Kensi's Profile Page Go back to Home Page Yuki's Profile Page
Cum On Then
By Wolfboy
Kensi gets her shot at a confident Yuki for the lightweight championship
Emma knew that at the end of this evening, she would finally learn the identity of the woman who had returned the Smythe title belt back to the organisation. Or at least, was returning the belt, having said that she would only hand the title back to Emma in the ring in return for an immediate title shot to rules which she would present at the time. It seemed to be a bit of a loaded offer in favour of the mystery challenger, but Lady Amelia had insisted it was a one shot chance to get the belt back into the control of The Smythe Organisation, and so she had agreed to it. As if that wasn’t going to be enough entertainment for the fans in attendance, the evening would start with the match between Yuki and Kensi for the Smythe lightweight championship. That would be followed by two tag team catfights as part of a newly formed tournament for The Smythe tag team cup. There was some thought that the winners may end up being crowned as inaugural Smythe tag team champions too, but Lady Amelia was hedging her bets on the appeal of tag team catfighting until the tournament was well underway. With a full card in place, Emma and I elected to watch the lightweight title match from ringside before going to the changing room to try and prepare for the unknowns to come.
First out to the ring, accompanied by the newly crowned Hong Kong champion Sara, was the challenger Kensi. The curvy blonde had that new focussed look about her as she headed to the ring with her blonde manager and second for the evening. We both knew that this was a very different Kensi to the one who had lost to Yuki before, quickly turned into a more hard-edged fighter by Sara’s influence. With rumours of something of a reconciliation with her mother Tasha after their very public falling out circulating, she looked a happier woman too. But could she cope with the sexual strategies of the current lightweight champion? That was a question that remained to be answered as she chatted in her corner with Sara, looking relaxed as she still wore an almost floor length black silk robe, belted tightly at her waist. It was a question that we wouldn’t have to wait long to learn the answer to as now Yuki made her way to the ring accompanied by her mother, Suki. The Japanese bombshell wore her almost trademark ring gear again for the match; a simple white string bikini with the rising sun emblem bursting across her butt, white knee pads and white wrestling boots with ‘YY’ picked out on each calf in red. A picture of confidence as she slipped into the ring, no wonder given her recent win over the former champion Miss V. A chat with Suki had told us that Miss V had indeed found her way back to Yuki’s dressing room to reclaim her missing stocking. That she’d parted company with Yuki with a lingering kiss and still not in possession of her stocking said everything about the effect Yuki had on the German woman. Suki had again mentioned Jemma in her chat with Emma, saying she was convinced she would fight and couldn’t wait until they could tag with their daughters against each other. With Jemma not having shown any interest in fighting to our knowledge, we’d kind of brushed that thought aside again at the time, thinking that there was really nothing in it. Events of the last few days though seemed to suggest that Suki had been on to something all along.
More important matters were at stake right now for Kensi and Yuki though as the announcer called events to order. ‘Ladies and Gentlemen, this is a no holds barred catfight for the Smythe Lightweight championship. It has a twenty minute time limit with one minute breaks between submissions. In the event of a draw after twenty minutes, the match will continue unbroken in a single sudden death period where the next submission wins’ he said, as the crowd stirred in appreciation of the fighters and the rules they would fight to. In her corner, Yuki was already eyeing Kensi hungrily, looking like she fancied she could handle the blonde in exactly the same way that she had twice before. Kensi returned her stare icily though, not seeming too concerned by Yuki at all. She was first to be introduced as the announcer picked up ‘our challenger this evening is the former Smythe lightweight champion Kensi Welsh. Kensi is 25 years old, 5 feet 2 inches tall and 131lbs. She measures 36DD-25-36 and has a record of 16 wins and 4 defeats. And her opponent and the current lightweight champion is Yuki Yammamoto’ he continued. ‘Yuki is 20 years old, 5 feet 4 inches tall and 125lbs, she measures 34C-23-35, and has a record of 18 wins and 2 losses.’
