Princess Natasha Rostovik vs Minney Navarre

Natasha just saw Minneh disappearing out from the ring and smiled evily. If Minney wanted to be hunted, Natasha was only too happy to oblige. "You cant run forever..." she called out and quickly slipped out of the ring nearest her.

Staying low she skulked around the edge of the ring so she could creep behind Minney who was recovering from the assault so far. Getting close Natasha reached out a hand and grabbed a handful of hair. "There you are slave!" the Russian mocked and attempted to roll Minney back into the ring so that she could administer more punishment, and if she got her in, Natasha would quickly follow so she could stay close.

Once Minney rolled out from the ring, she took a second to catch her breath. Minney turned back when Natasha spoke and shook her head. She began to try and run away from Natasha as she saw the girl leave the ring as well. She slowly inched towards one side and turned her head to peer around the corner, not seeing anything.

"Aiiieee!"

Minney yelped when Natasha exposed her and grabbed her hair. She squirmed and flailed but was heaved back into the ring with ease. She quickly scrambled up, holding her hair. Her flight instincts were kicking in pretty heavy, but there as a little bit of fight in her. Once Minney was on her feet, she ran to the opposite side of the ring and bounced off the ropes. She charged back at Natasha and when she was close, leaped off her feet and aimed a cute dropkick at the princess' belly!

Natasha got to her feet and stood in almost disbeleif at what her rival was up to. Yes, she was actually trying to mount an attack. At first Natasha smiled but that quickly changed as the gravity of the situation came crashing back to her. It was not the only thing crashing because Minney's dropkick connected.

"OOGGHNNHHFFF" Natasha fell back and hit the mat. She lay there for a moment still not quite believing what had happened. Ordinarily she would have gotten mad, but she was starting to develop a soft spot for Minney. Her attitude was exciting. It meant that there was something to break. That would made her domination all the sweeter.

Natasha got back to one knee and whipped her hair so she could see. "keep trying little one, and if you are good. I wont hurt you too much!" The blow hadnt really hurt the Russian, more winded her, but even so she needed a moment.

Minney flopped as she hit with the dropkick. The crowd cheered and even Minney was a bit surprised at its success. However, she climbed back up to her feet and watched as Natasha praised and taunted her at the same time.

A palpable fear continued to run through her and she summoned up some more defiant courage. She pulled her hand back and then launched it at Natasha's face. With the girl on one knee, she was in the perfect position to take an open handed slap from the mousey red head.

"Nnngh!"

As Natahsa got herself up she saw Minney moving in for a slap. A SLAP! Of all things!?

The Russian immediately shot out a hand and grabbed Minney's wrist to prevent the blow from connecting. This time it was less playful, less funny. Natasha was angry. The big Russian got to her feet still cluthing hard at her little rivals wrist. She gave it a slight twist to maintain the control and spoke

"How dare you! How dare you try to slap me! Your Princess!!" There was genuine fire in her eyes and venom in her words. This did not bode well for Minney. With that the big Russian let go of her wrist and immediately stepped into Minney's personal space. She wrapped her arms around the waist of the small girl and looked to pick up her slightly and start to squeeze in a powerful bearhug. Natasha's huge ample chest squashing against Minney's

"I crush you before I take you silly girl!"

"Nngh!?"

Minney didn't know what to expect, but the slap being caught definitely wasn't it. She tried to pull away, but winced at Natasha's tight grip. "N-No...' She muttered weakly and tried to yank her hand away once again. She shivered as she looked at Natasha. She was freed from the clutching hand only to be snatched up and compressed against Natasha's ample chest and firm body.

"Nnnnghh!"

Minney squirmed again, kicking her feet and shaking her head as she was crushed.

Natasha grinned as she felt her prey struggling, she squeezed and pumped her arms more to jolt Minney and ramp up the discomfort. "I think I will keep you as my 'special' pet..." Natasha taunted before following up with, "But I may need to test you out.... a lot!" The Russian's words were cryptic but still meanacing, whatever she had planned was not going to be for Minney's benefit.

Pulling Minney tight, Natasha gave her a lift and wheeled around on her left leg so the momentum took them over. In a textbook move, Natasha and Minney fell with Natahsa on top for a belly to belly slam. Normally this was a move seen by bigger heavier wrestlers but Natasha had the weight advantage over Minney to make this a powerful attack.

"uugnmmmmmm" the Russian gasped as she took the impact, knowing Minney was squashed under her curvaceous body

"N-Nooooo!"

Minney struggled, but her attempts to flee were negligible in the tight bear hug. She tried her best to knee herself free, but it wasn't really happening. Even if she was pressed tightly against Natasha's sexy body, she was still compressed painfully. Her eyes were shut tightly as Natasha's cruelly seductive voice continued to taunt her.

When she was heaved up, Minney's light body practically ragdolled and she was crushed under Natasha's weight. "Guuuuunnnnnghh...."

She moaned into Natahsa's chest, panting hotly against it shallowly.

As the pair landed Natasha couldnt help but grin, and the desperate panting of Minney against her breasts only served to fuel the fire inside of the big Russian. Natasha quickly scrambled up and sat on Minney's chest, letting her big thighs frame the cute wrestlers cheeks.

Natasha looked down on Minney and gave a bounce letting her large butt cheeks squash the smaller girl. By this time the Russian was toying with Minney but she was also lusting after her. She loved submissive girls and Minney was no expection.

Reaching for her hands, Natasha tried to pull Minneys arms up straight and pin then down to the canvas over her head. "Now, tell me little girl, how do you feel about smothering?"

"Nigh!"

Minney was trapped for the moment as Natasha sat and bounced on her petite chest, straining her rib cage and making it hard to breath. She was in no position to fight back with her arms and one was easily pinned down. Minney shook her head as Natasha asked her a question.

"F-Feel about what?" She asked, wincing like Natasha was threatening to smack her. While her upper body was pinned, her lower body still writhed loosely behind Natasha and Minney kicked and sputtered, still trying to resist.

As she tried to get some clarification from Natasha, Minney's legs flung upwards and she tried to hook them around Natasha and pull the sexy Russian backwards and off her.