Tasha's open challenge!

Tasha felt Violet struggling against her after she kissed her, but since she already had her arms stuck at her sides from Tasha hugging her, she couldn't do much as Tasha fell forward, taking Violet down on her back. She would then try to straddle her hips, letting go of the hug and would move to tenderly grope her breasts. "You never allowed me to finish my sentence... I wish to do an handicap e-match... hmmm... I may even consider making it elimination style, determining on how easily one of you pop..." She cooed as she massaged her breasts.

"AAAGH!" Violet grunted as she toppled over onto her back with Tasha on top of her. Their breasts mashed together, and the impact of Tasha's breasts alone was enough to wind her. She coughed and gasped. squirming as she felt the other woman on top of her.

"You never allowed me to finish my sentence," Tasha cooed, releasing the hug and sitting upright so that she stralled Violet's hips. Slowly, she began to massage Violet's breasts, causing the Canadian girl to gasp a little and go red. "I wish to do an handicap e-match... hmmm... I may even consider making it elimination style, determining on how easily one of you pop..."

The thought of being the sex slave of this witch horrified Violet. "Screw you, bitch!" she shouted, shooting both her legs up to ram her knees hard into Tasha's back, while a the same time trying to drive a fist upwards into the woman's rack.

Tasha giggled a little at Violet's insult. "Yeah, that's the idea..." She said, before her eyes lit up, gasping as both knees drove into her back, then felt a fist drive into her breasts, letting out a sharp cry and falling on her back, nursing the breast she punched. "Ooohnn... that.. that wasn't nice, love..." She protested.

Violet rolled, springing onto her front as Tasha rolled away. "Yeah, sue me!" she snarled, rushing forwards and aiming to grab at Tasha's wrists and pin them to the mat, before kneeing her hard in the midsection.

Tasha said nothing in response, just watching as she rolled over and sprung on top of her. As she tried to leap on top of her, she would try to bring her legs up to wrap around her waist and squeeze tightly. She would take a hard knee to the midsection, but she would still try to hold on, letting out a couple of coughs, trying to regain her breath.

Violet gasped as Tasha's powerful legs suddenly closed around her waist, coiling around her in a crushing grip. SHe winced as she felt her midsection being squeezed relentlessly, and her breath was close to being cut off. With an enraged grow, she clenched her hands together and brought them swinging down in an axe-handle blow to Tasha's ample chest.

Tasha saw the move coming from a mile away when Violet raised her fists together in the air and reached her arms out to try and catch both wrists. She then grinned a little, trying to pull her in, and would try to lock lips with her again while crushing her waist simultaneously.

Violet cursed as Tasha's arms suddenly shot up, catching her axe-handle blow. With a cry of alarm, she was suddenly pulled down so that her body was up against Tasha's. The next thing she knew, the other girl's lips were locking around hers sensually. She blushed squirming in panic, even as she felt Tasha's legs crushing at her waist.

In an act of desperation, she reared her head back and brought it slamming down into Tasha's face with a vicious headbutt.

Tasha moaned in content as she met lips with Violet, chuckling some. "Hmm... you're quite a good kisser- UGH!!" She grunted as Violet smashed her head into Tasha's face. She let go of her waist, clutching her lips where she was headbutted and growled a little in annoyance.

Violet lifted her head back up. "Weren't...expecting that...were you, witch," she growled, before hitting Tasha hard with another headbutt. Since she was now trapped against Tasha, she was cornered, but Violet was the kind of girl who was very dangerous when cornered.