Mai Nagasawa vs. Seraphim Harmonia (Complete)

Mai let out a soft breath when the kick connected. It was sure to do even more damage and Mai hoped that she was able to slow down the girl's lower half considerably now even if, because of the weights, the top half still possessed some speed. But when Seraphim raised her arms for the double ax handle, Mai's eyes widened. She knew she couldn't avoid the blow in her current position but maybe, just maybe she could determine where it landed. She had to think quick and decided to pull out a very risky tactic.

Mai shuffled her body as best as she could, hoping her instincts and muscles wouldn't completely betray her. The fists would slam down hard just above Mai's mound, hoping to avoid a direct blow to her sensitive areas. It would hurt. It was going to hurt so much that Mai could feel it even as the blow came down. She forced her eyes open to watch, almost seemingly catching it in slow motion. At the last second she could,., she clamped her thighs upwards and reached out her hands. The fists slammed hard into her and her eyes widened. Her mouth formed and 'O' and she let out a near silent gasp as her air was forced out of her and her body was wracked with pain. The gasp was followed by a loud cry of pain. ""h-oooo-yngyaaaaaah!"

Her eyes were forced back opened but she hoped, that her instincts and desire to secure herself from the pain would allow her to grab onto Seraphim's wrists and clam her thighs together like a vice., the pain that Seraphim created, in theory, forcing Mai's hands and thighs to close as tightly as possible as her teeth clenched and she forced hot air and a bit of unladylike saliva through clenched teeth, finally closing her eyes to try and force away the pain. If she was lucky, she would have Seraphim in quite a pickle, her thighs and hands holding Seraphim's arms in place and her ankle's locked against Seraphim's neck or at least pressing against the woman's face.

In a best case scenario she's be putting even more pressure on Seraphim's injured arm. This would almost allow her to recover and counter attack at her leisure. In a worst case, she'd have missed grabbing Seraphim's wrists completely and would most likely be very exposed to another attack.

As Seraphimâ€s fists came down, they certainly didnâ€t hit where she had planned. Then again, it was a reckless and practically blind blow down, bound to hit something. Seraphim was really aiming for the girlâ€s leg, trying to hit really anything to hamper the cute nekoâ€s movement and kicks. Those were really the girlâ€s deadliest weapon in this match, and Seraphim was about having enough of it at this point. However, rather than striking there, Seraphimâ€s blind but powerful hammerblow nearly struck Maiâ€s crotch, hitting just a few inches above, slamming into her soft, slender hips. She practically felt the brown haired girlâ€s body jolt from the blow, seeing the painful expression on her face that sent a small tingle down Seraphimâ€s spine. A brief desire of hitting the girl just a little lower coming to Seraphimâ€s mind as she enjoyed hearing the girlâ€s cry of pain, slightly arousing Seraphim just from the sound, like it was a melody to her. Still, a small part of her wanted to apologize for that, much like how Mai worried and apologized earlier. As if the two were really feeling guilty about hurting eachother to this point. That didnâ€t matter though, as Seraphim didnâ€t get the chance to speak.

That was because Seraphimâ€s realized a second after the attack though that it also left her in a bad position. Mai was on her back, and Seraphim was practically between her legs on her knees. That may have been an advantage, but Seraphim didnâ€t get a chance to bring her arms back. In fact, Mai had risen her thighs and hands, ensnaring around Seraphimâ€s arms now. Her delicate hands trapped around Seraphimâ€s wrists, and her legs locking along Seraphimâ€s neck, she suddenly realized with a sharp gasp what happened, the girl had caught her! “Ggguuh… aahgkk…f-fuck!” A dull choking noise came from Seraphim at first as she felt the girlâ€s ankles pressing around her neck. Her face started to turn red from the lack of air, and her mouth fell agape, her crimson eye narrowing as she tried to tolerate the pain as best as she could. Words became harder too, and as she continued to writhe and attempt to move, she was only getting forced deeper into the struggle, her throat feeling like it was starting to get crushed, and het her fists were found and unable to do anything about it. She was strong, but the way Mai held her, strength didnâ€t matter too much in trying to escape. On the plus side, it had put Seraphimâ€s face really close to the girlâ€s crotch, but now wasnâ€t the time for such dirty thoughts, the girl completely focused on just trying to escape, even if she did see Maiâ€s hips swaying a little, almost like it was enticing her. All of that aside, Seraphim just tried to find a way out of this unique hold. And yet even though it seemed that Seraphim had an advantage before, now, Mai was in control, and Seraphim was just trying to struggle free as she was choking to try and get a solid breath and her body started to tremble a little.