The time for talk was over, it was time to fight and Kensi still had her robe on as the bell sounded and she came out of her corner to circle with Yuki. ‘You take that off!’ Yuki demanded as Kensi smiled ‘Oh...I forgot’ and untied her robe to throw it from the ring. There was a gasp from the ringside crowd who got a very good look at just how confident this new version of Kensi was. She wore just a pair of plum and black lace booty shorts that clung tightly to her hips and ass, she was topless, with just a single plum and black garter on her left thigh. Yuki looked delighted; she hated busty fighters with a fury, and here was one offering her breasts as a totally uncovered target from the start of the match. ‘I’ll destroy your fat tits bitch!’ Yuki stated proudly now from across the ring as the two started to circle again. ‘Sure, why don’t you try and do just that’ Kensi shot back before the action got underway furiously with both hands in the other woman’s hair, trying to force them back to the ropes. They battled like that all along one side of the ring now, each in turn finding their backs turned to the ropes, before they finally arrived in the corner, Kensi’s back against the turnbuckles. That was a position Yuki liked, breaking her hair pull quickly to send a thrust up into the underside of Kensi’s DD breasts, making sure her nails struck home as she did so. Kensi groaned but she didn’t take the punishment lightly, quickly striking back to surprise Yuki with a thrust to the throat in return, forcing the Japanese woman to back up. Some more circling now from the two, Kensi challenging Yuki ‘come on slag!’ before they locked up again, Yuki going to the hair but Kensi going straight for a left right combination to the body in return. She as rewarded by just seeing Yuki’s legs buckle a little before the Japanese used her long blonde hair to pull her into a side headlock.
Kensi didn’t want to get caught in a wrestling fight with Yuki early on here, especially in the ring where the Japanese bombshell often showed great mastery of her surrounds. Kensi could do little though as Yuki backed her up to the ropes and sent her across the ring to rebound off the opposite ring ropes where Yuki met her with a well timed drop kick, both feet catching Kensi in the breasts. The blonde was down and Yuki wasted no time, keeping the tempo high as she got her up by the hair, lifted her as if to slam her, but then simply dumped Kensi chest first to the mat. Even in the early going, it seemed that Yuki was focussing in on Kensi’s breasts, knowing that the relatively short match format meant that any submission could be valuable. She stomped the blonde’s lower back hard now, and then tried to capture Kensi in a camel clutch, knowing that she could punish those big breasts some more if she trapped here. Kensi fought her off for now though, catching Yuki with a couple of elbows to stop her completing the move. It didn’t stop Yuki from bringing her back to her feet though in that side headlock again before immediately flipping Kensi over her hip back to the mat, not releasing the headlock as she did so. Now Yuki lay across Kensi, partly smothering her with her body, cranking the headlock hard, teasing her ‘you’ll be my little fuck buddy again soon blondie’ as she did so. Then she shrieked as Kensi used her hair to pull her into a side head scissors, effectively countering the Japanese bombshell. If there was one thing where Kensi held a clear edge over Yuki it was in the power her thick thighs possessed, and she demonstrated it here, quickly earning a moan of pain from the champion.
‘Only one getting fucked tonight is you bitch’ Kensi told her, adding ‘and I mean fucked up!’ as she put the squeeze on her again with her legs. Yuki moaned again in pain, not aided as Kensi delivered a hard punch to the ribs as well, but she started to work her body around slowly to get to her knees, still with her head trapped between Kensi’s legs. With those legs out straight, Kensi suddenly found Yuki kneeling on her feet, twisting each to the side, weakening the scissor hold until she was able to force her head out from between the blonde’s thighs. As soon as she got free, she was back on top, springing for and taking the headlock again, this time with a hand wrapped more firmly in Kensi’s hair as she looked to control the blonde. Kensi went back to Yuki’s jet black hair too, causing the champion to cry out in pain, but not finding her so easy to move this time, the Japanese fighter was able to hold her position. Yuki reached a hand back now, trying to start some crotch work on Kensi; a mistake from Yuki though as the blonde scissored her arm, securing it firmly between her legs before she could fall victim to any kind of crotch attack. ‘And I was going to play nicely, fuck toy!’ Yuki huffed, but now she was stretched out somewhat on top of Kensi, who took advantage, starting to send some right hands round into Yuki’s unprotected ribs, each one causing a groan of pain from the Japanese fighter. It wasn’t just that Kensi hit hard, but with Yuki stretched out as she was, it all added to the impact and quickly Yuki thought better of retaining the headlock and managed to get clear. Now Kensi taunted for a moment, staying down and teasing Yuki ‘I thought you liked lying on top of me’ before she got to her feet and the two circled some more, already three minutes into the twenty minute original time limit.
