[Karan]

Esha seemed anxious to begin their fight, but Kareena moved more slowly, as she wanted to savor the beginning moments of their physical contest. They came together, their naked bellies gliding up against each other in a soft stroking motion as their arms encircled the waists of their respective adversaries. Their limbs ended up entwined together as the bearhugs closed behind their backs; Kareena's right arm was pressed underneath Esha's left and vice versa. Their eyes locking together again, all the taunting gone from them, Kareena and Esha drew in long huffs of breath and proceeded to tighten their arms around one another's midriffs.
The inertia of the double compressions pulled their bodies closer together, their stomachs brushing together harder, then grinding, then pressing together tightly as the muscles in their arms bulged in increasing levels of tension, straining in their exertions to squeeze the breath from the other. The mutual rivals gasped audibly from the sensation of oxygen being pushed from their lungs, but neither allowed this to show too much to the other; Kareena's lips and Esha's teeth clenched tightly shut to prevent the sound from escaping too loud, their eyes still boring into the other's and showing no hint of the feelings of animosity between them. Kareena and Esha's faces hardened as their arms squeezed tighter as time went on, both Kareena and Esha beginning to feel frustrated by the other's refusal to allow their discomfort to show on their faces, and both wanting to be the first to force a sign from the other.
Their thighs began to brush together as the double bearhug persisted, their arms constricting more tightly, their bare skin forced harder together as more air was forced from them. The sun high above them proved to add to their physical strain, as the summer heat warmed their flesh to uncomfortable degrees, the heat collected in their bodies compounded upon by the energy they were now pouring into their mutual deathgrips. Still, neither woman was willing to concede the first cry of pain to the other even though louder moans were issuing forth between their lips and teeth. Their faces now within kissing distance, their locked gaze intensified as they poured as much viciousness as they were channeling through their arms. In a matter of seconds they were fighting to hold back the cries as the dual hold grew to almost unbearable levels.
Esha imagined she felt something then; instinctively she turned her gaze downward... and noticed Kareena's hardened nipples pressing their way into her own breasts. Kareena likewise noticed Esha's downward gaze, and as she fought to suppress yet another cry she pushed her chest into Esha's, feeling the yielding flesh giving way to her aureole as she strained to put more energy into her embrace. Looking up again, Esha glared daggers into Kareena's eyes, wanting to re-establish the wordless stalemate between them, but it was too late. Kareena had already decided to take advantage of Esha's one single moment of weakness. Her nipples pressed harder into Esha's breasts as the bearhug grew progressively tighter, forcing Esha to grit her teeth until they ground together, desperate to stifle the screech that was building in her throat, until, finally, it was wrenched out of her quite against her will by the fierce compressions her body was receiving.
Her face breaking out into an open-mouthed smile and low, sardonic laugh at the sound of that, Kareena planted her feet firmly into the grass underneath her and lifted Esha off her footing even as Esha's legs continued their reflexive brushing against Kareena's thighs. The effort had actually wrenched a cry of pain from Kareena's lungs as if had taken much energy from her to lift Esha's squirming body off the ground, but she kept the bearhug locked around her. Esha was in enough pain from this position that she threw her head back and gritted her teeth again to prevent ANOTHER cry from escaping her, and Kareena loved the feeling of supremacy, but leaning backward would prove detrimental to her advantage, as Esha's arms were still wrapped around HER waist, and Esha's chest was now pressed firmly into her own chest.
Quick bitch, Esha thought to herself. First dropping her top... Esha never thought she'd see Kareena do that! And then the power bear hug... Those arms, but god she could squeeze. Kareena had surprised Esha twice, playing to what Esha had assumed were Kareena's weaknesses. Never again.
"Mmmmfff...awwwwk," Esha broke the pained silence, returning to Kareena again as Kareena squeezed her, lifting Esha's strong frame a few centimeters off the grass before lowering her again. Throwing her head back, Esha strove not to scream out, biting her lower lip instead. Shocked by Kareena's upper body strength, Esha tried to counter, squeezing Kareena back, but Kareena only smiled, keeping the pressure up.
"MMMMmmbbbbbahhhh!!!!" Esha squawked again, closing her eyes in pain, as Kareena drove her spear tip nipples into the soft underside of Esha's liquid assets. Esha's generous bosom was so much of a target to Kareena's driving teats. Getting the lower position in the mutual bearhug had been the key, giving Kareena a better shot at Esha's ribs, not to mention her...
"Aoooooohhhh..." Esha suddenly grunted
Encouraged by the grunt forced from her lungs, and wanting to hear more, Kareena tightened the bearhug around Esha's waist.
"Tits," Esha grunted again, finishing her earlier thought.
"What's a matter sweetheart... those big old milkbags huuuurt a little?" asked Kareena as she again maneuvered her stiff teats into Esha, soft white flesh of Esha's massive rack.
Her mind already beginning to fog from the lack of oxygen and the miserable bearhug, Esha tried to counter Kareena's unexpected strength and powerful breast attack, not to mention the warm feel of her thighs and belly rubbing against her. Esha squeezed once more, and earned nothing more than a grunt followed closely by a giggle.
"That all you got, Esha?" asked Kareena. Esha's head drooped forward as darkness began to settle. Esha began to falter in Kareena's arms, slowly turning ragdoll limp even as Kareena squeezed her again, driving her weapons deep into Esha's targets. Esha's arms slipped from their grip around Kareena's back as her strength bled away under the blazing sun and Kareena's constant pressure. Esha began to slip down in Kareena's grip; the sweat between the two scorching starlets made it almost impossible for Kareena to keep her grip.
Biting her own lip in absolute desperation, Esha squelched another scream as the seemingly indefatigable Kareena laid into her again... but then an idea began to form. Opening her eyes to look into Kareena's face only centimeters away, she leaned forward and bit Kareena's lip instead. Kareena's arms sprang open, releasing Esha head from her prison as Esha bit down on her lip. It was not the gentle lover's bite; Esha gnawed away at the lower lip before Kareena was able to push her away. Kareena staggered away, turning her back on Esha as she stumbled a few feet and dropped to her knees. Kareena spat, expecting to see blood mixed into her saliva, but only her drool cascaded onto the green grass. Esha dropped where she stood, landing on all fours, gratefully sucking in wheezing breaths. An aching fire was still smoldering in her ribs with each and every breath she drew. The gentle breeze felt like an arctic gale as the heat and sweat generated by the two hellcats was carried away. Full of spite, Kareena turned, ready to deal destruction on the cheating bitch that bit her, but was surprised to find Esha was already rushing toward her. The two women crashed together with reckless abandon, but Esha's power, momentum and weight made Kareena into a tackling dummy. Taking Kareena down onto the slippery greenery, Esha made sure she landed on top of Kareena, crushing her into the less than soft ground with all her might.
