KO POW Match! Lindsay vs Yuko!

Lindsay held Yuko in the air for about a minute or two before she passed out. "What? Is that really all? How disappointing!" Lindsay exclaimed as she left Yuko hanging in the with her hangman sleeper, watching her body twitch in her hold before releasing her and letting the idol crumple to the canvas. Getting down onto the canvas herself, Lindsay would move Yuko and trap her in a bodyscissor and cushioning the idol's head in between her breasts, squeezing her waist until she woke up.

Yuko went out cold from the prolonged sleeperhold, the restrainted blood flow to her head having her sink deep into oblivion, but Lindsay seemed to be far from done playing with her newly conquered girl-sized toy.

Soon an uncomfortable painful constriction around her waist nudged Yuko back into awareness though. "Nnnhhhhghhh... Y-Yannhhggg..... n-nyahhh....". as she opened her eyes, she could see trunk-sized thighs flexing around her tortured waist, while her head was nestled into the tauntingly comfortale cushions of Lindsay's large breasts.

Lindsay would be completely relaxed as she nonchalantly squeezed Yuko with her powerful legs, completely ignoring the idol's grunts. She would smirk when Yuko came to though and move her hands to Yuko's breasts, tweaking her nipples through her sling bikini and she squeezed her waist tighter. "Hehe, enjoying your place, love?" Lindsay asked tauntingly as she amped up the pressure in her bodyscissor and tweaked both of Yuko's nipples simultaneously.

The repeated squeezing from Lindsay's thighs kept Yuko awake but in a constant state of weakness while her head was almost entirely engulfed by her two giant boobs.

Literally held between a hard and a soft place, poor Yuko would squirm desperately as her sensitive nipples were tweaked, adding further humiliation to her torture.
"Nyyaaahhhhh.... n-no I don't.... ahhhhhh.... p-please stop... nnnghfffhh..!"

Lindsay would laugh at Yuko as she squirmed in between her thighs, prompting her to squeeze harder, flexing her thighs and twisting Yuko's nipples and pulling them through the fabric of her bikini! "I'm sorry love, but I can't hear you quite clearly! Did you say you love this?" Lindsay taunted before suddenly slipping her arms around Yuko's head and locking in a vice-like sleeper hold, "Or did you say, please my Queen, put me to sleep with your strong sleepers?" Lindsay would laugh as she flexed both her arms and legs, squeezing Yuko's head and waist with all her might.

Of course, Lindsay was not expecting anything more than a series of delicious breathless noises coming out of poor Yuko's lips in response to her taunting question.

And that was exactly what she got from the helpless girl: "Gaaahhhh.... n-nyah...can't breaghhhffhh.... aahhhh... ahh...".

With Lindsay's mighty thighs swelling around her waist and wrapping her arms around her head for a tight sleeper simultaneously, Yuko was gasping hopelessly in need of air, tears running down her cheeks, a thin stream of drool dripping from the corner of her gasping mouth.

"Hehehe, well that's the point love. This is Off to La-La Land after all," Lindsay sneered as she bent a bit forward to rest her head on top of Yuko, bringing the two to an upright sitting position as she ruthlessly squeezed Yuko with the intent to pop her head off! "Sleepers are my specialty so if you're breathing, that means your Queen is letting you. Fortunately for you, if you're talking, that means I'm letting you. Now struggle more for your Queen!" Lindsay would tighten the hold even more but reposition her arms in a way to avoid knocking Yuko out. In her many years of wrestling, Lindsay had developed a form of torture with her sleepers that would put her opponents in a constant state of air-deprivation but they would not pass out due to the right amount of air she allows them to breath. Now she was clearly just toying with her latest toy.

Yuko's face blushed at the sensation of Lindsay's lips lingering on her face, brushing her skin and blowing warm air with each taunting word spoken.

"Nghhffff...ngghfff......h-helpfff...nghhh..".
A series of cute, pathetic whimpers escape from her lips as Yuko's tongue twirls around as if trying to catch some air. Each squeeze putting her on the verge of merciful unconsciousness, only to then allowing her a slight amount of air.
From Lindsay's vantage point of view, her delirious messed up face must be like a delcious candy.

Lindsay writhed in pleasure at the sight of her sexy victim as she sent pulse after pulse of pressure into her arm, forcing Yuko to suffer and almost pass out but receive just enough air to remain conscious. She felt some of the idol's drool trickling onto her arms and scoffed, only sneering at Yuko when she heard her pleas for help.

Tightening the hold once more, Lindsay would taunt, "Help you with what? You're going to need to be more specific than that if you're asking for assistance, love."

Yuko was too air-deprived to give any possible coherent reply to that, her straight thinking gone together with the oxygen supply to her brain as she had now a pityful ahegao face.

"g-gaaahhhhh.... aahhgghhhfff...". The poor girl was still conscious, but she was also choked and squeezed silly now, her cute body twitching with each time Lindsay flexed er thighs or squeezed her arms around the delirious girl.