Mistress Natalia vs Mistress Tasha

Tasha smirked as Natalia let go of her, and gave her one more good spank before she ends up flopping off her, and tries to scramble back to her feet, trying to stand back up and move away from her.

Natalia had still succeeded in biting hard enough that it might leave red teeth marks in Tasha's butt, Natalia legs flopped down to the mat and she sluggishly rolled over onto one side... She was angry from the spanks but still groggy from the suplex now that the original fires of rage had dimmed a little. She started trying to struggle to her feet...

Tasha would circle Natalia slowly as she watched her getting back to her feet and would try to stay behind her, licking her lips in anticipation for her to fully rise.

Natalia got fully to her feet, stumbling back a few steps to that her back pressed up against Tasha's naked bust...

Tasha smirked when she fell right back into her arms, and would try to wrap her arms around her torso, hopefully trapping Natalia's arms at her sides, and would then try to lift her up off her feet and turn around and flop forward, hoping so smash her fact into the mat and knock the wind out of her a bit with the slam.

As Tasha's arms came around Natalia's waist she gasped and was suddenly aware of the danger, she was able to plant her feet to the mat by bending her knees slightly to prevent Tasha from lifting her, but she still had the purple haired french woman behind her in a dangerous position... Her leather glove covered hands gripped for Tasha's arms, struggling back against her naked breasts...

Tasha growled when Natalia stopped herself from being lifted, but she would keep her arms tightly around her waist and trapping her arms as well, and would instead try to stick one foot in front of her and fall forward, just trying to get her onto her belly.

Natalia went down hard, with her hands entangled with Tasha's she wasn't able to block her face as she fell right into the mat..

"Ugh!" She let out, breasts flatting under her and forehead bouncing against the floor

Tasha grinned as she was in the perfect position now, and leaned down towards her ear. "I've saved my favorite move for you." She whispered before sitting up on her back and tried to wrap her legs around her arms, trapping them together in a rather peculiar, and painful style of a chicken wing submission! She began squeezing almost until her shoulders were touching one another.

"I'm flattered." Natalia half growled half coed, not taking it seriously as Tasha started to lock her up.. She put up a bit of resistance, but because of the fall face first, she was still a little stunned. As her arms got yanked back so that her shoulders started to squeeze together she let out a low groan that sounded more of pleasure then of pain... But of course pain to a masochist was pleasure