That time limit forced the two together again quickly, both wanting to secure the edge in the fight. Again, Kensi dodged Yuki’s attempt to force her into a mutual hair pull, this time burying a knee into her stomach as Yuki found, then lost, her grip of Kensi’s blonde hair. Kensi sent Yuki into the ropes roughly, closing the distance down quickly to flatten her with a clothesline. Then she took something of a leaf out of Yuki’s book, dragging her towards the ropes and then draping her throat over the middle rope. Kneeling on Yuki’s shoulders as she held onto the top rope, Kensi was making sure the Japanese fighter was getting as much of the choke as was possible, before she got off her to rake her nails down Yuki’s back. The Japanese fighter shrieked, reminded harshly that it was a catfight first and foremost by Kensi’s nails, before the blonde yanked on the ropes to send Yuki bowling back to centre ring. ‘I’ve learned your tricks bitch!’ Kensi warned her, before she looked for a big full body splash, wanting to crush the air from the body of the champion. Instead though, she found a set of raised knees, crashed down on to them, and rolled off to the mat, gasping for breath. ‘Not yet you haven’t’ Yuki mocked her now, before crashing her right heel down on to Kensi’s right breast, drawing a scream of pain from the blonde. So far it had been all fighting from Yuki, but now she spotted an opportunity as Kensi clutched her breast in pain, face down on the mat. She dropped in to apply a figure four, crossing Kensi’s legs before sliding a hand into the blonde’s booty shorts, her fingers searching for, and finding, the desired target as she started to finger fuck her blonde rival.
Kensi of course moaned in surprise and pleasure to find Yuki’s fingers inside her, working her so expertly, and now she faced the test of her new found confidence in the ring. Where last time against Yuki she had been repulsed by her tactics, now she seemed more at home as she moaned loudly, but presented her lips to Yuki, tempting the Japanese fighter to try and lip lock her. It was a successful distraction too, Yuki taking the bait and kissing Kensi enthusiastically, surprised to find it returned with interest by the blonde who took a double handful of her hair. It was enough to force the break in the action at least for Kensi as Yuki tried to get away from her hands, pulling harshly at her silky jet black hair. More circling now, a look of new found respect perhaps on Yuki’s face as she remarked ‘I can see you have learned something blondie…..you’ll still be my fuck toy though in the end!’
‘We’ll see’ Kensi replied evenly enough as she teed off with a thunderous stinging slap to the face that rocked Yuki. It didn’t stop her from firing back in kind though, the flat of her hand stinging Kensi’s face as well before both went for the hair. They tussled furiously now, exchanging kicks to the legs, knees to the body, Yuki even trying to stamp on Kensi’s bare feet making the blonde second guess her decision to not wear wrestling boots today. But then the blonde struck a seemingly telling blow as she got in a straight knee lift to the pussy, dropping Yuki to her knees in front of her. A position to take advantage of quickly for Kensi, clamping down with a double handed choke on Yuki for the moment before a cruel kick to the stomach sent the champion reeling to the mats. She clutched herself, gasping for air as Kensi dropped in heavily on top of her, spreading the Japanese girl’s legs with a powerful grapevine. A potential submission attempt could be coming if Kensi went for her own version of Sara’s super smother, but the blonde surprised Yuki, and most in attendance as she slipped her hand inside her bikini and started to finger fuck her instead.
‘Ooooohhhhh, Kensi!!’ Yuki moaned in surprise and perhaps more new found admiration of the blonde who tormented her sensually for now, not even missing a beat when Yuki started to suck on her nipples as they hung invitingly close to her mouth. Kensi had both of the champion’s hands grouped together, pinned to the mat above her head with her left hand, while her right hand continued to work some magic inside the jet haired Japanese woman. ‘Ooohhh!’ Yuki moaned again, the realisation suddenly dawning on her that Kensi was no longer the innocent pushover she had been for her in their previous meetings. She was in trouble at the hands of a confident fighter now; one who was content to ease her towards an orgasm from this position. Yuki continued to suck the blonde’s nipples, seemingly lost in the throes of passion as she moaned and writhed beneath the control of her challenger. Yuki was a shrewd fighter though, one not as lost to the fight as she may have seemed to be, and as Kensi continued to finger fuck her, she bit down hard on Kensi’s stiff right nipple suddenly causing the blonde to shriek loudly in pain. It took three hard right hands to the ribs from the blonde to force the champion to relinquish her molar maul on her so that she could suck in some breath. That allowed Kensi to roll away, rubbing her breast, while Yuki was quick to her feet, despite needing to suck in the oxygen after Kensi’s hard body punches. The Japanese fighter appeared a little more reticent to rejoin the battle now, evidently realising Kensi presented her a more complex puzzle than she had first realised.
