Big Match, Small Problem: Yasuko Chikamatsu vs Sierra Oasis!

Yasuko snickered as Sierra was completely helpless to her ministrations. Her tongue dug into her opponent's pussy and she reached around to knead Sierra's ass as she pulled her face closer against the Egyptian's pussy, utterly devouring it as she made lewd noises. Once Sierra came again, the referee would approach to check on her, asking if she was able to continue.

"Yeah, Sierra, are you able to continue?" Yasuko laughed as she mockingly asked, pulling herself away from her opponent's pussy for a moment.

The orgasm rocked through her body like a tidal wave! And all the Egyptian could do was ride it out. Her body twitching and her hips bucking even after yasuko’s tongue and lips popped free from her sex. Sierra couldn’t stop her legs from giving out underneath her, causing her to slip and fall onto the canvas in a panting heap.

It took a moment for the Egyptian to realize it was the referee that was speaking to her. But when she did, she would roll onto her hands and knees and shakily rise to her feet. Eyes refocusing on her smaller yet much more devious opponent. Wordlessly she nodded her head to the ref and shifted her focus back onto her opponent. Hopefully ready for what came next.

Yasuko let out a derisive giggle as Sierra dropped to the canvas, panting and dripping like a bitch in heat. She crossed her arms, sneering as the Egyptian got to her feet shakily, telling the ref she was ready to go. Yasuko crossed her arms over her chest, letting out a loud scoff.

"Please! You look like a stiff breeze could knock you over! Case in point!" She ran forward, jumping up to try and dropkick her stripped and humiliated opponent.

Sierra’s body was certainly weakened and struggling, even the Egyptian had to grudgingly admit to that. Yasuko’s constant sensual attacks had left her breathless and fighting against her own body, who seemed to only crave more if the twitching of her hips and the hardness of her nipples was any sign.

But that didn’t mean the Egyptian was finished just yet. She just needed a breather to get her mind back in order. Luckily for her, yasuko was content to arrogantly mock the Egyptian before finally charging towards her with a dropkick. A kick that Sierra would try to deftly dodge to the side, but not before reaching out and trying to pluck the tiny girl from out of the air and slamming her into the canvas with a sidewalk slam!

Yasuko was confident, perhaps overly so, as she sailed feet-first toward her opponent's chest, thinking she had this match entirely in the bag. Then, against all reasonable odds, Sierra caught her and slammed her to the canvas, knocking the wind out of the Japanese girl's small frame. She coughed and groaned, rolling onto her front and trying to get to her feet slowly.

"Y-you... what the... how the hell did you do that?!" Yasuko demanded in a wheezing tone as she attempted to get her feet back under her.

“Anyone ever tell you that you talk to much?” Sierra rhetorically asked in a low growl. Standing up to her full height after having slammed yasuko onto the merciless canvas. And while the Egyptian didn’t expect an answer from her smaller opponent, she already knew the answer to yasuko’s question for her.

The tiny woman had been so busy acting smug and gloating over her lewd dominance of the Egyptian heavyweight. That she was unintentionally giving Sierra enough time to recover and retaliate. And she planned on getting some good old fashioned revenge for her humiliation by walking over and dragging her back to her feet by her hair.