Asuka Kotori vs. Gwendolyn Dupont Bettencourt: III - Mad Mud Match

Gwendolyn may have indeed been...indulging herself to an excessive degree in this instance. But considering the entire point of this mud-slathered rematch was to pay her raven-haired rival back for past discretion's, the heiress would argue this was just as important as winning the match in the first place. The smug aristocrat gleefully rubbing in both her advantage and her heavenly orbs into her rival's face until finally Asuka's consistent thrashing unseated her golden-curled adversary.

The heiress sent tumbling to the opposite side of her former baggage handler, slathered in just as much frothy mud as she began hauling herself up to her knees before grabbing onto the nearby ropes to haul herself back to her feet. "...*pant*...There~...I do believe that makes us even on that front, much to your own enjoyment no doubt~…" Gwendolyn primly uttered with a flick of her muddy curls and a hand on her hip, her own blushing face thankfully hidden behind her mud mask as well.

Asuka's bucking and trashing did allow her to finally get a decent amount of breath into her lungs, breathing out she would push up to a seated position, coughing and panting as she brought her hand up to start to clean her face of the mud. Shaking her head as she huff out angrily, she would glare over at Gwendolyn...

" There...is a lot we aren't even on." Asuka thought back to their first match where her humiliating defeat had been granted by a facesit. Starting to pull and push herself up towards her feet, slowly rising as she kept her eyes fixed on Gwendolyn, the raven haired fighter would narrow her eyes and tiredly gesture for Gwendolyn to come at her.

Being the good sport that she was, Gwendolyn opted to allow her raven-haired adversary the added precious few seconds to catch her breath and compose herself. Embarrassing Asuka in such a lewd manner and receiving due vengeance for her own humiliation during their first bout was satisfying enough for the time being, and Gwendolyn was delighted at being reminded at how much of a thrill it still was to trounce her former baggage handler.

"I couldn't agree more, Madam Kotori~..." Gwendolyn poshly stated with an exhaustive breath of her own and glaring smirk, flicking her muddied ringlets off of her shoulders before approaching Asuka once more. The prim noblewoman attempting to interlock hands with her first rival with elbows bent at the side, allowing Gwen to attempt pushing Asuka backward while practically nudging their foreheads together.

Asuka eyed Gwendolyn as her rival started to get closer and closer towards her, the two of them shuffling their way towards one another in the mud, as Gwendolyn soon came in close and snatched the hands of Asuka, Trying to go for a lock up, and Asuka did accept it, pushing against her rival, forehead against forehead as the muddied beauties grappled and struggled against one another.

Though Asuka, had no intention of trying to push her rival back, instead she would try and drop back. Pulling Gwendolyn along with her as she would try and kick up her leg into Gwen's abs and try and monkey flip her rival over her. If it worked out, and she got her blond rival on her back, Asuka would try and roll backwards and on top of Gwen. Trying to time it so she'd roll on top of the freshly fallen Gwendolyn's face, placing her rear on that lovely face as she'd try and grab those wrists and force them in under her knees to try and pin her down firmly in with a face sit smother as payback!

Sloshing through the mud was becoming less of an issue as the dignified heiress continued to learn how best to maneuver through the frothy sludge. Enough to the point where she felt comfortable in willing engaging in a tug of war with her raven-haired rival by interlocking their hands together and quite literally butting heads with her. Gwendolyn at first seemingly earning some leeway against her stubborn adversary when she appeared to not even be contesting her shoving forcefulness...though her presumptions were soon to be undone when Asuka managed to use her own forward momentum against her.

"Hrgh..." Gwendolyn groaned out from being rolled overhead and onto her back with a thudding splash. Her wincing eyes only peering slightly open before the next piece of Asuka's vengeance fueled counter culminated with her rival's curvy rump descending upon the posh noblewoman's smug visage. Her indignant mumblings being muffled out as Gwendolyn struggled and squirmed to unseat her twin-tailed adversary.

