Aerial Battle [Heather Sunderland vs Tsukiko Himura]

Tsukiko chuckled as she watched Heather pitifully get onto one knee, she shut her eyes for a second to long as Heather ran straight at her. The girl's eyes opened wide as the girl's incredible speed had taken her off guard. Before she knew it, Tsukiko was speared and her back slammed hard onto the mat. "Ahhhgg!" The dark haired girl let out a terrible groan as the pain shot up from her spine. Tsukiko hissed as she tried to roll over onto her back and crawl away from Heather with one eye open. The upstart didn't want Heather to turn the tables put a the pace she was moving, Tsukiko frantically tried to exit the ring. Despite all her talk, she was a bit cowardly when things weren't going according to plan.

"Ughh! Get away from me!" Tsukiko cried trying her hardest to escape.

Colliding with Tsukiko and taking her down to the ground, Heather let out a little relieved sigh, loving the feeling of getting back on the girl by slamming her down like that. She would try to relax a bit before she suddenly felt the girl rolling over, trying to escape from her. Hearing her cry out, Heather would shake her head. There was no way that she was going to let her get away, not when she was just about to start picking up her momentum again.

"I don't think so.." Heather let out, quickly lunging at her again, trying to grab her by the hair, keeping her on her stomach if she could. She would then attempt to sit herself in front of her so she could pull her head into her legs, trying to put her in a tight headscissors, forcing her face into her crotch if she could do so.

Tsukiko's eyes widened with distaste as Heather pulled at her hair and before she knew it. She found her mouth and nose pressed against the girl's crotch as her head was being crushed by Heather's thighs. The dark haired girl began thrashing her legs desperately as Heather put her in such a bad position. Tsukiko's fingers tried to pry her opponent's legs off of her head but, with little success as her face grew redder and redder. She could feel it, Heather's crotch against her mouth and nose, she had to admit she hadn't more humiliated in her entire life at this moment. Tsukiko was rather new to pro wrestling and now was beginning to see why it was so tough as the crowd going against her as she was the one being humiliated.

"MHHHGH!" Tsukiko continued thrashing doing everything and anything she could to get out of this position.

Locking in the scissor hold, Heather would grin, quite pleased as she would squeeze as hard as she could, really forcing the girl's face into her crotch. Her grin would just get wider and wider as she watched Tsukiko's attempts at struggling. The fact that the girl didn't have too much strength behind her spare from her high flying moves was becoming quite clear to Heather right now, Heather using that to her advantage as much as she could in the hold. "Come on!!" Heather yelled out, squeezing a little harder as she did.

She would plant her hands on the mat, attempting to lift her hips up a little to add even more to the scissor hold. She didn't want the girl to tap yet, but to really weaken her with this would be ideal, just so she could get back at her a little.

"Mmhh! Ughh!"Tsukiko groaned as her opponennt lifted up her hips causing more and more pressure to be build on her. She would let out a pitiful whine as she was in a hopeless situation finding less energy to thrash around in and less air to breathe in. Tsukiko was so close to tapping out in this position, she had no air and she was in a great deal of pain from her opponent's legs. Heather would notice the girl's strength begin to whine as her thrashing stopped as her hand still continued to try and pry a part her opponent's legs with a fraction of her strength. When Heather yelled Come on, Tsukiko's cheeks burnt up at her pathetic nature unable to do a thing while her opponent woman handled her like this with her face against her crotch.

"Heh.." Heather let out as she felt Tsukiko's thrashing start to calm down quite a bit to the point where it would stop. Her prying was much weaker than before, and Heather knew she had her right where she wanted her. She would let out a little sigh, keeping her in the scissors for a little while longer before she would suddenly release her. Though when she did, she wouldn't give her a moment to rest. She would grab her by her wrist, trying to drag her over to the corner and prop her up in a sitting position, just as she had Heather in before.

"And now I'll show you what happens when you do what you did."

Tsukiko letting out a large gasp of air as Heather released her, she groaned trying to catch her breath. Lying their face down as she lay their powerless as Heather dragged her by her own wrist which Tsukiko resisted half heartedly. Grunting as she was propped up with her back against the turnbuckle, she began to take bigger breaths as her eyes would slowly escalate from her opponent's legs to her face. The Japanese girl knew she was in trouble even before Heather had said those words.

"Wait! Stop!" Tsukiko said short of breath as she looked up at Heather. "I'm sorry! Okay!"

Heather watched and heard Tsukiko's words, pleading and apologizing to her, clearly knowing what she was planning. Heather bit her lip just slightly, part of her wanting to forgive her, but she wasn't going to let that part fool her. She would shake her head, grinning widely. "Nope, that's not going to work. You're getting this because of what you did to me." She let out, unzipping her pants before she would turn around, she would slip them down just slightly before she would try to shove her black lace panty-covered butt into Tsukiko's face, looking to return the stinkface that the girl had given her earlier.

Tsukiko took as much breaths as she could as she awaited her opponent's verdict as she was at heather's mercy. Seeing her shake her head, Tsukiko shivered with fear as her opponent grinned down at her. When Heather turned around and unzipped her pants. The dark haired girl put out her hands trying to stop it from getting closer. "No!" Tsukiko whined as she tried to muster what little strength she had left. "NO!" She cried as it was too little too late as she shook her head before Heather's ass pressed against her face. "NOO-MHHHH!" Tsukiko groaned loudly kicking her legs on the amt her hands trying to push Heather off of her. Tsukiko's eyes began to well up as she was forced int such a position. Her face being pressed down against by Heather's ass was certainly a bitter sweet experience for her.

Pressing her ass against Tsukiko's face, Heather would start to rub it in, really trying to humiliate the girl as much as she could. "Do you like that jobber, I bet you just love this don't you?" Heather would say, mimicking the same words that Tsukiko had said to her when the positions were reversed. "Why don't you kiss my ass while you're there huh?" She would continue, finishing Tsukiko's words before she would let out a loud laugh, really grinding her ass in her face.

She felt her starting to push at her ass though, making it a little harder for her to keep it locked in for too long. She would try her best to make the most out of it for as long as she could, but she knew she wouldn't be able to win off something like this.