Aleah Esfandiar - The Sleeping Empress VS Mei Ito - The Demon Child

[LawHell]

Aleah chuckled wickedly as she forcefully pressed the woman's face into her chest, eager to cut off her air supply entirely. "Oh, sweetie," she purred, her voice dripping with seductive malice, "I promise you a night you'll never forget—one that'll leave you begging for more. But first, be a good girl and go to sleep." Her tone was teasing, but the wicked glint in her eyes revealed her true intentions as she struggled to keep control while wrestling with Mie.

Each punch to Aleah's side drew a low, taunting laugh from her, though she fought to stay on top as Mie bucked beneath her. She could feel her grip beginning to falter, a thrill running through her at the challenge. If Mie managed to break free, Aleah would roll away, laughing darkly even as she left herself open to attack—a dangerous game, but one she relished. But if she maintained the hold, Aleah would coo mockingly into Mie's ear, tightening her grip and wrapping her legs around Mie's body like a serpent squeezing its prey, determined to knock her out and savor every moment of her helplessness.

[Rougue]

Meis spot was really really bad. Her face was buried in ehr opponents cleavage and with each strike she did against her opponent, more oxygen left her system, making her punches weaker and less effective than they already are. While she struggled in her opponents embrace, Mei breathed faster and her opponents words felt like a mockery, making the situation even worse. She knew that passing out was not equal to losing the fight. So it would give Aleah ample time to prepare worse scenarios than just a smother for Mei.

Since every tries to break out seemed to be futile against the woman who was a lot heavier than she was, the black haired woman had to go to the next idea she had. Mei would open her mouth and bite down on her opponents chest. If this would make the other woman move away with her chest from the, the black haired woman would attempt to roll backwards and get on her knees to then get up on her feet again. Still she lost a lot of air and her brain felt a lot less active. So even if she breaks out Mei would still feel exhausted from the smother and a lot less active, giving the woman still an advantage.

[LawHell]

Aleah hadn't expected Mei's sudden move, and the unexpected pain drew a sharp cry from her lips. She released Mei and pushed herself back up, an irritated growl escaping her throat. But rather than frustration, a sly grin spread across Aleah's face. "Oh, darling," she purred, her eyes gleaming with a mix of annoyance and amusement, "I didn't think you had it in you to make me scream. But if you wanted to get up close and personal, all you had to do was ask."

Aleah would try to close the gap towards Mei, moving with a calculated grace. She tried to slip to Mei's side and, in a swift, practiced motion, aimed to hook Mei's arm with her leg, draping it over her shoulder. Aleah then wrapped her own arms around Mei’s other arm, pulling it across her body with a firm, almost possessive grip.

If her move was successful, Aleah would lean in close, her breath hot against Mei's ear. "Let’s see how flexible you really are," she taunted as she began to lock in the Standing Octopus Hold. She would start to apply pressure, bending Mei’s body into a painful stretch while maintaining her own balance with practiced ease. The crowd would watch, captivated by Aleah's control, her expression a mix of wicked pleasure and superiority.

"What's wrong, sweetheart? Feeling a little tied up?" she teased, her smile widening as she continued to press the hold though she would her free hand to creep up from below Mei and rub her crotch tormenting her as she could not help herself. However, if Mei managed to slip away or counter the move, Aleah would need to adapt quickly, or it could end badly fore her.

[Rougue]

"I am gonna make you scream my name until it is branded into your vocal cords."
Mei says as she got free from the unwelcome hug she got from her opponent but was still feeling the heat from the smother on her face. However, while she might have gotten free, the other woman was still looking hungry.

Mei saw that her opponent was once again coming at her, but she did not have the power yet to fight back and so she let the other woman do as she pleased, much to her annoyance. The black haired woman groaned in pain from the pressure on her back as the woman bend her backwards. It was quite uncomfortable but nothing the smaller woman couldn't handle.

"I feel more annoyed than anything else."
The woman says as she groaned from the pain. To escape Mei starts to wiggle slightly in her opponents grasp to get a feel of how much she could move at the momement, without overextending her back.
"Hey-What?"
Mei says as she gets surprised by the feel of her opponent putting her hand on her crotch. She let out a bit moan but thanks to that shift, it felt like there was a lot less pressure on her back and so Mei would attempt to move her leg behind one of Aleahs to then make the woman trip, by trying to push her opponent backwards.

