Minerva Larsen Vs. Cecilia Northman II

Cecilia was feeling a bit groggy now after that ddt from her former rival and former tag partner, the Dane had her in a pretty precarious position now and it seemed as if the raven haired beauty was planning to take full advantage of it. Cecilia's eyes opened up to see the looming frame of Minerva towering over her as soon enough those two huge orbs of Minerva came down and enveloped the face of the blond.

The arms of the Swede was pinned down by her foe as she was place in a breast smother, the blond started to let out muffled cries and groans into those purple clad breasts as the Swede's body started to roll and rock around to try and fight her way out of her position.

Minerva couldn’t help but laugh a bit as Cecilia began to struggle underneath her. No doubt this had to be humiliating for the Swede. That knowledge coupled with the vibrations of Cecilia’s muffled groans against her breasts were making Minerva feel quite good at the moment.

“Mmm~ By all means, do keep that up,” she said. The one downside to all this was the blonde’s frantic rolling around was making it difficult to keep her in place. Hoping to fix that problem, Minerva briefly released one of her foe’s wrists to deliver a heavy punch down onto Cecilia’s stomach. “Stay still!” she commanded, then attempted to pin the wrist she’d let go of down once again.

Cecilia struggled underneath Minerva, shaking her head up against those large tits, her face being buried by those mounds as not more than muffled yells of protest escaped the Swede's mouth, she rocked her body from left to right until she took a hard blow onto her rock hard abs!

Her body stopped moving for a second until her hand went away, after it had been free she'd quickly move it up to Minerva's hair and take a handful of it, quickly wrapping it tightly around her hand and pulling hard to the side as she'd try and use her body and legs to try and roll them in that direction as well!

For the briefest of moments it seemed the shot to Cecilia’s abs had done the trick. But that moment ended as quickly as it began. Before Minerva could even grab her downed rival’s wrist and re-pin it to the mat, the hand came up and latched onto her beautiful hair!

“Agh! Unhand me!” Minerva demanded while pulling on the wrist, trying to pry it away. But she was then pulled over to onto her side, freeing Cecilia from the suffocating breast smother as the two women struggled against each other on the mat.

Pulling on that main of raven colored hair, those strong locks proving to be a good point of advantage as she managed to roll them over to the side. Cecilia other hand was quick to pull back now that it was free and with it attempt to slam that first into Minerva's stomach for some payback.

Quickly after the Swede would attempt and push Minerva down onto her back and try and scoot up, looking to place her firm rear down upon Minerva's face as she faced her Danish foe's entire frame. Her knees sought to pin Minerva's arms down against the mat as she attempted to lock in a firm and humiliating facesit on her former rival. " You're the one who started this, so blame yourself for this...Minny!"

While Minerva tried to pry Cecilia’s hand away from her hair, she was a tad too distracted to notice the incoming punch until it was far too late. “Ugh!!” she gasped out as the fist slammed into her stomach, which momentarily winded her more than enough to make it easier for the blonde to roll her onto her back.

Then before the Dane even had time to start an attempt to get back up, Cecilia moved over her and sat right on her flawless face! “Mmmmph!” she yelled out in muffled protest while kicking her legs frantically about. She tried to shove her rival off of her with her arms, but both were being held down under Cecilia’s knees!

The one positive in all of this was no one could see how intensely Minerva was blushing underneath Cecilia’s rear. This was far from the first time either woman had sat on the other in this manner, but that didn’t make it any less humiliating!

Taking control away from Minerva was an excellent way to pay the Danish beauty back, by using the same kind of tactics as Minerva was using and doing it better, then the Swede could without a doubt show her raven haired foe just how foolish her struggles were. She just needed to do so and then she could prove once against that she was superior to Minerva.

After knocking the wind out of Minerva's sails the Swede would move up to keep mount Minerva's face, pressing her firm rear against that lovely mug of the Dane's and rubbing it down against her face. The Swede would pin Minerva's hands down with her knees as she'd look at those frantically kicking legs.

" Haha ~ Now this is more like it Minerva. This brings back some fun memories doesn't it!" Cecilia let out as she'd lock her hands together. " But...I'm a lot different than back than!" Cecilia pointed out as she'd attempt to hammer down with her arms for a brutal double axe handle strike into Minerva's well trained abs.

Oh this did indeed bring back memories. And some of them Minerva would certainly agree were fun, though all of those were a reverse of the current situation. The Danish empress absolutely loved turning other people’s faces into makeshift thrones for her to sit on. But she couldn’t stand being on the receiving end of it. It was demeaning and humiliating. Cecilia was fully aware of that, which only made it even more embarrassing for Minerva as the Swede mounted and rubbed her rear over her face.

But of course Cecilia wouldn’t be satisfied just with smothering Minerva under her ass. It was clear she was trying to pay the raven haired beauty back for what she’d done moments ago. And sure enough, Cecilia brought a heavy blow down onto Minerva’s abs.

“Mmmm!!!” she cried out. Unlike Cecilia, Minerva couldn’t exactly grab onto her rival’s wrist and turn them over. Her arms were still firmly pinned down. All she could do was thrash about, before swinging a leg up in an attempt to kick the blonde off of her.

Cecilia hammer her hands down into Minerva's well trained abs, and did so again and again...all in order to weaken the raven haired woman beneath her as much as possible and show Minerva just who she was messing with. Of course she never forgot to rub her perfect rear into that face for the humiliation factor, she had to put Minerva in her place after all!

Yet soon enough it seemed as if the Dane had enough of being trapped in the Swede's facesit, as she shot that leg up, smacking that long limb right up into Cecilia's head, was a bit of an awkward kick so it didn't have the power to knock Cecilia out or anything close to it, but it was without a doubt enough power to knock the blond off of the Raven haired beauty...

Cecilia fell back off of Minerva's face onto a seated position right ahead of the Dane, as the Swede would then bring her hand up to rub her head. " Ow....cunt.."

Having Cecilia sitting on her face was more than humiliating enough. But the Swede wasn’t satisfied with just that. No, she had to go and rub it in, literally! Minerva let out muffled groans and screams in protest as Cecilia rubbed her butt right into her face. On top of that, she was rapidly losing air, something the repeated shots to her stomach only made even worse!

Each hit drove more and more air from the seemingly helpless Dane, until finally she managed to kick the blonde in her head, knocking her back and making room for some much needed air. Immediately Minerva began to gasp and pant, and rolled away from Cecilia while she was recovering from the sudden kick.

“Look...who’s talking...” Minerva said in between breaths as she slowly started trying to pick herself back up to her feet.