Mistress Natalia vs Mistress Tasha

Tasha took a quick second to catch her breath before grabbing her by the shoulders and rearing her head back. She would throw her head forward, aiming to slam her head into her breasts and really make them sore for a bit.

Natalia felt Tasha move up against her, holding onto her shoulders and then her head went back only to drive forwards in a head butt to her breast..

"Ahh!" Natalia let out as the unusual butt made her breast bounce and was sure to make it bruise up later... Natalia allowed her leather gloved arms to hook around the back of Tasha's head and neck.. Cuddling her close in something that looked like a extremely sensual boxer's clinch and a breast smoother... Natalia's breasts and "clinch" would start making breathing difficult, even though it looked almost like the Mistress was applying it for a mix of reasons why boxers and lovers might hold each other in this fashion...

Natalia's warm breath beated down over Tasha's purple hair and fringe, blowing the strands a little

Tasha let out a surprised gasp as the move ended up backfiring on her.

"Mmmphh!!" She gasped, trying to pull her head out from between Natalia's large breasts, although she felt her body shivering a little as she felt the dominatrix's warm breath wash over her. She decided perhaps it was time to make this match slightly more sensual, and would try to reach up with her hands and grab both suspenders, pulling them aside to expose her breasts fully.

Natalia allowed her to slip the suspenders aside, not that she was revealing much that wasn't already visible behind the thin strips.. Natalia's nipples were so taut that her left suspender caught on it a little and when it finally managed to clip free, her breast was sent wobbling.

Natalia leaned back against the apron and groaned faintly, holding the clinch a little close and drawing Tasha's face more into the slot of her cleavage steadily.. Her breathing deepening so that her bosom heaved out a little more with each breath

Tasha chuckled a little as she allowed her to pull the suspender's free, trying not to panic as she couldn't breathe. Instead, she would reach for Natalia's hands, and tried to gently guide them to the clasps on her back that attached her bustier together. If Natalia reached down, she would pull back for a breath of air, but would stay up close to her to allow her to take off her bustier if she desired to.

The oil from Natalia's bosom was coating Tasha's cheeks very very faintly in a sensual manner.. Natalia only allowed one arm to be moved, keeping her right arm still around the back of Tasha's head to ensure that she could only draw a little breath and what air she did get was thickly intoxicating with the scent in between her cleavage..

Natalia breathed deeply as she worked one handed to try and unclip the bustier as she held her up against herself.. The tip of her nipple poking into Tasha's cheek as she tried to remove it and let it slide down her opponent's body to the floor

Tasha felt the bustier slacken and slide down her body, then stepped out of it as they were both topless now. She then slid her own hands down to grope her rear with both hands, trying to lift her up so she was sitting on the ring apron, and slide her own face out from between her breasts so she could get a breath of fresh air.

Natalia got lifted up onto the edge of the ring apron, Tasha's face slipping a little away from her breasts to give her a mouthful of air for a second..

But as Natalia got moved up, she slipped her thighs up and around Tasha's waist, suddenly trying to squeeze on a very close and hot body scissors as she sat in an elevated position in front of Tasha

Tasha gasped as she finally got a full breath of air, then felt Natalia wrap her legs around her waist as soon as she sat her up on the ring.

"Mistake." She muttered, before grabbing her by her thong to lift her off the ring apron and turn her around to powerbomb the dominatrix HARD.

Natalia felt Tasha grabbing her thong under the trousers and pulling her away from the apron so that she was being held up in mid air.

"No!" Natalia shouted, desperately trying to squeeze in suddenly really tight on Tasha, trying to take it out of her before it was too late or at least do something.. But still the only way was down and Natalia slammed back first against the hard floor.

"Ugh!!" She huffed out, laying on her back with her legs still partly around Tasha's waist