Melody Hainsworth vs Mabelle "La Araignée" Marquette

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Melody looked down, shock briefly cutting through the pain of the hold as she heard Mabelle moaning, and she saw the French wrestler lying back carelessly, enjoying every second of this.

Then Mabelle's legs squeezed tighter and Melody let out a sharp, high-pitched yelp of pain.

"You'll leave this hold when I want you to leave this hold."

"Let ... me ... go!" Melody quipped desperately, trying to twist her body from side to side to loosen the hold, to no avail. Her opponent moaned again and the legs squeezed tighter again, causing Melody to gasp, her eyes rolling for a moment as the air was pushed out of her body. She closed her eyes, shaking her head from side to side, as though denying the reality of her situation. She bit her lip, desperate not to let out any more exclamations that would add to Mabelle's twisted pleasure, but the toll on her bruised rib was getting worse every second.

A third, hard squeeze; another moan and Melody couldn't hold it in any longer. She cried out in pain, her shrill voice cutting through the air before she tipped forward, her body going limp and her head falling towards Mabelle's lap, her breath coming in shallow gasps.

[BlueResonance]

Mabelle watched her prey squirming between her legs. She tried to resist. She tried to fight her. She could see up close the contorted face of her opponent. Eyes shut, shaking her head, teeth clenched. She was on verge. She could feel it. She could HEAR it! That biting of her lip... she was so close. Just one more...

There it was. After her third pulsing of her legs, she heard it. A scream of pure anguish! The sound of it send goosebumps down her spine. "Uhh~! Oh... that was a delightful cry, miss Melody... Such a wonderful voice!" She opened her legs, laying them on the canvas in a perfect split while the redhead was sucking in shallow breaths. She runs a a hand along her auburn locks, brushing them behind her ear. "You've been a wonderful partner so far... so I'll let you taste a move I made many a girl submit to in my other league." She purrs.

Before Melody can protest, like her namesake, her legs wrap around the outside of partner's thighs, and spreads them apart. She keeps her ankles locked behind Melody's calves, forcing her legs out in a painful split, for those less flexible, and then her hands clamp on Melody's tits, digging her nails into them, and starts to lift her body off hers, holding her up by her tits! Her nails were leaving small, red dots as they dug into Melody's breasts.

Spoiler

"Do you like it? You are now enduring my Piège Séduisant. It's a wonderful move, non?" She coos, her eyes never leaving Melody's expression as she traps her in one of her signature moves!

[arktriumph]

Melody gasps with relief when Mabelle's legs finally part, leaving her to slump down against her opponent's body, trying to recover.

Melody feels Mabelle's hand running through her hair, but right now she's not in a position to stop her. She groans, still trying to get her breath back as the French woman mocks her. The match has been a disaster for Melody so far, and she is desperately trying to think of a way to turn the tables on her opponent.

"You've been a wonderful partner so far... so I'll let you taste a move I made many a girl submit to in my other league."

And an instant later things get worse. Melody let's out a strangled moan of pain as Mabelle locks her ankles behind Melody's calves, forcing the British beauty's legs apart into a painful stretch. Then, to Melody's shock and horror, Mabelle grabs her breasts! A screech of agony, shock and disbelief rips from Melody's throat as she is pushed up by her breasts, her opponent's nails digging into her.

"What are you DOING?!" she gasps in desperation, grabbing Mabelle's wrists with her hands but unable to do anything more to break the hold. "Get your ... hands ... off me!" She's never been subjected to a move like this before! Mabelle's nails dig deeper and Melody's mouth drops open in a wordless cry, her eyes rolling back as the pain starts to overwhelm her. She wriggles helplessly, trapped in the sadistic French wrestler's embrace, whimpering in pain every time Mabelle clutches tighter. It doesn't take long for Melody's arms to fall limp by her sides, her resistance quickly crumbling in the face of the the submission. Tears began to well in her eyes and she knew she couldn't take much more...

[BlueResonance]

This girl had danced with her every step of their match so far. She had danced to her lead, every step of the way. She reacted just how she hoped with every new step she took this wonderful red haired woman through. The emotions from this girl, they had been wonderful! Absolutely sublime! But Melody's reaction to her signature move... she shuddered from it. The desperate look in her eyes. The protest. The way her mouth dropped open and her eyes rolled back, wriggling in her grasp! Struggle, little fly!

