Slave Wars season 1: Natsumi vs Dominique

Dominique need a moment to collect himself after getting that front row and center view right under Natsumi's apron, having come so close to losing to argueably the weakest girl in Friction, he felt rather flustered and lacked composure. Unfortunately Natsumi was not going to gift him the time he needed right now and within moment he felt body of Natsumi's breasts thump in right against his back, her arms snaking around his neck and head to keep him from moving away from the uncomfortably intimate closeness.

Her sweat had soaked through the apron she was wearing and Dominique could feel the moistness on his back which was in most part naked in this idol dress, in fact most of his pink and white dress had soaked up both his own and Natsumi's sweat. He let out a faint groan as she used her own body weight to pull him down slowly onto their sides in a laying position.. Heart still pounding hard against his chest

"You are mine..." Natsumi whispered into Dominique's ear, not so convinced herself, but she knew that was something girls around AFW used to say a lot when they locked their opponents in a good hold and she kind of hoped this will affect Dominique and make it easier for her to win this fight. Natsumi tightened her arms around Dominique's neck and squeezed, although her sleeper technique was a bit sloppy, she had a very good position behind her opponent and it wasn't that hard to bring Dominique down. Natsumi cursed herself anyway when she realized she hadn't sneaked a leg under Dominque to trap her opponent in a body scissors too, so she moved her other leg over Dominque trying to neutralize her opponent's legs.

"Tap out! You are done!" Natsumi demanded trying to sound authoritative as she continued applying the sleeper hold. The apron was really starting to drive Natsumi crazy right now as it was so soaked in sweat that it felt like glued against the front of her body and with the movements in her struggle with Dominique, the only thing the apron seemed to be doing was massaging and teasing all her front. Her nipples were hard like rocks right now and despite the layers of cloth Natsumi was pretty sure Dominique would be feeling them.

Things were starting to get steamy and close between the two again, with Natsumi pressing right up against Dominique's back he could feel just how soaked with sweat her apron had become, the material started to stick clammily to his back... The flimsy bit of clothing being moved aside in some places allowing certain parts of Natsumi's body to be in direct unobstructed contact with his own. He was almost sure he could feel her nipple not only press right into the back of his shoulder blade unprotected but rolling firmly up and down against his moist hot skin... Meanwhile his butt seemed to fit perfectly right into her crotch as if it was always intended to be the perfect cup or holder for his butt cheeks, each and all of his movements gently rubbed and humped his ass back against her mound... Gulping, he grabbed at her arm across his throat, his heart pounding hard and now a rather unsettling tingling sensation coming to his cock..

"no.." Dominique whimpered softly, he started to think again about the humiliation of being beaten by Natsumi once again.. As if the defeat wouldn't be bad enough, in the last few moments of the match she had kinda been all over him with really simply submission holds that he should be able to get out of being a submission wrestling expert... But this creampuff girl was really starting to get to him, his resolve and concentration being weakened

Natsumi tried to block the feelings that being this close to Dominique brought her. The warm body of her blonde opponent felt just so good against her own and Natsumi couldn't deny that she was enjoying being in control; it felt good to be the one delivering the punishment instead of receiving it. Dominique's body was kind of weird, Natsumi had started to notice now that she was handling it; the butt and back of her opponent where just odd but that didn't stopped Natsumi from enjoying the way she was clinging to Dominique's back. It just felt too good to rub herself against her opponent while draining them, and Natsumi could have got used to the sensation if it wasn't for the stupid apron teasing her, sometimes covering her body and at others slipping to the side, making her skin go into direct contact with her opponent.

"Game over, Dominique... time to surrender!" Natsumi said a bit more confident now. Dominique was still struggling and started to pull Natsumi's arm down, so she pressed herself more into her opponent's back, trying to tighten the sleeper, and then Natsumi leaned back, trying to drag Dominique with her and then, sitting in her cute butt, bring her legs up and around the blonde's waist, trying to add a scissors hold to the sleeper.

Dominique leaned forwards in the sitting position, his butt cheeks slipping right into Natsumi's crotch as she forced her boobs right into his back, spooning him really close together.

