Sabre vs Natalia: Hard Hitting Primitive Showdown

"No...that wouldn't be fun." Natalia teased as she got up as quickly as she could. Despite how hurt she was and that her back still felt shattered, she had to be fast if she wanted to stand a chance. Against a sexy goliath-like amazon like Sabre, speed would be Natalia's only advantage and she planned to use it to maximum effect.

"How about YOU stay down?" The Dream would say as she took a small run towards Sabre and jumped in the air again, lowering her body as she stretched it and pointed her feet against Sabre's tits, trying to put the amazon down with a dropkick to the chest while she remained sitting.

A sitting duck, Sabre had no chance of avoiding Nataliaâ€s follow-up attack.

“Ughh!” the cave girl cried as she took the dropkick to the chest. The second flying move from her opponent, and it floored her completely this time. The impact caused a lot of pain in her breasts and ribs, and knocked her heavily backwards, feet flailing in the air as her head and spine crashed back onto the canvas, leaving her sprawled and supine.

She rubbed her jarred head, growling with frustration. “Little leopard bitch…” she muttered, clearly annoyed at the way sheâ€d been brought to the mat, speed surpassing her strength. “If you just gonna run about, you more like a cheetah…”

The crowd noise had intensified, and Sabre couldnâ€t see why, until she started to lift her head, and saw that the impact to her chest had knocked her tits completely out of her skimpy top. Her big breasts were now bared to the world. Not that Sabre gave a damn, she would instead occupy herself by slowly, groggily trying to get back to her feet, aware that while she was floored, she was horribly open to attack.

After connecting the kick, Natalia landed hard on her already hurting back, which forced her to take more than she would have liked to get up. The sharpshooter had really worked The Dream's sexy back. Still she managed to be on her feet before Sabre did and that was all thew advantage she needed.

"Mmmm...nice tits, Sabre-chan..." Natalia purred as she saw the huge orbs of her opponent now fully exposed. Natalia moved to Sabre, trying to catch the sexy cavegilr before she could get up fully by sliding one leg above Sabre's head with a gracious jump, to then clamp her legs around the amazon's neck and let herself back, trying to bring Sabre down, head first to the canvas with a flying scissors takedown.

Sabre was pretty disoriented as she lumbered upright, and was in no condition to resist Nataliaâ€s attack. She felt the brunetteâ€s legs up around her neck, and for a moment this was almost pleasurable. The soft, sweaty flesh of the Dreamâ€s inner thighs felt warm against her skin; she could even smell the faintest hint of arousal from Nataliaâ€s nearby pussy.

That sensuous split-second turned bad really fast, as Sabre was spun to the mat in the head scissors takedown. With a dizzying lurch her head was driven forcefully into the canvas. Her hard bone mask was now a liability as her skull rattled painfully around inside it. Sabre was left sprawled across the canvas, senses spinning.

"Yessssssss!" Natalia celebrated as she heard the lovely sound of Sabre's head impacting the floor. Taking the big sexy amazon down with her legs made The Dream feel so powerful, she loved to feel girls' heads between her legs and then wreck them, and that's just what she had done with Sabre.

By the way the cave-girl was laying in the mats, Natalia got the impression that the skull mask Sabre was wearing didn't offered much protection, maybe even made things worse. A mischievous grin formed in Natalia's sexy lips.

"Head hurts, bone-head?" The Dream teased as she moved to Sabre crawling on her fours like a cute little leopard. She sit behind Sabre's head and picked it up to lift it and slide herself under it, so Sabre's head will be resting on Natalia's navel. And then The Dream quickly slid her right leg around the cave-girls neck, trying to press her calf against Sabre's throat as she trapped her own right foot with her left leg, in an attempt to trap her opponent in a figure four headlock.

Sabreâ€s spreadeagled body was there for the taking, and the groggy girl could offer no resistance to the figure four headlock. The first thing she knew was the feel of Nataliaâ€s leg slipping over her throat, but by then it was too late, the hold was locked in place.

“Uhhh ohh…” Sabre moaned weakly as she realised her head was trapped between Nataliaâ€s thighs. She knew this wasnâ€t going to be good - and indeed it wasnâ€t.

“Oh, no, I… erkkk!” the cave girl grunted helplessly as the noose tightened around her neck. Nataliaâ€s thighs were smooth and silky, but Sabre now realised their strength as she was forced to suffer. She whimpered in pain as the pressure increased, tormented but trapped. Sabre brought her hands up to try and pry open the hold, but this was more in hope than expectation of escape.

