Hell In a Cell - Heather Sunderland vs Saten

Heather could feel Saten's struggles finally dying down. It was exactly what she was hoping for as she relaxed herself, keeping the only part tight on her being her hand that was clenched on Saten's crotch, gripping it tightly. She nodded her head and took a deep breath, merely resting her left hand on Saten's arms now as she felt like she had successfully subdued the girl. "There we are. Maybe I'll just let you pass out this time. Can't say I'd be done with you after that, but it would definitely help me out." Heather says as she looks down into Saten's eyes.

Suddenly, she felt a kiss on her skin between her breasts. It shocked her a bit, causing her to lose some of her grip on Saten's crotch. "Wh-what are you doing??" Heather says as she feels a few more kisses from Saten. It was definitely an unexpected move from her, and it was taking Heather quite a bit off guard. "S-stop that.." She says, her face turning a bit more red as she goes to grip Saten's hair with her left hand.

Saten was starting to lose control of herself, her soft lips carefully dancing upon the skin of Heather, though she was starting to lose vision, knowing she was going to pass out soon. She tried to mumble it out with her last amounts of air, making it sound like she wanted to surrender. With her warm face buried deep inbetween the girl's breasts and her crotch pretty moist from the rough like claw Heather had on it, Saten's body warmth had reached the amount where Saten could not handle it.

"A-aah I...said stop!" Heather lets out between a small moan as Saten's lips continued to press against her sensitive skin over and over. The feeling it was giving her was causing her to really loosen up her hand on Saten's crotch, her grip weakening to what was only a bit of a gentle grasp. Heather bit her lip trying to withstand the treatment Saten was giving her back, there was no was she was going to be the one to give in in this position, she wasn't going to let up until she had it under control.

Hearing Saten's mumbles though, Heather rose her breasts up off her face quickly, letting out her own sigh of relief at removing herself from Saten's lips. She looks down at her again, looking in her eyes seriously as she re-tightens her grip on the girl's crotch, trying to mask the bit of pleasure she felt from Saten's kisses. "Now...one last time..do you give up?

Saten yelped throughout her pants when the grip tightened against her wet crotch, she already knew that she had lost. Heather had given her the time to rest and breathe but she knew if she would not answer quickly, she would be smothered again and right now, with Saten beaten red, warm and sweaty from everything that had been done to her, her nipples sticking out from her dress and her crotch completely wet, she had no other option but to surrender before things got worse, soon whispering out faintly to her opponent.

" Y-Yes... I surrender... "

Hearing Saten's words, a grin comes over Heather's face. She surrendered to her, Heather felt like she'd done the impossible and she half couldn't believe it. She leaned her body up, scooting herself up to lightly sit on her stomach. "Good...It was getting to be a bit much anyways." Heather says before leaning down and untying Saten's wrists. The girl had definitely given her an experience that she hadn't felt before. From the feeling of dominance that she felt, to the feeling of arousal from Saten's earlier treatment, the match had been quite the ride for Heather.

Finishing her untying, she rolled off Saten and sat down next to her. She had thought of still doing more to her after she gave up, but she didn't really see any reason to do so. As Heather's name was called as the winner, she looked up at the Cell. It had contained the two but didn't do much other than that. Heather thought that was fine, maybe even a bit relieved that it didn't go to any extremes.

Looking back down at Saten, Heather gives her a complex look. She felt the girl was crazy and brutal, but she definitely had her weaknesses and might not have been really all that bad. Uncharacteristically of Heather, she stood up and offered her hand to Saten. "G...g-good match..." She says, averting her eyes from Saten a bit as she said that.

Saten remained on her back, her breathing was low and rapid, Heather had really done a number one her at the last few minutes, mostly just sexually then in a violent way, but it did it's trick. Saten had submitted and she could hear Heather's voice being announced as the winner, eyes following her once opponent as the girl stood back up and even offered her a hand. Normally she would use that to get revenge on her opponent but she figured Heather would just end up smothering her again, taking the hand and slowly started to get upon her feet.

" Bah.. "

As Heather helps Saten up, she shifts her eyes to her and away constantly. She didn't really know how to act towards the girl, and part of her thought that a wrong move would end up making Saten get her revenge on her. However for some reason she was slightly disappointed in the lack of response she got from Saten. She was sort of hoping for some kind of recognition for her win, but it looked like it wasn't coming from the girl. Her words from earlier suggesting what would have happened if it wasn't a match repeated in her head a couple times before she quickly shook it from her mind.

"N-nothing to say? Fine forget about it then." Heather says as she crosses her arms under her bare breasts. Turning her back to Saten, she walks towards the ropes, on her way out.

Saten wasn't exactly sure what was up with Heather, grumbling as she rearranged her dress and walked after her so she could exit the ring and get some rest, mumbling at Heather, who was walking ahead of her. " What do you want me to say? Thank you for smothering me? For Fuck sakes.. You got lucky you knew my weakness.. "

She then bumped into Heather as she walked faster, heading for the backstage and to the locker rooms to get a decent shower.


Heather wins by submission