*Handcuff Match* Heather Sunderland vs Natalia

Heather would let out a small growl in frustration at Natalia's words. Not that easy the girl said, and it drove Heather mad. She felt distraught as that was one of her best moves. She had another in stock, but with her wrist cuffed to Natalia's, there was no way she would have been able to pull it off. The chains that held the two together were effectively cutting her moveset in half and she had to improvise. Keeping her grounded and working on her would be the best thing as she kept thinking in her head that she was still close to victory.

"Wh-What did you say!? That's..you better shut the hell up!" Heather would let out in anger and frustration as Natalia belittled her finishing move. The girl just kept pushing her in the right ways, and Heather was wanting more and more to shut her up, cuff her, and show her the humiliation that she was claiming she was going to do.

As she would mount Natalia and begin to choke her with both hands, an almost sadistic grin would come across Heather's face. "Go out! Like you can even take much more! Just...give...up!" She would say, putting more pressure with each one of those three words as she tried to take her out with the strangle.

However, out of nowhere she would feel an impact on the small of her back as Natalia's knees collided with it. "Agh!" Heather would let out in surprise and pain as she would stumble forwards a bit, her grip on Natalia's neck lost as she planted her hands just above Natalia's head on either side.

As much as she tried to belittle and annoy Heather, Natalia couldn't help but feel the outmost respect for her opponent. The Dream couldn't remember when was the last time she had been hit that hard, and she knew very well that if this fight hadn't ended was just because of the special handcuffing stipulations. But although part of her wanted to compliment Heather, she continued taunting; she needed every possible advantage she could take if she still wanted to have any hope of winning this one, and the taunting seemed to have worked so far.

Natalia coughed and spit once she finally managed to make Heather free her. "I said...your finisher....sucks...and...so....do...you..." The Dream said between pants. Her body felt so numb that she wasn't sure she would be able to stand up at all, but then again Natalia had no problems wrestling at mat level. She barely had any breath left and she needed time to recover her senses. Luckily for her, Natalia was used to wrestle like this, to the end. Being cuffed to Heather meant she didn't needed to bother grabbing hold of Heather's arm, so all she did was wrap her free arm around Heather's cuffed arm and then push it backwards, trying to trap her opponent in a kimura hold from the bottom position.

Heather clicked her tongue as she was forced to let Natalia free from her choke. She was beginning to feel like nothing could put the girl away, but she knew she had to erase that from her mind immediately. The second she began to doubt herself, she knew she would lose the match. It was a fight of will now as the two had gone through quite the match up until now. The situation with the handcuffs was something that cursed her quite a bit. She felt like she was just three seconds away from having an impressively good win under her record, but so far it was not to be, she couldn't win it that way.

"Gh...I told you..to shut up" Heather would let out in frustration as she heard Natalia's continued taunting. She couldn't let the girl get to her head though. Last time she did, she was wound up in that compromising position, something that she wondered if she could go through again. As she was thinking though, she would feel Natalia wrap her free arm around hers, using the cuffs to get her up in a kimura hold as she lie underneath her. "Aaagh!! G-get...out." Heather would yell out as she would start to feel the immense pressure upon her arm.

"D-daaamn you bitch!!" Heather would let out, the pain shooting through her arm as she did. Trying to counter it and set her off, Heather would attempt to scoot herself up slightly and drop down her bikini covered breasts on Natalia, attempting a smother to go back to trying to cut off her air. She had to do something quick to escape the hold as the intense pain was shooting through her.

The whole arena was on their feet and had gone completely insane cheering non-stop. The crowd could feel too the determination in both girls that had taken this match into epic proportions as they took the fight beyond what would seem the normal limit of their strengths. Natalia despite being badly hurt continued fighting from the bottom position and managed to put Heather in the kimura arm lock. It felt so good to be back in the offensive.