Sabre was stronger than Natalia, that fact had already been established and it wasn't surprising considering the mass difference, even when The Dream was quite strong for a girl her size. But in this position, Natalia knew she had the advantage. No matter how strong Sabre was, the blue-eyed cutie was sure her toned legs were stronger, and knotted around the cave-girl's head as they were, Natalia also had better leverage, which made her very confident in her ability to crush Sabre between them. It wasn't in vain that Natalia's legs had been called 'the jaws of death'.

"How you like wearing my legs like a scarf, Sabre-chan?" Natalia teased as she tightened her legs around the cave-girl's head as if they were the coils of a snake. The Dream loved to feel her opponents' head between her legs and Sabre's was no exception. There was just one small issue that didn't let Natalia enjoy fully the control she had over her opponent and specially her breath: that stupid bone helmet.

Suddenly Natalia got an idea and a mischievous grin formed in her sexy lips. She raised both hands in the air and began to hammer them down, beating on Sabre's skul mask as if it was a primitive drum. "Chi chi!!! Kaw Kaw!!! Chi chi!!! Kaw Kaw!!!" Natalia sung along the beat, hitting the mask with her left hand for each 'chi' and with her right for each 'kaw' and trying to squeeze with her legs in each pause.

“Nnnghh!” Sabre moaned as she languished in the hold, Nataliaâ€s thighs clamped firmly around her neck and impossible to shift. She squirmed weakly, vainly looking for a way to alleviate her suffering.

Then the Dream started drumming on her face mask, rattling her skull and increasing the hurt in her already sore head.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh…” Sabre gave a cute little grunt of pain every time her head was hammered. Between the banging and the squeezing she was getting no reprieve at all. The topless girl was being really humiliated here; she waggled her legs and stamped her bare feet on the mat in pure frustration.

“Gahh… stop that!” she said bitterly, through gritted teeth. Sabre had a lot of endurance but it was really being tested now. The crowd might be enjoying the sight of her being owned by the legs of the little leopard girl, but she certainly wasnâ€t.

Thoroughly fed up with her predicament, Sabre would reach up, and actually begin to pry the bone mask off of her own face. Normally she was fiercely protective of her costume, but Nataliaâ€s drumming was driving her mad. Sabre had a black wrestling mask on beneath the bone, so her all-important identity would still be protected.

“I take it off, if you let me go?” she offered hopefully, fingers clutching at the edges of her skull prop.

"What?" Natalia asked innocently as she continued drumming the bone mask. "You don't like my rhythm?" The Dream teased giving Sabre another hard squeeze with her legs, determined not to let Sabre breathe anymore than the strictly necesary for the cave-girl to survive...unconscious.
"No deal!... I like my new drum!" Natalia yelled rejecting Sabre's offer with another hard squeeze, followed by a fast and furious drum beat with both hands. Noticing that Sabre was starting to removed the mask, Natalia took the chance to tighten her legs around the cave-girl's neck now that it was fully vulnerable.

"Don't take it off...nobody wants to see how ugly you are!" Natalia teased as she struggled with Sabre's hand, trying to make it as difficult as possible for the sexy amazon to remove her mask, meanwhile she kept strangling her with her sexy legs.

“Ugly!? Bitch!!” Sabre wailed miserably as Natalia mockingly dismissed her, stepping up the torment. “Bitch, bitch, bi-uugghhk…” The cave girlâ€s curses were cut short as the pressure intensified around her throat. Sabre was suffering the worst of both worlds now - loosening her mask had made her neck vulnerable to the full force of Nataliaâ€s thighs, but the skull was still in place, letting her opponent batter her face with a barrage of heavy drum beats.

For the first time, Sabre felt real fear at her situation. The flow of blood to her head was being squashed almost to a stop, and there was a blurriness developing in her vision. Her tongue even started to loll a little, as consciousness began to be crushed out of her. She emitted a guttural, strangled, groan, but even that was cruelly interrupted by the hammering on her head.

Sabre felt like an animal caught in a trap, writhing helplessly at the hands of the hunter. In her desperation, she was driven to dangerous measures. Sabre tried to force her face to the side, as best she could in the punishingly tight hold. Taking advantage of the looseness of the mask, she would try and get her teeth around Nataliaâ€s inner thigh, taking as much of the soft, sweaty flesh into her mouth as her position allowed. Then with her remaining energy she would clamp her jaws together, viciously.