Duct Tape Duel: Katya vs. Sabine

Katya was surprised to feel Sabine slacken off slightly, though it made little difference to the Russian as she was already committed to her turnbuckle kick. Foot pushing against the ringpost, she successfully toppled Sabine backwards, both girls crashing back onto the mat but with Katya on top.

Having had the better of the fall, Katya would scramble to her feet, wary of being caught in Sabineâ€s clutches again. She needed a second to compose herself, brushing the hair from her eyes and rubbing her love bitten neck as she looked down thoughtfully at her fallen opponent.

“My turn,” she smiled, moving to collect the nearest duct tape dispenser, before walking back towards Sabineâ€s feet. She was planning on grabbing Sabineâ€s ankles and lifting them up so she could start to wrap them together.

"Huh?" Sabine gasped as Katya grabbed her ankles, "you know , you better tie me up good..." she warned when the Russian began to tie her up, coiling back her legs. "because if not I can just do this!" She yelled, kicking out both her feet hoping to either kick Katya in the stomach or push her far away so she could get the tape off her ankles.

“Looks like I have you!” Katya purred excitedly as she looped the duct tape round Sabineâ€s ankles. She felt like she was getting close to subduing Sabine, the Brazilianâ€s legs now tied tightly together.

“Sticky situation, huh?” she giggled. Winning was going to be SO much fun. In her enthusiasm though, she failed to anticipate Sabineâ€s counter, taken by surprise as the bigger girl simply pulled back her bound legs then fired them into Katyaâ€s unprotected stomach.

“UGHH!!” Katya groaned at the heavy hit to her gut. The petite wrestler was knocked off her feet by the punishing blow, crashing backwards towards the ropes, landing heavily and jarringly on her ass. Katya was stunned, sitting slumped against the ropes, clutching her bruised belly. She certainly didnâ€t look like she was close to winning now, having been painfully punished for her naïve exuberance.

It was a complicated situation for the Brazilian sex fiend. Her legs were tightly bound by the ankles, she could already feel the tape sticking to her. That didn't leave her hopeless at all, just she'd have to use her other assets to beat the crafty Russian. Reaching out to pull Katya down to the mat for some fun time and even the odds a bit.

Katyaâ€s pained confusion at having lost the advantage was compounded, as the semi-bound Brazilian slid forwards and pulled her down onto the mat. The little brunette was still badly winded, and flopped down to the canvas with a thud, unable to put up much resistance for now.

Outside the ring, Oksana was shaking her head, bemused at her partnerâ€s amateurish showing. It looked like Katya was about to get some payback, but frankly, she had brought it on herself.

Sabine purred like a lioness as she pulled herself ontop of Katya, it was time to take some of the energy out of the Russian and even with her legs tied, she had the perfect way to do it.

"Mmm..." She hummed, holding her breasts as she lay ontop of the Russian "You like?" She asked, waiting for a response before she'd try to pull the brunnette into an air denying breast smother.

Flat on her back with the Brazilian pressing down on her, Katyaâ€s blurry senses came back into focus, with the glorious sight of Sabineâ€s cupped breasts filling her field of vision.

With those large breasts dangling inches from her face, Katya bit her lip in anticipation of what was to come. She was pinned and powerless by the bigger girlâ€s weight, unable to prevent her impending humiliation. But a part of her was excited by the prospect.

“Ohh…. Yes, I like,” Katya gulped, unable to keep her composure. “I like very m-mphhh!!”

Her words were muffled as her mouth disappeared beneath the Brazilianâ€s mounds. A shiver went down her spine; Katya silently thrilled at having those breasts rubbed in her face.

Her nostrils and lips engulfed in Sabineâ€s caramel flesh, Katya found she was struggling to breathe. Her eyes widened a little and she squirmed weakly, but she was unable to free her head from its soft, warm prison. She wasnâ€t desperate for air just yet, and frankly the position was doing more to turn her on than cause her problems right now.

If the smother continued much longer things might get more desperate for her, and Katya had no idea what level of cruelty Sabine would try for, but she would soon find out as she was slowly dizzied by the smothering and her own desires.

Sabine moaned as every protest Katya made vibrated against her large assets, as she slowly but surely took every breath out of the Russian, fully enjoying the feel of dominance as she rubbed the Russian around her pleasant prison.

As the breast smother continued Katya made moan after muffled moan into Sabineâ€s sweaty flesh. The punishment was starting to take its toll on the petite brunette; as her air supply dwindled her lungs began to ache, and her head began to prickle with a quite painful dizziness. But still her face was smothered and mashed by Sabineâ€s teasing tits. She didnâ€t know how long the Brazilian was going to make her suffer for, but it was clear she was enjoying it.

Sensuous as the situation was, the increasing strain of oxygen deprivation started to spur Katyaâ€s baser survival instincts, and she began to struggle harder in a fresh attempt to break free. Wriggling and bucking was not working beneath the Brazilianâ€s strong frame, so Katya would instead start rocking from side to side, hoping to roll her partially-bound opponent off of her. She would also start pawing and slapping at Sabineâ€s sides, making a more forcefully indignant protest at her humiliating position. If Sabine didnâ€t shift soon, sheâ€d be finished!

Being in AFW had really re-ignited Sabine's love of domination. Not to say she was going to break out the whips and turn the Russian's ass a painful shade of red, but the feeling of complete control, like she had in most of her hentai matches, and had now as she smothered Katya with her breasts, her nipples getting hard within her loose top while the Russian was lost in her cleavage.

However, she was really starting to regret not taking off the duct tape as Katya smacked, pawed and rolled the Brazilian off her. Allowing her to breath and forcing Sabine to focus on taking off the tape around her ankles before her opponent fully recovered, frowning as she was thoroughly enjoying being on this side of a breast smother.