Finding a way to pay Gwendolyn back for the humiliating way they had finished their first encounter in the ring, Asuka took a seat atop the face of her blond rival, pinning her down firmly in the process. The Face-sit, was locked in and Asuka was able to use what many considered her greatest asset, her perfectly shaped rump to both attack and humiliate Gwendolyn.

Seated on that face, she would rub her mud and red bikini covered rear down upon the face of the lovely posh Noble woman. " If I was raised more Japanese i might throw some fancy ways of addressing you. Like san or sama...but I was raised in New York...so take that for what you may." Asuka said as she would reach back with her right hand and give Gwendolyn's generous rack a light pat. " Now, how about you take a nap and I win this match, okay sausage curls?"

Whatever indignant protests Gwendolyn could muster were getting summarily muffled out from betwixt the toned butt cheeks of her raven-haired adversary. The sheer indignity and debasement of a dignified lady of her blue-blooded prestige having her posh visage become the lamentable seat cushion of her twin-tailed rival was already enough to have Gwendolyn struggling and resisting as best she could.

Pedaling her legs in the frothy sludge and squirming around weren't getting her the desired results she pined for, at points only serving to further bury her nose and lips into the mud-sheened backside of her loathed adversary and had her grow more frustratingly flustered with time. The kittenish manner with which Asuka patted her breasts to a crowd-pleasing jiggle finally compelled the heiress to buck her hips with as much upward momentum as possible, hopefully sending Asuka tumbling off of her in the process.

Asuka was enjoying her current seat and if she hadn't pushed her luck a bit too far she might have been able to make this a permanent seat. Though as she heard the roar of the crowd as she made that generous bust of the beautiful Gwendolyn bounce and jiggle with her soft pats to them, the body of Gwendolyn bucked.

The raven haired woman was forced off of Gwendolyn, only barley managed to catch herself on her hands and knees and prevent herself from being fully thrown into the mud. She would spin around and turn her attention over towards the blond as she would pant out a little.

" Fair is fair, Gwen~" Asuka said as she would point towards her blond rival. " Smother for a smother." She spoke out as she would then start to push herself up towards her feet and roll her shoulders, getting ready to throw down with Gwen in the mud yet again, waiting for her buxom woman to rise up towards her feet.

Frazzled and utterly mortified from what just transpired, the flummoxed heiress raised herself back up to a seated position after having dethroned her twin-tailed rival from her degrading perch. Gwendolyn greedily breathing in whatever fresh air her lungs could take in after having been deprived of it thanks to Asuka firmly nestling her toned rear against the posh aristocrat's noble visage.

Gwendolyn acknowledging Asuka's words as she turned around to face her former baggage-handler with scowling distaste and a crimson blush from having been one-upped in so degrading a manner. As she rose back to her own feet, her demeanor would remain tensed up with a spiteful scowl now being directed towards the brash brunette as she began to gradually encircle the slippery ring in tandem with Asuka.

"Hmph...hardly what one would quantify as a fair exchange...but it is a phrase I have full intention of reminding you of once I have fairly subjugated you~..." Gwendolyn snarkily proclaiming before motioning towards Asuka, only to amp up her speed and attempt to leap up and nimbly seat herself atop her rival's shoulders. Briefly squeezing her smooth thighs around her head before attempting to swing backward and send Asuka tumbling over in a hurricanrana.

The two of them started to circle each other in this mud pit of a ring, eyes fixed upon one another as the crowd cheered wildly for the lovely mud covered ladies. Asuka would let out a light chuckle at the words of Gwendolyn. " Oh, that was payback for the first much darling." Asuka said as she would gesture to Gwendolyn, " Soon the payback for this one will come~"

She watched as Gwendolyn came running up towards her and before she could do much the legs of Gwendolyn had already latched around her head and her rival was seated atop of her, she was then yanked off of her feet and flipped by Gwendolyn, her back crashing into the mud with a splashing splat, as mud flew around them when the Red Falcon was downed with that hurricanrana!