Linnea Bergstrom vs Whitney White - smother match

Linnea wouldn't even notice her opponent approaching her until as she panted from the pain and held her hands over her battered red ribs. She would then regret not covering up another area though when she suddenly took a low drop kick to the crotch, making Linnea let out an extended cry of pain as she rolled to the side on the mat and held her crotch.

Linnea would then turn around so that she was facing upwards against just in time to take a hard elbow drop to the breasts that would make Linnea grunt in pain again as her body was aching already so early in the match. Linnea would be able to do very little to prevent her opponent's moves as she was still understandably rocked by the astounding number of German suplexes the feeble kawaii wrestler was subjected to.

Whitney would crawl on top of Linnea and straddle on top Linnea's face, and plopped her ass right on Linnea's face! She would then grab Linnea's legs and put them under her armpits.

"Abigail taught me what the Butt Vaccum was and now that we're here again, have a taste of it!" Whitney laughed as she would let out a loud wet fart on Linnea's face!

Linnea would be helpless as her curvier opponent climbed over her body before leaning back to take a seat on Linnea's face, the blonde bunnies mouth and nose being covered by her opponent's crack as she slowly grabbed Linnea's legs and moved them under her armpits and then leaned back to fold up Linnea to the crowd and point her little bunny rear to the crowd.

Linnea would hear her opponent's words but wouldn't know what they meant until she screamed out a muffled " MMUHN" as her nose was shoved deeper between Whitney's surprisingly perky ass. Linnea would quickly learn her mistake though as her opponent released a wet smelly fart at point blank range that would enter Linnea's mouth and cause her to gag a bit and in the process, rub her lips on and open her mouth against her opponent's ass. She would also smell the slow wet fart gradually enter her nostrils which would prompt Linnea to put her hands on Whitney's rear and try to push against it as her face was consumed, although at this point Whitney had Linnea exactly where she wanted her and the blonde bunny would be receiving even worse punishment than last time.

Whitney would shake her ass on Linnea's face when she heard her muffled scream. The crowd screamed and cheered for the spectacle as Whitney farted again on Linnea's face. Whitney would then scoot herself back, up til she could only see Linnea's eyes, covering her nose and mouth with her crotch. "Isn't this great bitch? The crowd's cheering for your shitty face to be farted on!" Whitney exclaimed as she would let out another loud and long fart on Linnea, aiming this one into Linnea's mouth.

Linnea would drop her arms to the side of Whitney's legs again as soon as Whitney started to shake her ass on Linnea's face and grind in the fart against her features, Linnea still not over the last fart as it still lingered on her face with little space elsewhere to go.

Matters would just get worse when Whitney moved backwards so that she could see Linnea's defeated eyes, the blonde bunnies face being red from embarrassment, Linnea's eyes frantically moving around as she tried to avoid eye contact with her opponent until she let out another deadly fart right into Linnea's mouth, causing Linnea's eyes to roll back before she made eye contact with Whitney and looked up at her dominatrix.

Linnea could feel the fart break against her lips as it forced it's way down her throat and the overwhelming smell of the farts would override Linnea's other senses as she was having the most humiliating moment of her career.

Whitney would smirk at Linnea as their eyes met, clearly enjoying dominating someone for a change. She would then scoot herself off Linnea's face but instead wrap her legs around Linnea's neck and trap her in a headscissor.
"So bitch? How does it feel to get dominated by your better, huh?" Whitney asked as she would flex her legs and jostle Linnea a bit, "Say it. Say I'm better than you bitch!"

Linnea would still be slightly dazed and off guard by the move she just received and was only made slightly aware of her situation when she was pulled into the tight head scissor, the poor bunny wiggling and squirming under Whitney as she locked in the headscissors with her body being on top of Linnea's.

Linnea would hesitate as she was forced to look into her opponent's rear for a second before reluctantly saying. " Y...You're better than me. " Linnea being pretty defeated after what had just happened to her.

"Ha! Bitch," Whitney smirked as she would scoot back up to cover Linnea's face, "I'm going to fuck your face til you're a drooling mess!" Whitney would then start to hump Linnea's face furiously, grabbing her head and shoving it deeper into her covered crotch.

Linnea would think, or perhaps hope that Linnea was done after the swede had surrendered but would show her despair as she found out otherwise, letting out a soft wimper as Whitney mocked her and then pulled the bunny's face and thrusting against it as she face-fucked the now submissive bunny and pulled Linnea into her crotch.

Linnea would start to wiggle her legs and would let out an unfamiliar noise from her lips as Whitney took complete control and face-fucked the blonde. Linnea would start to feel wet and the crowd would be erupting into cheers and chants as Whitney furiously fucked Linnea's face, the scene being quite an entertaining one of Whitney using her amazing speed and energy to rub herself against Linnea's face, going as fast as a bunny would be expected to making this scene even more erotic for the fans who made that connection.

Whitney would moan in pleasure as she face-fucked Linnea's face at tremendous speed, her bottom getting a wet stain as Whitney would start to get wet. The fans were going insane with the erotic dominance Whitney was displaying. Just when Whitney was about to cum, she would hear a loud voice yelling.
"WHITNEY!" the voice screamed. Whitney would stop and turned to see Manager angrily walking down the ramp, wearing his usual blue zip-up hoodie, baggy pants and fedora.
"What's up Manager?" Whitney asked as she continued to hump Linnea's face.
"What are you doing?" Manager asked angrily.
"Humiliating this damn bitch! What does it look like?!" Whitney snapped back.
"This is a smother match, not a humiliation. Now either smother Linnea to win before I get in there and kick you out!" Manager barked. Whitney knew she couldn't win an argument and would glare at Linnea.
"You're soooo lucky bitch!" Whitney whispered harshly as she would scoot back up and firmly wiggle her ass on Linnea's face, deciding to fart on her face again just a tad bit more of humiliation.