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09:58 Phil_PT: I am in my usual short black swimsuit, bare feet. My muscular body and oiled body looks brilliant for the effect of the lights. I feel nervous. I've already lost to Sigrid and now I have a double chance: a revenge and the title shot. I leave my locker room and go to the ring with a calm walk. I have a confident attitude and while walking I flex my muscles to show them to the public. I move to the apron ring by the iron steps and then pass throw the ropes to enter. Greet the audience and look around. I'm waiting for my opponent's entrance, stand in my corner and shake my arms and neck
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10:10 Sigrid: I hear my music start to play as I'm introduced and I step out onto the entry stage wearing an ankle length white robe held closed with the OPCW European Title belt. I make my way down to the ring, giving high fives to the fans on the way and then climb the steps and duck into the ring. I do a full circle of the ring, smiling at you, before going to my corner and unhooking the belt. I hand it to the referee to be put outside, then let the silk robe slide down over my shoulders to the mat, revealing myself in a light blue, somewhat lacy, bra and panty set. I've faced you before, and figure that the reaction to the gear will be to my advantage...
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10:23 Phil_PT: You have a very sexy physique; the playboy tattoo is appropriate for your body. But I try to stay focused and try to mask my excitement, even if it's difficult in tight shorts. I walk up to you and push my pecs against your chest to try and impress you. The referee hasn't started the match yet and I'm trying to destabilize you with mind games.
10:25 Sigrid: I meet you in the center of the ring, seeing you walking up to me, leaning in close, chest to chest as you press your chest to mine and I give a little bit of a smirk as I meet your eyes. "Couldn't wait for the match to start before getting a feel could you?" I lean in a little bit, feeling my breasts pressing against your chest, waiting for the referee to finish the instructions and the bell to ring, not stepping back.
10:29 Phil_PT: I feel the pressure of your breasts on my chest. Your nipples are hard on my pecs and I feel it through the bra. You whisper something to me, but I don't mind your words. I bite my lip and then I hear the referee call the bell. I put my index finger on your forehead and push your head back "You'll be my bitch, babe!"
10:35 Sigrid: As the bell rings and your hand raises up, I cross my eyes to follow the finger as it presses against my head. I hear your little boast as you start to push with your finger, and as my head goes back a little, I step to the side and raise my leg, trying to just start off by ramming my knee right into your belly right there in the middle of the ring. "Talk is cheap!"
10:39 Phil_PT: I push my finger to your head, but you promptly lift your leg for a knee to my abdomen. I can't flex my abs in time to absorb the blow and I take it. I feel pain. I bend down and take a few steps back. Then I lift my head to look at you "Bitch!" whisper. Then I step forward and attempt to surprise you with a right uppercut to the stomach
10:43 Sigrid: After the surprise knee to the belly backs you off, I give a wide smile and a smirk. "Gotta be prepared Phil!" And then I charge forward to follow up, starting to swing my arm forward for probably a short clothesline, but my knee didn't do quite as much damage as hoped and I get surprised myself by a short punch to my own belly as I move in. "Oooph!" My own body doubles up a bit as I stumble back, gritting my teeth, "OK... point taken..."
10:47 Phil_PT: My punch lands. You bend over. I don't want to waste time and immediately demonstrate my power and my technique. I try to put my arm around your head, then I take your arm and put it on the back of my neck. Finally grabbing your pantie, I try to lift you to throw you behind me with a snap suplex
10:54 Sigrid: Staggering back, doubled over, my hand on my belly as you press forward, to take hold of my head. I can feel your grip on my bottoms, pulling the lace up into a bit of a wedgie as I go up and over, "Aaahffk!" and thump down onto my back hard. Arching my back, one hand goes to the small of it as I roll to the side, moving to my knees and starting to get back up to face you.
11:00 Phil_PT: My move is successful. I manage to throw you and hit your back on the mat. I immediately stand up and show my biceps to the audience "Your champion loves to fly... She should have chosen to be a stewardess, not a wrestler". Then I approach you, you are on your knees about to get up. I grab your hair "Do you need help?" I try to pull you on your feet and then I land a knee to your abdomen.
