Victoria vs Anja - Smother Match

Victoria kicked, bucked and squirmed beneath Anja, all the while emitting muffled cries and screams into the woman’s rear. But for all her struggling, all it accomplished was causing her foe’s butt to rub all over her pretty face while riding it like a bucking bronco.

Though not entirely clearly, Victoria did hear Anja’s voice, which only caused her already deep blush to intensify, if that were even possible. “Mmmmmph!” she cried out while kicking her legs wildly on the mat, trying to plead with Anja to release her but failing to get any coherent words out. And soon the lack of oxygen began taking its toll, which was only enhanced by Victoria’s frantic and futile attempts to escape. But her struggles began to die down, her muffled cries becoming weaker and weaker.

Once she was too weak to fight back any longer and her body had all but ceased moving, Victoria felt one of Anja’s legs slip off of her arm. Oh how she would’ve loved to use that opening to push the German right off of her, but alas she simply didn’t have the strength to try it. Her choices were clear: tap out, or pass out. And with the last bit of strength she could muster, the amazon decided to take the quickest way out and began tapping out, hoping Anja would release her from this overwhelmingly embarrassing position before she passed out.

So it was a tap out. That was fine, Anja would have been pleased with every solution. A submission was fine because her opponent knew now what would happen when she came under an assault like this again, and would probably also know that the smaller Blonde had the situation in control when she wanted, made Anja stand up eagerly after Victoria had tapped out.
"Oh, there you are again. I hope this was not too much for you, Victoria-chan."
She added with an assuring smile while standing with a broad stance over the other girl, content to let her look up at her legs or any other part of her body, which was a nice question in itself.

Victoria began panting the moment Anja climbed off of her, keeping her eyes wedged shut for a few moments. Her face was still red as a tomato with embarrassment over having her face sat on, not to mention being forced to tap out in that position. And when she opened her eyes again she saw the shorter blonde standing in a very dominant pose over her, with a leg on either side of the American’s body as Anja looked down at her from her towering stance.

Her eyes looked at the beautiful legs on either side of her before trailing up Anja’s body, all the way up to that pretty face of hers, and right back down to those hips that had just dominated her. Everything about her stance conveyed the woman’s confidence, as if her body language alone was emphatically reminding Victoria who had been the winner in the first round and who just had their face used as a cushion. But the worst part was she seemed confident, even determined, to make sure it happened again.

Victoria didn’t say anything in response, and simply began attempting to crawl away from Anja, hoping she’d give her time to recover before the second round started rather than jumping right back into things again.

Anja was in no hurry to continue the match. Sure, she would probably miss a chance when she let the other girl crawl away, but this match clearly was very difficult for Victoria, and Anja was surprisingly nobody with a sadistic heart in such circumstances. She instead calmly climbed on a turnbuckle to grab the top rope with both hands while planting both feet on the top rope to let go with the legs so that she crouched in a waiting position, not unlike the one of her beloved raven animals.
"Ready when you are. Take your time. No need to hurry."
She stated, letting her voice drift a little away in a soothing tone.

Victoria was relieved when Anja allowed her to crawl away and get herself together before starting the next round. She easily could’ve taken the attack right to the American then and there, and while victory may not have been guaranteed, Victoria no doubt would’ve had a hard time fighting her way to freedom.

Making her way into the corner on the opposite side of the ring as the one Anja currently waited in, Victoria grabbed onto the ropes and pulled herself to her feet slowly, taking a few deep breaths as she went. Her face was still red with embarrassment from having Anja sit on her face, but it was clearly finally starting to die down.

Her foe looked confident as she sat perched on the turnbuckle, quite reminiscent of a raven. And she certainly had good reason to be. But Victoria tried to put it out of her mind. And after a moment, she nodded to the woman across the ring from her. “Ok. I’m ready...”

Anja patiently waited until her opponent had made her way back to wherever she wanted, occasionally turning her head from left to right to further elaborate the illusion of her being a raven. She had not thought that she was really having such a profound effect on her opponent, so she finally hoped down from her position that she herself was sure that Victoria was ok.
"Hm, as good as you are as a wrestler, you really have to work at this issue. People are gonna literally eat you alive in this state."
A little chuckle escaped her mouth at the thought of this alone while she slowly came back into the middle of the ring.

Once Anja hopped down and spoke, Victoria averted her gaze for a moment, knowing what her opponent was saying was completely true. “I...I know...” she muttered. She couldn’t afford to be so shy about these kinds of things. It’d kill her chances of having any kind of successful career here if she didn’t get it together. Any other competitor here worth their salt wouldn’t have any problem doing what Anja had just done to her, and she had to learn to deal with it. She was trying. But it just wasn’t easy.

But if she wanted any chance at all of winning this match, she’d have to force herself to get past that shyness, no matter how embarrassing. And so when Anja moved to the middle of the ring, Victoria did her best to push all embarrassing thoughts aside and moved out to meet her. Putting her arms up and keeping a leg in front of her as she went, the American cautiously inched toward Anja, before attempting to initiate a lockup with her opponent.

It was a cautious approach by Victoria, but that was not really surprising for her at this point. It was a strange world in which Anja lived. And not only Anja, but really anyone who was stepping inside a ring in AFW. Maybe she was doing her opponent a favor with this? Probably not, but she had signed and now had to walk through it. And there was another thing to see, was Victoria the better wrestler? Up to this point, Anja had not looked too good when she had not been able to sex her opponent, and that was eating at her pride.

So for now, she would attempt to engage the lock up, but would quickly try to transition it into a waist lock after attempting to move behind the other girl.

The one thing that still gave Victoria confidence at this point in the match was the fact that, when she’d been able to use it, her extensive martial arts training had really paid off. Anja was a well-experienced veteran in the AFW, one Victoria knew had skill as a professional wrestler. So to feel that she could at least hang with Anja from a more technical standpoint at the moment was huge for her. Though, with this being the kind of match it was, she still knew she couldn’t just rely on martial arts the entire time either.

As Anja stepped forward and engaged her, the two women’s arms briefly locked themselves together. Normally Victoria would’ve tried to assert her size advantage in some way from here, but Anja was quick, and managed to shift behind the American with both arms around her toned waist. Victoria remained calm, taking comfort in the fact that things had gone back to a more standard match type of feeling for now, and moved her hands to grab one of Anja’s wrists.

After a couple of seconds, she would then suddenly throw her torso forward while twisting to the side, attempting to execute a judo style takedown to flip Anja forward and onto her back. And if successful, she’d keep a nice, tight grip on the woman’s arm and begin to painfully twist it after Anja’s landing.

There were several routes out for Victoria from this position on, Anja knew that. For a really smooth attempt, she herself would have instantly attempted a German suplex, but the goal was to show herself that she could hang with the other girl, wrestling wise. Funny that this as also going through Victoria`s mind, something that would surely have amused her if she had knew it.

"Uff!"
Then the action resumed again with a judo toss and the subsequent take down move that was about to follow. This time, she would not just lie down and play possum, so she would immediately try to score a kick against the chest area after she had landed to keep the move going and not give the other girl time for a more enduring hold.