[LawHell]

she toyed with Mei, barely listening to the young woman's protests. She had all the power at this moment, and she knew it. "Oh, sweetie," Aleah cooed teasingly, "save your breath." With a wicked grin, she leaned in closer, running her fingers suggestively along Mei's body as if she were savoring the control, lightly brushing across Mei's crotch, almost mockingly.

She was in no rush, enjoying every second as she tightened her octopus hold, making Mei struggle. "You like this, don't you?" Aleah taunted, her voice dripping with flirty malice, drawing out every word. But before Aleah could really sink into the hold, Mei shifted her weight, and in a sudden burst of energy, they both tumbled to the ring floor.

Aleah hissed under her breath, quickly trying to maintain control as they hit the mat. If she could, she'd transition into a grounded version of the octopus hold, this time even more determined to bend Mei to her will. If she got lucky and locked it in, Aleah would let her fingers sneak under Mei's waistband, a playful yet dangerous touch to fluster her opponent.

But if Mei slipped away, Aleah would be forced to make some distance, regroup, or face the brutal counterattack she knew Mei was capable of. Either way, Aleah was ready to play this game to the end.

[Rougue]

Mei started to get frustrated that she couldn't get out of the situation. Aleah did perform a solid hold and the difference in statue made it a lot more difficult to get out of the hold. Still Mei was not gonna let the other woman have her way and touch her crotch, without any way of fighting back. With a little shift of her center of gravity, Mei manages to change the position and move them on the ground.

With Mei on top now, she thought that this could give her a better advantage, but her opponent, didn't give up so easily. She tries to trap Mei in an octopus hold on the ground as well, resulting in sneaking a hand under her waistband.
"Mmhh...! Let me go you underfucked horny slut."
Meis face turns red as she let out a small burst of rage. Her situation didn't get much better but Aleah sure did get a bit of value out of it by teasing the smaller woman more.

Mei attempts to wiggle, bashing around on top of the other woman, groaning and moaning from the pleasure and pain the hold was causing her in the moment. She attempts to turn her body around until her stomach was on top of Aleahs, denying her the great access to her crotch/ waistband. And if that works, a red coloured Mei would attempt to headbut Aleah on her nose.

[LawHell]

Aleah’s hold was secure, her body pressing down on Mei with precise control, every movement in the Octopus Hold designed to maximize the pressure and discomfort. Her hand slid under Mei’s waistband, slowly and teasingly, further cementing her dominance over the smaller woman. Aleah couldn’t help but grin, her confidence building with every groan and shift of Mei’s body beneath her.

“Mm, you’re doing great, sweetheart,” Aleah purred, her voice dripping with mock affection as she leaned in close. “But no matter how much you squirm, you’re not getting away.” The submission was tight, and Aleah made sure Mei could feel every inch of her power.

She applied even more pressure, forcing Mei into an agonizing stretch, while her hand toyed with Mei’s waistband before it would slip inside her outfit, delighting in the discomfort and humiliation she was inflicting. "You’re just not strong enough to break free, huh?" Aleah taunted, her lips near Mei’s ear as she let out a soft moan of satisfaction. “I told you, I’m in control now.”

Aleah continued to tease, tightening her grip with each movement. The crowd could feel the tension building, captivated by the wicked interplay of control and submission. Aleah was in her element, taunting Mei, making sure the other woman could do nothing but endure. She even ran her hand over Mei’s side slowly, drawing out the struggle, savoring her superiority.

But, in her overconfidence, Aleah failed to notice the shift in Mei’s center of gravity. Mei, pushed to the brink and determined not to let Aleah have the last word, managed to twist her body just enough to reposition herself. With a burst of strength, Mei managed to get her stomach on top of Aleah’s, blocking her access to Mei’s waistband, her body now facing Aleah’s.

Before Aleah could even register the change, Mei launched a vicious headbutt, her forehead crashing into Aleah’s nose with a sharp crack. The blow was sudden and brutal, knocking Aleah’s head back with surprising force, and causing her to lose the hold entirely. The sharp pain from the impact sent a jolt through Aleah’s senses, momentarily stunning her, and in that instant, her grip faltered, leaving her open to Mei’s next move.