"Ooooooooooofffff!" Kareena lay motionless under Esha, coughing and groaning, regaining her senses after being speared. Esha too was basically still, gathering herself from the near death experience in Kareena's vicious bear hug. After a few seconds, though, Kareena grunted and pushed Esha off of her, trying to roll to her side, away from Esha, but Esha had different ideas. As Kareena rolled to one side, she looked down at the grass and saw a pale python snaking under her arms and around her ribs. Looking up, a twin python laid itself over her ribs. And then came the squeeze. From behind, Esha clenched her soft thighs into steel bands around Kareena's upper ribs in a crushing body scissors.
"Uhhhhhh! Uhhhhh! Uhhhhnnnn..." Kareena squealed with each pulse of power in Esha's thick legs. Kareena quickly ran her nails up Esha's calves. As the scarlet streaks reached her knees, Esha turned loose another squeezing session, and Kareena's hands fall to her sides, useless.
Reaching under Kareena's arms, Esha moved to her favorite method of punishment. Grabbing the proud teats that had, only moments before, been boring into her soft breasts, Esha brought Kareena back to life with a old fashioned, catfighters nipple mauling. Twisting the hard areola, Esha really began to work Kareena's prizes, screwing and unscrewing the hard ovals, but the dirty nipple twisting nearly backfired on Esha. Kicking and screaming at the top of her lungs, Kareena's thrashing nearly caused Esha to lose control. Shocked by the beast she has released, Esha released her opponent's breasts, leaning back to crush her thighs together around Kareena's ribs. The scissors didn't quiet the ballistic Kareena for a second as she flailed and scratched at Esha's legs. Esha was forced to resort to a more underhanded way of regaining control.
Her thighs now screaming in anoxic pain, Esha relaxed for a second, letting Kareena wilt between her flaming thighs. Reaching down between her legs, she grabbed the back of Kareena's briefs and hauled upward.
"Wedgie time, Kareena!" Esha yelled, but it was unnecessary for her to announce it that loudly.
Kareena was well aware of the new pressure on her privates, and reached down to try and halt the advance of her briefs between her thighs. Seeing Kareena's bare buns exposed, Esha only pulled harder, hearing louder and louder screams of torment.
Releasing the bikini with snap of the waistband, Esha leaned forward and whispered in Kareena's ear, "Had enough?"
As if offering her response, Kareena snapped her head back in agony as again she clenched her jaws shut to prevent the scream from escaping her again. The back of her head slammed into her tormentor's nose, dazing Esha enough so that the tight leglock cinched around Kareena's waist loosened some, the opened space between Esha's thighs to allow Esha's hands to grip Kareena's bikini bottom allowing more space so that the trapped woman began to squirm and twist her body to the side in an effort to escape Esha's clutches.
When she regained her necessary senses and noticed that Kareena was in the process of fighting to escape, Esha released the material hugging Kareena's hips and womanhood, shifting her legs around the caught midriff and stretching those limbs outward, the inertia of the movement forcing her thighs together. Kareena was at an awkward angle when Esha's thighs began their compressions again, the inner muscles underneath the smooth flesh hardening and bulging as Esha's limbs stretched outward and flexed, a natural reaction to their stretching. Her legs compressed against Kareena's waist just outside the edge of her ribcage where Esha's right thigh was pushing into her skin.
Kareena threw her head back again at the pain it caused her, but this time Esha seized hold of a handful of her Kareena tresses, pulling her head back farther as her butt slid on the cool grass and she pulled herself to a sitting position where she could sit directly behind her foe and use her tight scissors to her best advantage. Keeping her hold on Kareena's hair, Esha pulled Kareena into a sitting position in front of her, then released her hair and leaned back on her hands as the wind blew strands into her face, briefly hindering her vision. But this hardly mattered as the crushing legs locked tight around Kareena's midsection stretched out a second time, thigh muscles bulging as they constricted around her waist. She could feel Kareena's body tensing and thrumming between legs that sought to crush her like ravenous anacondas, and imagined she was stubbornly holding out on verbalizing her pain.
Smiling a little at this, she pulsed her leg muscles while leaning over to snap a demand directly into Kareena's ear, "Cry out, bitch."
At the demand, Kareena immediately shook her head back and forth just enough to let Esha know she refused to give her the satisfaction, her hair swinging back and forth with her movements. With an expression crossing her face that seemed to reveal she had somewhat expected such a reaction from Kareena, Esha leaned back farther on her hands and her legs stretched as far outward as they could, her thigh muscles working overtime to squeeze each and every breath from Kareena's lungs. A short huff of air was pushed from Kareena as her hands slapped against Esha's outer thighs, fingers curling inward as if she was readying herself to start scratching at her flesh again. Esha stretched her legs yet again, this time with a little more enthusiasm as she seemed determined to force that cry of pain from behind Kareena's lips.
As the crushing scissors persisted, the exertion that Esha was channeling through it eventually began to take its toll on her as much as it was her trapped adversary. This was because Esha really wanted Kareena to let her know how much she was suffering between Esha's strong thighs, and anything from the tiniest squeak to the loudest how would have been music to her ears. But Kareena wasn't making a sound, much to Esha's chagrin, and Esha used all the power in her legs toward the end of hearing her opponent give voice to her pain. Kareena still refused, and soon both women were steadfastly clamping their lips shut to keep any sounds whatsoever from escaping. The dueling hellcats held out for as long as they could until their faces turned red from the physical strain of choking back the sounds of discomfort, until finally they could hold back no more, and almost in unison they let loose with long gusts of breath being expelled from their lungs.
Kareena punctuated hers with a winded, "Ooooohhhhhhh!" as she felt the crushing limbs of Esha stiffen and reflexively crush her soft waist as their bodies released the physical strain. As this happened Esha discovered that her legs were starting to tremble from the great strain that resulted from maintaining the scissors lock. On the heels of their mutual release of oxygen came a series of primal groans from both women, counter pointed by verbal expressions of their burning dislike for each other.
"Uuuuuunggggghhhhh... bitch... uhhhhhh!... let... go of me..."
"Uuuuuunnnnnnhhhhhh... no way.... Squeeze you down... uuuuuuuuuhhhhhh... skank..."
"Aaaaaaaaaaggggghhhhhhh... fucking... unnngggggggg... bitch... !"
