Best Breast Challenge! Mazzie Lashley Vs. Kyoko Hishikawa

Mazzie tilted her head curiously as she saw the look on Kyoko's face. It was strange to see that she almost seemed to be relishing Mazzie's breasts. The Canadian couldn't help but blush a little as she waited for the response. Her heart pumping fast as she saw Kyoko open her mouth. She'd really enjoy the Japanese girl's wet tongue soothing her sore breasts. Maybe they could even... No! Kyoko was a rival that had to be destroyed. She'd show mercy, like she said she would if Kyoko submitted fully but there was no sleeping with the enemy no matter how hot they were.

Her wide eyed look of anticipation wrenched into one of shock as she felt the warm spit hit her nipple. Despite the fact that the liquid provided a momentary coolness on her hot breast, the audacity of the woman made Mazzie ball her fist. She was shaking with anger and her fingers twisted deeper into Kyoko's hair, tugging at the roots as she bent to her knees. "Bitch... I'll make you suffer." She growled and would try and throw a hook into Kyoko's breast with her free hand. If she was able to land the hits, she'd try and force Kyoko into her breasts to apply a smother all while sending even more punches into her breasts to sap the energy from the girl and really put her out in a humiliating way.

Kyoko almost regreted having spit on Mazzie's breasts when she saw how angry the blonde was... And how she raised her fist. Kyoko gritted her teeth in defiance, but clearly fearful of what Mazzie was going to do. So the Japanese fighter hugged her tits in an attempt to protect them. Unfortunately for Kyoko, Mazzie's hook came a little too low and sneaked under her arm, hitting her tit up almost making it slam into her own face.

"Aghhhhh!" Kyoko cried, but her moan of agony was muzzled as her face was buried on the valley of her blonde opponent's massive breasts. "Mpfghhhhhhhh!"

Kyoko's eyes opened wide to see nothing but flesh. Her face compressed by the smooth skin of Mazzie's orbs. It felt almost like a caress. The busty Japanese immediately notices how sweaty Mazzie's tits were and how nicely they smelled. The blonde scent quickly became the only thing in Kyoko's nostrils as the supply or air ran out. Kyoko shook her head desperately, trying to find a position in which she could get some more air, but she kept her hands holding her sore bruised tits, as she felt how Mazzie kept raining blows on them. Kyoko managed to block a few of Mazzie's punches so the bruises where left on her arms instead of her soft tit flesh, but many managed to break past her defense, making the Japanese's huge jugs bounce and crash against each other painfully. Soon Mazzie could feel not only Kyoko's warm tears running down her tits, but also Kyoko's saliva as the busty Japanese was unable to stop herself from drooling. The beating she was receiving had made her lose control over her own body.

Kyoko stayed on her knees, holding her tits helpless to do anything. The Candian could feel how Kyoko was resting her weigth on her and that if Mazzie moved away the Japanese would surely fall face first to the canvas.

Mazzie's nipples felt even harder than they were as the thrill of smothering her opponent made her tingle. She gripped Kyoko's long silky hair, pushing her face forward as she heard the muffled screams. The salty tears made it easy for Mazzie to slide Kyoko deeper into her bosom.

When she felt Kyoko weakening she backed away, hoping the girl would fall on her face. The victory was in her hand but the match was far from over. If Kyoko fell forward, Mazzie would take a step and step on Kyoko's back and try and drive her heel into the girl to grind her breasts into the mat. Then she would leap up and come crashing down on Kyoko's back to further smash the girl's breasts.

Kyoko rested against Mazzie, her face and nearly all her head buried on the blonde's huge jugs. And it felt kind of good...actually very good. Kyoko hated to admit it but she was enjoying Mazzie's tits engulfing her. The fact that she was being smothered actually helped. Kyoko could sense her counciousness slipping away and in this situation it was a blessing. Passing out and not having to suffer this anymore, Kyoko was more than ready to welcome the KO. As much as her pride hurted, her tits hurted more. But right when Kyoko was on the brink of going out cold, Mazzie stepped back and Kyoko instinctively sucked a whole lot of air. The rush of oxygen back to her head woke her up. She opened her eyes to see the mats coming fast at her. Kyoko tried to bring her hands forward to break her fall but it was useless. Her huge orbs mushroomed, spilling to her sides and under her armpits as her nipples got crushed under her own weigth against the canvas. Then her forehead hit the mats, stunning her, but it was nothing compared to the pain in her breasts. Kyoko coughed and spitted some saliva as she placed her hands on the canvas trying to push her body up to stop hurting her tits.

"Aighhhhhhhhh!" Kyoko howled when Mazzie's foot came down on her back, hurting her spine but worse than that crushing her breasts even more agaisnt the ring mats. And as if that wasn't enoguh then Mazzie let herself fall on top of Kyoko. The busty Japanese's head lifted high from the ground with a grunt and her face turned into a mask of pure agony when the Canadian dropped her whole weight on the brunette's back. Kyokok's eyes crossed and her mouth opened, letting a thread of saliva form from the left corner of her lips to the canvas. Although it seemed impossible she could feel like her tits have been flattened. Then her head fell to the mats and Kyoko stopped moving ccompletely.

