Locked in here with you: Origa Xenia VS Akane Saito

All it would have taken was for Origa to land the shoulder charge and she knew Akane would be too damaged and weak to move. This would’ve allowed her to climb the walls of the surrounding cage and escape thereby winning the match. But just as Origa was about to land her charge. Akane ducked. And instead the dark amazon ended up slamming shoulder first in the corner post.

Stunned and in a lot of pain Origa moved to soothe her shoulders before she began to try and pull herself out of her predicament. But it was too late, she had lost her advantage. For while the giant was recovering, Akane had managed to slip from underneath her and saw the position the amazon was in. Just as Origa was about to leave the corner, she felt a weight hop onto her back and force her front to press against the turnbuckle pads.

“H-Hey!! Wha-what are you doi-ahhnnn” She tried to shout but her response was cut off as the amazon felt her black shorts get yanked up and into her sensitive crotch in a wedgie. Origa’s eyes bulged as her mouth opened to let out a gasp as she felt the soaked material ride up and rub against her most sensitive of places, at the same time Origa felt the legs of her shorts get pulled up to expose the caramel cheeks of her toned ass.

Then with a clap Origa spasmed as she let out a cry when Akane spanked her. Her reasoning was punishment for Origa’s resistance and the amazon had no way to argue as another spank soon joined the earlier one. Origa tried to push herself up and out of the corner but with each spank and tug of the wedgie she felt her strength drain as Akane retook control. At the moment Origa was trapped.

Slap.

Slap.

Slap.

"Bad, so very very bad~!" Akane let out a gleeful giggle, giving those soaked shorts another hard yank, pulling them a bit side to side, making sure the fabric rode even higher into any small crease of the giant's crotch. The rookie loser had been a bit worried this sort of treatment wouldn't be enough to subdue the beast she faced, but she had been pleasantly surprised it had done just the trick! How fun!

Slap!

Slap!

Akane quirked a brow as her seat of power shifted slightly, Origa trying to struggle up out of the corner. Oh, that wouldn’t do! Turning back around, the small girl finally let go of the larger woman’s shorts, letting the stretched fabric remain wherever it was currently stuck. Clapping both her hands down hard on Origa’s backside, she leapfrogged off of the other woman, landing softly behind her with a hopping step.

Spinning on her heel, she turned back to face the reeling amazonian, reaching out to hug her hands around her hips, pulling herself flush up against the woman’s sore backside, giving it a playful thrust with her own hips. “Boop!” Her fingers slid down the walls of the woman’s inner thigh, gliding down over her crotch to take turns using her hands to stroke her nethers, wanting to make sure she stayed compliant for what was next in store.

She hummed pleasantly as she casually worked the large woman over, almost trying to let her opponents accompanying moans be part of her little song. After her last slip up, she wanted to be very careful when she let up her heavy petting. Not walking to risk any more beatings from the behemoth bruiser. When she felt good and ready though, Akane spread her legs out to the side, bracing herself for what came next. Quickly locking her hands together, she leaned herself back, reclining as far as she could, slowly trying to inch origia up out of the corner, little by little… huffing, straining… just a bit more…

Once she had reached the apex of her lift, she was able to let gravity do the rest, snapping Origa down into the mat with a massive german suplex that had the fans jumping to their feet at such a tiny girl managing to drive the amazonian woman into the mat. Akane would try to bridge the suplex to keep the big woman folded up, but quickly surrender that position to avoid a pinfall. That wasn’t what she was after. Holding her arms up to keep the big woman folded over, she would get to her knelt behind her, placing her hands on the back of Origa’s thighs as she dipped her head down to blow on her moist crotch.

“I don’t think you learned your lesson yet.” She whispered with another giggle, reaching down to grasp the edges of the woman’s shorts, trying to peel them down her long caramel legs until they were at her knees, using them as shackles to limit the other woman’s leg movement. “Maybe I was being too harsh… maybe I should be nice to you again. Would you like that?” She leaned in close, not talking down to Origa, but to her loins, making sure every word was hot and breathy to roll over her sensitive region.

Little gasps and cries escaped Origa’s lips with each slap to her defenseless rear as Akane happily punished the amazon. Origa bit her lip and tried to quell the noises coming out of her but it was getting progressively harder to keep herself quiet as Akane spanked her some more and pull onto her wedgied shorts and grinded it into her sensitive sex. The side to side rubbing finally breaking the amazons silence as she let out a low coo.

But Origa wasn’t broken yet and she still made attempts to push off of the turnbuckle pad and pull herself away from the corner. Akane seeing this and not wanting to lose her advantage sent a sharp clap to both of Origa’s caramel cheeks before hopping off of the bent over amazons back. Origa let out a cry from the double spank but that soon turned into a mewl as she felt the pinkettes small hands glide around her waist before feeling her hips press up and bounce against her own.