As Kareena spat back her defiance on her foe, she twisted her hands into claws and raked them against the smooth thighs of Esha. In the split second before this, Esha's legs trembled with increasing violence as they strained to squeeze hell out of Kareena; at the feel of those fingernails tearing into her thighs she let loose with a loud scream of her own as the powerful limbs that had been torturing her adversary sprang reflexively apart, only to tighten again as Esha was still determined as ever make her foe cry out in agony, now as revenge for the scream that Kareena had just now forced from her. Now she wanted Kareena to scream louder than she herself had.
Meanwhile, Kareena's nails were leaving fresh red scratches in her skin as they mounted another counterassault, digging into her flesh over and over again. But the scissors continued, inexorably squeezing her midriff into a more and more compact space. In a few more moments she imagined her waist would be split in two if Esha continued squeezing her body with those relentless legs, so she decided to return the favor for the breast mauling Esha had administered to her, reaching behind her to seek out the sensitive space between Esha's crushing thighs. Upon finding it, she dug her nails in as far as they would go. The resulting scream from Esha was even more piercing than the last one had been, despite that she wanted the next scream to come from Kareena, and this time the scissors sprang open and didn't close around Kareena's waist instantly afterward. Upon learning she had been freed, Kareena opted to get some payback for the torturous hold she was subjected to at the squeezing legs of her adversary.
Lifting up and arching her back upward, Kareena slammed her ass directly into the inflamed womanhood of her opponent, reveling in the guttural grunts that she forced from Esha as she repeated the movement, over and over and over again, enough times until she was satisfied that she had caused enough hurt to her rival. Then, when she was sure there could be no retaliation from Esha at the moment, she collapsed into Esha's prone body as Esha gasped and sucked in breath, her backside slamming into her again, causing one more grunt from the woman lying on the ground underneath her. Foe what seemed like hours Kareena lay there on top of Esha, as if the two were lovers who had just completed a session of lovemaking while in an odd position to do so.
Then, tiredly, Kareena flipped her body over and slid upward along Esha's chest, until her breasts were about at level with Esha's face. Glaring into Esha's eyes, Kareena snaked her arms around her opponent's neck, trapping her in a half nelson that buried her face in between the perky breasts of Kareena. Arms tightened and constricted around the throat of Esha as Kareena's red-streaked breasts smothered her nose and mouth, cutting off her breathing. Panic struck Esha at the thought of being smothered into unconsciousness by Kareena; in a desperate move she slammed her legs around the waist of her hated rival. But her legs had not completely worked out the strain of trying to squeeze her earlier, and this time the scissors lacked the strength to force a cry of pain from Kareena. But she kept the leglock around Kareena's waist just the same, hoping it would prove enough of a distraction.
The panic was immediate as her first breath was cutoff. Drawing in a deep breath, Esha instead got a mouthful of warm, wet, salty flesh. Her lungs, as if refusing to believe the first attempt, try to bring in a fresh breath again, only to be stifled again by the feathery softness of Kareena's tits in her face. Esha nearly gags as the supple prison of sweaty flesh closes in on her. Trying to push Kareena away, Esha wraps her thigh around her opponent, but the slippery Kareena is too far up and Esha's still quivering thighs only down on Kareena's hips and legs, not the stomach or chest she had been hoping for. Still in borderline panic, Esha pushed her hands against Kareena's ribs, trying to gain separation as she began to suffocate. She earned a small measure of success, placing her hands against Kareena's belly, and pushing with all of her might. Esha let out a slight groan as Kareena's stiff nipple slid across her cheek, but her mumbling cry was stifled by the soft flesh over her mouth and nose.
"Snooooortt!"
Taking about half a breath between Kareena's pert hood ornaments made a noise just like a pig at the feed trough before Kareena adjusted her attack, and lowered herself to cover Esha again with her smooth flesh.
"Oooohhh haaha..." Kareena giggled. "That tickled! Do it again..."
She shifted herself again counteracting an attempted escape by Esha suffering under her. Kareena's normally bright face darkened as she maneuvers again, looking down at the top of Esha's mane.
"Then again, maybe you should just choke, bitch!" Feeling the dying suction of Esha's mouth against the softness of her bosom, she repeated herself to the audience of chirping birds, "Choke on them, bitch!"
Truly desperate now, as the clouds of asphyxiation begin to gather on the horizon, Esha knew time was running out on her. Reaching one hand around Kareena's lower back and one hand around to the lower belly, she grabbed Kareena's briefs from both sides and pulled upward. Pulled for all she was worth. Her shoulders ached as her oxygen deprived muscles spent their last reserves, but...
"Ooooooooohhhhhh!" Kareena hissed as her privates were assaulted.
Esha rolled a bit to one side and Esha was able to glance upward at the burning sun and fill her lungs with sweet air before Kareena rolled back on top of her. Esha, her face only centimeters from Kareena's lungs, clearly heard the pained moan as she reached down to adjust her briefs. Keeping the pressure on from behind, Esha reached down with her right hand. Her fingers slid down the sweaty expanse of flesh below Kareena's belly button, the hard muscles of Kareena's belly flexing in pain until she found her fingers buried in Kareena's damp pelt. Grabbing as many of the short curly hairs as she can, she pulled up and then ripped to the side, taking a patch of pubes with her. Finally, daylight streamed into Esha's face and she was able to fill her lungs with air. While Kareena rolled helpless on her side, Esha simply lay motionless on her back, her huge chest heaving in air. After a few breaths, she too rolled to her side, hacking and spitting bile, trying to rid her mouth of the terrible taste of Kareena's titties. Holding up her hand, she gained a measure of revenge in her own mind, sprinkling collection of Kareena pubes across the grass.
"Huh.... I guess you are a natural Kareena," Esha added sarcastically, her voice full of acid.
This bitch is just full of surprises, Esha thought to herself. She would have never guessed Kareena would try to titty smother with her... modest... rack. Time for you to taste some real titties. Grabbing the still fetal Kareena by the hair, she dragged her face down across the grass, grinding her mug into the wet grass. Kareena screamed out as her face was lacerated by the rough ground and the wide green blades of grass. Kareena instinctively rolled onto her back to protect her face, which is just what Esha wanted. Straddling Kareena, she positioned Kareena body under hers. Carefully grapevining Kareena's legs with her own powerful thighs, she pulled Kareena's arms from her face. A chill passed up Esha's spine as, scooting forward a bit, she felt her groin rub subtly against Kareena's slick belly.
"Time for you to see some real titty, you worthless where." Esha spat as she gently lowered her assets onto Kareena's face. Taking two handfuls of sweaty Kareena hair, Esha hindered Kareena's struggles as she dropped her dew soaked breasts into Kareena's face, enveloping it in the canyon of her cleavage.
