*Handcuff Match* Heather Sunderland vs Natalia

"Haah.." Heather would let out as she connected with her hard punch to Natalia's abs. She had hoped it would get the girl to release her legs completely, but while she felt the hold weaken a bit, she could still feel a great pain on her waist as her body was still feeling the effects of the long match the two were having.

As Natalia's head came up, pressing her forehead against Heather's, she couldn't help but blush slightly because of what's happened throughout the match. Now with the closeness back, albeit not with the same idea, Heather was feeling the way she was from the girl's treatment of her so far. As she felt her deep breath, she would feel the squeezing come back around her waist in a weakened state. "Just...give up...d-damnit....Natalia." Heather would let out through heavy breaths as she tried to reach for Natalia's free wrist again, trying to pull it towards the open cuffs and attempt to finish it again, knowing the pain she was feeling in her waist would soon be too much for her.

Natalia struggled to breath as the spasms caused by the punch, the exhaustion and having Heather on top of her, made her cough what little air she managed to suck in. The Dream kept shaking her body and she head from side to side, but it was quite evident that she had lost almost all her strength and was unable to break free from this close quarters scuffle.

"Nhggggghhhh! Noooooooo!" the blue-eyed cutie groaned desperately as she felt her wrists being taken and the cuffs slowly approaching. She fought as hard as she could, but in this position and as hurt as she was she quickly started to feel how Heather began to overpower her arms, in part helped by having to cuffs attached to one of Natalia's wrists.

The Dream grew more and more desperate as Heather seemed to have her on the brink of defeat. She moaned aloud again frustrated and for a second considered either biting or headbutting Heather, but she finally decided against it, not wanting to play dirty even if it meant losing. Not knowing what else to do, Natalia focused all her remaining strength on her legs and crushed Heather's slim waist brutally hoping that would miracously save her some how...but it didn't worked.

Natalia's body shivered when she felt the cold embrace of the second cuff locking itself around her wrist and she knew she had lost. The Dream let a soft defeated sigh escape her lips as her body went completely limp, her long toned legs falling to the sides of Heather's body, and she closed her lovely blue eyes that soon began to get fill with tears.

"...I lost..." she whispered pityfully.

"Gh....haaah." Heather let out through heavy breaths as she struggled to subdue Natalia. It felt like this was the most intense part of their match and she could really feel the girl giving it her all in the struggle. She couldn't give up though. She was too close now and she had to finish it off, no matter what it took.

Regardless of what Heather might say, she was surprised at how much trouble Natalia was giving her at this point. She's thrown everything at the girl and in the time of near defeat she's still able to fight this much trying to prevent herself from losing. It reminded her of how she would be, the determination to win, not being able to accept a loss until the very end.

As Heather felt Natalia's wrists inch closer and closer to eachother, her breathing would pick up more and more. She would come to realize the closer she was to winning, the more pressure Natalia would put on her waist. By now it felt like the girl was just seconds from breaking her in half with those strong legs of hers. "H-Aaaaaaaaaagh!!!!" Heather would yell out in a fit of frustration and pain as she would bite her lip, pulling Natalia's wrists together with all the might she could muster while the intense pain felt like it was going to cause her to pass out.

Finally though, Heather would hear the click of the handcuffs and Natalia's legs finally relax around her waist. The sudden feeling of release would cause Heather to fall forward, lying completely over Natalia as she took deep breaths in and out. "Hah...I..I did it.." Heather would say to herself before hearing something opposite from Natalia. She would lift herself up slightly with her hands as she looked at the girl's face, noticing her tears from her closed eyes.

"You're...crying?" Heather would say, raising her right eyebrow slightly. "I haven't...even given you a...reason to cry yet..not like you...groping me..forcing your kisses." She would continue before picking herself up. "If you want to cry..then I'll GIVE you a reason...I told you I'd do this anyways" Heather would say before reaching down for Natalia's top, planting her foot on her stomach as she tried to rip it off of her.

Natalia was now struggling not to cry, but she felt broken both physically and emotionally. She hated to lose more than anything in this world and it was very hard for her to deal with defeats. Soon became evident that Heather didn't planned to make it any easier for her.

"Noooooo!" she whinned, quite scared hearing the meanieness in Heather's words, which was soon followed by a foot on her sexy tummy and a nasty ripping sound. Natalia gasped, blushing deeply as she felt her top coming off. Her perfect tits bounced violently from the action and the cold air of the arena soon caressed her nipples making them grow even longer and harder.



Natalia had been humiliated before, but never in front of a crowd so big, on a televised event that would most likely be seen across the globe, which added a whole new layer of embarrasment to her already shameful state, and that to her dismay only served to further arouse her. She tried to cover her tits, but with her hands handcuffed and one hand cuffed to one of Heather's arms she couldn't do much, but look at Heather's with vengeful tearful eyes.

As Heather ripped Natalia's top off, she would grin in satisfaction from the girl's reaction. It was the same feeling she felt throughout the match and she was now giving it back to her. With the girl's hands not only cuffed together, but one cuffed to her as well, she could keep her hands where she wanted them most of the time, although having one cuffed around her own wrist was beginning to be quite irritating to Heather.