"Ooowwwmm!" Dominique couldn't help but groan out in what sounded to be pleasure as Natsumi leaned back and pulled him up along with her... Their bodies made the most delightfully soft squeak as they rubbed very slightly but firmly against one another, Natsumi's breasts slipping up Dominique's back with each inch she drew him backwards. Dominique was sweating rather profusely now and it had become some what embarrassingly, it would have been bad enough just looking upon each other in this state but the fact was that they had been in such close body contact for some time that Dominique knew that quite a lot of the wetness he could feel all over his body was from Natsumi, a girl he barely even knew.

He labored out pant after pant, his cheeks flushed for a multitude of reasons... Heat, embarrassment, arousal, exertion... He turned his head, looking groggily upon the ropes and weakly waving his hand out towards them even though he was no where near.. Natsumi really had him at the moment, he hadn't been able to put up much offense in a while and as if that wasn't bad enough, just then he felt his cock finally find its way to freedom, popping out of the confines of tight kawaii panties so that his erection was sticking out pressed up against his inner thigh... His heart skipped a beat and his hand waved around frantically for a moment, almost giving in to Natsumi right there and then from feeling that... Then the tired grogginess kicked right back in again and his arm started to slow and wilt, his eye lids becoming quite heavy and his whole body sagging back into Natsumi half naked sweaty body slightly. Still, Natsumi wouldn't be able to see with his mini skirt at least covering him up, but Natsumi really had Dominique in a bad way right now

Despite her best attempts Natsumi was getting badly turned on right now. She could feel how her arousal grew with every second she spent clinging to Dominique's body. It shamed her a lot but this was turning her on; she loved this sensation of power and control she had over her opponent. She felt powerful in a very animalistic way and it was exhilarating. Now she kind of understood why people liked to do this kind of things to her. The thrill of victory was not something Natsumi had experienced in a long long time but right now she could feel it; she was so close... she was going to put out this preppy pretty bitch in idol clothes right here in the middle of the ring, she was going to be the victor, she was going to pose with a foot on Dominique's face just to show Cassandra and her bitch sister Melissa she was no weakling and then...

Natsumi's cute face suddenly turn bright red as her sleeper hold lose a bit of its power, right as she remembered what the stakes for this match were. She had come to terms with hurting and beating another girl just to avoid getting beat and hurt herself; she had even begun to enjoy it, but fucking someone... How was she supposed to do that? Natsumi began to feel very uncomfortable again and she nearly pushed Dominique away. She couldn't hide her arousal but having to fuck Dominique if she won was certainly not what she had in mind. She held Dominique in the sleeper but without putting as much pressure as she did before; her mind racing as she tried to find a way to get out of this ring without having to commit a rape... or be victim of one instead.

Dominique felt all warm and groggy, although it was quite disturbing having your blood circulation disrupted and not being able to think straight.. There was a certain cozy sleepy kind of feeling that he was getting from being held by Natsumi like this that felt so so good. His butt seemed to fit the curve of her crotch perfectly and the feel of her moist almost naked breasts gliding up and down against his back was really starting to wear on him.. Every now and again a nipple will get caught on his skin or between the material of what remained of Natsumi's apron and it would graze against his skin harder. Dominique had kinda subconsciously submitted to Natsumi, just sitting there with his blue eyes all glazed over as more sweat droplets appeared on his body due to the heat of their bodies... Steamy pant after steamy pant leaving his lips..

Natsumi eased up on him, feeling nervous about what was going to come next after the match came to an end, prolonging the situation even more.. Dominique gently groaned out and kinda snuggled back up against her,

"Awww.. They look so cute together, don't they deary... cuddling together and they haven't even done the deed yet" Melissa teased from outside the ring as both Sellers sister continued to watch on, Cassandra just silently pushed up her glasses on the bridge of her nose, not all that impressed by the situation... Cassandra's girl was winning, but of course the bet was as to who had the weaker slave... So Cassandra was infact losing the bet!

Dominique was vaguely aware of Melissa's comments and it brought back to his mind what defeat would actually mean... Being owned by the creampuff of Friction, ending his competitive career and starting a full time jobbing career.. Not to mention, Natsumi having her way with him while he was at his most vulnerable. His cock was still hanging half out of these tight panties too for her to see!

