Ksenia Krochka vs. Libby 'Liberty' Vella - First Impressions

Liberty had never done a Running Hip Attack before, but it seemed like a pretty straightforward and easy enough move to do - not to mention that she was rather well equipped for it, a fact that Ksenia could no doubt appreciate.

It worked. It worked better than Liberty could've hoped, hitting her opponent with a meaty smack. She half-expected to find Ksenia’s lifeless expression impressed on her butt when she checked it after the match. She didn’t get to see the impact itself, but the crowd’s cheers confirmed how strong it was well enough, and when she turned around whipped the hair clean from her face, she was treated to a lovely sight.

Ksenia was in the corner, sitting just high enough to reach Liberty’s waist. Perfect.

There were a lot of thing she could’ve done from here, but given how much Ksenia had aroused her ire, only one of them came to the forefront of her mind. The crowd was starting to whoop and holler, so they saw it coming, too, and the wicked grin that was quickly forming on her face only made them get that much louder. Typically, she liked to hit her opponent with the spraypaint before she got to this, but she wasn’t in the mood to take chances.

Liberty turned around, pulling uper her short skirt enough to expose as much of white cheeks to the air as possible, then grabbed the ropes and leaned back, sitting her full weight on Ksenia’s face, executing a devastating - emotionally and physically - stinkface!

After that last massive hit Ksenia could have done with some time to try and recover herself a bit. Despite the simplicity of the move, it managed to dish out plenty of pain through two main stages. Not only had the Russian girl been hit with a tremendous amount of force, she had also been smashed carelessly into the closest post, actually leaving her pretty dazed by the end of it.

This wasn't good, Ksenia could feel her attention drifting carelessly without purpose, both her body and mind telling her to just stay calm and look for an opening. Finding such a thing would prove to be a problem however, as she soon found the main bulk of her attention focusing on the crowds suggestive noise making. Already annoyed and now partially confused, Ksenia rolled her shoulders and re-focused her blank gaze on what was going on in-front of her, noticing a distinct correlation between Liberty's wicked facial expression and the volume of the crowd.

If she did what Ksenia thought she was going to, there would be hell to pay

Almost on queue with when Ksenia had clocked onto what she was doing, Liberty prepared herself for one heck of a potent stinkface. Wanting anything but to get trapped beneath her opponents rear, Ksenia did her best to grasp the ropes next to her and forcefully lift herself to safety. Much to her dismay however, she was unable to gain enough height or distance before her face was completely eclipsed by Liberty's sweet cheeks!

Feeling the largest surge of humiliation coarse through her, Ksenia brought her hands up and did her best to push Liberty off of her, her face actually going bright red while she started frantically kicking her legs in the desperate hopes that she would hit something and therefore break free sooner.

As Liberty went about exacting sweet, sweet revenge on Ksenia, she couldn’t help but reminiscence to her teen years, right after her body had begun to fill out and her form became apparent. Her school days - the ones that she didn’t skip - were filled with taunting from the smaller, slimmer Barbie Dolls that popped up like weeds around the place, taking every opportunity to poke fun at her generous hips.

Until the day came that one of them made the mistake of picking a fight with her. She promptly knocked the bitch down and gave her an up-and-close view of the ass she’d been hating on, and after that, nobody said crap about her figure. Not in hearing distance, anyway.

That time was more satisfying than this, but not by as big a margin as you might think. Liberty was having a ball, showing off her technique with facesits as she kept the pressure poured on.  In her experience, it was all about reading the facesitee’s movements, swerving your hips about to make sure they got as little air as possible, while maximizing the pressure. The sweat made it a little difficult, but she compensated well enough and managed to ride Ksenia’s struggles.

The best part? She could watch herself on the big screen. Awesome.

She got her fill out after a few moments and stood back up, giving her ass a good, hearty slap. ”Bet that left a bad taste in your mouth, Ruskie!” Liberty spun around on her heel, her smile so wide it almost hurt. ”Here,” She raised up her boot. ”Try this one.”

That was all the warning she’d give before grabbing the ropes and pressing her boot against Ksenia’s face, pinning it to the pads with her bulk behind. The referee would start to count, but Liberty scarcely noticed. Her mind was on the woman beneath her heel, and little else.