11:03 Sigrid: Making it to my knees, I get one foot to the mat when I feel your fingers starting to lace into my hair. At the first pressure of you starting to pull me up, I thrust off the canvas, launching myself up and forward, aiming my shoulder at the center of your chest, trying for a tackle to take you backwards and off your feet with me hopefully crashing back down on top of you.
11:07 Phil_PT: I pull your hair, but you push your shoulder into my chest and throw me off balance. I try not to fall, and I hold on to your top. Ba I'm forced to fall on my back to the ground under you.
11:11 Sigrid: Feeling your grip switch from my hair in one hand to my bra in the other hand as you fall backwards, I topple with, you, aiming to land hard onto your chest and then pull my legs up under me, raising up, pulling against your grip on my bra, and trying to straddle your waist.
11:16 Phil_PT: I don't release your bra and as you straddle me I try to fight and use my strength to pull you by the bra and shove you to the side.
11:23 Sigrid: I struggle to stay on top, feeling the lace of the bra digging into my skin as you tug on it, trying to pull me to the side, then finally the clasp pops in the back and my arms come forward, letting it tear away from my body. I shake my head and smirk down at you. "You DO want to see them don't you?" And I fall forward, looking to wrap my arms around your head and try to pull your face between my now uncovered breasts.
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06:19 Phil_PT: I can't move you to the side, but suddenly your top comes off and I see your huge boobs in front of my face. Your breasts zoom in on me and finally my face is covered. You push your chest against my face, the back of my neck touching the mat, while your breasts won't let me breathe. I put my hands on your hips and try to push you to keep from choking.
06:59 Sigrid: My arms attempt to snake around the back of your head as I lay across your chest, trying to hug you tight into the smother and hold you there long enough for a pin. I hear the referee drop down and hit a "ONE!" but it's still too early for that to work as I feel your hands on my hips, pushing up, lifting my lower body off of you as I try to hang onto your head.
08:10 Phil_PT: I can't breathe, you are smothering and pinning me. The referee counts but I can stop him by pushing you. I raise a shoulder from the mat. It's too early and I didn't get enough hits to lose in this way. I aim some punches to your ribs to try and force you to move away from me.
08:16 Sigrid: I feel my hips raising up at first from the push, and then drop back dow to straddle you again when your hands come away from them, but then feel the closed fists smacking away into my exposed ribs. "Aaagh!" I release my arms from around your head, pulling them down to cover up and try to protect my body as I roll off of you and start pushing up to my feet.
08:25 Phil_PT: As soon as you roll away from me I take a deep breath and move to the opposite direction. I can breathe, but your hold made me understand that I should be very careful if I want to have a chance. I slowly stand on my feet and notice that your smothering has had some effects in my shorts.
08:30 Sigrid: As we both get to our feet; I notice you noticing your own reaction and I give another little smirk before taunting with a little shoulder shimmy to shake my bared breasts at you. Then I move forward, starting to circle, and without warning, just jump straight up and kick out with both feet, hoping to catch you staring at me with a standing dropkick to the chest.
09:48 Phil_PT: Your boobs distract me a little and this allows you to attack me and be able to surprise me. Your bare feet hit me in the chest. After the blow I stagger and take a few steps back. My back touches the ropes and I hook the top rope with both arms to keep my balance.
10:03 Sigrid: I turn in the air after the kick, dropping back to the mat on my hands and knees before springing back up to my feet. I see you didn't go down and are against the ropes instead and I charge in, trying to catch you, hoping to trap you against the ropes with a shoulder aimed at your belly.
10:51 Phil_PT: You rush towards me and I see you are very aggressive now. I try to use the top rope as a leverage, raise my knees to mt chest and try to make you hit my calves to counter your attack.
10:55 Sigrid: Charging in, aiming my spear at your midsection, but too late as you lean back and hang off the rope, legs coming up like a shield and I hit shoulder first into the hard shin bones instead of the softer belly. "Oww!" I careen to the side, dropping to the canvas in a sideways roll, holding my shoulder and trying to roll to my knees.
