Princess Natasha Rostovik vs Minney Navarre

Natasha was still cursing her sore behind as she lay on the canvas, so much that she didnt see Minney coming until she felt her flop over her like a wet fish. Natasha scoffed as her rival had the nerve to try and pin her. With ease she pushed her off and scrambled up to her feet

The Russian looked angry and unleashed a set of stomps onto Minney aiming for her chest and tummy. Seeing her handy work she stepped back towards the corner where her sub had obiediantly waited. With a nod and gesture from Natasha her sub produced a roll of silver gaffer tape.

The Russian took it and pulled out a strip walking back towards Minney. "Now you cant bite my perfect ass again stupid girl!" She intended to wrap it over Minneys mouth to prevent anymore surprises

"Nnnnn!"

Minney was forced off of Natasha rather easily and as she flopped off the Russian, she was greeted with heavy stomps that left her dazed and in pain. She whimpered as each boot crashed into her and while Natasha stomped away, Minny rolled onto her stomach and groaned. The stomps really weren't that bad, compared to anything else Natasha had done to her, but the futility of her efforts was finally beginning to grind her down.

When Natasha came back and taped her mouth shut, she only put up a token resistance. She struggled and shook her head, but she was shut up pretty easily.

Natasha wrapped shut Minney's mouth tightly enough that she couldnt bite her again. She proceeded to make sure the cutie was on her back before she dropped to straddle her tummy.

"Zis time you won't be escaping!" Natasha proudly announced to which the crowd responded. With the new noise being generated Natasha had an evil idea. She sat on Minney to maintain her position in keeping the little minx under her control and then reached up to slip out of her bikini revealing her full and firm breasts.

Understandably, the crowd went nuts. Natasha was a very beautiful woman, and it showed, even the ref girl blushed at the display. What Minney must have been thinking is anyones guess.

Natasha tossed away her bikini and then lay down on Minney, reaching for her hands to once again pin them down over her head but this time, instead of finding her face between the Russians thighs, it was now buried in the soft sweaty pillows of her breasts.

"Very few get to experience zis pleasure, you should be honoured little one!"

Natasha waited for the ref to start the count in what surely would be a match ending smother.

"ONE!"

Minney watched, her mouth sealed as Natasha boldly removed her top and showed off her glorious chest to the audience's delight. Minney froze, but not in horror, even as Natasha descended. The soft, pillowy breasts were much less terrifying than Natasha's ass, even despite their same general shape and feel. There was something far more loving and comforting about a bosom than a butt or, maybe, Minney had finally simply succumb to her inevitable face and wanted to make the most of it.

Either way, she now wished she had not been gagged. Not so thats he could bite, but so that she could love and nuzzle and embrace Natasha and her perfect body. She wasn't entranced, but she was obedient and Natasha's remarks about being special made her feel special.

Minney didn't even move as the referee counted to two, save for the soft whimpering and nuzzling of Natasha's exposed breast. The third count came easily enough and Minny laid under Natasha, purring softly and trying to show the Russian that she was, definitely, a good girl.

Natasha maintained the smother for a short while after the three count, not necessarily to punish Minney but more to reward her as the Russian could tell her submissive was enjoying the soft warmth. Eventually she lifted up and let Minney catch a breath. With a sly smile on her face she removed the tape from her mouth as gently as she could and stroked her cheek.

"Now you see what happens when you behave?" Natasha asked and got up off the girl to soak in the applause and cheers from the crowd who were in all truth probably cheering at the sight of the Russians magnificant breasts more than her win.

"Nnnn...."

Minney hasped when Natasha finally pulled her pillowy breasts free. Her own modest chest heaved against Natasha's bigger frame and she blushed deeply as Natasha stroked her cheek. Minney turned her head shyly when Natasha spoke and she lowered her gaze and nodded softly.

"I'll... I'll be good, Natasha-sama." Minney said and looked past Natasha in the direction of the blonde slave girl Natasha had brought in. "P-Please don't do that to me though!" She said, looking back up at Natasha with pleading eyes.

Natasha heard the pleas of Minney and it struck a chord with her. She could take her as a slave, she could collar her but somehow this feisty wrestler had managed to tame the Russian. She had softened her. Natasha nodded her head and turned to leave the ring

"You know your place little one..." she purred knowing it would plant images and ideas in the head of Minney.

She left the ring and collected her slave from the outside leading her away to the crowds applause and cheering.

Natasha knew she would see Minney again....

Minny watched Natasha as she decided to get up and leave her in the ring. The red head was shy as she watched Natasha leave, proudly leading her slave girl even while her chest remained bare and haughtily bounced with each step. Minney looked at her own nearly flat chest and then at the canvas. She felt like she escaped something.

Minney slowly rolled out of the ring once Natasha disappeared and dragged herself up the ramp. The humiliating defeat she had suffered might not have been as bad as it seemed. Natasha, maybe, wasn't so bad either, despite how fierce she wanted people to think she was.

Princess Natasha wins via pinfall