It was all Mai could do to hold on, once she had gotten her impromptu hold locked in place. She knew it was there. She could fell the tight grip on Seraphim's wrists, her own knuckles turning white with how hard the clenched Seraphims's wrists. Her tight thighslocked against the white hared girl's arms. In any other situation, even through the course of a regular match, Mai might have been blushing at how tightly pressed Seraphim's arms were against her sex. Her body suit was so tight against her body and the hold was so tight that her womanhood bulged a bit under the pressure. If not for the immense pain she was still in, certainly she'd be feeling the tingling of faint pleasure running up her spine from the position she was in. Her cheeks were still red but for the moment it was out of pain and exhaustion and not pleasure.

Her ankles seemed to lock perfectly against Seraphim's neck as she struggled to squeeze the life out of the woman. Or at least, do as much as she could as she wanted to keep the hold on. It was taking everything she had to hold the girl in place, fight back an incredible amount of pain and not loose her grip. If she couldn't end Seraphim now, then she might be too tired to mount a proper attack if Seraphim managed to escape. But she shook her head. No! This was the perfect opportunity! She said she was going to beat Seraphim when the woman suggested that her place would be mere survival. She ramped up her efforts as sweat poured from her body. She was panting hard, almost gasping for air. But she was close. If she could get this girl unconscious it would be over in three seconds. That's all she had to do was make Seraphim pass out and she might just be able to win this!

This was not good, not at all! This was why she hated submissions! Strikes, blows, slams, and any hard hit that came her way, Seraphim could take like a tank, almost inhuman with the amount of punishment she could take. But submissions? It didnâ€t matter how strong Seraphim was, she was still human, and this sort of position was just the worst Seraphim could end up in! She could feel the girlâ€s ankles and thighs squeezing harder, bringing the crushing sensation around Seraphimâ€s neck to an extreme. A choking wheeze was all that the girl could let out, forcing breath out, but nothing coming in. It sounded like she was truly choking for her life, like if she didnâ€t pass out soon, then a much more dangerous result could happen. But Seraphim was a diehard. Her face was going from red to a dull violet, the lack of oxygen making it hard to think as her face almost seemed to swell a little. Her knees started to shake, rattling beneath the mat as she was feeling like it was harder and harder to think or even see strait, and her mouth was agape, a slight bit of saliva drooling from her lips as her wrists were bound, and the squeezing along her neck relentlessly continued.

