Mixed wrestling, 280 pictures 1920x1080 (Full HD), completely CFNM, no blood.

I couldn’t believe how strong her thighs were. This match was a disaster. "What a stupid bet," I thought. Just a couple of minutes ago we were just hanging out at Helen's house. I was watching a TikTok about wrestling and she had asked if I had ever wrestled.

"Actually no, I'm not sure why these keep popping up on my fyp," I replied.

I was surprised to hear that, but Helen was a friend of mine and also hot as fuck by the way so the decision was made instantly in my mind.

"Sure, but I already know the outcome"

"Yeah? " she said. "Don't be so sure about that!"

"Let's do it right now!"

"Ughh, fuck you. You're in street clothes, it's an unfair advantage. You have to be naked if you want wrestle me"

"Sounds interesting! Will you wrestle naked too?"

"No, but I'm going to change into something more suited for wrestling a shithead like you."

Fuck she looked sexy in that! Her girlish hips were on full display. I caught a glimpse of her ass in the mirror and it was magnificent - a perfect bubble butt. I'm not sure if she's trying to distract me, but for sure it is working.

Being naked, I felt vulnerable in front of her and looks like she knew about it. "Your balls is a nice target for my legs. Every girl feels so powerful when her slender leg inflicts a pain to male balls" she said a cocky smile on her face. That scared me, she seemed to be very confident of a fast and easy win.

"Oh, what a fighting suit! Ready to start?" I asked.

She managed to manoeuvre her legs around my head. I was stupid enough to groan when she did that, which led to her realising she could hurt me by squeezing. I knew she used to ski every year, but I didn't realise how much of an impact it had on her lower body. I was in the hold for less than a minute and I was already ready to tap out. She was crushing me. The pressure on my head was insane. I needed to escape, but as hard as it is to admit, I couldn't move her legs. They were so good at locking up my body that it felt like an iron band around my arms and neck. I couldn't even think clearly.

The pain was unbearable now, my head pounded and my vision blurred. She didn't realise how much I was actually suffering and I sure as hell wasn't going to give her that satisfaction. I could hear her laughing in triumph behind me, knowing that she was about to win. Well, fuck that! I wouldn't give up until I got my revenge on her.

She laughed some more and lessened the pressure.

"Time to finish my opponent!" she said proudly as if we were wrestling in front of a crowd.

Suddenly her thighs snapped back up, instantly pulling my head back into her ass. She straightened her legs with more force than I would've ever expected. I felt the pain shoot through my body. My head was swimming and my ears were pounding. I never imagined she would be this strong. everything was slowly going quieter. I tried to pull myself away from her tight grip, but my arms were useless against the power she possessed. I tapped out. She kept squeezing. I realised that she didn't know what tapping meant! I tried to say something, but all that came out of my throat was a gurgle. At the same time I felt a huge erection, and it was very humiliating. I tapped her legs again, but she probably thought I was just trying to get out. My arms and legs were going limp. She sapped all my strength and oxygen. I was helpless. Where did that power come from? It took only maybe a couple of seconds more until everything blurred out.

***

I woke with up a headache. My head was pounding as if someone had thrown me against a wall. I blinked my eyes open and saw that I was in the same spot lying on the floor.

"Are you alright!?" Helen asked.

"Yeah, I think so." I croaked. I couldn't move my arms or legs. What the fuck just happened?

"When I released you, your head hit the floor and you stopped responding to me"

"What do you mean I stopped responding?"

"Your body was twitching uncontrollably. I thought you were having a seizure" she replied.

"You must have knocked me out," I said, still trying to figure out what happened.

"With my thighs?" she asked dumbfounded. "How is that possible, I didn't even squeeze you that hard"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Didn't even squeeze that hard? What would happen if she squeezed harder? Would I be dead now?

"I was just really sleepy after school and I guess you just speeded up the process" I laughed. If only she knew I was lying through my teeth. I can't let her know she actually beat me fairly. I was ashamed to lose in such an embarrassing way to her just using her legs.

"Well, Are you okay?" she replied. "Should I call an ambulance?"

"I'm fine" I laughed. I wasn't fine. I felt emasculated. How could I lose consciousness from that hold? Did she really have enough power in her thighs to cut off blood flow in my neck?

She looked down at my face. "Looks like I won," she said.

"Yeah, but it wasn't really a fair fight" I replied.

"Whatever, you lost anyway," she said sarcastically, putting her boot on my erection. "what does it feel like to have a girlish foot on your manhood? You're at my mercy, I may crush your balls with easy. Do you feel my superiority?"

"We should rematch when I'm rested," I said. "I'll destroy you". Why did I say that? Am I an idiot? Sometimes I think my autopilot takes over and creates these dumb ideas which I later regret.

She scoffed at my comment, teasing my erection with her foot. I had no energy to resist and she knew it. When I was ready to cum, she stepped back with indifferent face.

Defeated, teased and denied by leggy girl in leotard, I groaned with resentment and humiliation.

"Girls love to defeat and subdue strong males. I love it when my prey really resist me, it turns me on. You was too easy to defeat, so you don't deserve an orgasm today. It's late, you should head home to bed. You've already taken a nap though, so you probably won't get much sleep"

The audacity of that one. She was right though. I didn't sleep much. I spent most of the night jerking off to her ig photos.

A week passed by. We hadn't spoken much, and whenever we met each other in the hallway, we just made small talk. She didn't mention what happened, and I definitely didn't bring it up. I've thought of two possible scenarios - either she is still thinking about what happened between us a week ago and that's why she hasn't said anything or it wasn't as exciting for her as it was for me and she already forgot what happened. Either way, I didn't want to say anything because I didn't want to make it awkward.