"Fuck you... Get off....mmmmmfff...mmmmmm,"screamed Kareena as Esha's lily-white flesh blotted out the sun, cutting her off from the world. A slight smile cracked Esha's face as she felt the familiar desperate suction against her soft flesh and Kareena fought with desperation to draw a last breath before she was asphyxiated.
"Now who's choking?" Esha asked sarcastically as she felt the press of her opponent's flesh against hers.
Releasing one hand's grip on Kareena's sweaty locks, Esha reached down and latched onto one of Kareena's sore nipples. Twisting the stiff flesh again, she added, "You can't smother me with those little things...you need a woman's chest." Esha knew exactly what to do as she concentrated on Kareena's face, mercilessly striving to grind Kareena to a dark place called unconsciousness. Like rider on bareback bronco, Esha shifted her hips and tits, anticipating her opponent's every move... predicting every turn, every thrust of the hips, every twisting gyration of Kareena's body as the oxygen was slowly being depleted from her lungs.
"That's right, bitch, struggle. You just go faster that way," Esha taunted Kareena with a confident smile. "It won't be long now."
Kareena continued her feverish squirming underneath Esha's smothering hold in spite of the enraged Esha's verbal taunts. Esha seemed to greatly enjoy the diminishing struggle of Kareena as her sweat-covered body moved and undulated to match anything her victim tried to slide out from under her. A throaty, sardonic laugh escaped from deep inside Esha's lungs as the writhing Kareena trapped under her attempted another motion to free herself and was again thwarted by the confining hold cinched tight on her. The mutual exertions of both grew increasingly fervent as Kareena seemed to grow desperate to regain her breathing and Esha fought to restrain her. Thighs slid against thighs, bare stomachs ground together almost provocatively and breasts repeatedly ballooned and engulfed Kareena's mouth and nose.
Esha was paying extra attention to her opponent's nipples now, apparently confident she had her rival where she wanted her and there was little to no hope of escaping the devastating smother Kareena was being subjected to. Esha grinned as she felt the cries of pain humming against her naked breasts as again and again she pinched and twisted at the nipples held between her probing fingers. Occasionally a sudden upward thrust of Kareena's hips would happen in response to one nipple twisting, to which Esha would respond by grinding her half-naked body against her foe's, as if trying to grind her right through the grassy earth beneath them. Esha laughed again at the fruitless struggles on her adversary's part to struggle her way out of her clutches.
"Keep fighting bitch," Esha spat in contempt, her chin resting on top of Kareena's head. "Just makes it more pleasurable for me..."
This last suddenly erupted into an ear-splitting scream as Esha lifted her head as far back as her neck would allow it to go. Her pretty face was twisted into an almost comical rictus of pure agony. Instantly her hands left Kareena's sore tits and flew upward to the back of Kareena's head, seizing hold of double handfuls of her Kareena mane and gripping so tightly on her hair that her knuckles turned white in their strain. She seemed to struggle to stay on top of the trapped woman as Kareena's fervent squirming resumed with renewed vigor, but the screams grew louder until they threatened to shatter her own eardrums. In a few seconds it looked like Esha was fighting to suppress an enraged bull as Kareena began to violently thrash her hips back and forth, over and over again, to the left and to the right, gaining enough momentum that eventually she was able to roll onto her left side, with Esha falling over and falling on her right with a loud WHUMP!!!
Anyone witnessing this fight between these two rivals would now be able to see, from the view the fall to the side allowed, that Kareena had sank her teeth deeply into Esha's left breast, chewing furiously on the engorged nipple as if her life depended upon it. Now that she was at least a little better off than just a few moments before, she wanted to press her advantage. And a little payback wouldn't be a bad idea at this point in time either. Kareena's jaws clamped down tighter on the breast, and again Esha let loose with another ear-shattering howl of agony, which in turn sailed into a phrase repeated over and over again, the simple two-word directive becoming more drawn out each time she shrieked it:
"STOP BITING! STOP BIIITING! STOOOP BIIITIIIING! STOOOOOOP BIIIIIIIIITIIIIIIING!"
Now Esha was the desperate one; in a last ditch effort she bunched up her tits and pressed them into Kareena's face as hard as she could, but Kareena sensed freedom within her grasp and would not be denied now. Her teeth sank deeper still into the tortured nipple, biting and chewing harder and harder, until finally Esha repeated the same word without taking time to draw in breath.
"STOOOOOP! STOOOOOOOP! STOOOOOOOOOOOOP!"
In a move that was decidedly unplanned, Esha raked her fingernails hard across both Kareena's eyes, hoping in the back of her pain-clouded mind that would cause the searing torment to finally cease. A moment later Esha was rolling across the grass, away from her opponent, holding her left breast with one hand, feverishly rubbing the flesh where Kareena had bitten her, tears of pain running down her cheeks. As for Kareena, she was lying on her back in the soft grass, facing almost blankly up at the sun, sucking in long gusts of breath that had been denied her while caught in her adversary's relentless breast smother, seemingly oblivious to Esha on the grass a fair distance away from her who was fighting back the tears as she massaged her wounded tit.
For what felt to both women like an eternity, they lay there on the grass, nursing themselves, both of them wanting to be the first to regain complete alertness, just in case the other would be upon her before she was able to fight back. After another couple of seeming eternity's had finally passed, they slowly crawled to their knees, finding their respective foes on the grass before them, staring daggers into one another's eyes as they stared each other down. After a time, they began to crawl toward each other, painstakingly closing the distance between them, each woman all too aware of the other's abilities now and not wanting to take any unnecessary risks. They continued glaring into each other's eyes when they came within striking distance.
"bitch..." Kareena spat into Esha's face, her scowl deepening as she inched closer to Esha.
"cxnt..." Esha spat back, narrowing here eyes as she reared up on her knees and reaching out with her hands, meaning to grab hold on Kareena's breasts again.
This time, however, Esha received a hard punch aimed right at the nose for her efforts, as Kareena thwarted her efforts to take her breasts into her hands again. Esha's head snapped back as she battled the sudden pain that exploded inside her head. Before Esha knew what was happening a pair of silky arms were wrapping themselves tightly around her midriff, connecting at the small of her back and squeezing down hard before she could move to defend herself. She locked eyes with Kareena again, whose face was a mask or sheer hatred as she glared back at her caught opponent. As if to wordlessly reiterate her point, she squeezed her arms harder around Esha's waist, leaning her head forward to rest it on Esha's upper chest in order to get a better purchase.