The beauty of the kimura was that it didn't required much strength to cause pain, which was perfect for Natalia since she had practically no power left, so she limited herself to keep the hold and push Heather's arm back more and more. The Dream giggled between pants, her body soaked in sweat as she kept battling stubbornly, she didn't really had a plan or knew how to follow up from this, and before she could think of something, Heather moved.

"What?!?" Natalia gasped shocked as she saw Heather's breasts moving up and landing on top of her cute face engulfing it. She moved her head to the side, trying to turn her face in a direction where she could breath. "Mmphggg... You don't have enough tits to smother me, slut..." Natalia taunted as she struggled to find room to breath. Unfortunately this wasn't true. Although Heather's orbs were no way near as plentyful or engulfing as her own, in her weakened condition Natalia soon found out she couldn't breath at all.

The Dream hold on Heather's arm soon began to weaken. Heather's bosom seemed so inviting and Natalia was so exhausted...and aroused, that part of her just wanted to stop fighting, cuddle against Heather and fall asleep. Yet she knew that if she passed out, her opponent wasn't going to be that nice. So Natalia did the only thing she could think of at the moment, she opened her mouth and began to lick Heather's tit, trying to tease the nipples, hoping this will distract Heather enough so that she could roll with Heather, using the kimura for leverage and get on top of her opponent.

As Heather felt her arm wrench back more and more from Natalia's hold, she could feel her eyes beginning to water. The pain was excruciating to say the least and she wanted to get out of the hold badly. It was such a simple hold but it caused so much pain to the one who was being put in it. Her arm was being bent back in an unnatural way and it felt like it was going to be broken off by Natalia. Luckily, Heather was able to think of something that she hoped would work in the amount of time that she had.

"Th-there! Hope you..pass out under there!" Heather would say through grunts and groans of pain as her breasts pressed down on Natalia's face. As Natalia tried to move her head so she could breathe, Heather tried her best to move her chest with her, trying to keep her pressed underneath her breasts. Still, Natalia managed to let out those taunting words at Heather, causing to grit her teeth even more, now not just from the pain but from the frustration.

"Wh-what!!?? It's plenty enough!! J-just shut up and...stay under them!" Heather would say, her frustration getting to her a bit, but soon she would begin to feel the pressure on her arm weaken. It was more then welcomed as she began to let out a sigh, hoping it would keep going to a stop. However, she would suddenly feel something wet press against her breast. "!! What..What are you doing!? Heather would let out as her face turned red from Natalia's licking at her breast, teasing at her nipple.

She would bit her lower lip, trying to withstand the pleasure she felt from it, but the distraction was too great as Natalia would pull her over using the kimura, reversing the positions of the two.

Natalia was left drowsy to say the least after the smother that if had gone for a few seconds more would have surely put her out. She took a very deep breath directly from Heather's bikini top. The roll had freed The Dream from her opponent's smother, but it also eased the kimura to the point were it was barely deserving the name and also barely causing any pain.

"You have nice tits, Heather-chan..." Natalia said as she nuzzled against her opponent's bosom, kissing and licking against the nipple, more than willing to use sexual tactics to get an advantage...and because she was badly aroused, despite the pain and the exhaustion, or more likely because of them. Close merciless fights to the end like this were a major turn on for Natalia.

"But mine...are simply better!" The Dream would say, abandoning the kimura hold fully to push her body up with her legs and wrapping her arms around Heather's head, the blue-eyed hottie tried to trap her opponent in a breasts smother of her own.

With the two rolled over, Natalia now on top of her, Heather knew she was in a bad position. She had to flip them back over immediately or she felt like Natalia would instantly begin to work her. "Ugh...that was cheap." Heather would say in regards to Natalia's licking at her breast which lead to the roll. She was glad to have the Kimura pretty much completely off now, but then she would feel Natalia keeping up her work on her breasts.

"Wh-s-shut up! s-stop that! Get off!" Heather would let out as Natalia kissed and licked against her nipple. Her body squirmed from under Natalia as she tried to avoid the feeling that the girl was giving her. Her eyes were squinted from the pleasure and her teeth gritted against eachother. She would bring her free left hand up, trying to push Natalia up and off, but then she felt the girl push herself up her body.

