Elsa and Jen begin

The two teams discussed among themselves who should start off. In the end, Elsa stepped into the center and Jen joined her. Monica directed Sonya to one corner and Sam to the opposite. They were to wait there for a tag. If they were out of position for a tag, it would not count. Sonya and Sam sat on their knees, waiting their turn. Sam eyed her rival from across the mat and gave the throat slit gesture, grinning confidently. Sonya threw up two fingers and curled them back invitingly. Sam mirrored this motion, but added a tongue to emulate fingering and licking. Sonya thrusted her fingers vigorously and started flickering her tongue into an imaginary pussy.

“LADIES!” Monica called out.

Sam and Sonya dropped their hands to their sides and straightened up. Seeing the girls were now behaving, Monica continued, “This will be a best of three match with two minutes to each round! The highest score for each round will get a point! The first team to score two points wins! If you tag, you have a ten count to take to the corner. Every second past that is a point docking. Only the legal team member can score points. Everyone got it?”

“Yes, miss!” Jen and Elsa called out. Sonya and Sam nodded from their corners.

“Good. Oh.I never got your team names,” Monica noted.

“Team Athletes,” Elsa grinned proudly.

“Submission Sorority,” Jen announced.

“Wot!?” Elsa said, surprised by the new name, “I thought you were the Wrestlers!”

“Sam wanted a cooler name,” Jen replied meekly.

“It’s cool, right?” Sam called out.

“I want a cooler name!” Elsa complained, turning to Sonya, “Sone! We should have a cool name too, yeh? Quick, think of something cool!”

Sonya shrugged and shook her head, caught off guard at the request.

“Team Athletes versus Submission Sorority!” Monica announced, not wanting things to be slogged down with debate. She took the whistle that was hanging from her neck and popped it in her mouth as she readied the timer on her sports watch. *TWEET*! “Begin!”

Jen jumped in and wrapped her arms around Elsa’s waist while she was still in the middle of complaining. Elsa staggered back, caught off guard, allowing Jen to bring her down with a textbook belly to belly suplex. Elsa fell prone and Jen kept herself on top. She went for a pin, having just got out of normal wrestling practice. Elsa was able to shift herself off and escape.

Elsa got to her feet just as Jen was pouncing again. She caught Jen’s hands in hers and tried to overpower the smaller woman. They locked in, shoulder to shoulder as they braced their feet to the mat and pressed on. Slowly but surely, Elsa was gaining ground. Jen dropped to one knee and twisted around, grabbing Elsa in a headlock!

Elsa tried to lift Jen off her feet, but the petite wrestler was so light, she got flipped up in the air, still holding tight onto Elsa’s head! The momentum pulled Elsa back with her, slamming her backwards onto the mat! Jen jumped on top for another pin.

“What are you doing?!” Sam screamed. “This is Submission wrestling!!!”

“Oh yeah!” Jen said. She planted her palms onto Elsa’s tits and squeezed.

Instinctively, Elsa sat up and clutched her chest. She was just in time to prevent Jen from grasping her top and pulling it off.

Jen got to her feet and went for another headlock with Elsa in a seated position. Elsa swept Jens legs, dropping her split legged, right in front so that their eyes met. It took a second for the both of them to assess the situation, then they immediately grabbed at each other’s tops. It was a tug of war for the pink and teal as they started rolling together on the mat. Once again Elsa was proving to be the stronger of the two, so Jen kept her legs wrapped around Elsa’s waist and hugged tight so that she couldn’t pull away.

They rolled some more as Jen tried to keep Elsa off balance, but eventually Elsa was able to find purchase with her feet and pick herself up with Jen in tow. It was like she was carrying a backpack on her belly.

“This isn’t good for you!” Elsa gloated. “You got no place to go!”

“Tag!” Monica announced.

Elsa took notice of her environment. Jen had rolled them to her side of the ring and within tagging reach of her Sam!

Samantha moved in and pantsed Elsa right away. With her bikini bottoms tied up around her ankles, Jen’s weight pulled her down like a chopped tree. She hit the mat with a thud and Jen rolled away.

“Ten seconds to get to your corner!” Monica told Jen. “Panties removed, five points Submission Sorority!” she announced as well.

Elsa tried to dash back to her corner where Sonya was looking on with concern.

“Come on, Elsie! You can make it!” she cheered on.

Both Jen and Sam were on top of her though and she couldn’t move. Jen hooked the swimmer’s arms back to allow Sam to strip off her top.

“Five points to Submission Sorority!” Monica announced.

“Ahh!” Elsa cried out, unable to break out from the duo’s grip. Jen was fully clamped down, pinning her arms back and hooking her legs with her own. This allowed Sam to go down on her and grope her at the same time. Elsa’s eyes widened and she tilted her head back, feeling Sam’s warm lips come across her mound. She tried to reach down to push her off, but Jen held her arms tight. She was trapped and had to take it.

“Five seconds to get out!” Monica warned Jen.”Thirteen, sixteen…” she started counting out.

Elsa held her breath, having to wait for Jen’s time to run out so that she could get out of the hold. At the fourth second, Jen let go and returned to her corner. Elsa jumped away, trying to race back to Sonya.

“Come on, Els!” Sonya cried out, urging her over.

Sam caught her by the leg and wrapped her own legs around to anchor the Aussie down, then reached back with her free hand to tag Jen.

“Wot? No!” Elsa cried out. “Dis was the plan all along, wasn’t it?!”

“That’s what makes us the Submission Sorority!” Sam goaded. “This match is as good as ours!”

They dragged her back to their corner and **** her legs apart. Jen started licking and sucking while Sam held her down. Every time the count was made for one of them to get back to their corner, they would just tag out again and repeat the process. Sonya was pounding the mat, begging Elsa to break free, but after a while, the attention of two attractive young women fondling her naked body was too much to ignore. Jen and Sam were now freely trading spots, licking Elsa’s neck and shoulder, down to her breasts while the other fingered, licked and sucked her pussy. She suddenly realized that all this attention was edging her closer and closer to orgasm.

“Ahh!” she moaned, lifting her hip up in the air. Jen slid her tongue inside expertly, making it feel even better. Sam groped her tits, leaning back so that Elsa could gaze over at her partner, witnessing this from across the ring, as she came. “AAAAhhh!”

The fact that Sonya was watching helplessly made it feel even more wrong. Suddenly, Elsa snapped back to reality. She didn’t want to let her teammate down!

In the background she could hear Monica still counting out the score. When Jen and Sam switched, she quickly crawled out of their corner. They had gotten lax with their holds when she stopped resisting so this caught them off guard. She made it almost within arm’s reach of her partner when Sam landed on her back and slid down into a headlock. She looked over to Sonya and grinned, licking Elsa’s cheek before flipping her onto her back and opening her up for Jen to add to their score.

All Sonya could do was watch and fume as they made Elsa cum again, coating Jen’s face with her juices.