Esha threw her head back again; as before she didn't want to give Kareena the satisfaction of letting her know the bearhug was hurting her. But an unsatisfied Kareena was determined to hear her scream, and she wrenched her arms tighter around the yielding flesh of her adversary. Kareena maintained the bearhug while she and Esha remained on their knees, making retaliation on Esha's part almost impossible.
Esha held out for as long as she could, but in the end she had to let go with the cry, or else she feared she might hyper ventilate and pass out from lack of oxygen, allowing this Kareena the victory. In a violent rush of air she blurted it out as Kareena squeezed harder still: "Uunnnnnnnngggggghhhhhh... aaaaaaaaaaaggggggggggghhhhhhhh!"
"Louder, you half-witted, Esha skank," Kareena demanded, still not satisfied with Esha's display and wanting more. "I really want to hear it from you. Cry out, bitch!" Again she pulsed her arms, punctuating her sentence.
"Screw... you, Kareena," Esha spat again, and at another fierce squeeze of Kareena's constricting arms, "Unnnnhhhhhh ... uuuunngggghhhh... AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHH... slut... let... go..."
"No... chance, whore," Kareena returned, punctuating the sentence by cinching the bearhug even tighter, as she was clearly enjoying her foe's predicament. "You're gonna suffer for your little 'tit stunt,' right now."
And so it went like this, again for what seemed forever, with Kareena crushing her foe and Esha proudly holding back until the strain became close to unbearable. Kareena would give voice to her demand that Esha cry out her pain by squeezing tighter and tighter, until the cry was forced from her. Then Kareena would relax for a bit, and then start the pattern all over again. In a few minutes Esha was feeling not only woozy from the air deprivation but half-crazy from the stress of knowing the bear hugs would continue each time she uttered a cry, harder and tighter as well. It was beginning to feel very much like torture to her. Yet another cry escaped her lips as Kareena crushed her midriff, arms pressing into her, chests grinding together. A few seconds of relaxation and the crushing began again.
Kareena's arms felt to Esha like steel cables squeezing the life from her body, and as she was still on her knees along with Kareena she couldn't find a suitable position which she could fight back from. As for Kareena, she was more than happy to keep Esha there, wrenching cry after cry from her until she finally grew tired of the game, releasing the crushing hold and pushing Esha to the soft, forgiving grass underneath her. Now it was Esha's turn to gratefully draw in breath, which she did all too enthusiastically now that she was freed, but at the same time she had a feeling that Kareena was not about to allow her much respite. And she was correct.
Grabbing hold of her right ankle and gripping it tight, Kareena draped it over Esha's left leg under her knee, secured it there by snaking her own legs over and under Esha's ensnared limbs and saying, "Those legs won't be able to squeeze for a long time when I'm done with you... bitch..." as she leaned back on her hands and exerted pressure. The tight figure four leglock on Esha's limbs felt even worse than the bearhug, making her suck in breath. Through clenched teeth, Esha screamed out in explosive anguish. Sitting up, she reached out, trying to free her legs from Kareena's leg breaking pressure. Squirming in vain, she could stand the pain no longer and began to rock back and forth, arching in unmitigated agony. The grass bit into her bare back as she squirmed desperately, trying to free herself.
"Come on bitch...give it up!" snarled the Kareena, watching Esha thrash side to side in a hopeless attempts to squeeze her twisted leg from the shin snapping pressure of the figure four. Kareena sat back, throwing her hips forward to increase the pressure on Esha's legs. Each thrust sent Esha into renewed screaming and crying as she flayed her arms from side to side, her sweaty breasts shake to and fro, her nipples dancing with each thrust of Kareena's hips.
"I SAID give it up..." Kareena demanded again, this time in a louder, harsher voice.
"Nuuuooooooo!" bawled Esha, her eyes filling with tears as she teetered on the verge of submission.
"I'll break both those legs!" threatened Kareena, arching her hips forward to exert a little more pressure.
Thrashing about wildly, seeking any way out of the death lock, Esha's hand found the thick script she had been reviewing. Grabbing it, she hurled it overhand at Kareena, striking Kareena in the face with the corner of the phone book sized wad of paper. With a dull thud, the missile struck Kareena in the cheek and eye, knocking her senseless. She rolled back, limp and staggered by the unexpected blow. Esha immediately sat up and freed herself from Kareena's deadly leg lock, rocking gently back and forth gripping her torn knee and leg. Still reeling from the submission hold, Esha watched as Kareena faded in and out, holding the new black and blue knot forming on her face. Preparing a last desperate attempt to take Kareena out, Esha mustered her remaining strength and crawled over to the fallen Kareena. Her knee and leg ached as dragged her injured limb across the grass to attack Kareena. Kareena was laying on her back, holding her head, her dewy breasts rising and falling with each labored breath. Straddling Kareena, Esha grabbed a handful of Kareena's now sweaty, stringy hair and slammed her backward into the somewhat forgiving grass.
"It's over bitch... I'm the better woman," Esha spat as she simultaneously raised Kareena face and lowered her breasts. Pressing Kareena's face into her dangling assets, Esha smiled, using gravity and her own physical gifts to smother Kareena. Wrapping and arm around the back of Kareena's head, she cradled Kareena into the clammy canyon of flesh between her sweat soaked tits.
"MMMmmmmffff... Iaaaaa...mmmmffffff!" Kareena's cries were muffled, but even if they had penetrated the wall of hot, sweaty tit flesh enclosing her face, no one was listening.
'It's all over," cooed the complacent Esha, as she pulled Kareena's face deeper into the suffocating cleavage formed by her firm breasts.
Kareena's struggles grew weaker and weaker, and Esha began to think about diving into the cool waters of the nearby pool, washing away the sweat, dirt and grime that her sweaty body has accumulated in ruining Kareena.
"A cool swim and nice hot shower..." but as her thoughts turned to warm showers, she got a hot poker instead... right between the legs. Looking down at the top of Kareena's head, Esha screams out in agony as her crotch explodes in pain. Releasing Kareena's head from its fleshy prison, Esha's hand shot to her crotch, where she found Kareena's hand buried up to the forearm in her hot shorts. Even as Kareena's head dropped to the grass, thumping on the dirt like a ripe melon, Kareena's mouth formed a crooked a grin. Esha heaved at Kareena's wrist and groaned even louder. The harder she pulled, the higher the imaginary flames in her womanhood shot upward.
"Ooohhh...LLETTTT GOOOO..." Esha moaned loudly as her mound was plowed under by Kareena.
"Say please..." Kareena cooed, digging deeper into Esha's privates.
