Thanks Eva. You don't like the comparison with Raven though?
Archive 3: Angel versus SapphireAngel paced around the wrestling ring, eagerly awaiting her opponent, her excitement growing by the second as the crowd cheered her. She began a few warm-up moves in the corner, bending her well-toned limbs and stretching her athletic body. Angel was wearing white boots and a sky-blue swimsuit, a skimpy two-piece which showed off her healthy, tanned skin and gorgeous physique. She was of medium build, fit but reasonably powerful, with a good-sized chest. On top of this she had long blonde hair, shining blue eyes and a dazzling smile. The good-looking girl was a skilled wrestler, with a fearsome arsenal of throws and submission holds that could quickly dispose of an unwary foe. Angel blew a final kiss to the fans, then turned to watch the other fighter enter the arena.
The second girl, Sapphire, confidently approached the ring. At 5’9’’, she was an inch taller than Angel. She was also heavier, with a curvy, thick, rounded figure, possessing ample hips and an enormous pair of breasts. Bulky without being fat, she could nevertheless use her weight advantage to steamroll smaller opponents. She had blonde hair, too, though hers was darker and lacked the shine of Angel’s platinum locks. Sapphire’s lank hair fell carelessly around her shoulders in untidy waves. Her attractive features were well-proportioned, though her mouth curled upwards in a self-satisfied smirk and her blue-grey eyes had a cold, malicious look to them, accentuated by her dark mascara. Sapphire wore black lace-up boots and, true to her name, wrestled in a dark blue swimsuit.
The outfit she was wearing tonight was remarkable: stretched across her creamy skin was a skimpy slingshot bikini, which left nearly all of her voluptuous body on display. Two thin strips of fabric ran up her torso, barely containing her large chest and leaving her deep cleavage exposed; the straps met round her throat in an alluring halter neck. Below her waist, the slingshot bikini had a tiny, G-string back, which all but disappeared between her buttocks and flaunted her broad, fleshy ass. Her bare butt-cheeks swayed hypnotically as she strode towards the ring; when she bent forward and clambered into the ring, the thin sliver of blue material vanished from sight entirely. Fans voiced their approval of Sapphire’s revealing costume, and the big, sexy goddess acknowledged them with a wave. Until recently, she had been the wrestling league’s champion, and was usually an impressive presence in the ring. This was her first match since losing the title, though, and the audience were keen to see how well she could bounce back from defeat.
Angel frowned, unimpressed with the larger girl’s tawdry outfit. Sapphire responded with a contemptuous sneer. Both girls were now itching to hurt the other. The referee, a stern-looking girl with short dark hair, signalled the start of the match, and the bell rang out. From their respective corners, the two fighters slowly converged. They were both too experienced to lunge into an all-out brawl, and they halted at arm’s length, shoulders hunched and muscles tense. They looked each other over with analytical eyes, looking for openings and weighing up odds, chewing their lips in anticipation. Sapphire was close enough to smell Angel’s perfume, though the larger girl never bothered to use scent herself. After this short pause, both girls realised there were no defensive frailties to exploit, and when Sapphire slowly raised her arms for a grapple, Angel accepted the offer. The two blondes cautiously came together and interlocked their hands.
The combatants were now pressing together in a test of strength, fingers gripping and squeezing, feet shuffling for purchase. Slow and controlled, both girls steadily increased the intensity of the hold, arms straining, bodies pushing as hard as they could. Their faces were flushed with concentration and they emitted little grunts of effort. The crowd were enthralled by the contest. Both fighters were channelling as much strength as they could muster, not wanting to concede an inch. As time passed, however, the advantage swung to Sapphire. The bigger girl looked to be slowly overpowering her opponent, gradually eroding Angel’s position. Sapphire’s arms were now raised above her rival’s, and she was able to apply downwards pressure on Angel. The platinum-haired beauty struggled to keep her footing as Sapphire pushed against her, raised arms bearing down. Angel was forcibly bent backwards at the waist, and her face ended up by her adversary’s damp, sweaty armpit. The smaller girl cringed as her nostrils filled with Sapphire’s body odour, who cackled harshly at her unpleasant misfortune.
