her body starting to turn to jelly as the myriad of sensations began to overwhelm her. But she didn’t lose focus entirely and held out hope that an opening would occur.

Her hope paid off as Origa felt Akane’s hand leave her sensitive breasts to travel down her body and grab at the lip of her wrestling shorts. Knowing that she wouldn’t have a chance like this if she waited Origa took the opening to send a sharp elbow to Akane’s unsuspecting belly. If it worked Origa would use the distraction to use both hands and force the arm around her neck off and have herself fall on all fours.

There she would try to gain some distance by sending a sharp kick behind her and try to shove Akane away. If all of this worked then Origa would then try to crawl to the ropes and use them to climb back up to her feet. All the while she was taking deep breaths as she tried to cool her body down and force the pleasure away.

Akane had grown too comfortable in her dominant streak throughout the match, underestimating just how much determination the larger woman still had left despite seemingly being under her control. It had only taken mere seconds of break in her constant teasing of the giant to allow a rebellious spark of energy to ignite and send an elbow wildly back at her. It was a true testament to just how powerful Origa truly was that even in a weakened state, her strike had landed so strong it made the pink haired girl stagger backwards clutching her stomach. "Oof!"

Wheezing, Akane bent her shaking knees in one one another struggling to stay upright as she was forced to watch the giantess gather her strength right in front of her. Before she had a chance to recover herself, a leg was thrust back in her direction, catching her hard enough in the chest to not only throw her down to the mat, but send her tumbling up over her shoulders to flop face down on the canvas with a grunt.

"Ugh… uh…" She lay on the ground, palms pressing to the mat, she struggled to push herself up on all fours. It had been a critical blunder to let up on teasing the juggernaut, something she vowed not to do again if she managed to get another shot. For now though she had to worry about just getting up as she watched Origa beating her to her feet using the ropes.

It was a strange thing of opposites, this match. Origa had the strength to end this match if she only got one or two full strength hits in on Akane’s body, even as her body was distracted and embarrassed. On the other hand, with her weakness revealed and the pinkette knowing just how to take advantage of it. She could leave Origa in a sea of pleasure as she trapped her in hold after draining hold.

It was a question of who would strike first and Origa knew that she had to be the one to do it or she’ll end up trapped in this cage as Akane’s submissive plaything. With her mind made up Origa used the ropes as a ladder to climb her way up to her feet and to her full height. The cool air brushing against her bare breasts made her shiver slightly as she forced down the instinct of using her arms to cover herself up.

Instead she focused on the still down Akane as the pinkette tried to recover from the amazons desperate strikes. Taking large steps forward Origa would bend down slightly and pick the smaller girl up by her hair. When she was up to her feet Origa would grab the pinkettes arm and attempt to throw her to the opposite end of the ring in an Irish whip. If she rebounded Origa would have a big boot waiting for her.

Akane knew it the stakes, if Origa laid into her again, it was doubtful she would be able to recover. For every strike the giantess landed, the small pinkette had to work at least times as harder. When she saw the larger woman rise, she pushed herself too hard to do the same, needing to beat her to the punch. Instead, it found her legs buckling beneath her, collapsing to the mat with a wince. She could hear the bigger woman's heavy footfalls as she neared, saw herself cast in her looking shadow. Things were about to get very bad…

"Owowow whhhyyy?!" Akane whined loudly as she was hauled up to her feet by her hair of all things. Unnecessarily painful, but this was a wrestling match after all. She tried to reach out with her hands, franticly pawing to get in a simple grope, anything to slow the giant down but was thrown away towards the ropes before she managed to do little more than brush the larger woman's thigh.

It was a case of history repeating itself as she smokes towards the ropes and was slingshot back. Knowing full well what was waiting for her. When Origa kicked up her long powerful leg, Akane's face was there to take the punishing blow with a meaty thwack, flooring the smaller girl with a heavy thud on the mat. Once more she found herself at the wrong end of the giants big boot, stared dazed up into the rafters as her head pulled from side to side.

Taking large steps towards her diminutive foe, and dodging out of the way of her desperate grope attempt Origa pulled Akane up to her feet before yanking on her arm and hurling her across the ring to the opposite end to rebound off of the ropes and come charging back right into the caramel amazons awaiting foot. Hey, as long as it works, she thought as she floored the tiny pinkette once more with her power.

Seeing Akane’s dazed and glassy look as she stared up into the arena lights allowed Origa to release some of the tension in her body as she used some of the time to take deep breaths and to cool her body down. Her blush still remained as she heard the cat calls from the audience but her nipples began to soften and her goosebumps began to disappear as the amazon focused once more onto the match.

