Anne Archy vs Ashley Kimstead- Sweet Suffocation (Smother Endurance Match)

Anne wasn't sure who her manager had to blow to get her this match, but she was surely in some kind of smutty heaven. The crowd was eating up the fleshy spectacle, even if it was hardly a wrestling match, and her opponent was a deliciously simpering little jobber. With a little bounce Anne would lean forward over the top rope and place a rude, sloppy kiss on Ashely's cheek, "Mmm, damn right you're mine." The hand on Ashely's throat applied gentle pressure, enough to just barely begin to make things difficult for her, and enough to get her a nasty look from the official. Her other hand reached down to paw at the now fully exposed breasts. "Now. That. Is. More. Like. It." Each word was punctuated with an upward slap at Ashely's tits, each in turn, aiming to make them stinging red and bouncing for ravenous eyes.

Ever the hedonist, Anne couldn't help but let her hips rock ever so softly, rubbing her crotch against her pet's cute ass. She was just too horny too help herself at this point, and Ashely was making herself just oh so tempting. There was still plenty of time left in the match and still plenty of torrid things Anne wanted to do to her new plaything. She just needed to stop herself from dropping Ashely to the mat and tribbing her until they were both exhausted, not that that wouldn't be a fun use of an evening.

After Ashely's public apology she would be rewarded with a rude, sloppy and wet kiss on the cheek. Saliva would drip down the side of her face as the cameras zoomed in. Ashely would feel the hand on her throat apply a bit more pressure, just enough to get the girl to feel slight pressure and let out a gulp.

While one hand held her throat, the other reached down and began playing with her exposed breasts. Her nipples were embarrassingly erect. The words, emphasized by upwards slaps to her breasts turned her chest a soft pink and then a stinging red. They bounced beautifully with each slap, followed by gentle jiggling.

Ashely felt Anne's hips rocking and her crotch rubbing against her ass. She would try to gently sway her hips, grinding into Anne's crotch to please her further. "Please mistress... I... Need to be... Punished..." Ashely would say. She hadn't meant to say it out loud but what had been said had been said and Anne would be the one to decide what happened next.

The gentle gyrations of Ashely's hips against her own were enough to make Anne let out a growling moan into the submissive's ear, biting her own lip from the simple pleasure. It didn't take much to get Anne worked up, and had Ashely kept her mouth shut she might have just held them like this until she finished. But her new pet begged to be punished, the naughty words even making Anne flush brightly. "Nnnh... Oh yes you do. And... uhhhhn... you're going to get it, slut." The words were a soft hiss breathed against Ashely's ear.

To answer her "opponent's" plea, Anne gave one last firm bounce against Ashely's ass to shove her hard against the rope which she was bent over. Letting herself spring back with the rebound she dropped into a roll, her hands catching onto the half crumpled one-piece trying to use it to yank its wearer back into the ring and hopefully out of her last stitch of modesty.

Ashely continued to grind and gyrate her hips against Anne's crotch that pressed against her ass. She would hear the growling moan in her ear. Even her moans were dominant. Ashely would let out her own moan ass he felt Anne rubbing against her.

When Ashely begged for punishment, She would hear Anne's response, promising her that she would get punished as she requested. The words were hissed into her ear which only made Ashely moan let out another moan.

Ashely would suddenly feel Anne bounce against her ass, shoving her body hard against the rope. The rope would harshly go against her body before she would spring back. Anne had dropped down behind her and as Ashely was going back, Anne grabbed onto the half on swimsuit, yanking the rest of it off, leaving her completely naked. The crowd would go wild seeing Ashely completely naked. Ashely would fall to her knees and cover her crotch with one hand while an arm pressed against her breasts. Her cheeks turned red as she quickly sunk down on her knees so that her butt pressed against the ground, trying to hide everything from the crowd. She knew she would be punished for trying to be modest and hiding herself.

Anne watched her handiwork, as Ashely melted down to the mat trying valiantly to cover her nakedness with her hands. There was a lot of her to cover and her little hands weren't exactly doing a great job of it. For a brief moment the part of Anne's mind that genuinely liked her opponent recoiled, hoping she hadn't gotten her signals crossed and gone too far. Her worries were shoved into a locker for the moment and she did what she knew she had to do. Ashely wanted to be punished and this was just the start.

Springing back up behind Ashely, Anne grabbed her opponent by the wrists to wrench them away much to the audience's delight. Amid the flicker of camera flashes Anne tucked her bare feet in behind Ashely's knees, locked the girl's arms and rolled back into a surfboard stretch. Ashely's naked body would be hoisted up, limbs captured and everything exposed, and gradual pressure applied to her shoulders as her back was forced to arch towards the ceiling. "There we go, bitch! No hiding. Let everyone get a good long look. Mmmm! I bet plenty of folks at home are just rubbing themselves raw just looking at you. Does that get you hot, slut? Huh?! Thinking of all those strangers drooling over you?" Not that she couldn't relate, but that wasn't the point!