With some alarm, Angel realised she couldn’t hold this weakened (and foul-smelling) position for much longer without being overwhelmed. Channelling both her skill and her desperation, she suddenly lurched sideways, ducking and sidestepping away from the grapple. She successfully slipped out of Sapphire’s sweaty grasp, and nimbly stepped round to grab the larger girl from behind. Sapphire groaned in frustration and bent forwards, trying to break the hold on her body. Angel, though, was able to counter this move by vaulting onto Sapphire’s upturned back, wrapping her legs around her opponent’s ribs and grabbing hold of her neck in a piggyback position. Saddled with the other girl’s full weight, Sapphire cried out and staggered backwards.
“Argh! Get off me!” she wailed.
Angel strengthened her hold, squeezing her thighs together to crush Sapphire’s ribs, while at the same time throttling her with her arms. Exasperated, Sapphire swayed and shook, trying to cast off her opponent, but Angel was stuck to her like a limpet. Strangled, she started to struggle for air, her spine ached from the weight it was carrying and her squashed ribcage was becoming painful. The struggling girl changed her tactics, and started clawing at Angel’s shins, trying to prise them from her body, but the toned legs stayed firm. For the best part of a minute, Sapphire suffered the indignity of being ridden piggyback, whilst being brutally scissored and choked.
Eventually, with a surge of effort, she managed to split Angel’s legs apart, throwing the smaller girl from her back. She gasped with relief as the hold on her body was broken, and massaged her sore throat. Angel, though, had landed nimbly after being thrown off, keeping her balance, and so was able to immediately resume her attack. She darted ahead, and grabbed hold of Sapphire’s back with her arms, while simultaneously extending her leg and hooking her white boot around Sapphire’s feet. In one swift, fluid move, she then flung herself forwards. The voluptuous girl in front was pitched face-first towards the mat. As she fell, Angel’s outstretched leg swept Sapphire’s black-booted feet from under her, and for one sickening moment she found herself flying through the air, arms flailing helplessly, her trailing legs sailing upwards until they were level with her head. Then she fell downwards, her face crunching into the mat with astonishing force. Angel had kept hold of her as she’d driven her to the canvas; a fistful of lank hair ensured that Sapphire’s face connected squarely with the floor, and the weight of Angel’s body had been put behind the impact. The punishing face-plant had been executed perfectly, with the bulk and momentum of both girls channelled directly into Sapphire’s head, making her eat the mat in spectacular, brutal fashion.
For several seconds the prone girl saw stars, too stunned to react. Her eyes filled with water, blurring her vision, and her head throbbed with pain. Groaning, she peeled her aching face from the mat, and tentatively dabbed at it with her hand. Miraculously, her nose wasn’t bleeding, though it felt phenomenally sore. Before she could collect her thoughts, Angel was upon her. The smaller girl quickly enforced her advantage and straddled Sapphire’s back. The floored girl was pinned down under her opponent’s weight, then felt Angel’s toned arms wrap themselves around her downturned head. Having taken a seat on Sapphire, Angel was now applying a fierce headlock from behind. Her arms squashed together like a vice, crushing Sapphire in their brutal embrace. Firmly locked onto her enemy’s head, Angel decided to further her suffering. The smaller girl slid her legs downwards, tucking her feet inside Sapphire’s ankles, her white footwear nestled in between the larger girl’s black boots. Angel then spread her legs, forcing Sapphire’s thighs apart in a grapevine hold. The trapped girl’s legs were soon split to an uncomfortable degree, and sharp bursts of pain tore through her groin muscles, hurting her with increasing intensity. Several moments passed with her pinned to the canvas, powerless to address the agony wracking her lower body. Her distress was compounded by the relentless headlock, pressing in on her already-battered skull. Sprawled on the floor, these twin pools of anguish slowly tormenting her, Sapphire felt herself being inched towards her breaking point.
