Heather Sunderland vs Amanda Clare

Heather would continue her struggles, trying her best to push Amanda off her. It was incredibly embarrassing having the girl's bare ass shoved her in her face, and her air was completely cut off as well. As she fought to push the girl's thighs, she would be stopped as Amanda would grab her wrists, pinning them down onto the mat.

At Amanda's words, she would let out a muffled groan, her legs sliding and writhing around on the mat as she fought to get air. Her face was completely red underneath Amanda's ass, kicking her legs around, twisting and turning. Though slowly her struggles were starting to weaken as her oxygen was completely cut off.

Amanda had to admit, she always loved this. Any kind of smothering, the sensation of having her opponent writhing and gasping underneath her, the dominance, it was all very arousing to her. She also freely admitted she liked to be smothered too, but this was much more desirable. She was very, very tempted to KO Heather…

…so thatâ€s exactly what Amanda tried to do. “Now, itâ€s time to go to sleep. Weâ€re going to have so much fun when you wake up!” Amanda exclaimed, as she continued to sit on Heatherâ€s face, pressing down harder as she pinned Heather down, feeling Heather weakening.

As the girl seemed to enjoy the position that she had on top of her. Heather could feel herself slowly fading from the embarrassing position, being suffocated by Amanda's bare ass. It was an incredibly humiliating position to be in in front of the capacity crowd, and after she won the match too, it made it all that much worse.

Hearing Amanda's words, Heather would let out a little muffled yell after a few seconds, it taking a few seconds for her to realize what the girl meant. Heather would start struggling even harder, but all that was doing was causing her energy to sap even more as she would slowly slow down again, eventually her struggles going to a complete stop as she would pass out underneath Amanda's ass.

“Ohhh…sleeping…” Amanda smiled, though she stayed on for a few moments to make sure the job was done. “Mmmm…and to think, all you had to do was not call them fake…”

And with that, Amanda sat up, pulled her pants up, and scooped Heather up in a cradle, carrying her out of the ring. It was her turn to ignore chears and boos.

Winner by submission

Heather Sutherland…

Then Amanda had a spaz attack.