It was incredible, the fans were in shock as they started to think that maybe, Seraphim was going to lose! Her undefeated record was going to drop today maybe? People were on the edges of their seats, some out of how provocative the position was, others from how intense the fight got, wondering if this girl would claim victory. Seraphim on the other hand just saw the gleaming silver bodysuit in her face, pressed against it hard. “Mmf ….mmnngh! …..agh….gghhk…” Muffled cries went off for a moment between her struggled attempts to breath, causing a hot breath to go into Maiâ€s sensitive place, but it quickly was stopped and went back to the guttural, choking noise, Seraphimâ€s noises becoming quieter by the moment. Her mouth agape, it caused a small bit of her saliva to press into Maiâ€s mound, the warmth of Seraphimâ€s lips practically kissing against her sex, the tight bodysuit leaving little to the imagination. Even as Seraphimâ€s eye was half shut, cringing from the pain as things were going blurry, she was able to tell just what was going on now, and if she could blush, she certainly would have. Her face was being pressed into Maiâ€s warm crotch! And she could practically make out the detail, seeing a little crevice in the suit that gave Seraphim an idea. It was… an underhanded tactic. But Seraphim wasnâ€t going to lose, and would stop at nothing if she had to. So, in a desperate attempt, Mai would suddenly feel something moist against her sex. With a firm pressure, as Seraphimâ€s mouth was opened and pressed into Maiâ€s crotch still, she pushed with all her might into the girl, very strongly kissing the girlâ€s sex with her soft, tender lips. And while she did, Mai would feel Seraphimâ€s tongue glide roughly down the crevice, right between the lips of Maiâ€s sex. Sure, the bodysuit stopped her from feeling it to the deepest sensation, but Seraphim hoped that the intimate and embarrassing kiss upon her womanhood, firmly pressing into her might weaken her grip. Seraphim was only just glad that no one could really see her face doing this, since Maiâ€s thighs were trapped around her whole head. If it wasnâ€t for the choking, Seraphim might have even enjoyed this… But she did it rough and as deep as she could just to try and weaken the girlâ€s vigor, pressing into the warm crotch of her bodysuit to the point that it would start forcing the attire some in between the lips of her sex.

Mai was sure that she had this int he bag. Seraphim looked like she was passing out and probably would within seconds. It was a valiant struggle, Mai had to admit. But Seraphim was a real tough opponent so she knew she couldn't ease up her hold. But with how hard she was holding on, she felt like she might not even be able to let go even if she tried or wanted to. She could certainly wait the few more seconds that it would take for Seraphim to pass out. But then, it would also give her a chance to catch her breath. Something she sorely needed.

In fact, she was straining so hard, she felt like she had done something wholly embarrassing. She wearily glanced down, her hips wiggling a bit. She thought in the strain she had actually wet herself. an embarrassing prospect for anyone but certainly for an idol like herself. She didn't think she was putting THAT much pressure on her body. But she turned her head and looked, finding Seraphim's face was tight against her body. So tight, in fact, that Seraphim's hot breath poured over her. Suddenly there was a realization as she felt something soft press against her sex over and over again. Her cheeks somehow became even more red as the realization sank in. For a moment, she held her ground, just to make sure she was actually believing what she thought was happening. She could feel a dampness against her pussy. Mostly from the outside but the inside was certainly beginning to react from all the attention that she was receiving as well. As she thoguth about it, there was definitely some pleasure she was experiencing.

Her face turned to shock. She didn't just release her hold, she practically shoved Seraphim away. She needed to get away from this woman. This was... inappropriate! But still, She couldn't say that in another situation she wouldn't have liked it. Seraphim was certainly beautiful and quite strong. Definitely someone who she could picture in that way. But not here! Not now! She gasped, panting from the strain of the situation finally catching up with her. "W-what was that!?" She gasped out the words, one hand clutching her womanhood. partially to rub away the pain that was still there and partially to cover up the small stain left by Seraphim's drool.

Seraphim felt a little dirty having to steep to such a low tactic, but she had little else for a choice! If her knee wasnâ€t killing her and she could have stood up quicker, Seraphim might have been able to stand up during this hold, and smash the girl against the turnbuckle; she had done it before. But with such a pain throbbing in her knee from Maiâ€s powerful kicks, Seraphim didnâ€t find it as easy to get up, and instead had to find herself doing… that. The warmth against her lips though as she felt Mai squirm was rather enticing though, but that wasnâ€t the point here, she had to make sure she could escape! No matter how she did it, getting out was her only priority, even if it did give Seraphim some other ideas.

