Heather Sunderland Vs. Roxy Ashworthy - Falls Count Anywhere

Roxy had taken her seat once more, pressing her firm rear down upon the face of Heather Sunderland, who would kick and squirm underneath her. The green haired babe would reach down with one hand to grab at Heather's long hair, trying to yank it upwards to nuzzles Heather's face further up into her ass.

The Conqueror's other hand would reach backwards and slap at Heather's tits. Smacking those more modest breasts as she continued to taunt and try to humiliate Heather Sunderland underneath her. " Are you starting to understand how outmatched you are, kitten?" Roxy teased as she would give those breasts another slap.

Heather whined and whimpered out more and more into Roxy's butt, the feeling of her pulling on her hair to stuff her face even further into it making her feel more and more humiliated by the second. She was completely controlling her in this embarrassing position, leaving Heather totally helpless beneath her, just desperately trying to run through her head how she could possibly get out of this kind of situation.

She yelped out loudly as she felt her smack at her breasts, the mixture of a sharp pain and pleasure surged through her immediately in that instance, earning more muffled whines that vibrated against the girl's butt, Heather hating every second of this torturous treatment that she was getting. She wanted to rip into her hard with those words, but then she felt another slap at her breasts, making her just yelp out again, her body jumping at the impact. She was desperately pushing up with her arms, trying her best to somehow push up at those legs, wanting a way out!

Roxy would laugh out as she remained on top of the Friction veteran, her butt rubbing down on that firm to more snuggly press her weight down against her rival. She would slap at those tits again and again. Her other hand reaching for Heather's hair to yank it up and make sure it was firmly nuzzled against her ass.

The Californian would slap those tits again. " Give up?" Roxy would ask in a condescending tone as she felt Heather struggle underneath her, the referee looking around them and checking in on Heather every now and then....

Heather was..desperate at this point. Losing to Roxy after going through all that she did..it would be completely humiliating. She was just..continuing to hammer it on..pulling on her hair more and more, swatting and slapping at her breasts..Heather was feeling herself draining more and more, feeling like her vision was going spotty.

She was in a bit of a panic, her pushing wasn't working, she didn't have the strength to kick her legs up and stop her..she only had one option. She sucked in as much of her butt as she could through her attire--before trying to bite down hard, wanting to force Roxy off with quite the dirty maneuver.

Roxy was having a pretty good time right now, seated on top of Heather's face, slapping her tits, making a fool out of the returning veteran. She enjoyed it so much. It was almost as sweet as when she first faced Cecilia. Making a fool out of an icon like this was always as sweet as candy.

Though it seemed as if her match was going to be a lot more similar to that one she had with Cecilia than she had anticipated. Though instead of her breasts, Heather had chosen to bite down on her ass! Those pearly white teeth digging into her rear as the greenette would yelp out! Almost leaping off of Heather as she tried to get away from that biting little bitch! Looking to then rub her rear, and wince out from the pain of that painful bite.

Heather gasped for air when she was able to get that bite in, grinning wide at the sight of the girl yelping out like that, immediately getting off her to get out of that bite. She took a couple deep breaths in and out, her chest rising and falling dramatically as her head was spinning a little from all the smothering she's taken so far. She pushed herself up to one knee, shaking her head a little as she watched Roxy dealing with that sting from the bite, nodding a little.

Heather rushed in right after, needing to t ake advantage of t his small frame of time that Roxy was going to give her like this She was aiming to just ram her full body into her, wanting to crush her as hard as she could against the lockers and rock her body with a hard impact!

Roxy was unfortunatly too distracted by the pain in her rear after Heather's nasty bite. She should have expected something like that from a lesser fighter, Just like that Cecilia bitch had done, so had Heather to escape their demise. The Green haired babe spun around when she heard Heather's boots clatter against the floor.

It was already too late though, she was rammed in by the Heather's body, crashing into hers, front against front as she was forced back into the locker! The door of the locker caving in a little as the purple haired veteran's frame crushed her own against the steel.

Heather took in and out deep and heavy breaths after she slammed Roxy into the lockers, her heart pounding and racing as her head spun, ending up just leaning against her with her body pushed up into hers as she remained against that dented locker. She had to take advantage..she knew that..but she just needed a second or two to recollect herself. Finally, after that, she leaned up a little.

Without saying anything, she gripped her head, pulling it down to try and lock her head down as much as she could under her arm. She tried to yank her out away from the lockers, trying to make her stumble enough so she couldn't stop her next move, aiming to ram her head down into the locker room floor with a DDT!

Roxy groaned as Heather took a hold of her head, yanking and forcing it down in under her armpit, releasing an annoyed grunt as she would grab at Heather's pants, trying to fight her way free from her current imprisonment....she would soon feel Heather pull her away from the locker door.

When she was suddenly yanked downwards! Her head smacking right into the floor as she was met with a flash of pain up her head and then a lulling fuzziness covered her mind from having her head nailed into the floor like a nail!

Heather lie there on her back after she drove Roxy into the floor, taking a couple deep breaths in and out as she did. Her head was still spinning, her body exhausted from all the girl had done to her up until this point, gritting her teeth just slightly before she rolled over onto her front. She grunt out hard, pushing herself up steadily, standing over Roxy after she finally did. She nod her head a little, looking to the showers and smirking a bit.

"You wanna...be a little bitch? Here" She let out, pulling her by her arm. She groaned out, trying to force her up and stumble to the showers with her. She gripped her by her head and her bottoms, yelling out as she ran into the room, spinning and tossing her as she tried to throw her right into the wall of the showers!