Odessa Brock vs. Lumi Sarn

Odessa savored this little act of revenge, choking Lumi just as she had been choked earlier, and rubbing the French girlâ€s face into the mat in an act of humiliation. Lumiâ€s amazed murmur—that Odessa sure was fast on her feet—pleased her, too. It made her smile. “I am indeed. Afraid you may be in over your head, Lumi?” she replied, winking at her opponentâ€s reddening face.

Lumi began to struggle, doing her best to escape from Odessaâ€s headlock, pulling on the ebony amazonâ€s arm with both hands. Odessa tightened the hold as much as she could, but she knew Lumi was going to escape sooner or later. She would have to adjust, then, and make it so that she could let the white-skinned beauty out of the headlock when it benefited her, just as Lumi had allowed her to escape from the scissor hold. Odessa would turn over onto her knees as well, then throw one leg upwards and outwards, trying to swing it over Lumiâ€s back so that she might mount the French girl like a horse. As she did that, Odessa would use her free hand to deliver a hard spank to Lumiâ€s barely-covered, pasty white butt. “What a lovely ass for me to kick…” she marveled.

Lumi gasped when she felt the tight, black vice of Odessa's arm loosen; a fast breath was mandatory if she wished to continue being a contender in their duel. Unfortunately, the diva couldn't slip away quite as fast as she wanted to. Before she could escape completely, she felt Odessa's muscular thigh over her back, followed quickly by the heavy weight of the black beauty's full body! The rear end which she had so covertly admired now squarely on her back, Lumi's eyes widened as she realized what a horribly compromising position she was in! Not something she'd want circulated on the news stations at all.

Her thoughts were suddenly crystalized when she felt a painful, stinging slap, right onto her plush, gorgeous derriere--Brock had spanked her! And it was probably going to leave a mark, as well! Even this situation, of course, could be turned to her advantage, if she wore the spank mark with enough pride, but it'd set her up as a kind of a sex-hunter, and she didn't want that reputation... already, Odessa was complicating things. She needed to remove the ebon giant from her back before any more trouble as caused!

To accomplish this, Sarn hooked her arms around Odessa's legs, holding her in place, then suddenly shifted her weight, standing on her knees... and in a sudden burst of speed and strength, rose to her feet with Odessa still on her back! She couldn't hold this pose for long, but she didn't need to; instantly she fell backwards, hoping to slam her opponent against the mat!

Odessa smirked as she watched her opponentâ€s delicious, perfect derriere jiggle, a small, light red mark indicating the exact spot where her hand had fallen upon it. She knew how proud Lumi was—she was the same way, and being mounted and spanked in this manner in front of thousands upon thousands of cheering fans would certainly have raised her hackles. She would have been able to turn even a sticky situation such as this one around, however, and she knew that Lumi was probably more than capable of doing just that.

And so she was. When Lumi lifted herself up onto her feet, turning Odessaâ€s position from one of complete dominance to one that was rather precarious, the ebony beauty realized that she had lost the advantage, and clung to her opponent for only a second more before letting go, and allowing herself to drop back onto the mat. She began to roll away to get to her feet, but before she could, Lumi came down on top of her, squishing Odessa between her smooth, creamy white body and the mat. “Ooooof!” Odessa groaned, feeling a little deflated after impact.

Lumi felt Odessa beneath her; the black woman hadn't managed to slip away from that slam, at any rate. The diva now possessed a few moments of control over the situation. She would need to pay Odessa back for the humiliating hand print, of course... and secure the edge in their contest, as well. All while giving the crowd a show. Not that difficult, all things told.

"Oh, Odessa, you make a simply divine mattress! You should quick this wrestling business and seek employment as one of those~!" Lumi sings out, tone playful, wiggling her despoiled rear against Odessa's belly to the laughter of the crowds. Then, in a quieter tone of voice, she says: "I'm hiring, dear~" At that moment, she'd stand up, getting off of her rather attractive opponent, and place her foot between Odessa's back and the mat: if she could, she'd flip Brock onto her belly, in prime position for a devastating camel clutch!

Odessa chuckled as Lumi taunted her, wiggling her white rear end against her black belly to the raucous laughter of the crowd. The diva truly did love playing to the fans. She wasnâ€t the only one who could curry their favor, however—Odessa would prove that to her by matchâ€s end.

“And you, my dear Lumi, would make a lovely sofa!” Odessa retorted, a big smile on her face despite the disadvantageous position that she was in. “Between those lovely pillows on your chest and this…mmph…soft, plush cushion you have here, you would make the loveliest seat in all of Tokyo!” She reached up to poke a finger into the spot on Lumiâ€s wiggling posterior where her spank had left that light red mark. “Oh, but whatâ€s this? Looks like this cushion has a stain! That will only depreciate the value, my dear.” That got another round of laughter from the crowd, and Odessa smiled smugly. Then, she would lower her voice, and add: “If you are going to speak of you and I and beds, Lumi, perhaps you should speak of it somewhere more intimate…not in front of mixed company.”

