Slave Wars season 1: Natsumi vs Dominique

Dominique was in the same boat where he had to win this one, but was finding it really difficult to remain focused... He felt extremely aware of the cute attire he was being forced to wear and of the revealing attire Natsumi was being forced to wear.. Even as he watched her bouncing in her wrestling stance, he could see her apron swinging back and forth, flashing a little more then the girl probably intended..

Dominique blush a little more but moved forwards tentatively, clumsily trying to reach out for Natsumi's shoulders to get locked up with her without really looking at her body too much.

Natsumi could sense that Dominique was feeling quite uncomfortable with the situation, which made her feel somehow relieved; still that didn't meant this was going to be easy. Natsumi knew she had to do the same thing she did on her previous matches where she won, take the initiative; so as soon as they locked up and she could feel Dominique's hands on her shoulders she moved into her opponent, slipping a hand around Dominique's head trying to trap the cutely dressed boy in a tight collar and elbow headlock, bringing his head down under her armpits and putting his face dangerously close to her barely covered breasts.

"I won't be defeated!"

Dominique was too unsure of himself, Natsumi's outfit working as well on him as it did on her.. And with the hesitation, before he knew it Natsumi was taking control of his head and pulling it down under her arm. Dominique's eyes went wide and he let out a cute little gasp as he found himself looking down at the mat with his cheek up against the bare side of her warm breast, his heart skipping a beat as he realized where he was.

Instinctively he slipped his hands down, one going around her hips while the other ended up resting on her butt.. Being forced to double over a bit, the mini skirt short enough that as he did his butt and cute kawaii panties were being shown off

Natsumi smiled as she trapped Dominique in the hold and then blushed a bit as she realized that, thanks to her skimpy attire, Domonique's cheeks was brushing against the uncovered side of her left breast, something that felt quite nice. She trying to fight through the teasing sensation and tightened the hold but then Dominique's hands were all over her, one arm going around her waist under the apron and his other hand pressed against her completely uncovered butt. "ughhh..aghh..." Natsumi groaned thinking of protesting but then again it would be very silly of her to demand that her opponent didn't touched her.

It was extremely annoying to be touched like this when she was in control but the worse part for Natsumi was having her sex completely uncovered, which made her even more aware of the growing dampness between her legs. Natsumi sucked on some air and frowned with determination. "You are going down..." she said, still not sounding fully convinced, and then she twisted her body, slamming her hips against Dominique's side trying to take the boy down with a hiptoss while holding the headlock to land on top of him.

Dominique was completely distracted and off focus from having his cheek right up against Natsumi's breast and so was not expecting or ready for the sharp twist of her waist and her butt bumping against his hips, almost even getting him a little in the crotch as he was flipped head over heels down onto the mat..

"ouff!" He huffed out as he was brought down on his back, Natsumi's cute warm form falling down across his chest with her arm still around his head. He had one knee pointing upwards, scooting the mini dress up a bit so that his panties were being shown off to the Sellers sisters without showing them off to Natsumi... A small bulge betraying his feelings at the moment.. This was embarrassingly, Natsumi the creampuff champion of Friction was muscling him around like he was a Friction kawaii jobber.. Dominique groan and tried to move his hand up to her chest, attempt to push her away a bit as he turned his body to one side, rubbing against her softly

Natsumi smiled quite happy with the results so far; it always felt good to take an opponent down and be in control. Now she just had to stay in control and one way to do it was to stay on top of Dominique at all times. Natsumi leaned into her opponent, pushing herself with her legs so that most of her weight would be resting on top of Dominique's body. She tried to ignore how her body felt, covered only by an apron, pressed against this other girl as she maneuvered herself on top.

Dominique of course wasn't going to lay down and let Natsumi have her way and soon Natsumi could feel a hand pushing on her breasts as Dominique rolled to his side. Natsumi decided to let Dominique roll and eased up the pressure a bit, letting her opponent roll on his side only to then push Dominique, trying to make the boy roll all the way until he was flat on his belly, planning to then slip a leg over him so she could sit on the small of his back, while keeping her barely covered tits over his head.

Dominique felt Natsumi let up on the headlock and allow him to roll over onto his front but almost as soon as he had done so she was on his back... Her barely covered crotch right in the small of his back as she laid her breasts down against the back of his head to push him against the mat. Dominique really had to get out of this submissive situation Natsumi seemed to have put him in by starting off on the offensive, with a faint "nh!" Dominique again tried to squirm underneath her, trying to turn over onto his back...

His panty covered butt nudged up against the underside of Natsumi's bare crotch while his head turned and his cheek got a sizable chuck of Natsumi's breast shoved against it again. He might end up on his back again, but he thought that at least with him being free from the headlock he could try to grab her and fight his way out from underneath her

Natsumi tried to focus on the fight and ignore how nice it felt to have her opponent struggling under her. Lack of concentration had costed her many matched that now that she thought about it she felt she could have won. This time it was going to be different. Dominque's struggling was making it very hard for Natsumi to keep her position and when the boy turn over, Natsumi's little apron was pushed to the side leaving everything below her neck partially uncovered, and Dominique's breathe was soon washing against Natsumi's bare skin which made her aureolas wrinkle as her nipples hardened.

"Stay down!" Natsumi said as she now sat on Dominque's belly. Natsumi pushed her upper body up, trying to catch Dominque's hands by the wrist, ending up sitting with her cute and nude butt dangerously close to the boy's crotch as she tried to subdue him.

Dominique managed to get back over so that he was facing up but Natsumi persistently stayed on him to continue the humiliating suggestive domination by the jobber.. Through all the struggling her apron had slowly shifted to the side and before Dominique knew it one of her breasts was pushing into him to further add to the distraction.

Natsumi moved up a bit, giving Dominique some breathing space as she sat on his stomach with her butt close to his crotch. Out of desperation more then anything, as Natsumi fumbled to try and get ahold of both of his wrists, Dominque reached up with his arm and tried to loop it around the back of her head.. Letting out a couple of faint pants against her shoulder, Dominique would struggle to try and pull her head down and to the side, clumsily trying to force her head down under his other armpit to fit her in a facelock.

Natusmi struggled with Dominique but he was quite stronger than she had expected from a girl and she was unable to secure his wrists. The way the apron moved to the side leaving her practically naked also made things very difficult for her as every touch of Dominique's body made her shiver, and she finally ended losing her grip of him, falling on top of Dominique only to get her head trapped in a facelock.

"Mgphhhhh!" Natsumi whined as Dominique trapped her chest, pressing her face against his chest. Natsumi immediately noticed that Dominique sure had small tits, to the point they were nearly non-existent, and also that he smelled strangely good. It wasn't just the girly perfume in which Dominique's clothes seemed to be soaked, but something else. Natsumi then noticed she was starting to sweat heavily. Not liking at all having her head compressed like this she reached with one hand for Dominique's short hair and started to pull it down. "Let me go!"