Pain is close to pleasure, even for the Dream?(Natalia)

*Damn. Royally backfired.*
She hadn't really managed to intimidate Natalia enough to stop her from pressing further and loose her cool. Well, she had lost her cool, but anger wasn't exactly the reaction she would have liked to see, at least not cold anger but reckless anger which made people careless and stubborn to change actions.
"Okay. No Congress then."

Anja was seriously wondering how Natalia could have gotten any better as a Nawashi than she already had been. Maybe it was from her Caucasian heritage that she preferred a simple but effective job done, but she couldn't serious deny that the sweet but slow grip of a Nawashi was torturous but utterly delicious in the end. Alone the thought of that made her heart race and her hips starting to buck a little. It came clear into her conscious that she was on the losing end of this battle if this kept on going this way, and things turned from dark to grim as her head was pulled back at the hair.

"Ouw. Where is...the soft in that?"
she asked while slowly starting to squirm uncontrollable under the touch of Natalia. Maybe a technicality like that could pull her neck out from under the guillotine, so she used her free hand to put a hand on her mouth and under the nose in a try to suffocating her enough to force her to let go of the Blonde and try to remove Anja's hand from her face. She was seriously in doubt that Natalia would panic from the hand, one of the 101 things of wrestling, but even she could not deny the need for air.

Natalia kept her legs closed tightly aiming to keep Anja's hand trapped so that all she had to endure was the blonde's little finger. She continued using her own fingers inside Anja's sex, massaging the blonde's inner walls with the tips of said fingers while her thumb tickled Anja's clit softly almost like scratching it with the soft pad of her thumb. She pulled Anja's hair back slowly but firmly, with the same authority one pulls the leash of an disobedient dog. "oh Anja-chan... you should know by now how much I love to pull blonde hair" Natalia said giggling and then she licked her lips preparing herself to bite Anja's neck as she was exposing it, but before she could get her lips of her friend's soft throat Anja's hand came up and blocked her mouth and nose.

"mpghhht!" Natalia protested, pulling her head back trying to get away from Anja's hand without losing her grip of her friend's lovely golden mane, but seeing that this didn't worked, Natalia decided to copy Anja's attack and let go the blonde hair to place her hand on Anja's mouth and nose too. She then parted her lips and pulled her tongue out to start lapping the palm of Anja's hand tickling it with the warm wet tip of her tongue and she continued fingering Anja's pussy.

(Sorry for the delay, hd kind of a brainfreeze^^)

At first, all was going rather well. She still squirmed increasingly under the effect of the hand of Natalia, but she was still positive to weaken her enough with the suffocation to finally get the upper hand.
"Hah, you pulled the hair first, so you ignited this! You would have been a good dog handler, Natalia-chan, but I'm no dog anymore..."
she smiled triumphantly albeit getting rocked to the finest. Her over boosted confidence was down the drain in the moment Natalia decided to pay her back with the same coinage, something that could probably be seen in her eyes.

Getting kind of really desperate now, she changed her position to slide a leg between the legs of her friend to rub her womanhood with the knee, also hopping that this would free her hand to remove Natalias hand from her pussy who drove her simply mad and caused her to let out a long drawn moan into the smothering hand of the dark haired beauty.

Natalia couldn't understand anything of what Anja said as she kept her hand on the blonde's mouth so all she heard coming from the blonde was mubble mubble mubble which made Natalia giggle against Anja's plam. The Dream kept her legs closed tightly, not letting Anja's knee to slip in between them to rub her pussy. Anja seemed determined to make Natalia pass out, but The Dream was quite used to asphyxia games and she held her ground, repaying the blonde with the same coin by keeping Anja's nose and mouth sealed. Natalia tried to keep her hand on the blonde's pussy and finger her to death...or orgasm, but Anja began to push it down and finally Natalia had to let her go.

Trying to slip her hand free from Anja's grasp Natalia tried to grab the blonde's tits and began massaging them, staring back into Anja's eyes deeply while they both hand-smothered each other, letting Anja know that she was more than willing to keep this until one of them passed out. Anja may have known it, Natalia liked smothering quite a bit.

