Chiyorin vs. The Won Siblings - Cultural Exchange

Cindy cooed as Chiyo struggled between her thighs, rubbing against her with every little movement, stimulating her further and further. It would have been better with Chiyo turned around, facing towards her aching loins, but she could hardly complain. If things went as planned, tomorrow would give them plenty of time for such things.

Of course, even with both of them in the ring, they would still have to put some effort into the battle, a fact that was made painfully clear as Chiyo lurched forward and tore CIndy from her roost. Tumbling down in such a way would have been unpleasant enough by itself, but it just so happened that Bridget chose that particular moment to move in.

There was a mighty crash as the three of them collided and fell to canvas in a cluttered heap of tangled limbs.

The world seemed spinning around for a bit.

Chiyo groaned as she was lying on her front, breathing heavily while one of her hands holding her neck. She only knew that Cindy went crashing down, possibly taking her partner as well with her momentum. As for how long she's been down, or the state of her opponents, she had no idea. Eventually she'd try to roll over, her hand reaching for the nearby ropes for safety measure. With her disoriented state, even that seemed to need an extra effort.

Her intention was to use the ropes and the post to get her back to her feet, but did she have enough time?

CIndy had the worst of the crash, tumbling off Chiyo's shoulder and landing hard on her head for a far less graceful dismount than she would have liked. She laid on her back and rubbed her head, shaking it from side to side as she tried to make the world stop spinning.

It was not particularly pleasant for Bridget, either, but she still  had the energy and wherewithall to get up and fight. It was not easy getting back to her feet, but she did manage it, just in time to see Chiyo trying to do the same.

No. It would not be that simple for her.

She came at her from behind and reached out, wrapping the half-breed up in a tight hug. She jerked back, lifted up, and tried to slam Chiyo back down on her head with a German suplex.

"Yeaaughhh...!" Chiyo yelped as she felt a familiar figure catching her from behind, the momentary contact with Bridget's front sent a chilling surge into her spine. "Waaauughh!" she wailed as her body was lifted, swung backwards, and ultimately landed hard on the mat with a thud.

Her head spun again just when it began to stop. The pink haired girl's legs formed a V for a bit before gravity pushed them down, her figure folded and ready to flop onto her front whenever Bridget decide to release her, if she ever did.

Bridget let Chiyo's body flop away from the suplex and sat up, taking a moment to look between her and Cindy. This had not gone quite as swimmingly as they had planned - ideally, they wanted to be nearly finished with their foe. Now that they had reached the halfway mark and stretched beyond that goal, Bridget's next move was obvious: a submission. This stallion needed to be broken before her sister could ride. And she knew just the move for it, too.

Moving over to Chiyo as she recovered, Bridget grabbed her by the ankles and dragged her away from the ropes, making sure she would have a good distance to travel for a rope break. With that done, she turned around and sat down on Chiyo's back, trying to lock her into the very same hold that she had inflicted on her sister.

Chiyo found herself pulled away from the edge of the rings, getting dragged towards the center where she could use the ropes to bail her out. Unfortunately she wasn't strong enough to resist Bridget's strength, and could only claw at the mat in a futile attempt to slow down her opponent.

She then felt the weight of the big girl on her back, and soon enough the girl applied the Boston Crab hold that she did earlier. It definitely not felt as nice when she's the victim, even if Bridget's ass felt quite nice on her back, the stretch made her unable to enjoy it fully.

"Ahhhh!" the pink haired girl cried, her hands continued to claw the canvas for a bit as she squirmed uncomfortably under her opponent.

The shrill sound of Chiyo's screams only spurred Bridget to pull back even further. It was the first real submission of hers this night, and even though it was clearly working her over and having a powerful effect, it was quite clear that Chiyo was trying to outlast them in the long haul. She needed something more than this.

Fortunately, she had a sister, and her sister had all the right ideas. She smirked as she saw Cindy approaching out of the corner of her eye, sashaying her way towards the two with prim and proper poise. She turned around and sat down on Chiyo's back as well, facing towards her head.

"Hello again." She reached around Chiyo's head, grasped her by the chin, and pulled back, lookng to lock in a camel clutch one end while Bridget powered down on her with the boston crab. Breaking her in half at the middle. At least, that was what it would feel like. "Tell me what you desire, pet." Cindy ran her tongue along the rim of Chiyo's ear.

"Uh, hey..." Chiyo managed to greet Cindy with a smirk that was mixing with grimace. "Augh!" she cried as the girl decided to make her predicament worse by also sitting on her back and pulled her into a Camel Clutch.

To say that her back was hurting was an understatement. Now she's truly helpless in the sisters' grasp, for who knew how long. The lick on her ear made her twitch slightly, although that didn't really help to distract her from the painful stretch.

"I want... to be free...?"

Cindy relished the feel of Chiyo's body beneath her, thrashing about and rubbing and grinding on her back. She made the cutest noises, too, with her lovely lilting voice.

"I want that, as well." She eased her side of the hold a laid forward, gently caressing Chiyo's head while her breasts rested on the back of her neck. With Bridget still bending her in the Boston Crab, it was a perfect balance of pain and pleasure.

"I want to do things to you, Chiyo. So many things. Things I think you would enjoy immensely. My sister and I could excite you in ways you could never dream." She whispered honeyed words into Chiyo's ear, blew hot breath along her hair.

"Just. Tap."

Cindy somehow loosen her hold, opting to go soft on her a bit as she caressed her pink haired head while whispering tempting words into her ear. She wasn't sure how the girl could sound so confident about exciting her when they just met for a short while, although the blow of hot breath on her ear did elicit a soft moan from her lips. Maybe it's the feeling of Cindy's breasts cushioning her neck too. Could be both.

Bridget's hold at least reminded Chiyo that she's still in the match, the one where she's stuck in an agonizing predicament with no visible way out. She expected things like this to happen considering the match's stipulations, but didn't think it'd come this fast.

"I-I'm not so sure about that... nnghh... convince me...?" she tried to sound casual.