At least it looked that way as Kensi pursued her around the ring for the moment, landing an occasional slap to the body as she tried to corner the Japanese fighter. It was not to be though for Kensi, and as Yuki seemed to be backed into a corner, she struck hard with a chop to the throat quickly followed by a slashing nail rake across the breasts. If that slowed Kensi up, the straight kick to the crotch that followed sent her crumpling to the mats, and put Yuki seemingly well in control of the match. Yuki was intent on pressing home the advantage now, quickening the pace in the style of her mother, forcing Kensi up, straight into a body slam delivered with a smooth authority. Kensi groaned but got no respite as Yuki was straight back in her hair; forced upright again, Kensi was waist locked straight into a pussy pounding atomic drop. A shove to the chest bowled Kensi down, straight away receiving an elbow drop across to breasts from Yuki who then grabbed those tenderised breasts harshly to force Kensi back up. That grip allowed her to easily move Kensi into one of the corners where Yuki grabbed the middle rope to slam her shoulder hard into Kensi’s belly. The blonde groaned, but hit Yuki across the shoulders with a forearm, showing she was still looking to fight back. The champion shrieked too as from that position, she felt Kensi dig her nails into her back, but a quick shrug of the shoulders from Yuki forced Kensi back upright in the corner. Kensi moaned as Yuki played her fingers around the waistband of her booty shorts as she told her ‘bad girl Kensi! Scratching me; you need tying up!’ and immediately she took off her own bikini top.
Grabbing Kensi’s left wrist, Yuki wanted to tie the bikini top firmly to it, and then use that to fasten at least one of the blonde’s arms to the top ring rope. Kensi was a little slow to react at first, trying to catch her breath in the corner, and quickly Yuki had the white garment fastened firmly to Kensi’s wrist. A degree of control perhaps for the champion it seemed, at least for the briefest moment until Kensi realised just what Yuki was up to and she started to fight back, sending two hard right hands into the body that forced Yuki back. Only momentarily though as Yuki went for an eye rake, and then, with Kensi disoriented from that, she delivered her to the opposite corner with an Irish Whip. Yuki followed in, the confident approach of a woman in control as she grabbed the hair, getting Kensi just a little way out of the corner before she lifted her. Another authoritative body slam followed, planting Kensi hard to the canvas just out of the corner, and Yuki looked to take advantage by applying the reverse breast smother move she had used to great effect on Miss V. She hooked those white boots over the bottom rope adding leverage to the move, but she was thwarted in her intent as Kensi had her head turned to the side on instinct. Kensi couldn’t escape the prying fingers of the champion though, Yuki quickly tracing a path down Kensi’s body before they were inside her booty shorts. A sensual whimper from Kensi suggested that Yuki’s fingers had very much found the mark now as well, and it was likely to be the acid test of the young blonde. Despite all of Sara’s work in giving her back her ring confidence, could she withstand the infamously effective amorous advances of Yuki Yammamoto?
‘Mmnngggghhhh…….OHHHHHH!’ Kensi moaned and groaned, instantly finding that Yuki was getting to her, but she tried to counter as Yuki had, capturing one of the Japanese woman’s nipples in her mouth, sucking lightly to get it stiff in her mouth before she started to nibble at it. Yuki groaned also now, sinking the fingers of her left hand into Kensi’s left breast harshly, while her thumb flicked across the nipple, quickly stiffening that to her touch. Then she cruelly applied a nipple twist, still able to get her nails into the breast as well to some degree as Kensi cried out ‘Aaaaaggghhh! You bitch!’ The cry of pain was quickly followed by one more of pleasure as Yuki continued to slowly finger fuck the blonde who groaned airily in time with Yuki’s fingers. The status quo continued, Kensi alternately sucking and biting one of Yuki’s nipples while the Japanese bombshell seemingly held the better position, her body across Kensi’s face from the failed breast smother while her fingers wreaked havoc on the blonde’s senses. ‘MMMNNNN!’ Kensi cried out as the Japanese increased the tempo of her finger fucking, knowing she was driving her blonde challenger towards an orgasm. It seemed inevitable, Kensi screeching ‘AIIIEEEEEE!’ as Yuki started to work her clit as well now, feeling expert fingers working her, but it was the Japanese who found herself surprised. Kensi did indeed scream out her orgasm just after that, and Yuki smiled, thinking that she would just need to clamp on the crotch claw to open the scoring. She gasped in pain before she had chance to do that though, Kensi biting down on her nipple and slamming two punches in to Yuki’s upper body from beneath her, and the surprise attack got her free.