The larger girl breathed a loud, distressed groan into the mat. Her head swam, and she tried to fight her rising despair. Steeling her resolve, she marshalled all her strength and rocked her body sideways, trying to twist onto her back. Her plan worked. Sapphire’s large frame lurched sideways, rolling along the canvas, leaving her lying on top of her opponent and facing up towards the ceiling. The girls’ positions were reversed: now Angel was squashed underneath Sapphire’s hefty body. Angel wasn’t pleased at this turn of events, but she doggedly maintained her holds on Sapphire’s legs and head. However, her weakened position made it harder to apply pressure, and her own strength was being sapped as she was crushed under the considerable weight of the larger girl. The two wresters lay like this for several moments, their entangled bodies glistening with sweat, each girl grunting as they suffered in different ways. Sapphire squealed at her split legs and crushed head, while Angel groaned from having her body flattened hard against the floor.
Sapphire soon realised she was still getting the worst of it, gripped with pain and starting to feel groggy. She desperately needed to escape her opponent, and she started convulsing and thrashing wildly in a bid for freedom. Her big body beat against Angel’s, pounding her against the mat, and her ample ass thumped down into Angel’s crotch. Eventually the squashed girl below could take no more, and Angel’s holds began to weaken. Sapphire brushed away the smaller girl’s limbs, and clambered out of her brutal grip.
Both wrestlers scrambled quickly to their feet, facing off yet again. They came together, limbs meshed, each girl struggling desperately to secure a physical advantage. As they grappled, Sapphire’s size began to prevail, and she managed to get her arms around Angel’s head. Bent forwards, Angel clawed desperately at her opponent’s grip. Sapphire responded by suddenly snapping her knee upwards, connecting heavily with Angel’s face. The momentum of the blow sent Angel sprawling. She collapsed onto her back and clutched at her nose. Sapphire smiled, and advanced on her downed adversary. However, the smaller girl quickly rolled back onto her shoulders, then kicked her legs up at Sapphire. Angel’s white boots smacked against Sapphire’s head, sending the bigger girl staggering backwards.
The athletic Angel quickly jumped up onto her feet. Sapphire was groggily nursing her wounded head. Angel grabbed the other girl by the arms and flung her into the nearby turnbuckle. Sapphire cried out as she was slammed chest-first into the metal post. She remained on her feet, slumped face-down in the corner. Angel stepped up and grabbed a thick handful of Sapphire’s greasy blonde hair. She used her hold to raise Sapphire’s head, then smack it down into the top of the turnbuckle. The voluptuous girl let out a weary groan as her face was smashed yet again. Angel pulled her up by the hair again, but this time Sapphire had her wits about her. The plus-sized fighter jammed her elbow backwards into her opponent’s ribs. Grunting, Angel released the hairpull, stumbling backwards while holding her bruised ribcage. Sapphire stepped out of the corner and, mirroring the other girl’s move, whipped Angel face-first into the ring post. Now it was Angel’s turn to suffer in the turnbuckle. Sapphire held her opponent by the head, then drove Angel’s pretty features into the metal post. The smaller girl flailed her arms and yelled in pain. Unyielding, Sapphire thumped her enemy’s head into the corner a second time. This elicited another squeal, higher-pitched and more anguished than the first. Then, again, another thud: Angel was powerless to prevent her face being smashed against the turnbuckle for a third time. This blow sent her senses spinning, and when Sapphire stopped supporting her Angel crumpled to the floor, dazed.
With her adversary stunned, Sapphire spotted a chance to inflict some serious punishment. The busty babe clambered up to the top rope of the turnbuckle, bounced a couple of times, then jumped backwards. She sailed through the air, pulling up her legs as she plunged towards her opponent. With a huge crash, Sapphire landed ass-first onto Angel’s unprotected belly. The smaller girl gasped as Sapphire’s full weight slammed into her. The impact jarred Angel’s spine and drove the air from her lungs. It was a brutally heavy splash for Angel to take. The powerful move left her winded, twitching helplessly on the floor. Standing over her, Sapphire added to her misery by stamping her black boot into the side of her head. Angel felt weak and dizzy, and she gave a low groan. Finally in control of the match, Sapphire reached down and sank her hands into Angel’s lustrous blonde hair. In rough, jerking movements, she yanked her up off the canvas. Painfully, Angel was forced onto her unsteady feet.