10:58 Phil_PT: I put my feet down to the mat again, see you rolling in pain. "How was the test crash?". I see you managing to stand up and when you're on your knees I move forward and aim a heel kick to your sternum.
11:01 Sigrid: Getting to my knees, I see you coming towards me and turning to fire the heel kick back at my chest. My arm already crossing it to hold onto my shoulder, I manage to take a lot of the impact of the kick onto that arm instead of right in the chest but it still knocks me over backwards and I flop to my back before starting to roll under the ropes in an attempt to escape to the outside.
11:09 Phil_PT: I hit you. I'm on fire now. I see you rolling outside the ring and hiding from the battle. "Is this the champ you all deserve? A coward?" I taunt and look at you. I show my muscles "Bring your tits here and fight!"
11:25 Sigrid: I roll off the apron, landing on my feet on the floor, mostly ignoring your taunts as I walk around the ringside area and move my arm, getting the sensation and feeling back into my shoulder before I climb back up to the ring apron. "The champ they deserve is the one who wins!" I hop back up to the ring and watch you as I start to duck back in between the ropes.
11:28 Phil_PT: I couldn't wait other. When you stand on the apron ring I get ready to attack and when you duck to pass between the rope to enter I rush and aim another heel kick. I try to hit your shoulder and push you down again "Go to hell again!"
11:32 Sigrid: With my eyes watching you when I start to duck in, I see your impatience get the better of you as you rush forward and send a kick at me. I raise my hands and feel the kick hitting me in the shoulder but both hands grab at your ankle, trying to hold onto it as I fall back off the ring apron and yank one leg with me through the ropes, trying to tangle you with one leg over the middle one and the other one still in the ring.
11:37 Phil_PT: You grab my foot and pull my leg while you drop from the apron ring to the floor. My groin hits the middle rope and my balls too. Your move hurts my testicles a lot and I bounce on the rope and stumble in pain. Hands on my groin, jumping and doubled. I cry for the pain.
11:51 Sigrid: I barely land on my feet when I hit the ground again, sumbling backwards a few steps and hitting the railing before I see you tangled in the ropes and holding yourself while straddling the ropes. I push off and dash back towards the ring, jumping and sliding under the ropes to get back in and popping to my feet. I reach for your head as you are bent over, trying to pull you off the ropes into a headlock.
12:00 Phil_PT: I'm in trouble now. The pain to my groin makes me feel weaker. You can easily grab my head, lock it with your arm. I am doubled and unable to avoid your hold in this moment.
22:06 Sigrid: I crank down on the headlock, pulling you out of the ropes and keeping you bent over before I move quicker, advancing to a run after two steps and jumping up into the air. I kick my feet out in front of me and try to bring you down to the mat face first, attempting to ride you down with a bulldog.
06:54 Phil_PT: you hold my head and squeeze. then take a couple of steps forward. in that moment I understand your intentions. When you jump I bend my legs, put my hands under your ass and arch my back so I don't get dragged down. I hold you up, using my strength, then I take two more steps forward and try to throw you towards the corner. I try to smack your ass against the turnbuckle putting your legs over the top rope.
07:01 Sigrid: Dragging you out off of the ropes, my confidence is a little high as you aren't as messed up as expected. I jump to start the bulldog and feel your hands on my hips, thrusting forward more and instead of falling, I fly through the air with a screech, my arm losing it's grip around your head as I start to do a half backflip and crash to the canvas on my shoulders, skidding towards the corner with a thump. "Ooooph!"
09:50 Phil_PT: I have escaped a very great danger. I managed to turn the tide in my favor. I'm watching you now, you're on the ground near the corner. I take a deep breath and decide not to give yourself too much time. I don't want to repeat the mistake I made earlier. I reach down and grab you by the hair and wrap my arm around your neck, locking you into a reverse headlock, with your chin in my armpit. Then I get up and try to lift you too, to put you on your feet. I take a few steps back towards the center of the ring. Your breasts are exposed upwards, your boobs are firm and straight.
09:55 Sigrid: My hand reaches to my back as I start to sit up and then feel your fingers in my hair, yanking me up and arching my head back for the reverse headlock. I feel myself arched, chest pointing up as I stumble backwards, pulled towards the center of the ring. In a dangerous position, I reach up with my hands, grabbing for your head, trying to steady myself and relieve some of the pressure on my neck.
