Sauna Match! Whitney White vs Harley Jackson

Whitney's struggle would become less and less. Whitney let out another muffled scream in Harley's ass in frustration. Whitney would suddenly feel Harley turning around and suddenly had her face covered in between Harley's thighs and her mouth and nose covered by Harley's ass. Whitney would miraculously gain a small amount of energy as she started to slap at Harley's thigh and let out a muffled scream of protest. This was getting bad, Whitney was losing too much air, her face was almost a complete shade of red. Whitney needed to think of something and an idea popped in her head. Whitney would throw her legs and try and catch Harley's head in between them and trap her in a headscissor. If she could, Whitney would squeeze with all the energy left.

Harley would think she had the match won until suddenly she would feel Whitney's legs constrict around her head which would cause her to panic a bit and fall off of Whitney's face and land next to the bench with her head not stuck in the headscissors.

Harley would let out a cry of pain as the hold was intensified and would place her arms on her opponent's legs, though she wouldn't be able to do anything to get out of the hold and would already be struggling a little, as what little air she was getting when her neck wasn't being squeezed would be humid and she would be forced to look up at her opponent's glistening legs drenched in sweat.

Whitney would finally be able to gasp for air when Harley slid off of her. Whitney would try to keep her headscissor on Harley with what little strength had left. The heat was making her dizzy and being deprived of oxygen for that long was surely taking a toll on Whitney but she would try to get some air back. "You're-huff-a fucking-huff-cunt, you know that?" Whitney would huff as she felt the temperature rising. Whitney would need to knock Harley out fast or she might pass out from the early oxygen-deprivation.

Harley would make a squealing noise as she squirmed her body in the headscissors, unable to get free and would try to squeeze out some words " Yeah...you'll be loving me soon enough " Harley would say, trying to lift her elbows and drive them into Whitney's leg to get her to let go.

Whitney would try to apply more pressure to the headscissor but before she could, Harley jabbed her elbows at her legs. Being already in the weaken state she was in, Whitney would cry out in pain as she released the headscissor. Whitney would try to utter another insult but was too weakened and dizzy to. Whitney would lay upside down on the bench, completely defenceless from Harley.

Harley would fall into a sitting posistion and breath heavily, she had expected this to be difficult but didn't expect the Sona to be such a huge issue, seeing as her opponent seemed to be pretty close to passing out from heat Harley would get a slightly twisted idea.

" Looks like you're going to have to do what I say for a minute honey, cause you're going to pass out from heat " Harley would say before climbing on top of Whitney slowly on the bench and lying down on top of the woman and nuzzling her face against Whitney's cheek while covering as much of the woman's body as possible planning to use her own body heat to help knock her opponent out as since it would be a knock-out from the heat technique Harley would get a minute of fun with her opponent.

Whitney would glare at her opponent as Harley laid out on her. Whitney would tried to struggle under the bigger girl and grunt out of frustration. She would realize that the body heat Harley was generating was also having an effect on her and would try to squirm even more now to get out from under Harley. "You're going to have to choke me or smother me if you think I'm going to pass out under you!" Whitney would say as she tried to weakly shove Harley off her.

Harley would giggle a little bit as her opponent made pathetic attempts to push her off and would say " You don't need to be so defensive honey, I just want to have a fun time " Harley would say before slowly lowering her face to Whitney's face and moving hair out of her own face with a one of her hands before holding onto Whitney's neck with the other hand and forcing the woman into a deep steamy kiss, both woman's lips being more moist than expected and Harley would actually start to struggle to breath even though she was on top.

Whitney would just shoot daggers at Harley with her eyes before she felt Harley slip her hands behind her neck. "Wha-what the fuck do you think you're-UMPH!" Whitney would be cut off as Harley kissed her passionately. Whitney would struggle to break free and started to slap Harley's back. Whitney realized that the kiss Harley was giving her was also depriving her oxygen. Whitney would struggle even more but it was no use, all she did was use up precious energy. Whitney would try buck her hips as a last ditch effort of getting Harley off before she would start to remain still. Whitney's hands would give one last smack on Harley's sweaty back before they stayed on there, sliding off slowly and hanging off the sides of the bench. Whitney's eyes would flutter until they would finally shut and Whitney would pass out under Harley.

Harley would continue kissing her opponent, closing her eyes and expanding her lips against her opponent's static ones, trying to aggressively push forward to keep forcing Whitney into the kiss and would barely be effected by her opponent's slaps but then would be bucked off, though it seemed her opponent was going to be knocked out soon enough anyway.