Sapphire found herself with full control over Angel’s limp, weakened body. The larger girl used her grip on her opponent’s hair to bend her over. Angel then had her head pulled in between Sapphire’s knees. The voluptuous girl squeezed her legs together, trapping her adversary in the standing headscissors position. Angel was now folded forwards with her head wedged between Sapphire’s thighs. Her peachy ass jutted out, presented to the crowd, and her pale blonde hair hung down over her face. She was in the perfect position to have her head scissored, but Sapphire had other things in mind. She reached down and put her arms around the smaller girl’s torso, gripping her firmly. She pulled Angel upwards, hoisting her into the air, spinning her round so that her white boots pointed up towards the roof. Sapphire was setting her opponent up for the powerbomb! Angel was now at the apex of the move, some distance from the floor, her body up at Sapphire’s head, and her toned legs up over the shoulders of the slingshot-clad goddess. Then, roughly, Sapphire threw her downwards. She plummeted back-first towards the canvas, propelled sharply by both gravity and her enemy’s strong muscles. There was a gigantic crash as Angel smacked into the canvas. Her athletic body juddered and bounced from the tremendous force of the impact, and severe vibrations shook the ring. Angel spasmed and arched her back, gripped with agony, consumed with the fire in her shoulders and spine, then fell still. Sapphire had perfectly executed the brutal powerbomb, and now its victim lay badly dazed, limbs splayed, and utterly helpless.
Only semi-conscious, Angel groaned weakly. Through the mist of pain, she felt a heavy weight press down on her limp body. Sapphire had taken a seat on her belly, pinning her arms with her thick thighs. This was dismal news for Angel. ‘Ugh… I’ll never get that fat bitch off of me’, she thought bleakly. The smaller girl’s position was indeed hopeless: immobile, and completely at her opponent’s mercy. She was dimly aware of hands being placed around her head, though they were surprisingly gentle. Angel was even more surprised when Sapphire leant in and kissed her on the lips. She didn’t know what was going on as the bigger girl began to French kiss her, and her mind raced. ‘What… what the hell? Urrghh!!’ It wasn’t a pleasant way for Angel to come round. She wasn’t into other girls, and especially not the busty, greasy-haired Sapphire. Revulsion stirred as the other girl’s tongue aggressively explored her mouth. Feebly, she tried to push back with her own tongue, and shook her head, but to no avail. Angel shuddered, wondering fearfully what her kinky opponent had planned for her.
As her prey began to struggle, Sapphire shifted her hand, pinching shut Angel’s nostrils. She held firm on the other girl’s nose whilst continuing to dominate her mouth with the wet, lusty kiss. Angel’s airways were now cut off. Her eyes widened, and she emitted a muffled, nasal squeal, but Sapphire carried on tonguing her. Deprived of air, she felt a twinge in her lungs. She began to writhe desperately, trying to satisfy her need for oxygen, but all she had was Sapphire’s hot, acrid breath, and the sour taste of her saliva. The exited fans leered noisily, adding to Angel’s discomfort as the forced kiss slowly sapped the life from her. Panicking, she tossed her head from side to side, and with a sudden jerk she managed to free her mouth from Sapphire’s tongue.
Angel gasped with relief, and noisily sucked in a fresh lungful of air. Sapphire scowled. “Hey!” she exclaimed. She quickly shuffled forwards and dropped her big boobs down onto Angel’s upturned face. The smaller girl’s world went dark as she was smothered by Sapphire’s tits. She tried for a second lungful of oxygen, but her air was now hot, sweaty and restricted. The skimpy design of Sapphire’s slingshot bikini meant she could press the whole of her deep cleavage over Angel’s nose and mouth. The massive, fleshy mammaries engulfed the floored girl’s head.
“How’d you like THAT?” Sapphire teased. “Yeah, you love it, don’t you, you slut. Go on, eat them!”
She rubbed her huge breasts up and down, mashing them into Angel’s face. The smothered girl squealed in aguish. She’d survived one disgusting asphyxiation attempt, only to be subjected to another. Starting to feel dizzy, she thrashed from side to side, but her arms were squashed flat, and she was forced to endure several more horrible moments, pinned under Sapphire’s sweaty chest. In fact, the voluptuous girl’s cleavage was so damp that, as Angel squirmed, her face slowly slid across the sweat-slicked skin, and she was eventually able to twist her head sideways. She took in more fresh air through quick, rasping breaths.