09:58 Phil_PT: You try to grab my head to react and to make me lose grip. I realize that if you move like that I can't continue and have a firm hold. So I change my plan. I drop and make your backhead impact to the mat under my chest, to also crash your face under my weight.
10:23 Sigrid: Reaching for you head, trying to hang on, I feel you starting to drop and realize that I'm starting to fall into the reverse DDT. You turn and drop down over me, and I hang onto your head, wrapping my arms around it to hang on tight and lift my own head to reduce the impact and take most of it onto my back, but your body slams down right on top of my chest with the hit, knocking half the wind out of me, "Ooooph!"
10:25 Phil_PT: As soon as I slam you down, I move on top of you. Maybe the impact wasn't as hard as I expected, but the ring shakes. This makes me understand that I gave you some damage. So I try to reap the rewards of my move. I grab your leg, pull your knee to your chest and place my chest on your face to practice the pin, waiting for the referee to start counting.
10:28 Sigrid: Gasping, feeling your weight over me, I get my leg pulled up as you go for the pin and hear the referee dropping down to start a count, "ONE!" Feeling your chest across my face, I realize that you are too high to keep me own and as the ref counts "TWO!" I throw my arm up, twisting my body enough to get a shoulder up.
10:32 Phil_PT: You move and raise your shoulder from the mat "DAMN!" I scream. Then I quickly stand on my feet. "You're too slow, tortoise ref!" I complain with the referee. Then I grab your hair and pull you on your feet again "It means that there's more pain for you, cow!"
10:38 Sigrid: Gasping, I feel you getting off me and hear you yelling at the referee. I use the moment to try to get my bearings and breath back before I feel your fingers in my hair, starting to yank me up to my feet. I come up with the pull, ducking my head, shoving hard to my feet and aiming to rise fast enough to try to slam the top of my head underneath your chin.
10:43 Phil_PT: Your head hits my chin. I arch my back; I have to leave you. I stagger back. I feel pain in my mouth, you took me by surprise. With one hand I touch my chin. The other I keep leaning forward to protect me from your possible attack.
10:45 Sigrid: I wince, feeling the impact on my head and stagger a little bit myself. Then see you touching your chin, leaning forward and trying to keep your body back. With your head forward, I plant one foot and give a little bit of a hop forward, raising the other leg up to thrust forward, aiming at the same spot on your chin with a high superkick.
10:52 Phil_PT: My hand is on my chin and I'm wobbling. You quickly step forward and lift one leg, extend it. The ball of your foot still hits my chin. My hand partially cushions the blow, but still my head flies back and I'm pushed into the corner. My back hits the turnbuckle, my legs don't support me and finally I fall sitting with my arms on the second ropes.
10:58 Sigrid: Seeing you stumble back and hitting the corner, dropping to your butt on the canvas, I take a deep breath. I've got to stay in this, I've got to keep going in this rough match and I charge towards the corner. Taking one, two steps at a run then jumping up, feet going forward aimed at your head, but then legs splitting as I leap in and aim to introduce your face to the only bit of cloth that is still covering any of my body.
11:01 Phil_PT: I see you running towards me, my eyes are wide open. But I don't have time to move because you jump and come on me. You spread your legs and your pussy hits me right in the face. My head snaps back and the back of my neck slams into the turnbuckle. I'm stunned, my arms slip off the ropes and my hands touch the mat.
11:04 Sigrid: I feel it hit perfectly, knocking your head back and I grab hold of the top rope to steady myself for a moment as I wrap my legs around your head. I try to tighten my thighs and lock an ankle behind the knee before letting go of the top rope and letting my body fall backwards, then I twist, trying to roll to the side and pull/flip you out of the corner.
11:07 Phil_PT: Your legs wrap around my head. My face is pressed against your pussy. With a flip you roll me towards the center of the ring. I try to resist, put my hands on the ground and try to slip my head out of your grip.