Ashely had asked to be punished and that was exactly what she was going to get. She would stay there, covering herself best to her ability although it wasn't much. Anne would quickly get behind her and grab her wrists, yanking them away so that everything was exposed.

It only went further as Anne tucked her feet behind Ashely's knees and locked her arms before rolling her back into a surfboard stretch. Ashely was now completely exposed. Naked and humiliated. She was forced to look up at the bright lights. Her back arched, magnifying all the perfect parts of her body. She would let out moans and groans as her back was stretched. She would close her eyes tight and bite her lip as the cameras flashed. She could see the flashing through her eyelids. There was no escaping this humiliation.

Ashely would hear Anne's taunting and think about what she said. It was shameful but true. The idea of being completely in Anne's control, with no say or will had her soaking wet. That was put on display as her crotch was visibly wet and her nipples were erect. "Ohhhh... So Good...." Ashely would let out embarrassingly, just loud enough for Anne and possibly the ref to hear.

Anne wasn't particularly interested in trying to use this hold to force a submission out of Ashely, that wasn't worth anything other than a little extra pain. What she wanted out of this hold was humiliation and that was just what she got, as well as a delicious little confession from the little submissive's lips. "Oh, you are a slut, aren't you?!" Unfortunately, Anne couldn't see just how wet Ashely was from her position.

Once she'd held the woman up for a long enough photo op Anne would roll to the side and dump the girl back onto the mat. She wouldn't leave her alone for long, however, but again take her by the wrist to twist her arm up behind her back in a hammerlock. With one arm capture she'd force Ashely up onto her knees and bend her over until her face was pressed against the mat with her round ass in the air. "Now, slut, tell me what a bad girl you are. I want to hear just how badly you need to be punished." One flat hand trailed across Ashely's raised ass, threatening the spanking that the girl had opted not to give her at the start of the match.

Ashely stayed stuck in the surfboard stretch. Her confession would get more taunting from Anne. With Ashely's masochism, the taunting words from Anne only made this experience hotter. She would get a slight jolt of pleasure being called a slut.

The hold lasted for what felt like forever to Ashely as Anne was sure to make sure that every fan who wanted a photo got one. After the humiliating photo shoot, Anne would dump Ashely to the side. Ashely would lay there, breathing deeply, covering up as best as she could but her attempt at modesty didn't last long.

Anne was on her quickly, again taking her wrist and twisting her arm up and back into a hammerlock hold. Ashely was then forced into a face down, ass up position. Her cute and round behind jiggled with movement as it swayed back and forth in the air.

Ashely would hear Anne's command and knew what was about to come. It excited her. "I... I... I'M BAD! SO... SO SO SO BAD!... PLEASE... MISTRESS... PUNISH ME!" Ashely would say embarrassingly. She felt Anne's flat hand trail across the round cheeks of her ass. "Please...." Ashely would whisper in a more desperate voice.

Anne should probably be thinking of how next to smother the little submissive and wring more points out of her, but she wasn't thinking at all. She was just barely restraining herself from humping Ashely's hip like a bitch in heat, but pride bid her maintain the appearance of self-control. The desperate, exhilarated pleas took Anne a bit by surprise drawing an excited gasp from her own lips, "Oh! You horny cunt!"

She should probably tease Ashely a little longer, make her beg more, but Anne didn't have quite that much restraint. Her hand snapped out with three hard, fast swats at the girl's ass upon alternating cheeks. "Looks like someone looooves being spanked, don't you? Like a fuckin' schoolgirl. I bet this is getting you so fucking wet right now..." Her words were practically a growl, but Ashely was certainly not the only one getting wet over this.

Ashely's begging got her exactly what she had wanted. She would hear the excited gasp escape Anne's lips. Anne calling her a horny cunt only made her even more wet then she already was. She would let out a moan as she felt the three rapid spanks at her ass, alternating cheeks and creating light pink hand prints against Ashely's pale soft looking skin.

"I... I love it mistress..." Ashely would admit as she gently wiggled her hips. Anne was describing her as a dirty school girl. The growl in her voice only made Ashely feel more submissive. "Please..." Was all Ashely could say as her mind continued to think about all the things that Anne could do to her. Her mouth watered as she stayed there with her ass in the air, on display for the crowd and ready to be played with by Anne if she were to decided to do so.