Seeing her rival had slipped free of her breast smother, Sapphire sat up, transferring all her weight back onto Angel’s belly. She looked down at her flushed, helpless face.
“What’s the matter? Had enough foreplay, Angel? Well, that’s fine by me!”
Sapphire balled her fist and delivered a punch to the trapped girl’s temple, smacking her head against the mat. Angel shrieked in pain and fear, powerless to resist.
“I could really fuck you up, you know” the larger girl boasted. “But, seeing as I like your pretty face, I think I’ll just put you to sleep…”
Smiling maliciously, Sapphire brought her own hand up to her mouth and ran her tongue over her palm, giving it a thick coating of saliva. Then she leant down, and clamped her wet hand over Angel’s pouting lips. She took Angel’s nose in the fingers of her other hand and crushed it hard, painfully squeezing her nostrils shut. The floored girl winced helplessly. The hand over her mouth was slathered in spit, forming an airtight seal. Her breathing passages were now decisively closed. After toying with her for so long, Sapphire was obviously moving in for the kill. Angel shuddered as she was suffocated, but the beaten blonde was in no condition to resist her lick-smother punishment. For several long, excruciating moments, her mind reeled, her lungs burned and her vision became dark and blurry. Sapphire looked down with satisfaction as Angel’s eyes filled with terror, then slowly began to flutter, and finally rolled back into her head, devoid of life.
Her opponent limp, Sapphire peeled her sticky hands from Angel’s face, and allowed the referee to confirm that she was out cold and defeated. The bell rang to signal Sapphire as the winner. The voluptuous girl threw her hands in the air in triumph, still straddling her sleeping opponent. A wide smile appeared on Sapphire’s face as she took in the crowd’s applause, posing in her victory as cameras flashed.
After enjoying a lengthy celebration, Sapphire climbed up off the smaller girl, who was still stuck in a deep slumber. Looking down at her hopeless foe, Sapphire’s mind flooded with kinky, sadistic impulses, and she grinned evilly. ‘Time for the spoils of war!’ she thought to herself, licking her lips in anticipation. She swept her greasy hair from her face, and wiped her brow. The scantily-clad girl then bent down and grabbed hold of Angel’s arms. Oblivious, the beaten girl was dragged backwards across the mat and dumped into the corner of the ring. Her limp body was propped up against the corner post, leaving her sat upright with her back in the turnbuckle. The exited crowd were unsure what Sapphire had in store for her victim. Strangely, the busty babe bent over, and began untying her own black boots. Her intentions were soon revealed. Sapphire pulled the black laces from her footwear, leaving her with two lengths of string. She kicked off her loosened boots, then stepped up to her lifeless opponent. The barefooted girl took Angel’s wrist, and used the black lace to tie it to the ring ropes. She did the same to the other, leaving Angel with her arms stretched out and securely bound. Sapphire smiled at seeing Angel splayed and tied up; the pretty blonde was utterly defenceless, the embodiment of sexy vulnerability.
The crowd were going wild, though Angel was as yet unaware of her precarious position. Sapphire fetched a bottle of mineral water from ringside, and sloshed the clear liquid into Angel’s face. The smaller girl stirred and spluttered as she felt the icy splash. Groggily, she went to wipe her wet face, but then found to her horror that she couldn’t move her hands. Panicking, she looked up to see Sapphire looming over her. Angel’s eyes widened at the sight of her bound wrists, and she tugged desperately at her restraints, but to no avail. She whimpered unhappily and slumped helplessly in the corner. Her trip into unconsciousness had left her with a savage, throbbing headache, but that was the least of her worries right now. She was now stuck at the mercy of her cruel opponent.
Sapphire laughed at the other girl’s obvious discomfort. “Oh, this is going to be good!” she announced. “A lovely helpless girl, all mine to torture! Actually, I’ve missed this. The last few months I was obsessed with the championship belt, and I neglected more important matters. Like abject cruelty! Well, let’s put that right… with a nice bit of public humiliation!”
