Pink Ice vs. Tally Bryant

She was so close to her stomach turning on her and ejecting everything she might have ever ingested ever in the entirety of her living existence. Once her opponent was on a full retreat, Pink Ice got to her feet and pulled the horse cock from her mouth like she was unsheathing a fabled samurai's sword. Tears were streaming off of her cheek and dripping from her chin, though she lacked the boohooing that usually accompanied actual crying. Without taking a moment to pant, she charged her opponent, attempting to pounce upon her back. That dildo held solely in her right hand.

Tally wasn't paying attention at all as she lmade her way over to where the cuffs were. As she reached for them, she felt Ada fall onto her back and she stumbled forward, grunting as she tried to reach for the cuffs.

Oh sure, she could grab the cuffs from the bouncy castle floor, but at what cost? With Ada now on Tally's back she would grab the plump heel's chin and pull back. Her knees would shift up under Tally's arms if possible, just to get her into a lovely yet hasty camel clutch, just like she had attempted earlier with only partial success.

Tally grunted as she was pulled into thwee camel clutch. She tried to shake Ada off but it was harder to do this time. She knew she just had to keep her hold on the cuffs. She'd try, if she could, while Ada put the hold on,, to cuff one of Ada's hands, her right hand., with one end of the cuffs.

She had every advantage at this very moment. She was on Tally's back. She could see Tally's hands moving. She was going to attempt a cuff! Deft maneuvering of her right hand sent it and the horse dildo/samurai sword skyward while her left hand continued holding Tally's chin back. The weapon was brought down with great force onto Tally's right hand, attempting to knock the cuffs away with the floppy phallus. Of course, she couldn't just sit patiently in the one handed clutch and reared back hard by driving her bum downwards while pulling back on Tally's chin, hoping to stretch the lovely plump to pain.

Tally was being assaulted in every direction. She couldn't buck cause of the butt bounce and she felt the dildo whacking her hand. Fortunately the wobbly plastic did little to hurt or knock the cuffs away but it was distracting and the clutch was beginning to weaken her quite well. Panting and sweaty, she fell onto her face, still in the hold, the cuffs tucked under her big body.

The hold was steady, though she shuddered with exhaustion. Pink Ice would not go down to this or any heel so easily! With the plump heel as wracked as she could be in the camel clutch, she released her and instantly turned to grab her hefty legs. The Camel Clutch was abandoned for Ada's finisher! The Boston Crab! If successful, she'd pull Bryant up nice and high for a new stretch.

Tally gasped when she felt the clutch was abandoned. She began to pant and recover her strength when she felt one of her legs being grabbed. Her eyes widened and she began kicking frantically so that her other leg could not be grabbed as well. She tried to turn herself onto her side to see if she could get a better view of what Ada was attempting and further thwart her efforts.

"N-no... y-you... Don't!" she growled as Tally rebelled against the move. It was to be expected... but Pink Ice's signature ability was the Boston Crab, and having put fear in Tally's heart, there would be little the plump heel could do to escape the move. Of course, the constant flailing did slow down Ada's implementation. A mental note would be made of just where those cuffs were, not wanting to forget that this match would end when one of them was handcuffed and made the other's slave for the duration of the rest of the night. The heel would definately need to be worn down a lot more before Ada started playing with those cuffs, and she had just the perfect way.

If she finally got the heel into the boston crab, hands would maneuver around to pull back the heel's panties enough to give the crowd a lovely view of the exposed flower. That horse dildo flopping around inside her thighs, reminding her just who had control of it.

Tall grimaced when Ada finally hooked the boston crab. She was tapping the gtound furiously in pain as she tried to get the ref to pll the pink haired girl away. Instead, she was halted as she felt her panties being slid off her. "N-No!" She cried loudly as she felt the didlo slap against her as well. If this was any otheer match, she would be practically begging Ada to stop but she knew as long as the hand cuffs remained under her plump belly, she was still in control of the match. Despite that, it was still impossible to control herself and try and fight through the pain and embarrassment.