“Haaaa.” Origa managed to shakily sigh as she felt Akane’s dainty fingers practically float down her waist and onto the insides of her quivering thighs. Origa shivered with every touch and twitch from the pink haired girl and her moans only grew in volume when this fingers finished their journey and began to coax and rub her most sensitive of places. Her touches were as gentle as they were intoxicating as Origa could practically feel herself melting into the corner with every flick of her fingers.

Soon Origa’s struggles to escape had practically melted away and was simply taking the treatment that Akane was delivering to her. It was why in that moment that Origa was defenseless when she felt Akane’s arms wrap around her waist before she was slowly pulling from the middle turnbuckle. But she wasn’t just being pull no, she was being lifted. When she was finally free Origa had no time to react before she was suddenly lifted slightly into the air and slammed on her back, head and shoulders in a shocking German suplex.

”AHHGGG!! Uuggghh.” Origa moaned as her legs folded up and landed on either side of her head. Origa was dazed but coherent enough to prepare herself to roll to the side to stop any pin attempt. Surprisingly this didn’t happen as instead Akane released her and switched positions until she was looming above the folded up giant. Origa despairingly found out the reason why when she felt Akane breath cool air onto her twitching sex. “Haaaaa.” she coo’d before she was forced to watch helplessly as the last form of protection in the form of her shorts were peeled away to her knees. Exposing the sopping pussy underneath.

“Haa Haa. N-noooahhnmmmm!!” Origa tried to protest but it only devolved into moans as her hips bucked in response.

"Sorry, I didn't understand you… I guess if you want me to stop you can just speak up~" Akane chirped sweetly as her palms roamed back up the woman's thighs. Her fingers slipped along their inner wall, finding a nice handhold to pry them apart though any failing resistance from the large woman until they had reached the limit to how far they could be spread thanks to her own shorts. The young rookie cooed softly as she leaned down closer, just enough to peek her tongue between her lips. Slowly she ran it down along the woman's nethers, parting those velvet my walls just slightly as her tongue voided along them ending in a small flick of the tip at the large woman's clitoris.

"I made a real mess of you down here… I should really clean it up, huh?" The pink haired girl remarked wistfully as she began lapping along the edges of the woman's my crotch, dragging her tongue along her body to clear away the embarrassing mess of juices that had been gushed earlier. She neared down on Origa, hunching over the woman with superior leverage to force her legs further down, folding the woman up even more and testing her flexibility as the Loserweight Champion had her way with the giantess.

"There, all done now. Doesn't that feel so much better?" Akane buried her face between Origa's legs, pursed lips pressing to the caramel woman's southern pair to give her one big suckling kiss ending with a loud pop. "Mwah! I think I got everything… unless." She opened her mouth wider, working her lips over to the other woman crotch. Drawing in breath she made a tight seal between the two of them, tugging at the woman's delicious body with a few testing sucks. Once she was content, her tongue slithers out, propping slightly deeper now, seeking out the warmth to be found inside the larger woman. A pleased rumble of a moan vibrated though her mouth into Origa as her tongue bumped and searched, drawing itself over ever surface it could reach. She had missed so much in here, she had better get to work.

Any form of shout or cry of denial from Origa was quickly devolving in moans and mewls as Akane blew a puff of cool air with each syllable she spoke against her soaking sex. Origa’s mind demanded her body to move, to roll over and escape but her body was listening to as her pink opponent’s hands glided down her inner thighs and spread her legs as far as the shorts on her knees would allow. When she felt that tongue flick down her lower lips and brush against her pearl Origa let out a lewd coo as her hips twitched and her back arched.

“H-Hoooh.” Then Akane’s “clean up” started and soon the cage echoed with Origa’s moans. The amazons caramel body was soon turned to putty as she was folded up further than before, her form only listening to the tiny pinkettes tongue as she licked down and along her sex and thighs, cleaning up any evidence of the giants earlier orgasm while at the same time bringing her so much closer to her second one and leaving Origa’s brain alight with pleasure.

When Akane finally finished her “cleaning” Origa was a twitching mess as her hips bucked to show how close she was. “Iyahh!” she gasped at the pop of Akane’s kiss against her lower lips but just as Origa thought she was finished, something worse/better followed. Origa’s head lurched back and her eyes nearly rolled into the back of her head when Akane’s lips sealed against her sex and she felt her tongue explore inside. The pleasure was too much and it was constantly building until, “Faaa. Haaaa. IYAAAHNNN!!!” It was too much and the amazon lost control to the pleasure of Akane once again. This time even more than before.

