Natasha Loclear vs Linh Vuong: Hentai Submission

"Take it as whatever you'd like Linh." Natasha answered with a laugh once she was on top of the blonde and staring down into her eyes, wondering whether or not to steal a kiss from the woman but deciding against it when she felt another increase in pressure around her waist. There would be plenty of time to enjoy the taste of Linh after she had her on the verge of tapping out, for now though she needed to work on improving the position she was in. Linh's legs were wrapped too tightly around her to pry them off, at least not quickly enough that she couldn't try something even more sinister while she worked at it, leaving her with the ropes as the best option.

Her pillowy breasts mushroomed outward as they pressed down over Linh's own pair, Natasha making sure to take full advantage of the situation by rubbing her breasts from side to side as they moved ever closer to the edge of the ring. "Mind pulling your top out of the way Linh, its kind of in the way." Natasha teased as she felt their nips coming together even through the fabric of their bikinis, showing just how aroused both women had become in a short time.

The ropes were but a few feet away when Linh put the brakes on, twisting to the side in a snap motion that sent Natasha rolling a couple of times before she came to a rest on her front with her hands pressed against the floor. She began pushing herself up onto all fours when Linh's feet caught her by the leg and sharply pulled, Natasha gasping in surprise as she was suddenly pulled backwards. She pushed against the canvas with her hands to slow herself down and turned her head around to see what Linh was doing, pulling her free leg back before shooting her foot at the blonde's stomach.

Linh's breasts suddenly were at a disadvantage, squishing out like dough as the heavier, bigger pair of Natasha rubbed them in. Her head shot backwards as the pleasure made her gasp and moan, reflexively grinding her crotch across the blue-hair's bellybutton. She definitely preferred a more sensual erotic rub but with this much intimacy the heat that built up between them was simply infernal and it took a very experienced woman to focus. She appeared to be losing such, until she gave a wink and swung her away. Linh took a few seconds to breathe before she struck.

Natasha would see Linh on all fours, back arched, crawling forth like a very sexual, flexible spider. Her legs would shoot out and like the tips of a crab's pincers, go for the edge of Natasha's foot with an audible "CLAWCK!" There'd be a stinging pain but Linh's smile suggested something as aggressive as it was sensual. It just didn't predict the foot moving towards her stomach.

Mid-pull, her grip with her feet was interrupted as the powerful blow made her cough out her air. This should be freedom and an advantage, but Linh wasn't going to let her have another easy trade-off. Grabbing at her leg with both hands and shutting out the pain, Linh released one leg and wrapped her's around the other. However, rather than immediately rolling into a submission, she threw her body away from the ropes, attempting to cause them both to roll away, using the dizzying motions to give her time to recover from the stingy pain and hopefully dizzy or disorient her opponent yet again!

The range of movements Linh was capable of was quite impressive and Natasha found herself feeling a bit envious of just how flexible the woman seemed to be, especially after the blonde latched onto her ankle with her feet of all things. But she could compliment the woman after the match, again reminding herself that she had more important matters to attend to unless she wanted to end up in an unfavorable position, which with Linh could prove disastrious. Rather than try for some complex method of escaping this Natasha thought simpler, choosing instead to lash out with a straight kick to Linh's stomach that sent the air rushing out of her lungs.

Natasha expected that to be the end of the grip on her ankle and turned back towards the ropes, making a lunge for them with her right arm outstretched only to come up a couple inches short as Linh sent them into a barrell roll to the center of the ring. Caught off guard by that Natasha never had time to brace herself and went along for the ride, her head still spinning as she sat up after coming to a stop on her back.

"You kick like a horse you know." She spoke, a grin on her features. Her eyebrow twitched a bit as she bit back the pain; even though she wasn't a powerhouse, being a submissions heavy wrestler meant that in her training she'd been crushed a few times. Making small talk with an opponent was one way to distract from the pain. However, if Natasha wanted to get her mind off what was coming next, she'd probably need anaesthesia and a few extra painkillers.

Twisting Natasha's grabbed foot outwards, Linh pressed it down under her thigh, using the same leg to snake under the captured one and sliding her foot over her opponent's thigh, pressing down and then clamping up. Natasha's leg would be squeezed, albeit not strongly, but Linh was twisting her whole leg outwards, attempting to make her knees and the back of her thighs flatten against the mat. Her hands had grabbed at her other leg, one hand grabbing the foot and twisting it outwards and the other grabbing the region of leg before that, attempting to hold her in place to stop her from rolling.