But it worked! Not only did Mai let go of Seraphim, but she practically shoved Seraphim back, letting the sweet bliss of air come back to Seraphimâ€s lungs. She weakly rolled back, getting onto her hands and knees as she was in a fit of coughing. Her white hair casting over the front of her face as she looked down, Seraphim gave a hacking cough, her face deeply red from being choked, and slightly out of embarrassment, the woman spitting off to the side as she wheezed a few times. That was too close, she had begun to feel her vision fading for a bit. Even though she had been choked and strangled plenty of times, especially in prison, the hold Mai had there was incredible, and now she started to look at Mai in a whole new light of respect since she brought her that close to passing out.

“..Heh… not… *Cough* …bad…. Kid…” Panting a few times to get her breath back, Seraphim didnâ€t look at Mai yet, still recuperating on her hands and knees. But before long, Seraphim reached one hand out, grabbing the ropes, as she started to pull herself up, her legs beneath her still shaking as she did. She was starting to feel the air fill her lungs again, the coughing dying down, before she managed to answer the girl, the redness now fading from the strangling, and now remaining left over from the embarrassing moment between them. “..Sorry about that… Sometimes, youâ€ve got to take any advantage you can get.” She may have felt a little ashamed, but Seraphim was okay with doing whatever it takes. It was all she could do as a kid in the streets, she learned that way for so many years: Take whatever inch you can get. But she had to admit, the feeling of Maiâ€s warm mound against her lips, even with the thin layer of the bodysuit between them, it was a little arousing for Seraphim, as the girl tried her best not to think about it.

Worked up in a heavy sweat, her collered shirt had a darker patch around the neck and her arms. Her face was flushed red still, and her left leg was trembling a little as she tried to stand. However, as she looked at Mai, somewhat enticed still as she saw the girl clutching her sex, Seraphim raised a brow, managing to slowly get back a smile on her face, even if she did still give a small cough here or there as she was still trying to recover, holding the top rope she leaned a little against. Half tempted for a cigarette, she would wait for Mai to get up too, her expression a confident, but lighter, struggled smile for the moment as she spoke a compliment to the girl. “You know… I didnâ€t think such a cute neko would be kicking my ass this much.”

Mai too caught her breath. Her legs felt a tingle of numbness as she no longer had to strain them for so long while she choked out Seraphim. Her chest heaved deeply and at this point her tight body suit had gone from a brilliant silvery color to a dull gray from all the sweat. Worse yet, her hand still cupped her womanhood. Though, she felt like taking her hand off at the moment was still the more embarrassing of the options before her. For a few long moments she didn't even pay attention to Seraphim until she heard the girl sputter and try and speak. "Not bad?" She said as she blushed a little more. "Shouldn't I be saying that to you? The fight was mine..." She then let out a deep sigh. It felt good to exhale so deeply but it was one that was given partly for not being able to finish Seraphim off. She then smiled slightly. "But I told you, Seraphim-san. I'm here to win, not just to survive. Hopefully you'll take me seriously now."

Mai then slowly stood up. She was partially hunched over, her arms hung to her sides and her mouth was open, sucking in breaths. She wouldn't have thought she had the better of the exchange but she knew that Seraphim was much worse off now. She couldn't let the girl recover any more, that was for sure. When she saw Seraphim stand, Mai clenched her fists but then heard her words. She lifted up her hand and flashed Seraphim a "V" sign. "Meow." She said as she winked at Seraphim. "But who said I was done? You're the one that said not to pass up an advantage right? Considering I let you get back in the ring, I'd say that I've allowed you more than enough time to recover from that hold, so here I come!"

Mai's speed wasn't quite up to par from all the work her legs had been doing but she still charged towards Seraphim. She spread her legs and came in in a half crouch. She then held her arms up. She had worked over Seraphim's arm pretty good and her legs needed a break. So she decided to offer up a test of strength. She wanted to be able to gauge Seraphim's current strength. She always had a back up in case things went awry but she was sort of hoping that this might be an excuse to get closer to Seraphim. She was at least determined to pay the girl back for humiliating her with that embarrassing crotch lick!