The mid point of the twenty minute time limit came and went with the two fighters exchanging slaps, punches and an occasional kick from range as they re-evaluated the situation. Yuki was surprised that her forced orgasm hadn’t taken the blonde out of the fight as it had done previously. Her strategy seemed to shift to target Kensi’s breasts whenever the chance arose, landing slaps and punches to a very generous target area on the busty blonde. Kensi kept her work more to the body of the Japanese champion, knowing her to be a high energy fighter and looking to sap her stamina that way. It was a moment of high energy impatience that Kensi capitalised on now, as Yuki looked to rush the impressively measured blonde, and found herself rushing straight on to a straight kick to the belly. Yuki doubled forward slightly and Kensi pounced, using hair as part of a half nelson grip to hold the Japanese in place for two hard knee lifts to the breasts. Yuki was held up still by Kensi who lifted her as if to slam her, but then walked her to the ropes to drop her stomach first, on the middle rope. Half in and half out of the ring, Yuki was in a precarious position as Kensi spanked her ass as she went out on to the ring apron. Now she held Yuki in pace by the hair and delivered two rapid fire kicks to the breasts, releasing her hair to allow the champion to fall back in the ring as the second struck home.
‘Mmmnggghh!’ Yuki moaned on the mats, trying to catch her breath as Kensi slipped back through the ropes, perhaps about to open the scoring I wondered as she delivered a heavy leg drop with her thick thigh across the chest of the ailing champion. Now the blonde floated into position on top of Yuki, quickly trapping her head between those thick thighs in a reverse ‘69’ head scissors, and she immediately delivered a short headbutt to the crotch to weaken the Japanese girl’s resolve. ‘Aiiieee!’ Yuki cried out as Kensi tensed her powerful thighs, then she cried out again in surprise as the blonde got her fingers inside her white bikini, and once again started to finger fuck her. This was a totally different Kensi that the one Yuki had faced before and as the blonde crushed Yuki’s head between her thighs, that plum and black garter rubbing close to the eyes of the champion, it looked like Yuki was lost to the moment. ‘Ooooohhhhh!’ she moaned enthusiastically now as she felt the blonde’s fingers working on her; she was trapped and quickly getting worked towards an orgasm of her own at Kensi’s hands. Again the blonde tensed her thighs, not losing sight of the need to force a submission, but all the time she continued to finger fuck the now shrieking jet haired champion who cried out loudly ‘OOHHH…...FUCK…..AIIIEEEE!’ as she reached her own in ring climax. Now she too showed that she knew how to fight back from such a position as well, getting her fingers inside Kensi’s booty shorts to claw the blonde’s ass. That drew a loud shout of protest from Kensi as she felt Yuki's fingers threatening to violate her, and she was forced to look for the break with a headbutt to the pit of the stomach.
Kensi got away from Yuki, sitting just to the side of her on the mat for a moment before she grabbed a handful of jet black hair to force the champion to start getting to her knees. As both were on their knees in front of each other, Yuki retaliated with a handful of hair and a slap to the breasts, and the fight was back on with the two women firing shots back and forth into each other’s breasts. Yuki ended that brief exchange as she grabbed Kensi’s left breast, thumb pressing into the nipple while her other fingers sunk into the underside of the breast, and Kensi threw her head back, rocking in sudden pain. ‘You submit bitch!’ Yuki said; not a question, more a demand, but instead Kensi retaliated with an identical grip of her own on the Japanese fighter’s left breast, her hand more or less enveloping the smaller C cup breast. ‘No!’ You submit bitch!’ the blonde retorted as the two knelt on the mats, ripping at hear and mauling breasts, crying out in pain from time to time, but neither prepared to give an inch as the fight continued. That mutual breast maul and hair pull saw the fight slip towards the fifteen minute mark, still plenty of time left to force a submission but no immediate sign of one coming. It was Yuki who looked to push the match forward now, breaking the hair pull and bringing an end to Kensi’s attacks with a rake of the eyes.