11:09 Sigrid: Feeling your resistance, I'm not able to get you rolling out of the corner and I growl a little bit, then prop myself up on my hands and just squeeze instead, pouring my effort into my thighs, trying to keep an ankle locked into the crook of my knee behind your head and your face tightly smothered between my legs.
11:12 Phil_PT: You crush my head and suffocate me. I can smell you as my nose nearly enters your pussy and is only separated from it by a thin layer of cloth. I moan, I struggle. Put your hands on the ground and your grip becomes more painful. I am red in the face. I try desperately to stretch my legs to touch the ropes with my feet, so that the referee forces me to let go.
11:16 Sigrid: I try again to twist and roll you further from the ropes as I squeeze, but your desperate twisting the other way is enough for you to get the bottom rope and the referee calls for the break. But I don't release immediately, squeezing tight to try to get a few more seconds of the tight smother before I suddenly right as the ref gets to five. Then I pop up and reach for your hair, staying on my knees as I try to drag you away from the ropes.
11:22 Phil_PT: I hear the referee call the break, but you keep holding me. I don't breathe. I'm in big trouble. I want to scream, but I can't. You crush my head. Then you finally loosen your grip and I take a deep breath. I put my hands on the ground and try to crawl towards the ropes, I stretch. But I don't get there because you grab my hair and pull me towards you.
11:26 Sigrid: I drag you at a crawl a few feet away from the ropes, then turn and attempt to pull you up. I can see that you are struggling for breath from the smother and decide to go for some more of it. I use the grip on your hair to yank your face down to my chest and then release the hair and wrap both arms around the back of your head to try to pull your face deep between my cleavage as we kneel facing each other. It didn’t work early in the match, but I'm hoping you are weakened enough for me to keep it on.
11:31 Phil_PT: You hug me and my head penetrates me deep between your boobs. Once again I can't breathe. I feel weak. I'm on my knees. I try to plant one foot on the ground and throw myself forward to push your back onto the mat so that I end up on top of you. This way I hope to surprise you with a pin while you keep me smothered.
11:35 Sigrid: You lurch forward, toppling me back, but my arms try to stay firmly wrapped around your head. As I fall backwards, I spread my legs, wrapping them around your waist when you come down on top of me and I start to squeeze there as well. I can feel your weight pressing down on me while I attempt to keep the squeeze going until I hear the referee count, "ONE!"... "What?!" I yelp out, then twist, trying to roll us both to our sides while I try to hang on.
11:37 Phil_PT: The ref counts ONE, but immediately you push me to the side. We roll, but I can't breathe yet. You continue to take me in your breast smothering and I feel like my energy little by little fades away. I again start to aim some punches to your ribs, but they are weaker than the ones I gave you some time ago to free myself from the previous hold.
11:47 Sigrid: I feel the punches to the ribs as we lay on our sides and I try to bring my upper arms down a little bit to cover them, which also presses my tits tighter around your face as my legs extend. I cross my ankles behind you, squeezing down with everything I've got left around your waist, trying to put you away before the thumps to my side force me to release.
11:50 Phil_PT: Now I feel also the pressure of your thighs against my ribs and it increase my pain and frustration. My punches have no effect on you. I feel I’m going to pass out. I'm breathless for too long time and I can't resist for long, especially now that your legs squeeze my body. The crowd screams and finally I tap my hand on the mat to submit.
11:56 Sigrid: As I see the tap and hear the bell, I release and I release, and roll to the side, my hand moving to my ribs as I wince and gasp, holding myself and shuddering for a moment before struggling to push myself back up to my feet to raise my hand.
12:00 Phil_PT: When you leave me I take a deep breath. I roll onto my side and then lay flat on my back. Arms and legs apart. My chest inflates and deflates. I'm without a shred of strength, but my vision is blurry.
12:01 Sigrid: Looking down, I stumble a little bit, exhausted, then make my way out of the ring, stopping by the announcer's table to grab my belt on the way.
12:03 Phil_PT: I hear the crowd that screams to celebrate your victory. I was very close to get the title. But I failed. I look at you. I'm exhausted but throw my shorts you can see the only hard part of my body

Published: 2023-05-04, viewed 75 times.