With air returning to her lungs again, Seraphim let their conversation go on for a few moments, taking these few moments to recover. Her body ached in pain in so many places, but she felt her heart pounding, and the adrenaline in her was still flowing. Exhausted, tired? Hell no! Her body may have been hurting, but she was just bursting with the desire to keep fighting, exhilarated by how much fun she was having against her opponent. The front of her gray, collared shirt was soaking up a sweat, causing it to cling to her body, this revealing her shapely but smaller breasts cradled in a black sports bra that nestled them tightly. The girl wiped the sweat from her brow though, fixing her eyepatch which was crooked too, before finally, she was able to resume her stance. One leg extended forward with her knee slightly upwards, her hips turned slightly to the side, and her fists out in a more offensive boxing fashion now, Seraphim cracked a small smile from the corner of her lips as she looked over her cute but strong opponent. “Trust me, if I wasnâ€t taking you seriously, Iâ€d still have the weights on.” She said with a firm nod, her own smile growing a little as she let out a small chuckle, but still carrying a determined aura and stance about her.

Seraphim did still need a little time to truly catch her breath, but Mai was right. They both gave eachother a favor in the match, but that was overwith now. The two were fighting with all of their might, and Seraphim didnâ€t plan to give anything less, proud of her opponent, and truly enjoying their fight. And then, Mai came at her, and Seraphim braced herself. She was expecting a kick again, Mai had been doing kicks this entire match, and Seraphim was ready to counter it, her boxing stance in her fists returning to itâ€s defensive manner, shielding her gut and face, ready to try and catch her kicks. But instead, Mai came at Seraphim with her arms with the intent to grab her! Seraphimâ€s crimson eye widened a moment, and quickly she tried to react, reaching out to grab Maiâ€s shoulders so the two could be locked into a grapple against eachother. A test of strength? Heh… bad move. Seraphimâ€s arm may have been hurting, but she wasnâ€t the type to let her incredible strength to slip away. “Bad move, kid.” Seraphim said with a confident smirk as she kept her hold. Mai would feel Seraphimâ€s hands on her shoulders already pushing down with immense power, fighting against Maiâ€s grapple. But quickly, Seraphim decided to change it up and slid her arms down to Maiâ€s slender waist. It almost looked a little intimate at first as Mai would feel the girlâ€s hands slide smoothly down the sides of her hips before taking a hold. But then, it got dangerous really fast as Seraphim went for a tight embrace, suddenly attempting to bear hug the girl! Seraphimâ€s hands moved quick, so she had to react fast before Seraphim really got a hold of her dangerous grapple. But if now, Seraphim planned to really work the girl over, squeezing her muscular arms around Maiâ€s hips, slowly beginning to pick her up from the mat.

Mai felt Seraphim's arms slide next to hers and grab her shoulders. The white haired girl's grip was still tight. Mai tried to match it, grabbing at Seraphim's shoulders as well, hoping to be able to position the girl backwards. But even with an injured arm, Seraphim seemed to be able to at least keep an even push with Mai. She might have even been pushing the neko back a bit. Mai's eyes widened as she felt Seraphim's arms move down her boy. Her face reddened slightly. Because of the way she did it, it felt like Mai was being caressed. Seraphim's touch was surprisingly gently for someone who was about to put a tough move on her.

Before she could react, she was caught in a tight bear hug. "Kyaaah!" She cried out. Her back felt like it was being crushed in Seraphim's hug. nyaaaahhh." She moaned as she pushed down on Seraphim's shoulders. She was being squeezed so tightly, it felt like her body might just be squeezed in half. "N-nooo.." She muttered a little cutely as her face flushed from the embarrassment. Her tummy was being especially squeezed which threatened to embarrass herself even further. Shutting her eyes tightly, she gripped Seraphim's shoulder's. "It's... it's not a bad move!" She muttered before grunting and lifting her legs up. It wasn't hard, Seraphim was practically lifting the girl up anyway. She'd do the same to Seraphim, wrapping her powerful legs around the white haired girl to put her in a similar crushing hold. She wondered who would prevail but her thoughts were briefly pushed aside as she suddenly grinned through the hold.