"Fuuu... OOOHHHHHhhhhhhh!" Esha whined. Even with her eyes shut tight, a single salty tear streamed from the corner of one of them, running down her check. Recovering from the smothering administered by Esha's assets, Kareena sat up, completely in control of her opponent. As the pain becomes unbearable for Esha, her resolve to pull Kareena's fingers from her privates grew, and she yanked upward on the offending arm. Realizing she couldn't keep her hand down the front of Esha's pants forever she quickly ripped her hand out of the shorts, leaving a few fluttering red pubes hanging in midair. Her once closed eyes now bulging in shock, Esha collapsed to the grass, gasping in utter agony. Rolling onto her back, she hardly noticed Kareena's legs encircling her head. By the time she did it was too late, as Kareena's calf crossed under Esha's chin.
"Well now..." Kareena intoned softly. "We've seen what happens when I put a figure four on your legs."
Cinching up her legs around Esha's head, Kareena watched as Esha inwardly struggled not to panic. Kareena's firm thighs closed in on her head, seemingly from all sides. Scratching uselessly at the flesh, Esha already felt the blood pounding in her ears.
"Let's see what happens when I put a figure four around your neck," Kareena grinned as she leaned back and squeezed her legs together around Esha's neck.
"Gaaaaaaaaaaccccccckkkkkkkk!" Esha sputtered through trembling lips as she immediately felt the muscles in Kareena's legs bulge and tighten around her throat.
The compressions choked off her breathing as the smooth thighs pressed remorselessly into her neck, the calf draped across her pushing its way into her windpipe. As a reflexive reaction she picked up from years of getting into catfights with her rivals, Esha writhed and thrashed madly to free herself from Kareena's clutches as she felt her lungs deprived of air, but to no avail. She was firmly, helplessly trapped between her opponent's legs. Worse for Esha, Kareena was pissed about the unexpected offensive she had attempted with the film script earlier, and though she controlled her anger, she was obviously itching for payback. And now that she was once again in a position where she could get some for the bruise that had surfaced on her head, she intended to take full advantage of her opportunity.
Again the encircling legs around Esha's throat compressed tightly just as they'd been relaxed only a second or two ago, and Esha was preparing to draw in a desperate breath. It was as if Kareena had been timing her reaction and gauging when she'd try to take a breath of air, and deliberately contracted the scissors to prevent this from happening. Esha fought back a startled gag as she felt those silky thighs pressing into her again, choking her even as she persisted in her feverish, mad struggles. She bucked and rolled, twisting her body from side to side, kicking her legs outward to gain the inertia necessary to extricate herself from the choking grip... nothing seemed to work, however. Kareena was pissed, and was growing even more so by Esha's attempts to break out of the leglock. At one point she leaned her head forward, trying to bite at the encircling legs squeezing her windpipe, but the incensed Kareena seized a handful of her hair and yanked harshly.
"You're not getting off that easily, bitch," Kareena snarled. "I'll keep you right here until I'VE decided you've had enough!"
"GEEEEEEE... AWWWWWFFFFFFF... MMMMMMMMMM..." Esha uttered an almost incomprehensible scream of rage and defiance at the tight scissors slowly choking her into unconsciousness.
"What was that?" Kareena snapped, sarcasm growing around the edge of voice, now deciding to enjoy herself a little more. "Did you just say 'God, that feels good; may I have some more?' Well, I'm more than happy to oblige!" she said as her legs tightened around Esha's throat.
"GAAAAAAAAA AAAAAWWWWKKKKKK FUUUUUUUUUU..." the trapped Esha began again, her attempt to form words again cut off by another powerful compression of Kareena's legs.
Now Kareena had devised a new form of torture. Every time Esha tried to squirm free of Kareena's scissors, or tried to give voice to her defiance, Kareena would tighten her legs around her throat. Esha was being slowly crushed into an agonizing submission; her neck hopelessly caught between Kareena's devastating figure-four no matter what she tried. Still she fought desperately to squirm her way out of the hold, but Kareena persisted in readjusting her ankle behind her other knee and grinding the scissors tighter against the hapless Esha's throat, choking her mercilessly. As the crushing pythons ground harder and tighter around Esha, her struggles grew progressively less fervent as her energy was fading fast. Finally she lay there without moving, appearing close to passing out.
Then, as if struck by a sudden thought, Kareena unwound her legs from around Esha's throat, slithering away to allow the exhausted Esha to slump to the grass, breathless and almost beaten. Esha's ample chest started heaving erratically as her breath came in short, ragged gasps. Drenched in sweat, Esha lay on the grass, fighting both to regain her breathing and not to hyperventilate. As for Kareena, she sat there watching her, her legs curled up underneath her backside, as if confident that her opponent was in no position to try anything at this point.After Kareena watched her for a time, things started moving again. Esha was beginning to stir, her arms and legs moving very slowly along the cool blades of grass as she was finally beginning to come to. Leaning over so that she was on her hands and knees, Kareena made her way straight for the downed Esha. Reaching Esha just as she was starting to sit, Kareena reached out with one hand and pushed her back down to the grass, grabbing Esha's arm as she did this and flipping her over on to her face. Hopping up and straddling her, Kareena leaned down and whispered into her ear:
"I don't want you to drift off to sleep... well, at least not yet, anyway," she taunted Esha again as she snaked her arms underneath Esha's armpits, pulling Esha to her feet where she stood on shaky legs as Kareena clasped her hands tightly behind her neck, and began using the muscles in her arms to power down against Esha, trapping her in a tight full-nelson. "I want to keep you awake for as long as it takes to hear you give," Kareena continued as she kept Esha in a standing position in the firm hold, refusing to let her sink to her knees. Kareena held her like this for a few brief moments as she looked around, then seeing what her eyes had been searching for, she turned the hapless Esha to the left and began to walk her forward.
"You said you wanted a cool swim after the fight was over?" Kareena teased Esha as she walked her forward. "Well, I thought we both might enjoy one sooner...."
As if she got a mental impression of what Kareena had in mind for her, Esha began to struggle against the full nelson Kareena had her ensnared in, but Kareena was persistent in reaching her intended destination, and held on to her tight grip under her rival's armpits. "Oh, not so fast, bitch," Kareena continued taunting her as they headed toward Esha's swimming pool, Kareena controlling all the motion as she pushed the writhing Esha onward. "Let's you and I go for that cool swim...."
By the time they'd reached the pool, Esha was struggling like a madwoman to free herself with all the energy she had left, but Kareena just laughed at her and slipped a leg in front of Esha's, tripping her facefirst into the pool and falling in right after her. The refreshingly cool water nonetheless was a new form of torture to Esha now as again she felt her breathing hindered by Kareena's relentless assault. Still caught in the full nelson, she was held under the water for what seemed like an eternity, then she was roughly hauled up above the surface, with the hot summer sun beating down on her face. Kareena was managing to keep her own head above the surface as she did this; for one brief instant she could sense Kareena's smooth stomach pressing into her back, feel her thigh brushing against the back of her leg, then as suddenly as she was pulled out she was dunked again; Kareena's fingers loosened slightly, then clasped the back of her neck again as Kareena held her under the water, for a bit longer this time.