"I have been told that many a time yes." Natasha replied, even cracking a smile at their little back and forth despite the pain shooting through her knee as her leg was twisted now by Linh. Glancing down Natasha could see trying to roll her way out of this would only bring her further pain, Linh had her foot twisted oppsite her other leg, she wouldn't escape that way. All this ran through her head as Natasha pushed herself into a sitting position, biting her bottom lip as Linh continued to wring ever more agony out of Natasha through her grip on the Frenchwoman's leg.

She pulled on her captured leg and did her best to twist it in the opposite direction Linh was trying to force it, not letting her progress the hold any further while she took steps to free herself. Leaning forward Natasha drove her fist down into the side of Linh's knee, making her pay for every second Natasha spent grimmacing in pain.

Linh smiled and reclined back, shifting her legs in place as they rubbed tauntingly and teasingly over the ensnared counterparts of her opponent. She leaned her head back, purposefully letting the neon lights cast shadows from her hair over her passionate and confident features. While she was open to all kinds of arousal, the implicit symbolism of her legs having utter control over another's got her excited like little else. She had worked her legs not just to visual but also dexterous perfection and at Natasha's attempt to twist her leg, she could only smirk, pressing her thigh down on it harder. "Too early to be desperate~"

But not early enough for the old methods. Natasha's knuckles began to dig into her knees and she tensed and twitched in response; her own leg was stretched out by the hold and while protected by well toned muscle, she was feeling the sting of her blows hard! She was going to be letting go but not without leaving a little gift. Releasing Natasha's other leg, she'd commit both of her own thighs to the leg of Natasha she was already torturing. Half rolling out to the sides, she squeezed both of them around, twisting and crushing in a burst of painful strength and force as she twisted and squeezed in a way that made even the fetishists in the audience wince. There was a slight blush on her face as she panted from the force exerted before she disengaged and rolled off near the ropes.

Natasha had barely managed to get in a third strike at Linh's knee when the wioman decided to disengage, though just as she would have done the blonde didn't break away without gifting the heiress with one last dose of pain. For a brief moment she felt relief in her leg as Linh let go, but before she could blink the woman had both legs pressing in on her one. She knew what came next and closed her mouth tightly just before Linh sharply twisted to the side, putting her captured leg through a more intense but thankfully short bout of fiery pain that shot through her. She winced but didn't make much of a sound, denying Linh at least that.

She breathed out a sigh of relief once Linh broke away and scrambled back to her feet, her leg feeling weak for a moment as she stumbled once but one hold wouldn't be enough to make it buckle. Her leg found its strength with Natasha rubbing her thigh to ease some of the tension in the muscle, smiling at the blonde however as if nothing had happened. "Not bad, seems we both got our hits in there. Ready to try again?"

"I wonder which one of us will be walking after and the other limping~?" She asked, shaking her legs and spreading them out rather lewdly to stretch. While Linh was rather nice and a face, she was as seductive as any of the femme fatales that passed for heels. Smirking at her, she hopped back and bounced against the ropes, coming right towards Natasha before she would have time to respond. Her leg hurt but her determination helped burn it away but Natasha would be a fool to think this would be a charge. She kicked off halfway right towards her, twisting her body around not for a drop kick but a slicing one aimed right at her head.

While her main areas of expertise was leg locks, her dexterity with her legs came in handy for more aggressive, direct measures. If it was successful, she'd swing around, pirouetting as she went for a roundhouse to her opponent!

"I suppose theres only one way to find that out, no?" Natasha said with just a hint of her native french accent flavoring her voice, the sultry Frenchwoman flashing her blonde opponent the most dazzling of smiles, one that had melted the hearts of many before her, as she settled into a ready stance. Linh was more than game and within moments the exotic beauty was rushing right at her, Natasha taking one step back in preparation for the tackle that never came.

Instead there was a flash of movement as Linh brought her leg swinging up and around at the side of Natasha's head, the kick coming so fast Natasha had to rely on her instincts rather than thought to defend herself. Fortunately she had good reflexes and a background in martial arts, her arm swinging out to intercept the blow while the other then shot up to grab Linh by the ankle holding the leg in place. If she could capture it her retaliation would be immediate and swift, her own leg flashing upwards with a kick aimed squarely at the breasts of the blonde.

"You forgot this leg silly~"

It was one of the most common comebacks in wrestling history; a fast attacker kicking at an opponent, only to have their leg caught! It looks like she'd be sent sprawling to the ground, if not for the second foot that came rising up! A master leg-wrestler, Linh's legs were well honed and trained. With a single jump, twisting her body to put more force into the blow, her foot swung like the tip of a scythe in another slicing kick aimed at Natasha's head!

If this blow was successful, Linh would spin out of her grip, smirking at the crowd before jumping onto Natasha. She'd go knees first, digging them into her back or stomach (whichever part of her body she was laying on) to keep her down.