With a long muffled moan, Akane's tongue laid siege to Origa's failing defenses, her lips mashing and suckling at the quivering woman's velvet gates. The smart girl pressed her body in close, grinding her chest up along the back of her opponent as she had her way. Delighted by every lewd mewl she pulled from her opponents lips, she shoved the large woman down every time her body started to buck, asserting her dominance as she kept herself latched on, not allowing for any escape from her wily tongue.

She wasn't in a hurry though to finish her prey, using this as another test for her theories. She could feel the tenseness in the giantesses body ramp up, knew when she found a particularly pleasurable spot to linger by her bucking. Rather than rush to completion she played a bit of catch and release, easing up her efforts just shy of climax, leaving the big woman panting and longing for more before starting back up again. Toying with her in this manner was not only fun for the petite wrestler but served to help wear the bigger woman down which was ultimately the link haired girl's goal. But after a while of this, she finely committee all the way and withdrew her tongue from within, only focusing on lapping at the woman's sensitive pearl to bring her to completion.

When it happened, Akane would be there to catch all her sweet juices and suckle think down, making sure there was no mess to speak of. Only then would she pull her lips away with a loud pop, breathing heavily herself from the effort. With a light push, she would shove Origa aside to let her topple down to the mats again like discarded trash. Akane sat back on her own legs, combing her hair to fix it up and adjusting her own wrestling attire while leaving the giantess in the throes of passion.

"Mmm~ that was fun." Akane licked her lips, smacking them together lightly. "It's nice this match doesn't have a time limit or anything, so we can play for awhile. I don't think I am going to try to climb out anytime soon. We're just having too much fun. What do you think?" Akane dropped down to all fours, crawling her way over to Origa, plopping herself down beside the other woman. She reached out with her hand, lightly flicking her finger back and forth over one of the giantesses perked nipples.

Origa’s body trembled as if she was connected to a car battery as she felt every lash and suck of Akane’s mouth on her twitching sex. Her whole body was turned into putty in the pink haired girls grasp as said girl easily pushed Origa back down whenever she got a little too rebellious. All while the caramel amazon was forced to feel her tiny opponent experiment on where in her sopping pussy gave the most pleasure. When she found it Origa’s moans skyrocketed as her resistance crumbled into almost nothing.

But the giant should have known that it wouldn’t be as easy as before. Akane had learned her lesson and so just when Origa thought she was about to fall off the mountain, the pinkette would back off slightly and lick around the edges of her sex until the amazon had cooled off enough to continue. Such an assault turned Origa’s pleasure hazed mind into mush and drained her more than any submission hold from the pinkette ever could. The constant teetering on the edge drove her body insane as her body trembled for more no matter how much Origa wanted to keep silent.

Finally Akane stopped the constant torture and decided it was time to finish the amazon off for the moment as her tongue then went full force against her pussy. This time there was no stopping or dragging it out, this time Origa was thrown over the edge and her body nearly bucked out of Akane’s grasp from the force of it. Origa let out a moan filled scream as her juices released for the second time this night. Akane was there to clean her up once more as she licked and sucked the juices to the last drop until there was nothing left.

When she finished, she popped from the giants sex like a suction cup and panted before finally shoving Origa away. Origa limply flopped over to her side, her legs finally able to unfold themselves as the bonelessly hit the canvas and her body tilted to her back. Her hips trembled and bucked from the aftershocks her her latest orgasm and her mind wasn’t faring much better. Origa’s eyes were glazed over as she stared up at the arena lights, her tongue slightly popping out of her panting mouth. Then Origa felt her opponent crawl over to her and lay beside her, talking about how good it was that there was no time limit. Origa’s body twitched, both from the finger flicking her perked nipple and from the implication of what she just said.

Things weren’t over. They were just getting started.

Akane smiled down sweetly at Origa, leaning forward to give the big woman a small kiss on the lips. She rubbed the profile of their noses together cutely with a giggle before dragging back. Humming softly, she climbed herself over top of the larger woman, resting her backside on her plump chest like a cushion. Her hands roamed up along the larger woman's thighs until they reached her shorts still gathered around her knee. With a hard tug she lifted the woman's legs until they were vertical, taking time to work one of her lovely legs out of the shorts and let them fall to the side, then doing the same with the other. She gave the garment a small twirl over her head to the cheers of the audience and tossed it off to the side where it caught the top rope and dangled.

Lifting her perky butt up, she walked herself backwards until she hovered over the woman's head. Lowering herself down on top of Origa's face, she buried the other woman in the crotch of her leotard. Playfully she wiggled and rolled her hips to grind up against the other woman's facial features, coming at the hot and heavy breath filtering through the fabric. Dropping down onto her hands, she pressed her lips to the woman's she, giving her belly button a small lick. She lowered her weight down their, casually lounging as she worked to untie the strings that secured Origa's top to where it had been pulled down, making sure to remove it completely and toss it aside.