She would grunt as Lumi lifted up and flipped her over. The ebony beauty would begin trying to crawl away, but she had a smile on her face—she had a feeling that she knew what was about to happen to her, and mentally applauded Lumi for her penchant for the dramatic.

Lumi was honestly surprised by Odessa's response; the woman was shockingly fast on her feet when it came to quips, and seemed impossible to fluster. What's more, her rebuttal had been... well, it had made Lumi's cheeks turn the slightest bit pink. An impressive feat, to say the least. Her respect for her opponent was growing at a rate which was swiftly becoming annoying, to be entirely honest. She should be using her intelligence to win the match, not give Odessa kudos.

This next move should swing things in her favor. Brock may be crawling towards the ropes, but she hadn't escaped from Lumi yet. The diva drop onto Odessa's back, letting her beautiful rear crush down on the ebon beauty; then, she'd grab Odessa's arms, trying to pull then back and over her knees! If she manages to put Brock in this position without the titaness escaping, she'd wrap her hands around the beautiful woman's chin and pull her head back, stretching her out in a camel clutch! "Your skill with wordplay is amazing, Odessa; I'm in awe! But that can only carry you so far... and I fully intend to make you tap out, no matter how witty you are~"

Glancing up over her shoulder, Odessa caught a quick glimpse of her opponentâ€s pink cheeks. That sight made Odessaâ€s smile grow twice as wide—she had managed to cause a small crack in Lumiâ€s polished, unflinching veneer, and that felt like a major step towards defeating this creamy-skinned, purple-haired beauty.

“Why, thank you,” Odessa responded to Lumiâ€s kind words, as the woman sat down on her once again and wiggled that magnificent white rear on her back. “I must admit, Lumi, that you have quite the silver tongue yourself. Sadly, silver will only be good enough for second place.” Even as she taunted her beautiful ivory opponent, her arms were tucked neatly behind the womanâ€s knees, and her chin was captured by Lumiâ€s warm hands, which pulled her back into a stressful camel clutch that managed to elicit a low groan from the British woman.

“Do your worst, darling!” Odessa challenged. “In the end, youâ€ll be the one left tongue-tied, breathless, and thoroughly defeated.”

"You seem extraordinarily confident for a women in your position, darling." Lumi commented, breathing heavily, as she lowered her opponent and let her rest for a moment, before taking hold of her chin again to stretch her back, further weakening the beautiful wrestler's body. Sarn wondered what the source of Odessa's confidence was for a moment; it was a two out of three match, after all. Maybe she thought she could come back and win it after she tapped out? Or perhaps she intended to escape the camel clutch...

Whatever the means, Lumi's current plan was hardly novel. She'd stretch, allow Odessa a second or two of rest, then stretch again; repeat until the pain grew too terrible for Brock to stand. As long as her opponent stayed where she was, in the middle of the ring, and didn't try any funny business, it looked like smooth sailing from here on out...

Odessa could only groan in reply to Lumiâ€s observation. As confident as she was, there was no pretending that the camel clutch wasnâ€t hurting, just a little—or maybe just a little more than a little. When Lumi let go of her face and allowed Odessaâ€s head to fall down, the ebony beauty took a deep breath and gave a quick reply to her opponentâ€s taunt. “No matter what position you have me in, Lumi, I know that I will win. Simply because I am a winner.”

She had to admit, though, that the camel clutch was quite a difficult position for her to be in, and she would have to think fast if she wanted to refrain from submitting and giving Lumi an early one-nil advantage in this battle. As securely as Lumi held her, however, Odessa had very few options. She began wiggling her upper body back and forth, in small, efficient arcs, hoping that she might be able to free one of her hands and use it to break the hold. She knew the chances of that happening were slim to none; her only real hope, then, was in her legs. She would try to get her knees beneath her lovely ebony frame, figuring that, if she could do that, she might be able to throw Lumi off of her with a mighty push.

"Self-confidence is a respectable trait, although it can be inappropriate in... excess amounts~" Lumi remarked casually, smirking down at Odessa. The diva was more relaxed now then she had been throughout the entire match, and impetuously decided to field Odessa a question. "Your hair... do you dye it, or is that the natural color?" She queried, beginning to reapply the pressure to her opponent's neck. "It's a very striking color, you know, such a stark white; contrasts very nicely with your skin tone, I imagine. I'm certain every eye is drawn to you when you walk onto stage..."

Sarn was careful, very careful, to keep Odessa's arms locked down, shifting slightly to deny her any leverage to escape the camel clutch; however, she doesn't notice Brock's legs. The ebony beauty would be able to maneuver them into a crouching position, Lumi not noticing her movements... and would be quite easily flung off of Brock and onto her back when Odessa used her crouched position to push backwards!

To her credit, despite being taken completely off guard, Lumi did not utter an ungainly squeal of surprise; she rallied almost immediately, trying to get off her butt as soon as possible, before Odessa could attack her!