"S-since you like me so much.. I guess I can pay you back!" She would lean forward and try and grab Seraphim's hair and pull her forward into a sexy breast smother, intentionally wiggling her shoulders to try and rub Seraphim's back and forth against Seraphim's face. At this point, even Mai's tight body suit could not hold back her stiff nipples from at least poking through the sweat soaked suit enough for Seraphim to feel just that extra bit of Mai's bountiful chest.

Seraphim had her hold now, and she planned to squeeze this girl until she screamed out a submission! The white haired girl had no intention of doing anything brutal or cruel to Mai, simply wanting to make her pass out or give up, she wanted to win, but not in any way that would truly harm the girl to a heavy degree. So, even though Seraphim wasnâ€t a fan of submissions, the hold the grapple they initially engaged in seemed like the perfect set up for Seraphim, a reminder to her that she should use her superior strength to an advantage. And so, now she had Mai caught in her arms, squeezing the girl with a tremendous grip, like a crushing vice was closing in on the cat-eared cutie. The hold around Maiâ€s hips would start to force an excruciating pressure along her, to the point that it was like Seraphim was trying to squeeze everything out of Mai. Seraphim didnâ€t think though that this might have had… other effects as the pressure was tightening against Mai inside and out, and she continued to squeeze, hearing the girl squeal at the pain as Seraphim herself started to bite at the inside of her cheek from the pain in her own arm, trying to ignore it as she continued to squeeze.

Starting to lift Mai from the ground though, Seraphim realized she wasnâ€t in total domination on this hold though, as the smaller girl lifted her legs, and her strong but slender thighs slipped around Seraphimâ€s waist. “Nnng, f-fine! A war of who will la-last?” As she felt Maiâ€s legs starting to crush at Seraphimâ€s hips, the white haired woman felt her legs starting to tremble again, at least able to breath, but certainly finding it hard to stand when her hips were facing this crushing pain. “Donâ€t think youâ€ll win though! No one can outlast me and- mmf?!” Seraphim was trying to give Mai the encouragement even now, her taunting not meant to be rude, but to give Mai the spirit to fight. Painful as it was, Seraphim enjoyed every minute of this, it felt like a real challenge! But before she could even finish her sentence, she felt Maiâ€s chest suddenly pressing into her face. Seraphimâ€s crimson eye went wide, peeling out just past the girlâ€s bosom, the lower half of her face muffled into the voluptuous pair of breasts that were rubbing into her. Though it was still possible to breath, Seraphim was finding it harder to concentrate. Those soft breasts clung to the moist bodysuit, the warmth of the pair jiggling and grinding into Seraphimâ€s face. She could even feel those two stiff peaks, causing Seraphimâ€s face to begin turning a hue of red, her grip increasing on Mai, but for two reasons. Part of it was because Seraphim wanted to win. But the other was from this… sensation it gave her. Her own smaller pair of breasts were grinding beneath Maiâ€s as Seraphim was holding the girl up, causing her chest to feel a pleasant rubbing warmth over the top of them, also pressing a little into Maiâ€s, just above where Seraphim was squeezing with such crushing vigor. “Aa…haa…” She let out a slow, hot breath into Maiâ€s breasts as she continued to squeeze her, temptation gathering in her as Seraphimâ€s mind was starting to become clouded in lust, those large, warm mounds against her face, nearly smothering her also arousing a desire in Seraphim, as she gave a little bite, trying to nip at the girlâ€s breasts or stiff peeks to make her stop before Seraphim lost her focus.