When Esha was hauled above the surface, her mouth snapping open to suck in breath, the water from the swimming pool washed down her face and desperately heaving chest, just as it did Kareena's body. But Kareena had not yet released the full nelson, and Esha seemed to instinctively know that meant Esha was in for some more dunking,. Kareena said something Esha couldn't make out, then dunked her under again. The chlorine-filled water entered Esha's mouth and nostrils, and she was held under there for even longer than last time. This torment was becoming almost unbearable for Esha, and she imagined that if it was allowed to go on, she may well end up submitting to her rival. Then she was pulled up again, her drenched hair falling everywhere and half-obscuring her face. Chlorine water spewing from her mouth and from her nostrils, she uttered incomprehensible noises.
"Bwuhhhhhhhhhh! Wuhhhhhhhhh! Mm-uhhhhhhhhhhh!" she babbled, her mouth opening and closing like a fish as she fought to stay awake through the abuse Kareena was subjecting her to.
Still enjoying the game, Kareena leaned in again as her stomach lightly pressed against her back and her thigh brushed against her, whispering, "What was that? You're still baking in the hot sun? You'd like to cool off a bit more? Well," she went on. "I'm more happy to oblige!" then she dunked Esha again, this time holding Esha under even longer than before. She was yanked from the water yet again; now she was very close to the point of surrender but still trying to ready herself for yet another dunking, when all of a sudden she felt Kareena's arms slip out from underneath her armpits. Momentary surprise and bewilderment shortly became consternation, however, when she was spun around in the waist-deep water to come face to face with her sexy adversary. A stinging slap was suddenly delivered to one side of Esha's face, the impact to her cheek worsened by the dampness of her skin.
The slap dazed her for long enough so that Kareena was able to lean in and wrap her arms around her, encircling a bearhug around her waist. On Esha's part, shock gave way to the realization that she couldn't halt the arms from wrapping themselves around her all the way as Kareena locked her wrists behind the small of Esha's back. Lifting Esha off her weakened footing, which was all the more hindered by the water interfering with her ability to stand, Kareena squeezed down hard, throwing her head back in her exertions as Esha did the same in her agony, crying out almost piteously as more air was forced from her lungs. Esha found herself staring right into the face of Kareena, who with slits for eyelids was staring her right in the eyes, and saying, "If you're ready to give now, or if you'd like to make a fight of it for just a bit longer, just let me know."
She tried to think of a way out of her predicament as Kareena dug her clenched fists into her lower back, wrenching her hands from left to right slowly to increase the intensity of the bearhug. Feeling her resistance slipping away with each passing second, Esha's struggled like a madwoman to extricate herself from the painful submission maneuver, twisting her body from side to side in almost desperate efforts to relieve the pressure that Kareena's arms were inflicting on her agonized midriff. Then there was the pressure the tight hold inflicted on Esha's battered chest as Kareena's stiff, eraser tip nipples pressed into her significant chest with practiced ease, as if they sought to impale her breasts with each pulse of Kareena's strong arms.
"What do you say?" grunts Kareena, as she grinds her forearms across Esha's kidneys. "Submit, or keep it going?"
Esha answers by jamming her thumb into Kareena's ear, gouging the sensitive tissue as if making an unspoken demand that her opponent release the bearhug crushing the breath from her body. When the pressure doesn't relent, a second jab in the eye and another feverish twisting and grinding of her finger finally results in Kareena releasing her opponent's waist and the pressure around her ribs vanishing. Esha's knees buckle after Kareena releases her and floats back a step or two. Wincing in pain, she struggles to stay on her feet in the water as she takes her first full, unhindered breath of fresh air in ...a long time. A second and a third quickly follow before Kareena approaches her again.
Grabbing a handful of wet, stringy hair, Kareena pulls Esha back to the shallow end of the swimming pool. Taking a seat on one of the dais type steps leading into the water, her thighs find a familiar place around Esha's upper stomach, just below her dripping wet, bare breasts. Grabbing Esha's wrist to keep her from wreaking any more havoc, Kareena eases into a body scissors around her opponent, squeezing Esha's diaphragm mercilessly. Esha lets out a weak cough, as her struggles to free herself begin again with increased fervor, a bit of spittle drooling reflexively down her drenched breasts and onto her belly. Her shapely legs kick violently outward in her fight to break out of the tight scissors, but in response Kareena squeezes tighter still, sensing victory within her reach.
"Ready to give, Esha?" Kareena asks, her voice a little harder-edged than before.
Esha's only answer is a violent convulsive twist of her drenched body within the crushing scissors; as if in response to her struggles Kareena squeezes the leglock around her tighter still.
"Say it, Esha! Say you give!" Kareena demands of her
"Drop... DEAD!" Esha lets out painfully, refusing to give in to her rival, the only words she had enough air in her lungs to spit out at Kareena.
"I'm not letting go until you GIVE," Later demands again. "Give!"
"Fuck... you," Esha grunts, obviously in agony from the pressure of Kareena's legs. But despite her agony, conceding Kareena the victory was the last thing on her mind. "I... won't..."
Esha had been saving up her energy to mount one last offensive against her foe. Fearing she might pass out from the lack of oxygen if she remained caught between Kareena's squeezing legs for one second longer, she suddenly thrashed her body in one single convulsive shake. The movement helped her somehow manage to turn around completely and come face to face with her tormentor, despite the crushing scissors lock still cinched on her midsection. Taking advantage of the momentary surprise to which Kareena paid lip service by inhaling in shock, Esha surged forward, grabbing hold of double handfuls of Kareena's locks and leaning into her, trapping her face in between her violently heaving breasts.
Esha used the inertia to push Kareena from her sitting position at the edge of the swimming pool, forcing Kareena down to her back as she wrapped her arms around her rival's head, trapping the woman's face between her generous bust. The move completed, she leaned into Kareena even as Kareena tightened the scissors around her waist harder than ever, as if determined not to give up her advantage over Esha.
"So... you wanna... make it... a test... bitch?" Esha sputtered at the woman who could barely hear her words through her tightly clenched teeth, as the scissors squeezed more and more air out of her.
"See... who goes... to sleep... first?" she grunted, pushing herself farther into Kareena's trapped face."Let's... DO IT!!"