As the blonde pawed at her eyes, looking to get her vision clear, Yuki took advantage to punch her low in the belly and now the champion set her eyes on the submission she knew would probably settle the match now. Forcing Kensi to her feet, she quickly ran her to the ropes, and fired her to the opposite side before meeting Kensi at a run to send her to the mat hard with a clothesline. Kensi was down and on the receiving end of a stomp to the breasts before Yuki used a handful of hair to get to her knees. Now she used an old favourite move of her mother’s, the flying head scissors on a kneeling opponent to send her to the mat face first. Kensi was groggy but there was no time for recovery as Yuki instantly went back to the hair, this time backing Kensi up to the ring ropes as she got her to her feet. The Japanese bombshell pressed her body into her blonde challenger against the ropes, one hand cruelly closing around Kensi’s tenderised left breast again to maul her. Kensi cried out in pain, then grabbed for Yuki’s hair, forcing her to groan before a harsh knee lift to the body seemed to drive some of the fight from Kensi’s body. She fell forward into a desperate clinch with Yuki, almost a lovers embrace with her arms around the champion’s neck, but Yuki only had more punishment on her mind, sending another knee up into the pussy this time. Kensi looked to be in big trouble just at the wrong time of the fight with the clock ticking down. ‘Come on Kensi!’ Sara encouraged from the corner, anxious for the first time at how things looked for her fighter. Suki had no such concerns though as she told her daughter ‘good Yuki, make the whore suffer!’, evidently happy with how the action was progressing.
There was an urgency about Yuki’s style now; no impetuous rush, but a clear desire to hurt Kensi, whether she could finish her off before or after the twenty minute mark was of little concern to the Japanese bombshell. She’d kept Kensi upright after that knee to the pussy, and now, leaning her back against the ropes, she unloaded with a right hand to the ribs. As Kensi’s hands dropped to defend that, Yuki’s nails slashed across her breasts, drawing a loud shriek of pain. Yuki smiled, grabbed the back of Kensi’s head, planted a foot in her belly and fell back to send her to the mat hard, in the centre of the ring, with a monkey flip. No sooner had the blonde landed than Yuki was up, launching herself on to her with a flying full body splash, crushing that bit more fight out of the blonde now. Yuki increasingly had the bearing of a young woman in total control of the match as she slapped Kensi’s face now, before forcing her upright and backing her up into the corner where Suki was sat. Another slash of the nails across the breasts, almost a whimper of pain from Kensi as the sharp nails seared her skin. The instruction was clear from Suki now too, ‘finish the bitch Yuki!’
The Japanese bombshell nodded, thinking to herself she would finish Kensi in the blondes own corner for added effect, sending her across the ring with an authoritative Irish Whip. Kensi hit the turnbuckles hard in her corner, followed quickly by Yuki’s shoulder ramming into her stomach, lifting the blonde’s butt on to the middle turnbuckle. Slowly but surely, Yuki was setting her up for one of her favourite positions, legs out over the middle ropes, forced to try and perch her butt on the buckle, as she continued to ensnare Kensi in her trap. A big European style uppercut rocked Kensi back upright for the moment, allowing Yuki to quickly force her booty shorts down past her knees before another shoulder to the stomach put Kensi deeper onto the turnbuckle. Yuki slapped her face hard, seeming to encounter little resistance before she lifted Kensi’s left leg out over the middle rope. A grope of the blonde’s crotch sent a little shudder through her body; Yuki smiled to herself as she realised there was just a minute left on the clock. She may need to work a little overtime she thought as she picked up Kensi’s thick right leg, sending that through the ropes as well. Almost set, she finally got to utilise her bikini top tied to the blonde’s left wrist to loosely bind her to the top rope as well. Kensi was trapped and Yuki had decided to skip the pleasure stage of her usual style, feeling that Kensi was already turned on enough following her earlier orgasm. She backed up a few steps, planning to deliver a knee to the pussy of her trapped and spread foe. But now, Kensi rasped weakly ‘please….kiss me first Yuki….I want you…’from her position in the corner. Yuki was distracted , taken aback as she heard the request from her opponent. ‘No Yuki!’ Suki called from across the ring, but it was lost in the noise of the crowd and Yuki moved back in towards Kensi. ‘You...want me?’ she asked, as Kensi weakly replied ‘yes...please kiss me…’
