Isabella Brandt Vs. Gwen Belladonna: High-Rise Rumble

[Devastated]

Apartment Catfight

Rules: Anything goes
Victory Condition: Verbal Submission
Stipulation: The Loser will have to submit verbally by calling the winner "Mommy"
Location: Penthouse set up by LAW management

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lingerie/underwear

Isabella arrived at the rather fancy penthouse, it wasn't too dissimilar to Isabella's own penthouse. The blonde removed her black boots upon entering the apartment, she took the time to also hang up her coat and pull off her black gloves, she removed her watch and any jewellery. This was far from her first tango in an apartment catfight, though this would be her first official one in LAW. Isabella wondered what had taken the LAW management so long, but perhaps it was simply that her reputation had somehow not proceeded her. The blonde ojou stepped into the penthouse and began to wander, she strolled through from room to room. She found a nice bedroom, a guest bedroom, a small home gym, bathroom, then she finally settled into the living room.



The blonde would walk towards the leather couch, taking a seat at the end of the chaise longue, she crossed her legs. Perhaps she had dressed a bit too fancy for what was most likely going to end up with a lot of clothes tearing and ripping. It was the usual song and dance after all. Yet, she didn't regret it. For what was the point of stepping into this sort of contest with raggedy clothes. Besides, if this Gwen Belladonna who was set to be her opponent ruined her clothes...well she'd have even more reason to put her down and force her to submit. The thought forced a small chuckle out of Isabella, she leaned backwards and placed her hands down behind her, stretching out and arching which puffed out her impressive chest as she now only had to wait for her opponent.

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Gwen was second to arrive at he penthouse, admiring the view with a raise of her eyebrows. "Perfect place to put a lesser gal in her place, AND she has to call me mommy? Perfect, perfect." Gwen said confidently as she walked in the door, kicking her shoes off in her usual garb with black lace lingerie underneath. She hadn't worn anything fancy, nor anything to give herself an advantage because naturally, her opponent wouldn't be on top for very long.

Gwen stretched, noticing her opponent on the leather couch with a smirk. "Aren't you dressed elegantly... all to just have it ripped up! Nice boots, too... but they won't make much sense when you're calling me mommy." the cocky heel laughed as she took one final stretch. Gwen nodded to Isabella, offering her hands for a test of strength to begin the match. "Shall we? I'd love to have my fun with you, but I don't think this'll take long..." Gwen winked

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Isabella would wait for Gwen to enter the living room waiting for her to approach the couch which Isabella was sitting on. The blonde would release a soft chuckle as she rose up to her feet, a smirk on her face as she would start to walk up closer to the redhead. "My my, what have we here." Isabella said as she looked Gwen up and down, " Belladonna? Hm, the name clearly isn't a misnomer." Isabella said as she would step up right into Gwen's face.

"I think you are mistaken. I don't plan to have anything of mine ripped up. Your outfit, though, will be torn off your body before you know it." Isabella mused as she noticed the heel raise her arms up and offer a test of strength. " I don't know about that, I like to play with my prey." Isabella teased as she would step up with raised arms herself. She'd lock hands with Gwen and in that instant she would press her frame firmly against Gwen, ramming her chest into the redhead's as she would start to try to overpower the redhead!

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Gwen's bravado suddenly showed cracks, her face slightly red as the confident Isabella called her her prey. "I-I won't be losing a single piece of clothing tonight! You're going to be mine, and you're going to thank your mommy!" She mocked defiantly.

Isabella accepted the test of strength, and in her arrogance, Gwen felt this was a perfect start to the match. Until it wasn't. Gwen grunted, pushed back a step as Isabella pressed her chest against her, trying to hold her ground but slightly losing ground. "Y-You made a mistake... you're... mine!" She groaned, trying to hold the test of strength, in danger of being overpowered to start the match as she nearly lost her balance!

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Isabella found the faltering bravado of Gwen rather cute, and when she heard her stutter slightly it only encouraged Isabella to further try and fluster the redhead! As she and Gwen locked up for their test of strength the blonde started off by ramming her chest into her foe's! She felt how she slightly gained ground over her foe, a smirk creeping up on the blonde's lips as she heard her foe groan out.

The Tyrant released a grunt of effort as she pressed even more firmly up against Gwen, she'd take a step forward and attempt to force Gwen back a step in the process! "Your bark is quite adorable, little pup." Isabella teased as she would then try to take one more step forward and attempt to force Gwen back further. " However, you shouldn't bark at your mistress so much or she'll be forced to discipline you." Isabella spoke cockily as she would then try to overpower Gwen and throw her down onto her back on the floor with the blonde landing on top.

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Gwen couldn't believe she was being overpowered so quickly by the beautiful blonde bombshell. Gwen did her best to press her chest back against Isabella, but still continued to lose ground slowly but surely as she was pushed back!

"Bark? Little pup?! Cocky isn't how you act around your superior. You will address me as... m-mistress?" Gwen's face went red, distracted by Isabella's confident words as she met the blonde's gaze. Her intense red eyes only served to bring out her beauty even more, and Gwen was taken aback. That moment of hesitation served to cost the red head, speeding up her process of losing her balance as a surge of energy threw her onto her back on the floor, legs giving out as her eyes widened! Isabella landed squarely on top of the cocky heel as Gwen let out an angry yell, trying to fight back but currently unable to overpower the dominant blonde!

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Isabella continued to push and shove into Gwen as they struggled against one another in this test of strength, it seemed as if the actions of the blonde had flustered the redhead though as she began to push her back further and even got to see that red tint on her face. A sign that there was weakness, like a shark smelling blood in the water Isabella decided to go on the offensive and thrust herself against Gwen!

The sudden attack threw the redhead off balance and they soon toppled onto their back with Isabella landing on top. The blonde grunted out as she landed atop her foe, and quickly felt how Gwen tried to fight her way out from underneath her! The blonde smirked, she didn't have the intention of simply pinning Gwen down though. She quickly tried to push up and straddle the belly of her foe, releasing the hands of Gwen before quickly attempting to fire off a slap to the face with her right hand and follow it up with an immediate left slap to the other cheek!

"Phew~ now that the little grapple is over and we've determined who of us is the 'Top'. I think it's high time to begin getting catty." Isabella would say with a mischievous smirk on her face.

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Things seemed to go from bad to worse in mere minutes for Gwen to start the match. The red-head had clearly underestimated her blonde opponent, and now paid the price, blushing to inspire Isabella even further.

Gwen's attempt at rebellion was quelled as Isabella straddled her impressively, pushing Gwen's hands away and slapping her in the fact! "Y-You bitch! How dare you smack me, when I get on top it's over for you. You'll regret-...." She trailed off as she was slapped by the left hand this time. For just a brief moment, Gwen thought of how Isabella looked and acted like a mommy domme, straddling her powerfully, teasing her with slaps... and that thought only enraged her even further. "C-Catty... you won't... you're mine!" Gwen yelled, trying to summon the strength in her arms to shove Isabella off balance, though it would be difficult from her position!