"Mmmmfffffffffffffff! Mmmmmmmmffffffffffffffffffffffffffff! "MMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFF!" Kareena's muffled screams issued forth from between Esha's breasts as Esha maintained the breast smother.
"Uuuuunnnnnnnggggggggggggghhhhhhhh..." Esha echoed as Kareena's squeezing legs remained wrapped around her as if adding a counterpoint to the sounds emanating from Kareena's throat. "bitch..." she spat again, "Get ... your legs ... uh ... off me ..."
The combined noses being forced from the lungs of both hellcats were reaching a feverish crescendo as they persisted in maintaining their breath-robbing holds. Esha's face had turned a shade that almost matched the color of her hair, as Kareena's face was almost completely obscured by the breast smother. But neither woman was willing to give in to the other just yet. Still fiercely determined to send her opponent off to dream land first, she lifted up a bit and began to shake her tits back and forth like Rikishi giving an opponent a 'stink face' only in this case it was more of a 'sweat and chlorine face with boobs.'
"Shake 'em; you won't break 'em," Esha muttered, delirious and half-crazy from the lack of oxygen that Kareena's crushing scissors had done to her as she continued her breast shaking, her movements growing more fervent.
Suddenly, an agonized howl ripped its way out of Esha's esophagus as she felt Kareena's teeth sinking in her hardened nipple to the point of almost piercing the skin. She lifted up more, thus freeing Kareena from the breast smother as another scream came pealing forth through her lips. Kareena's teeth were firmly embedded in Esha's pained breast as she extended her legs in a convulsive pulse, tightening the scissors lock around Esha's waist to wrench a groan from her lungs. But in defiance of this new tactic, Esha took to sliding her hand down along Kareena's bare skin, pushing her fingers between the squeezing legs around her and digging the digits into Kareena's sensitive womanhood, nails probing the tender folds of her vagina.
The ensuing scream that tore its way out from Kareena's throat came close to matching the pitch and intensity of Esha's as she extracted her teeth from Esha's breast. The crescendo had been reached as the souls of both women seemed to be put into the fight between them. In spite of everything, Esha was relieved and grateful that Kareena's teeth were no longer pushing their way into her breast; however, there were only a few moments of respite for Esha before both Kareena's hands were assaulting her breasts, one each for each of Esha's exhausted teats as Kareena's nails plowed into the sensitive aureole.
They rolled around end over end on the wet grass, both women clearly unwilling to extract their fingers from their intended targets. Time and time again screams and cries erupted from each hellcat as long fingernails assaulted tender flesh. Their fight had now degenerated into a purely animalistic contest of wills and endurance to see which one of the ladies would be able to hold out for longer until one of them was inevitably forced into unconsciousness But this was very shortly to arrive at a stalemate as Kareena's forehead inadvertently rammed into Esha's nose when Kareena had rolled atop Esha. In an instant the impact made Esha see stars as her painful grip on Kareena's crotch loosened enough to allow Kareena, who had extracted her nails from Esha's breasts, to pull the hand free of her womanhood.
Rearing up on her knees to catch her breath, Kareena leaned forward and massaged her aching crotch as Esha lay on her back, doing the same with her tits. The hellcats remained in that position for what seemed like forever, until Kareena was finally the first to get up, standing up on shaky legs as she fought to make her way towards Esha, who at this point was still kneeling on the grass, feverishly rubbing both her aching breasts. Leaning over, she seized a generous handful of Esha's hair, pulling Esha steadily to her feet even as Esha made a half-heartedly defiant attempt to drive a knee into Kareena's gut. Kareena just barely managed to sidestep the knee that would otherwise have slammed into her naked belly as she returned the favor for the attempt by delivering a stinging slap to Esha's cheek. Both women were by now almost completely exhausted but willing to continue the fight until there was a decisive winner.
Kareena was first to take the initiative. "Let's you and me finish this right now, babe," Kareena muttered so low that Esha would have had to strain to hear her words, as she twisted Esha's body painfully to the side, snaking her left arm underneath Esha's right armpit and slipping her left leg over Esha's left thigh. Yet another cry was wrenched from Esha's lungs as Kareena cinched the painful abdominal stretch on her, stretching her body and applying steady pressure on her ribcage. Kareena's face was set in determination as she stretched Esha's body almost to the point of turning her torso completely around. It immediately became too much for Esha to bear, and in a loud voice she demanded Kareena release her:
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! LET ME GO, BITCH!!!!"
"Not until you SUBMIT," Kareena shot back, her intonation as hard as steel, as she maintained the hold.
"I... WON'T!" Esha screamed defiantly. "GET... THE HELL... OFFA ME!"
The last degenerated into another long, drawn out scream as Kareena worked her, keeping the abdominal stretch firmly cinched on her. Esha screamed again, desperately trying to find a way out of the painful hold... but to no avail. Still Esha voiced defiance at her tormentor: "WHEN I GET OUTTA THIS...!"
"That's IF you get out of it," Kareena interrupted, sensing that Esha was closer to the end of her endurance than she was herself and confident that she was going to take this match. "Goodnight,.."
And so Kareena maintained the hold, feeling Esha's body weakening by the second despite the defiance in Esha's voice as she went on fighting against being edged progressively closer to defeat. Esha writhed and struggled against the hold with desperate fervor, but Kareena had her. Esha's breathing was coming in short, ragged gasps; her generous breasts were heaving erratically for lack of enough oxygen, but still she demanded Kareena release her, determined not to fall to the painful hold. In time, however, her struggles grew less and less fervent as her body was beginning to yield to Kareena's strenuous grip, though her will told her to keep fighting her body was losing its ability to carry out her commands.
Kareena sensed that Esha was closer than ever to passing out, and once more she demanded, "Say it, Esha! Say you give!"
"FUCK YOU!" Esha shot back, defiant as ever even though her body was faltering. "I WON'T GIVE!"
Kareena wrenched the abdominal stretch harder, eliciting another long groan from the trapped Esha. "GIVE," she demanded again.
And the last thing that came from Esha was one more statement of defiance: "Eat... SHIT... Kareena."
Then Esha's body finally went limp in her grasp. Kareena released the abdominal stretch, disentangling her limbs from those of Esha's and allowing Esha to slump to the grass, almost naked and out cold. For a time Kareena stared down at Esha's unconscious body, pissed off that she didn't get a submission but nonetheless satisfied that she was still the one standing and conscious.
Finally, Kareena spoke to the prone, motionless form before her, "You're welcome to a rematch any time you want, bitch." Then, breathing a sigh of relief, Kareena collected her clothes and left the backyard, leaving Esha passed out where she'd fallen.