Suki had certainly seen the ruse that Kensi was playing before, and she was proved right as Yuki leaned in to kiss Kensi, who in turn headbutted the champion in the face, knocking her back to the mat. Now it was a simple race against time for Kensi who needed to untie her own arm from the rope and get off the middle turnbuckle before Yuki could collect her scrambled senses back together. She managed it, just in time to raise her legs and repel an onrushing Yuki, now seething to have been tricked, with a double kick to the body that bowled Yuki back down on the mat. Time expired as Kensi grabbed both of Yuki’s ankles, spreading her legs so that she could deliver a knee drop to the crotch to punish the champion. Time may have run out, but with the fight level, the rules called for no break in the action, and Kensi knew it, pressing on to try and wring a submission out of Yuki as she flipped her over into a boston crab. The Japanese fighter cried out in pain as Kensi started to fold her painfully with the hold, but she was tough and flexible, withstanding the move even as she cried out in pain. No problem for Kensi who knew that tough and flexible or not, it was a punishing predicament for Yuki, one she added to by walking her around the ring so that her bare breasts were dragged painfully on the canvas now. Yuki wasn’t going to submit to it though, so after a moment’s thought, Kensi switched to the single leg boston crab and chopped her hard in the crotch before dropping her leg as Yuki howled in pain.
Naked other than the garter still somewhat incongruously around her thigh, Kensi stood over the Japanese now as she lay face down on the mat, untying both sides of her rising sun bikini so that it just rested loosely on her body. Kensi used her foot to roll Yuki to her back now, the bikini slipping to expose the thin landing strip of dark hair between her legs that was in contrast to the blonde’s neatly waxed pussy. Now Kensi dropped heavily onto Yuki, spreading her quickly with a grapevine that utilised all of the power in her thick thighs. ‘Aaaaggggh!’ Yuki moaned loudly, feeling almost like she was getting split in half by the hold while Kensi fought for control of her arms, slowly but surely gaining that and forcing them to the mat above the champion’s head. It was almost like watching a smaller version of Sara in action as she got her breasts positioned perfectly just above Yuki’s face. A momentary pause now, Kensi looking Yuki in the eyes, knowing that getting smothered by a busty opponent was the worst kind of affront to the Japanese fighter. Then she released her hands, wrapped her arms tightly around the back of her head and lowered her breasts in to place for her version of the super smother. Immediately, Yuki’s feet pushed at the canvas, looking for any kind of purchase there, but Kensi held her firmly in control with the grapevine. Finding her hands free, she grabbed for Kensi’s hair, ripping and pulling at the blonde locks as Kensi gritted her teeth and told her ‘do it harder, it turns me on!’
There was no way out it seemed as Yuki whimpered ‘I can’t breathe’ now, trapped as she was in the vacuum caused by a pair of DD cup breasts in her face.
‘Well, give up then unless you want a nap’ Kensi casually remarked in reply. The message clear that she wasn’t moving until at least one of those things happened.
‘No….I….I can’t’ Yuki whimpered now, her breathing getting shallower in the smother as she said it. She was fading it was clear for all to see at the hands of the blonde she had tormented so much in their previous encounters. Today it was Kensi, reminding Yuki ‘submit bitch!’, who had played the game so well, turning the tables just as she’d appeared to be in the most trouble by cleverly taking advantage of Yuki’s sexual style of fighting. ‘Aiiieee’ Yuki whined quietly now, knowing the fight was over but not wanting to admit her defeat until suddenly her lungs were empty of oxygen, and she had no choice, frantically tapping at the mat and Kensi’s body to admit her defeat. Kensi immediately eased the pressure, just a little to allow Yuki a gulp of air. ‘Did you just submit Yuki? To a worthless western whore?’ Kensi taunted, dropping her breasts back into Yuki’s face for a moment longer before she got off her beaten opponent. Yuki lay on the mat, hands covering her face to hide the disappointment of defeat while Kensi quickly embraced Sara. As Emma and I made our way back to the changing room to prepare for the title match with the still unknown challenger, we heard the announcer proclaim Kensi the new lightweight champion. I just hoped he wouldn’t be making a similar announcement at the end of Emma’s match in a few hours time!