Dominique heart skipped another beat, his eyes blinking vaguely open and his breathing rate quickened as, heart pounding faster as he had a little panic attack. Weakily and groggily he lifted his arms out and flailing as if in slow motion, his soaked body gently rubbing and snuggling back into her more.. Natsumi seemed to have him

Hearing Melissa's comment made Natsumi groan and grimace deeply annoyed; her cute face was bright red and didn't seemed like it was going to recover its natural color any time soon. Natsumi couldn't understand how winning could be so embarrassing but it was. Not because of the victory itself but of what will happen after it. Natsumi knew there was no way to avoid it; she was going to have to fuck Dominique in front of Cassandra and Melissa. She could feel Dominique weakening and knew it was just a matter of time now, so she decided that it was better to put an end to this once and for all. Still she felt a bit guilty and sorry for her opponent. Keeping Dominique trapped tightly with the sleeper hold and the scissors, Natsumi moved her face closer to Dominique's own face and whispered into her opponent's ear. "I'm sorry... but I have to do this. Nothing personal..." she said with a sweet tone, then giving Dominique a soft friendly kiss in the cheek.

And then Natsumi closed her eyes and tightened the double hold as hard as she could, crushing Dominique's sides with her thighs as she squeezed the blonde's throat with her slim arms, determined to put Dominique out for the night. Natsumi focused, blocking all other thoughts, no longer considering Dominque a person, but thinking of her opponent as a plush toy, something that was made to be squeezed. She tried not to hear Dominique's groans as her legs and arms closed around the blonde's body, tighter and tighter; biting her lip trying not to acknowledged how good it feel to crush someone like this. Dominique's body was so warm... but it was still moving, and Natsumi had decided she was not going to stop squeezing until Dominique stopped moving.

Dominique let out a heavy shuddering pant as Natsumi eased the pressure in the hold back in, the warmth of her body and her breasts pressed nice and cozily into Dom's back again.. Gently Natsumi whispered into Dominique's ear as if she was whispering sweet nothings to him, followed up with a faint kiss on his cheek. Dominique turned his head slightly towards hers as she held onto his head, feeling her warm pants blowing out across the front of his lips and having little choice but to take it in as he tried to breath deeply in these difficult conditions.

In a way it felt almost soothing, having Natsumi hot and sweat body clinging around him while he himself was over heated and drenched in sweat. After wrestling so hard and desperately in order not to end up with a mortifying defeat against him, it felt good to just relax into Natsumi's arms and let her have her way with him.. Groggily he lifted his arm up but it soon fell back down, his body felt so heavy and it felt like the whole gym around him was whirling around out of control... The only comfort being that Natsumi was holding him so close and tight that he wouldn't fall from the spinning ring

Slowly, Natsumi felt Dominiques panting changing from being quick and frantic to being slow and labored, his body sagging back against hers as everything faded out

Natsumi moved very very slowly, squeezing Dominque harder and harder with her arms an legs, very much like a snake tightening its coils around its victim. She kept her lips pressed against Dominique's cheek, barely touching with her lips the corner of her opponent's lips as if she was trying to sooth and cuddle with Dominique at the same time she tried to crush and choke the blonde. She closed her eyes and began to squeeze again, relaxing a bit as she felt pretty confident and in control. Natsumi rubbed her breasts up and down Dominque's back almost without knowing it; she too was very tired and felt happy that this was coming to an end, specially because it was an end that had her winning the match. She tightened her legs around Dominique's waist and then eased the pressure a bit only to do it again a few seconds later.

Natsumi lost track of time as she was enjoying so much the cozy choking cuddle in which she had her opponent, it felt almost as if she could fall asleep squeezing Dominique like a plush toy. Natsumi loved the way Dominique's body felt, so weak and lifeless and yet so warm and soft. It took her quite some time to realize what she was doing and that she was just keeping Dominique in the hold without finishing the fight. Natsumi blushed feeling a bit ashamed of how comfortable she got with Dominique and how much she was enjoying having her opponent on the brink of consciousness for so long. "Sorry..." she said, and then taking a deep breath she tried to squeeze Dominque real hard trying to knock out the blonde once and for all.