"....Get me the key...to this one only." Heather would say as she raised her arm up before looking up at the ref that was at ringside. "..Well go!" She would say, causing the ref to scurry to the apron, fishing for the key before bringing it back to Heather. "Good, thank you." Heather would say before unlocking her cuff and throwing the key into the ring.

"So now where were we?" Heather would say as she would look down to Natalia, thinking to herself for a second. "Oh yeah, what should I do next..hm..." Heather would say before stepping off Natalia, unlacing one of her boots, and placing her bare foot back onto Natalia's gut. "First thing's first, You'll worship my feet. Kiss them, lick them, the works. Just remember you're cuffed, I can do whatever I want to you. Be happy I'm not into raping other girls." Heather would say before bringing her foot up to Natalia's face, bringing it just inches away.

The Dream shook her body cutely as if there was something she could do about her situation, but she was trapped and despite her best attempts she couldn't help but feel crushed. It happened to her each time she lost, which wasn't often; she felt weak, unworhty, as if she deserved to be humiliated, as if her opponent owned her... and the worse of it was that it turned her on. It was so humiliating.

Natalia simply laid there, curled up, trying to hide her body as Heather freed herself from the cuff that held them together. And then Natalia felt Heather's sole on her tummy and it send a shiver all through her body. The blue-eyed beauty cute face turned more and more red with embarrasment as she hear Heather's threats and then saw her opponent's foot right in front of her face.

Natalia swallowed saliva and turned her face to the side, closing her eyes not wanting to see Heather's cute foot. She knew part of her actually wanted to kiss and lick that foot, but she was too proud to admit it and even less show it of front of the whole crowd. She frowned and simply said "Fuck you"

As Heather heard those simple two words from Natalia, showing her refusal in doing what she said, Heather's grin slowly faded, a glare appearing on her face. She felt as if the girl was ridding her of her moment, even now after she was defeated she still 'stood' against her. Heather would click her tongue and shake her head as she looked down at Natalia. Slowly she could bring her foot away from her face as if she was giving her a break, however that's not what she was feeling at all.

"You're not too smart are you? It's not that hard just do as I say" Heather would let out, an aggravation clearly in her voice as she glared down at Natalia. She would let out a sigh, tapping her bare foot on the ground for a few seconds before shaking her head. Crossing her arms underneath her breasts, she would step forward and bring her foot up to Natalia's face again.

"I'll give you one more chance, but I'll make it a bit easier for you this time hm?" Heather would say before attempting to turn Natalia's face with her foot and press her foot onto her mouth.

Natalia was now fighting another battle, but with herself this time. Part of her wanted real badly to worship Heather; it was the right of the victor to claim the spoils of war, and Natalia felt pretty much like a spoil of war right now. And she couldn't help but feel like Heather kind of had earned it, but her pride still hold together, barely.

She curled up when Heather removed her foot, bracing herself as she expected to be stomped, but instead the victorious girl brought her foot down again gently, placing it against The Dream's lips. Natalia began salivating, almosy drooling over Heather's yummi foot. She parted her lips and let Heather's big toe to rub against them. The ticklish sensation of Heather's foot on her mouth made Natalia turn her head gently, following the foot almost like hypnotized with dreamy eyes. But right when it seemed she was going to lick it, Natalia seemed to recover her senses, she blinked, looked at Heather and said weakly "...go to hell...bitch...", her lips brushing against Heather's toes as she did.

"Kh..." Heather would let out as Natalia continued to refuse her, spouting out more angry words to her as she did. Heather would grit her teeth together and clench her fists, her aggravation from Natalia's refusal rising up as she looked down at the topless girl. "You really want to do this the hard way don't you? You know, didn't want to do this. I was just going to humiliate you and not hurt you anymore, but you're leaving me almost no choice at all."

As soon as Heather finished her words, she would bring her foot up and stomp down on one of Natalia's exposed breasts, trying to squeeze with her toes a bit before bringing her foot back up to the girl's face. "There's more if you don't obey what I say. If you know what's better for you, you'll just worship my foot right now." Heather would say, glaring down at Natalia the whole time with her arms crossed. It seemed like a whole other battle to her, trying to get the girl to do what she said, but she wasn't going to let up on it.

Natalia's tearful eyes opened wide when she saw Heather preparing to stomp her. She knew very well were that stomp was aimed, but with her arms handcuffed she couldn't do much to protect her gorgeous breast, and Heather's foot sunk on the firm tit flesh sending a wave of pure agony all over Natalia's body.

"AgggggHHHHH!" Natalia screamed as she tried to use her elbows to cover her tits and make the bouncing stop. Suddenly finding herself with Heather's foot on her face again, Natalia decided she had had enough. She tried to resist this, but all she was going to achieve was getting herself hurt. She was kind of amazed by how dominant and mean Heather could be, and it somehow kind of aroused her.

The Dream closed her eyes, but the tears kept flowing down her cheeks; opened her lovely mouth, and let her warm wet pink tongue come out to give Heather's sole a soft lap. Hating herself for the tingling sensation between her legs; Natalia. Almost wanted Heather to fuck her now.