"n-no...m..m-more" she managed to wimper.

Mazzie knew that the time had almost come for her great victory over this Japanese cow. Oddly enough, she felt an ache in her womanhood that throbbed harder than her injured breasts. But there was still so much to do. She stood up and got off of Kyoko before bending over and trying to roll the girl onto her back. She would then try and mount her and begin the finishing tit crush. She would try and grab onto Kyoko's breasts and hold the deflated sacks in place before slowly descending down to grind the girl with her firmer tits. "Say it... Say my tits are better!" She growled.

Kyoko was almost ko'ed. She laid on the cavas on her belly and tits, her head turned to the left side, watching towards the crowd. But her vision was so blurry from the tears filling her eyes and the dizziness of being in the brink of counciousness that she could see anything but silhouettes and shadows...and flashes of light. Those bastards were taking lots and lots of photos. Kyoko wanted to burst crying from the humiliation, but she was so weak all she could do was whine. Then she felt Mazzie grabbing her and she shivered knowing more pain was coming. Kyoko closed her eyes, not wanting to see Mazzie towering over her as the blonde easily rolled her over on her back. But when mazzie's round butt and mound landed in her tummy, Kyoko had no option but open her eyes wide and stare into her opponent with a mix of fury and terror. Kyoko felt Mazzie grabbing her devastated tits and she tried to move her arms to protect them, but she just could. And then she saw how the gorgeous blonde lowered herself almost in slow motion. Soon Kyoko's tits were pressed hard against Mazzie's magnificent pair in this condition, even without the advantage of being on top the blonde's orbs would have flattened Kyoko's once firm and proud tits. With gravity on her side, the Canadian's jugs steamrolled the Japanese's tits. Kyoko have never felt like this before, so humbled, so hurt, so wanting out. It was so bitter and so strangely hot. Kyoko realized this was how defeat felt and although she had quite some trouble understanding Mazzie's word in this groggy almost drunk state, she knew very well what she had to do. Kyoko swallowed saliva to help herself swallow her pride, gathered what little breathe she had left and muttered the words in a soft, pitiful and broken tone.

" Your.. tits... are........ better......stop...please"

Mazzie gritted her teeth at kyoko's pitiful response. Of course she was thrilled, her heart was racing, but she needed more. This girl wasn't as humiliated as she should be. She pressed her tits down harder. "No!" She yelled. "Say it like you mean it!" She then pulled up her tits and then crawled off Kyoko. "You crawl over here and kiss my tits." She said. "Kiss them, and say how much better they are than your saggy worthless sacks."!" She demanded. She sat on her knees, her proud breasts looking quite firm and nearly as perky as they had been in the beginning of the match.

Kyoko teetered on the canvas while Mazzie continued to ravage her sore throbbing tits, until finally the blonde got away from her. Kyoko was finally able to breathe some air back in her lungs and her tits expanded now that they weren't being crushed any more, but it was clear Mazzie had messed them up as they now laid missaligned almost deformed and flacid, not firm at all, hanging to the sides of Kyoko's chest and hurting like hell. Kyoko tried to cuddle her tits but the slightless touch send horrible waves of pain all over her orbs. She was lucky that Mazzie hadn't poped them. Kyoko was so groggy than it took her a couple of seconds to comprehend what Mazzie was demanding. She wimpered and sobbed cleaning the tears from her face, knowing she had no option but to please her tormentor. Slowly Kyoko rolled to her side and even more slowly she got on her fours. Her heavy breasts hanged low almost touching the canvas. Kyoko didn't dared to raise her head and kept it sunk between her shoulders as she crawled towards Mazzie.

It wasn't true. Mazzie tits were not better. She.. She had cheated..or got lucky. Somehow. Kyoko couldn't explain her own defeat to herself, but the little pride she had left was making up the wildest theories to explain the result of this duel. But as she approached Mazzie crawling like a bitch, the doubts about her own breasts seemed to grow more and more. Yes, she was defeated. And yes, she was going to say Mazzie's tits are better in front of a live crowd and cameras. But it wasn't true. It wasn't over. Kyoko kept her face turned down, not wanting Mazzie to notice how she really felt. Once she reached the blonde, Kyoko kneeled, spreading her legs so her butt rested on the mats and placed her hands between her legs as she lowered her upper body and placed her head between Mazzie's perfect tits. Kyoko kissed Mazzie's chest and couldn't help but inhale the scent of the blonde's glands; then she tiwsted her head a little to the left and rubbed her face on Mazzie's right tit. Kyoko opened her mouth and closed her eyes and begun to kiss and lap the orbs of the blonde.

Kyoko felt completely destroyed and utterly humiliated as she worshipped her opponent's tits, specially because she couldn't deny how much she was enjoying it. Mazzie's tits were amazing. So big, round and firm. The skin so smooth and delicious. The aroma of Mazzie's nipples was almost hypnotizing and Kyoko caught herself lapping those nipples before capturing them between her lips to suck them like a baby. Kyoko was salivating profusely as she made out with Mazzie's tits. She was genuinely worshipping the blonde's tits and that made her feel so weak and worthless. Her own nipples stung as they hardened and Kyoko could feel her pussy swollen and dripping. She was loving and hating this. It was driving her nuts.