Angel had been ashen-faced throughout the little speech, and now she winced at the thought of what was to come. Sapphire took the water bottle and tipped the remaining contents over the bound girl’s head. Angel gritted her teeth as the icy fluid dribbled down her body, drops of it snaking into her pert cleavage. She squirmed in distress.
“Right, then,” grinned Sapphire, “to acknowledge my victory, I want you to… kiss my foot.”
She lifted her right leg, and dangled her toes in front of Angel’s face. The smaller girl wrinkled her nose, and regarded her opponent’s feet with distaste. They didn’t smell very nice at all; they were hot and sticky and covered in sweat. Senses reeling, Angel swallowed hard, then pressed her lips against the bare foot in front of her, utterly humiliated.
“Good. Now lick it clean.”
This was not an appealing prospect: Sapphire’s feet had been tightly sealed in her black boots, so they were now quite pungent. Angel was distraught, but realised she was powerless to resist. Her self-respect ebbing away, she nodded submissively, then pressed her tongue to the underside of Sapphire’s foot. She worked her tongue along the sole, mouth filled with the taste of her tormentor’s sweat, her nostrils assaulted by the unpleasant aroma. After this horrible stretch was finished she reached Sapphire’s toes, and was forced to begin the embarrassing task of sucking them. Wrapping her lips around the big toe, she used her tongue to massage it, feeling its soft and hard parts inside her mouth. Finally, having had every one of her toes sucked, Sapphire withdrew her foot. Angel sighed with relief, only to curse inwardly when her tormentor’s other foot was presented to her. With dismay, she realised she was going to have to begin the whole humiliating process again. Angel dutifully licked the sweat from the sole of the left foot, then once more used her tongue to clean in between her rival’s toes. It took her an awfully long time, but eventually her disgusting work was finished. Strands of saliva coated her chin, but of course she had no way of wiping it. Angel was utterly demoralised, feeling shame like never before.
Sapphire smiled with satisfaction. “Aren’t you a good little slave!” she beamed, patting her on the head. “I’d love to have you as a pet. Still, I’ll leave you alone now, as long as you do one more thing for me.”
“What’s that?” Angel groaned miserably.
“You can kiss my ass!” the larger girl cackled.
Sapphire turned around and bent forwards suggestively, waving her big backside just inches from Angel’s face. The bound girl whimpered. For the second time in as many matches, she found herself trapped in the corner, facing another girl’s butt in the ‘stink-face’ position. She hoped and prayed that she wouldn’t be smothered by that round mass of sweaty flesh. Sapphire’s slingshot bikini only just covered her ass, with the tiniest of G-strings running up between her butt cheeks. It meant, unfortunately for Angel, that the ass hovering in front of her was practically naked.
“Well, come on,” chided Sapphire, wiggling her hips, “are you going to stare at it all night? Either you kiss it, or you eat it. Last chance.”
Appalled, Angel swallowed her pride and leant forward. She puckered her lips and planted a kiss onto the soft, round buttock in front of her. Her nose rubbed against the pale, sweaty skin. Terrified of retribution, she made sure the kiss was a firm one, then cringingly withdrew her head. She couldn’t believe she’d had to kiss another girl’s ass. Was her humiliation finally over?
“Did you like that?” laughed Sapphire, turning back round. “Did you appreciate my beautiful rear? I bet you did. Maybe I should push it all the way into your face anyway, let you have the full experience!”
“Oh, no, please, don’t!” Angel begged, tugging fruitlessly at her tied wrists.
“Heh. Just messing with you, girl. I’ll save it for the next time we meet.”
With that, the victorious fighter gave a final wave to the fans, then climbed out of the ring. The losing girl was left strapped to the ropes, having been made to humiliate herself in front of the onlooking crowd. Their contest had been an energetic one, the tide of the match surging back and forth, but despite her spirited efforts, Angel had been worn down by her larger opponent. In the closing stages, Sapphire had won soundly, proudly asserting her domination. The busty babe had shown she wasn’t to be messed with, and that any girl crossing her path would be headed for an unpleasant end.