"There we go." She nuzzled the woman's midsection, giving her a few more playful licks before pushing off, putting her weight back down over the larger woman's face. Akane pursed her lips in thought, recalling how the giant had been able to rally after her first orgasm. It was time to make sure that wouldn't happen again. So she circled her hips over her head, giving a small thrust of her crotch down on top of the other girl every so often, timing it with a punch directed at the helpless woman's midsection. Akane wants particularly strong, but her blows would slowly add up as she tried to work the giantess over while keeping her submissive.

The amazons hips bucked from the afterglow of her most recent climax while Origa’s eyes stared up at the arena lights before they were covered by Akane’s smiling face. Origa shivered as she felt the pinkettes finger idly circle her perked up nipple before letting out a coo as Akane leaned forward and gave the sensitive amazon a small but gentle kiss. After nuzzling there noses like an Eskimo Akane crawled back a bit before crawling over Origa’s body and sitting on her bare chest. Origa soon felt her large but jelly like legs get lifted into the air as Akane slowly removed her shorts from her knees. The crowd gave a cheer as they were removed and tossed away before Akane let her legs limply fall to the mat.

With that finished Akane then lifted herself off of Origa’s chest. But what Origa thought to be her standing up was instead the pinkette leaning back and changing her seat to say. As the amazons vision was soon covered by Akane’s covered rear and crotch, Origa could do little more than let out a muffled moan as her arms weakly tried to press and paw her tiny opponent off. But that was all she could do and her efforts only weakened as she felt Akane’s lips and tongue against her belly. All the while the pinkette was untying the last article of clothing beside her boots from the amazon before clumping them up and tossing them away.

When she finished Origa let out a groan as the full weight of Akane sat on her face. Her head forced to sway and move with each movement of the pinkettes hips. But Origa would find that she had other things to worry about as soon enough she felt a fist impact against her caramel belly and causing her let out a puff of air straight into Akane’s crotch. The punches weren’t strong or all that painful but each one forced more air to leave the amazons body. Any air she tried to regain back was stained with Akane’s intoxicating scent as the tiny woman rubbed herself against the amazons features. As time went by Origa lost the strength to fight back as all these sensations and lack of clean air weakened her to almost nothing beneath her dominant opponent.

The crowd was waiting for the moment Origa would road to life and throw Akane, a mighty rally that wod out her back into the match. What they were waiting for however never came as they all watched on as the petite pugilist sat mounted on the giants face and pummeled her adversary without repercussion. Each punch sounded like a meaty slap, making her opponent's body jiggle on the mat as the pink haired girl worked up a sweat pounding on her opponent. She took a brief break to catch her breath again, planting her palms on top of the other woman's breasts to give them a soothing rub down. She felt it was important to not only reward her new plaything for her obedience but make sure she kept the big woman in check if she still had energy left in the tank.

A minute or two of heavy letting over low oxygen likely felt far more to the struggling amazon, but once the jobber girl had finished she lifted herself up off Origa's face just enough to let her breath. Still straddling her head, the young wrestler hooked her fingers into the lip of her leotard, peeling the front and the back out from where they had sunk into her body from grinding on Origa. The materials gave a small snap as she let it go, leaving her perky rump to wiggle in her opponent's face.

Akane hopped to her feet spryly, taking a moment to stretch a bit and shake out her legs to work the kinks out of her knees. Content, she reached down to grayer Origa up, trying to roll the woman onto her front and begin the difficult process of hauling the larger woman to her feet. Once she managed to get her upright, mostly, it was time to make her malleable again. Her slender arms would snake their way around Origa's glistening sweat sheened body, pulling her into a bear hug… though it was more of a cub but for Akane. Regardless of its lack of strength, she squeezed to her heart's content. It wasn't the purpose of the hold though, just part of it.

The smaller girl would lean herself in, nuzzling at the big woman's breasts. A playful lick, a small kiss to tease… but it wasn't long before she returned to what she knew the bigger woman liked. Her lips found their way slowly on a trial of wet kisses to the giants already perked nipple. She smiled up at her opponent as she took in a long breath before wrapping her lips around it again and began to suckle and nibble. All the while she was looking up at Origa, watching her over the curves of her bosom with those bright mirthful eyes of hers.

Akane shifted her legs, bringing one in to tuck between Origa's, using it to brace most of the woman's weight. While she didn't grind her thigh up into the woman's crotch just yet, she left it there in case her passion drunk opponent felt the need to please herself while the jobber worked to entice her further.