Figuring that it would better be safe then sorry Origa decided it would be good to ensure that Akane was down and out before she would attempt to scale the walls and escape. She could pin the girl but Origa was a little paranoid of body to body contact with her opponent right now. So instead she would pull Akane to her feet once more and whip her into one of the corners before following slightly behind and attempting to send her shoulder into the pinkettes belly with a charge.

Akane let groaning on the mat, seeing stars as she idly tucked in a leg with an intention of standing to rise only to have in her heel slowly glide back along the canvas and drop limping to the mat. Each second she was down all her hard fought work was fading, giving Origa time to collect herself and recover. All of this because the pink haired girl had faced to try overpowering the giant without a bit of teasing. Weakly she brought a hand to her face, dragging her fingers down her cheek with a soft sound of frustration. She had the big woman, she was sure of it! This was her one chance to finally win and now she was in a familiar place, on the ground about to be pinned again.

And there it was, Origa looming over her, about to end things now. With a defeated sigh, Akane closed her eyes and just accepted it. She had tried her best, at least there was th- "O-ow hey!" Her eyes opened back up as she was yanked upright and gathered up by Origa as the big woman was forcing her to rise. The giant wasn't done with her yet for whatever reason… that had her worried. She had seemed nice enough earlier, but the link haired girl might have made her look a bit foolish. "W-wait… just waaaaaah!"

Off she went whipped towards the corner in another forced run to keep from fumbling and falling. The big woman sure loved shipping her about like this though. As tiring as it was, it made for some good cardio… until the very end where she quickly turned her back into the corner to avoid smashing her face and chest. The impact had still been pretty bad, enough to knock the air out of her, leaving the small girl slumped against the turnbuckles with her head hung low. She peered up with lazy eyes that slowly sided as Origa came charging in towards her. With a mousey cry of panic, Akane pushed herself off the ropes, too slow to actually leap away, she ducked herself forward in a protective huddle leaving Origa to launch herself into the empty space where she had been and into the ring post.

Would it have been smarter if Origa has just pinned Akane and be done with it? Maybe, but Origa wanted a little bit of payback for what she did earlier. (And she was also a little paranoid about pressing herself against the pinkette for the pin after all she did to her so this was more of an excuse). So the caramel amazon bent down and dragged Akane back up to her feet before tossing her into one of the ring corners.

Origa’s plan was to keep the pressure on Akane’s body by rushing towards her with a massive shoulder charge. Not only would this have been devastating to the tiny girl, it would have also probably put her away long enough for the giant to scale the cage walls and escape that way. If anyone asked she could have just said that she wanted to make things more exciting rather than simply pinning the girl as if this was a regular match.

But like all great plans, something had to go wrong. In this case it was Akane getting enough sense back to curl up into a ball and duck just as Origa’s shoulder came in. Instead of hitting the pinkettes chest, Origa instead charged straight into the unforgiving corner post. “AHCK!!” she cried as she briefly laid stunned against the pad as her arm went to soothe the pain before she finally began to start pulling out of the post.

Duck and covered, she heard the hard metallic ping of amrita slamming into the ring post, parting her fingers to peek through them. The giant was hunched over top of her, suspended by the corner leaving Akane in a small protected nook just outside of being smooshed. She winced at the smallest sign of movement, thinking she was about to be grabbed but it never happened… the large woman seemed to be in a bad way. That was good for the pinkette who was eager to make her great escape. On all fours she crawled out from under the draped Amazon, rising up to stand beside her taking in the sight.

"Hrm." Her gaze settled on the lifted backside of Origa, slowly stepping up beside the woman, placing her hands gently on her back. With a hop, she kicked her leg up and over the giant to perch her perky backside on the bridged small of her back, straddling her as if sitting the flaring way on a horse. Reaching out, she grabbed the lips of the woman's wet shorts, giving them a hard tug, giving the woman a wedgie. She reached out, grabbing the slack of her shorts, rolling them up her thighs until they exposed her large caramel cheeks, giving as she tugged the shorts up again into her crotch.

"That wasn't very nice what you did to me. I was being very sweet with you." Akane brought her hand up, swinging it back down to clap Origa firmly on the backside. "I think that means you should be punished… just a little bit." The small girl held the shorts nice and taut, making any shifting movements of Origa's legs just make it creep deeper into her crotch as the small girl began to spank the giantess in front of the whole world.