The dark little stars in her peripheral sight got more and more while air was missing and divided between various regions, her movements got slower and slower and eyes glassy. Her plan to *bully* Natalia into submission by superiority had failed, wrestling wise they appeared to be more or less even, but that was not the point.

Anja would have probably thought of it as a big catastrophe when she would have lost to Natalia in a situation like this most of her life, with the usual shame and anger. But why? When the point was reached where fun and joy were just washed away by a desire to win and dominate. Letting go was never too easy for her, but someday she had to learn, and maybe this day was today.

So it would probably be Natalia's choice if she would accept the Blonde tapping and have a girl who would not pass after cuming, or win and wait/wake her up until she was back to consciousness.

Natalia soon felt lightheaded too, she knew if this continued she was going to pass out, but she was confident that she could outlast Anja... or at least pass out at the same time she did. In a way, Natalia got aroused when being smothered, specially in such a cuddly way and by her old time sexy friend. Natalia wasn't going to tap out as she much preferred to pass out in this situation and that was the only reason why she outlasted Anja. The Dream was so dreamy that she barely felt Anja tapping and immediately let go of the blonde's mouth and nose, hoping that Anja would do the same since she was almost out. Her cute head swimming as her eyelids fluttered like butterfly wings, struggling to stay conscious... and yet still rubbing herself against Anja's body lustfully.

Although smothering finishes in their business were most of the time rather blurry, Anja was honestly surprised that she could hold on so long against Natalia who did not even try to get away from the situation. The Dream had always been more open to their childhood situation, but this was a level Anja had not expected and the TV had also deceived her of. Total dedication to the art of sensual wrestling, and although she would never admit it publicly or in private, it was something to admire her for. And along came the realization and memory that it had been more of an obstacle to defeat for her.

She would also take her hand away, a cheap and dirty victory would devalue their reunion, finally giving in to her desires to experience a rather blurry but still thrilling climax while her body had considerable trouble distributing resources in that instant, leaving her totally fatigued for the moment.
"...Uuuhhh..."

Natalia was soaked in sweat and panted heavy, she needed to recover he breathe quickly to stay conscious but she knew that taking in air too fast she could hyperventilate and pass out any way. She couldn't resist giggling at the thought of the many scary things she knew, like how was the best way to recover from being choked. She had been smothered, suffocated, strangled and just out right choked that she had become quite knowledgeable in asphyxiation. Sometimes she even enjoyed it; like this time.

As soon as Natalia had enough air to once again make use of her body she pushed Anja firmly, trying to put the blonde on her back and quickly straddle her. Natalia would slide one leg between Anja's legs and move the other tot he side, so one of Anja's own legs remained between Natalia's legs in a classic scissors position, letting their wet pussies kiss. And then she would kiss Anja with authority, letting the blonde know that she had been defeated, and trying to tease Anja by making it difficult for her to recover her breathe. Natalia held Anja's head with her hands and began to play with the blonde mane, grabbing it and giving it teasing but extremely soft hair pulls. "I won... you are mine..." Natalia said breaking the kiss to breathe again.

*Will they throw us out of the bed tomorrow?*
Anja thought while taking short, gasping breaths under the weight of Natalia, thoughts running wild to get what had happened right now. It had been kind of hard to concentrate on the tasks of the day after you had only had a couple of hours to sleep after a wild night.
*I know the drill*
she wanted to subconsciously say, but there was no drill anymore. Just one thing had not changed, it was a great feeling to be so close to Natalia. She had lost, but that did not mean that she had to be servile to the extreme. And if memory served well, Natalia did not exactly dig that most of the time, so she put a hand on the leg of the Dream as a gesture of token resistance.

Natalia freezed in place when she felt Anja's hand in her leg. She lifted her head and looked deep into Anja's eyes trying to read the blonde's intentions. For almost a minute she remained like this immobile, looking almost like a statue save for the heavy breathing that she couldn't control and that keep her rubbing her tits against Anja's each time she inhaled. Very slowly a smile began to form in the Dream's lips and she let go Anja's hair, caressing the blonde's shoulders and sliding her hands down Anja's slender arms she tried to capture her friends wrists.

"You are going to keep fighting?" Natalia asked as she began gently but firmly to push Anja's hands up by the wrists, threatening to pin them over the blonde's head. "Never going to stop?"