Finally Kyoko opened her eyes and looked submissively at Mazzie. "Your tits are so much better than my worthlest saggy sacks ". Kyoko started to say with a broken tone. She couldn't believe how much it hurt to say those words. "You have the best and most beautiful tits in the wolrd...I.. love them" Kyoko said and it seemed like she was going to faint right there from the shock of her own admission.

Mazzie watched with cruel delight as Kyoko was forced to yield. She beamed with the absolute thrill of crushing Kyoko's much larger tits. She'd surely savor this victory for a long time and it would bring her that much closer to proving that she had the best tits in all of the AFW. As Kyoko crawled towards her, Mazzie puffed out her chest, proudly displaying her breasts like a warrior conquering a foe. Indeed she was doing just that.

She felt Kyoko press against her tits, with her lips and tongue, the cool saliva soothing her and hardening her nipples. She widened her eyes a bit, Her face flushed and she felt a burning sensation in her pussy. This was really turning her on and she shifted a bit to try and remedy the sensation. She lifted up her hands and ran them through Kyoko's silky black hair. It felt so good to have her breasts nuzzled. She wanted more. She wanted to do more with Kyoko. The idea of bedding this girl, conquering her further in the ring made her even more excited and she let out a soft moan as she became lost in her thoughts.

Suddenly her eyes widened and she blushed deeply. She hoped Kyoko hadn't heard but she'd try and cover it up by pushing against Kyoko's shoulders to push her back on her back. Mazzie would then lean in. "You're right. My tits are the best and most beautiful around. Far superior to these.." She lifted up Kyoko's tits and then let them drop. "Pathetic...' Then, still blushing, she would do something to further humiliate Kyoko. "I'm not done with you though!" She exclaimed and would lean in and press her hand against Kyoko's pussy and begin to rub it with her fingers. She was forced to suffer the humiliation of orgasming in front of a crowd in her last match and Kyoko would suffer it too! When she was in position, she'd lean in and begin to suck hard on one of Kyoko's breasts, not trying to hurt Kyoko further, but actually sucking like she was feeding. There was just one more thing that she had to do to complete this utter humiliation.

Kyoko started to feel like a baby sucking her mothers breasts. The beating she had received and the humiliation had her mind so numb that she wanted nothing more than pass out and stop feeling. And she could totally passout between Mazzie's breasts. Kyoko was getting kind of sleepy, she hated, but she felt cozzy suckling on the blonde's tits. It was as if those jugs could protect her. And Kyoko was actively using them to hide her face from the crowd, burying it between the blonde's jugs. Kyoko rested her forehead between Mazzie's tits hoping the blonde would smother her and put her out of her misery, but instead she felt Mazzie's hands on her shoulder pushing her back.

And Kyoko fell down like a ragdoll on the canvas. She laid there spread eagled and unmoving. Her abused tits spread over her chest to the sides, bouncing weakly as she breathe. She immediately missed the soft touch and strange protection Mazzie's tits offered. Kyoko opened her teary eyes and looked at Mazzie pleading terrified as the blonde told her she hadn't had enough.

"Please....no more...no more". Kyoko had had enough, but she was clearly not in control of the situation. Kyoko closed her eyes and braced herself for more pain when Mazzie came over her, but to the busty Japanese's surprise there was no more pain.

"Mmmmmm..." Kyoko purred nerviously as she felt Mazzie rubbing her swollen pussy and then sucking her hardened nipples. Her tits had been abused so bad that they were super sensitive now and the soft touch of Mazzie's lips send an overwhelming wave of pleasure thru Kyoko's body like she had never felt before. Kyoko relaxed and her body became soft like silk, offering no resistance. Kyoko understood that Mazzie was not going to hurt her. The blonde was trying to humiliate her sexualy and in the broken state in that Kyoko was, she was more than willing to withstand any kind of humiliation that didn't included more pain.

Kyoko begun to moan louder and louder. She spread her legs fully now not only offering no resistance but almost cooperating with Mazzie's abuse; she was that broken. Kyoko's pussy opened like a blooming flower to Mazzie's finger and started to drip its honey into the blonde's hand and then...

Kyoko's eyes opened wide and she gasped shocked, when she felt her nipples harden like never before and then the one that Mazzie was sucking started too pour its content into the blondes mouth. Kyoko blushed deep as she realized Mazzie was milking her. Kyoko couldn't believe how good it felt and how quickly the orgasm was building inside her.

With out Kyoko noticing, her own left hand moved and started to caress Mazzie's free hand and arm tenderly. Mazzie was feeding on her lactating breasts, and it felt delicious...and at the sametime, devastating. Kyoko knew it was the ultimate humiliation, her body was not her own any more. Her tits belonged to Mazzie. She had been conquered.