The Puma vs. Herta – Part Two: Beggar’s KO Match (continued)
Within seconds the bodies of both women were swaying as they threw themselves fully in to their fingerlock test of strength duel. Both of them seasoned vets, they knew a match like this also required not just the breaking of the body, but also the mind. Scoring this early duel by forcing the other down to both knees will be a psychological point against the loser and both knew it, and both wanted that early score in this match.
Puma had taken a gamble forcing the arms up over the heads despite being shorter than her foe, and it seemed like it was backfiring as Herta immediately went for the advantage slowly levering the arms backwards while overhead where Puma could get less leverage when she realized she could not easily bend her wrists. But Puma had offered the disadvantage more as a ploy, willing to risk herself early on, to discover more about Herta and she now set a foot back and then thrust herself forward slamming their bodies together, getting her own breasts under her foes and then sliding upwards and lifting Herta’s breasts in turn in a somewhat painful as well sensual manner while closely watching her foes face. For a couple all too brief moments she saw what she hoped for in the face, the reaction to the breast lift and the sensual sensation before Herta realized her face was betraying her and shuttered it, but it was too late by then.
Puma realized her foe like herself was either bisexual or full lesbian, and this was a potential tool to be used in the fight. For now however she had to deal with the locked hands and the fact she was starting to be forced down as she felt a quiver in her legs as the wrists began to bend back from the poor angle. Slowly, she started to swing the arms from above to either side in the more classic stance and Herta was willing to go with this, she had noted the legs and was confident she could overpower her foe here and have her down within second and even helped move the arms down and outwards. That was what Puma had hoped for and she made her next counter in turn as she accelerated the arm swing not just to either side but beyond taking their hands and arms to a straight down position between them where her slightly shorter height now came to her own advantage as she caught Herta out and immediately bent the wrists back noticeably.
A sharp his and a muttered curse escaped from Herta’s lips as pain shot through her wrists and she found herself involuntarily rising up on her own toes in a sudden and desperate attempt to ease the pressure on them. Again Puma moved in close and thrust upwards with her breasts against Herta’s distracting her further and this time she pressed harder against her body forcing Herta to take a step backwards as she could not remain on her toes that way against the pushing. Giving her for no leeway or space, Puma get thrusting in allowing no space forcing Petra to step back a second and third time.
A quick glance over her shoulder and Herta realized she was being driven dangerously close to the corner, being forced down here would be more to the losers disadvantage and right now she was the one suffering. Managing to get a leg back at last she braced her own self against further thrusts and started to power windmill the arms back upwards seeking the out to either side position where she felt she could regain the duel’s control, but again Puma upped the odds speeding the arms back to overhead and thrust backwards against the arms as well so they were extended though beyond her backside the very position she had been forcing Puma down in to originally.
Now all of a sudden, it was Herta’s own legs quivering under the pressure and she had time to think silently to herself ‘No!’ as she felt one knee buckle and she dropped down. Stopping herself only as one knee softly thumped to the canvas the advantage now clearly to Puma who pressed in closer seeking to for her to the second knee. Pride and anger flared in Herta’s face and she softly snarled “No you don’t!” and with an adrenalin surge from the anger she suddenly thrust upwards with the one leg coming to a crouch and then slower to her feet this time getting their arms out to both sides where she wanted to. Puma had relaxed her own guard for just a brief second or so thinking she had Herta almost down and it had cost her as Herta rose and the two pressed in hard now, both leaning forward, Herta entering in to the breast game as well as she pressed her own firm orbs square against Puma’s and their heads dropped to each other’s shoulders.
Several long seconds would pass for the two women as they stood there, locked and straining against each other, from a distance they might have looked like statues, until one got closer and heard the soft grunts and hisses as both women strained and their arms quivered with their effort. But then it was Puma who began to falter as one knee partially knuckled and she went halfway down to one knee slowly before she too was able to arrest the motion. Looking up at Herta’s own face, she drew from within her own self and slowly began to rise in turn as Herta frowned and grimaced seeing her hoped for gain slowly melt away and the two locked once more against each other.
Herta now snarled her own challenge in to Puma’s nearby ear as she said “I am going to crush your breasts girl and flatten them with my own and she pressed in harder looking to add breast dueling to the fingerlock. “Fat chance, was Puma’s own whisper before Herta retorted hotly “Yes!”. Herta had enough of the fingerlock, they were too evenly matched right now and she suddenly released her own steely grip and snatched their hands free. Close in and tight she threw her arms under Puma’s own and caught her in a powerful bearhug, her own heavy Bavarian arms closing with an intensity around the lower ribs as she crushed the two of them together.
Caught out, Puma’s own breath exploded out and came to a near stop as her ribs exploded in red fire and she instinctively coiled her legs around Herta’s to prevent the back arching tactic that would make it even worse. Knowing she would be drained quickly of strength and air if she did not win free or counter fats, Puma cast around and then raised her hands and cupping them boxed Herta’s ears seeking a break,. The actions made her shake her head and then cinch the bearhug even tighter and lift her foe up a bit more. It was dangerous for Puma and the pressure rose even higher, and she saw an opening through the pain with the lift, her own powerful legs uncoiling from Herta’s she snapped them upwards with a thrust and locked them around Herta’s own waist in a powerful scissors and began to thrust pelvic thrust after thrust in to Herta seeking to weaken her in turn and force a release.
Both women’s faced contorted in high pain now from each other’s assault and Herta found she was also being pumped, her breaths becoming more shorter and labored as the steely thighs tightened and pulsed on her waist. Slowly she dropped to her own knees but still kept the dangerous bearhug in tight, neither side willing to release knowing they both taking dangerous weakening here and the match still yet young.
Setting both hands against Herta’s chin Puma pressed hard bending the head back seeking a release that way, but with an angry shake Herta got her chin free and kept the assault on, a second boxing of the ears just angered her foe and she tightened again and this time Puma’s air stopped fully. Needing a counter fast, she resorted to a woman’s popular tactic as she had her own breast up close to her foes face. Flinging her arms around Herta’s head they closed as Puma thrust forward and drove her breasts over Herta’s face driving nose and mouth deep in to the cleavage as the arms tightened tight jamming the nose and mouth against the breastbone the flesh molding for an airtight seal cutting Herta’s air off in turn. The two now locked in a dangerous crushing and air denial game, it was clear that this time one of them would finally falter and release and whoever remained would have a definite advantage.
To Be Continued in Part 3