A heated moan escaped from Mabelle's cherry lips as she squirmed and writhed in her clutches.

"Is it not wonderful? A beautiful cocktail of pleasure and pain that displays you to the crowd in an exquisite form. You can feel it, can't you? The flash of cameras.. all around us... forever immortalizing this moment. You've been such a cooperative partner, Madame... you've made me very happy." She coos, and lowers her upper body down just a bit, while still holding her up by her breasts, and leans her head up, to reward her with the taste of her sweet cherry lips.

"Merci beaucoup..." Her words would feel like silk against Melody's ears, with her being so close.

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The pain was getting too much for Melody to handle, her breasts now aching from Mabelle's onslaught, her mind dazed and disoriented as she tried to focus and find someway out of this humiliating predicament. Her cheeks flushed scarlet as she heard Mabelle describe in exquisite detail how this embarrassment would be captured from a hundred different angles, in front of all the LAW fans. She squirmed weakly, shaking her head again.

"Madame... you've made me very happy."

Then Melody felt herself lowered from the position, the pain in her breasts lessening ever so slightly as she was tilted down towards the darkly gorgeous face of her adversary. "Wha-mmmph..." Her mind was sent spinning as Mabelle kissed her, her cherry lips brushing against Melody's. The strange pleasure that her opponent exuded seemed to be affecting Melody as she didn't pull away, her head now a whirl of confusion. Her body went limp, capitulating to Mabelle's twisted advances. Then the French woman slipped her lips away and spoke into Melody's ear.

"Merci beaucoup..."

Melody shuddered and felt her breath catch in her throat, her skin tingling from the woman's breath against her cheek, that sensation mingling with the pain in her legs and breasts to leave the British beauty totally overwhelmed. Her eyes fluttered, her mouth hanging slightly open as she focused on trying to breath and stay conscious.

[BlueResonance]

Mabelle held the kiss with the girl, keeping it gentle and sweet. This girl was barely struggling. Barely putting up a fight. So there was no need for her to get particularly rough with her. It was a shame in a way, but at the same time, wrestling with this girl, and demonstrating her skill to a new audience, this was the perfect way to make her start here.

She breaks the kiss with a gasp. No tongue. This girl earned her soft treatment. She holds her cheeks with her hands, looking up into her eyes. "Your blush makes you look quite adorable, huhu... but lets put this to rest now, shall we?" She asked rhetorically. She starts to roll her over, and lays chest to chest with her while hooking one leg for the pin. "You've been a wonderful dance partner, miss Melody. I won't forget it~" She coos down at her as the ref starts to count.

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Melody felt Mabelle roll her onto her back, her mind still hazy from the lack of air and the French woman's strange, sensuous advances that made her mind spin. She felt Mabelle's chest press against hers as her opponent positioned for a pin, hooking Melody's leg up.

Oh no... she thought dimly as the ref fell down beside them and started to count. Her eyes fluttered as she began to regain control of her thoughts. She couldn't lose like this!

ONE!

TWO!

C'mon, Melody! With a cry of effort, Melody put all her strength into shoving her left shoulder up, trying desperately to get her shoulder off the ground and break the pin before the dreaded three count could arrive.

[BlueResonance]

Mabelle was a little puzzled when she didn't hear a 'three'. She looked down at the girl, and saw her get her shoulder up.

"...What are you doing? The dance is over, madame. This was where it should end. Why did you continue?" She asked.

[arktriumph]

Yes! Melody managed to get her shoulder up off the mat in the nick of time, stopping the final count of the pin. She didn't know how much longer she could go on for, but she didn't want to capitulate to her sadistic opponent so soon. She had to try and fight back.

"You don't get to decide when this ends!" Melody quipped. "I can still beat you, my dear!" And with that, she shoved Mabelle's shoulders as hard as she could, attempting to throw her opponent off of her so she could roll away and get some breathing space.

[BlueResonance]

"You think YOU can lead?- Ahh!!" Mabelle gasped as she's thrown off Melody, and rolls away from her. She starts to stand up, clenching her teeth behind her cherry lips. "You were being SO well-behaved... but now you're being very inconsiderate, madam. You will need to be punished.." She said as she starts to stand up.