"Wh-No!-Mmmmph!!!!" Heather lets out as Natalia plants her breasts on her face, giving her her own breast smother in retaliation to the one that Heather put on her just seconds earlier. Her face would turn a deep red as she let out muffled moans of protest as Natalia's large breasts engulfed her face, cutting off her air. She would frantically kick her legs, struggling and trying to push Natalia off her as she shook her head from underneath her fighting for air, inadvertently burying herself deeper into her breasts.

Natalia could barely move, the toll the match had taken on her had The Dream exhausted and in a lot of pain. What was more the blue-eyed cutie had to make a concious effort to stay awake. Fortunately the position and the hold Natalia was attempting didn't required her to do much, and her body was perfectly built for breasts smothers. So despite Heather's struggles and kicking, Natalia clung to her trying to cover her completely.

It felt so good to have Heather trapped under her warm sweaty body that Natalia purred softly as she tried to embrace her opponent's head with her arms, at least with one arm, since her left arm was cuffed to Heather and thus a lot harder to move. She spread her legs trying to have a better balance and to make it harder for Heather to roll over, and then arched her back trying to bury Heather's head deeper between her tits.

"No need to hide how much you are liking this, Heather-chan..." Natalia whispered as she didn't had breath to talk any louder. "You can worship my perfect tits if you want..." The Dream added. Although Natalia didn't noticed it, since she was fully focused on holding Heather's head, but her hips were moving almost by themselves, making Natalia hump Heather's sexy tummy with her mound.

Heather was in quite the compromising position. She went from hitting her big move, thinking the match would be over at that second, to being underneath Natalia, smothered by her large breasts. It was an embarrassing and humiliating hold, and Heather couldn't believe the girl was keeping her trapped in it. She knew she had to get out and fight back as soon as she possibly could. If she could just hit another big move, get the girl out again, she would have it. However as of right now, it seemed like Heather was losing oxygen by the second.

With Natalia's arms wrapped around her head, moreso with her right than her left, Heather's face was deeply pressed into Natalia's breasts. She had absolutely no room to breathe under the girl as she would give her all to struggle for release. As Natalia spread her legs out and arched her back, pressing her tits even further into Heather's face, Heather would reach up and grip the girl's arms, struggling to pry them from her head as she felt her body aching for air.

"Mmmm-mmm!! Mmnnmmphh!!!!" Heather would let out in muffled protest as she would hear Natalia's teasing whispers. The closeness and taunting of her whispers was causing Heather an even deeper embarrassment which was just multiplied as she began to feel Natalia beginning to hump her exposed stomach with her mound. Heather would bring her left arm up and begin to try and frantically pound her fist into Natalia's side, fighting to get the girl off her as she began to feel her consciousness slipping away.

It is just a matter of time now Natalia told herself; all she had to do was lay there and let her tits put this bitch out, she thought. It was a good plan, mainly because Natalia didn't felt like she could do much more than that. The Dream struggled to breath, sucking air into her lungs had become complicated, but the delicious sensation she got each time she inhaled, her chest expanded and her tits crushed Heather's head against the mats and rubbed all over her opponent's face was divine. By now Natalia was sure that Heather's face should be of a lovely red hue and smeared all over with the sweat from her tits.


"Just a little more...just a little more..." The Dream moaned softly, talking mostly to herself as she stretched her body, trying to bury Heather under it. Natalia was sure this was pretty much it so when Heather's punch impacted her side it took her completely by surprise it drove a lot of what little air The Dream had left.

"Ughhh ughhhh ughhhhh!" Natalia groaned with each hit to her side. Unable to endure the blows she had no option but to let Heather's head go and lower her arm, trying to cover her side. The blue-eyed cutie arched her back some more, trying to keep her tits on Heather's face. Although without the help of her arm, she hoped to be able to keep her opponent's head trapped between her orbs and the mats...and deny Heather breathing air.