A Meeting of Business And Pleasure

[TheSuitedOwl]

Following close behind Misa. Bianca would pull herself out of the pool with a look of indignation. Clearly annoyed that she even had to bother punishing the announcer. Why couldn't she just submit like a good girl and enjoy the rest of their day? Idiot!

Bianca would think as she took her seat and stared down Misa in silence. More for dramatic effect than anything else but she did enjoy the view. Misa despite being cold, wet, and weighted down by fear she still surprisingly looked cuter than a button to Bianca. Though that would hardly save the announcer from her punishment. Bianca had already made up her mind and for better or for worse Misa was going to suffer through it.

"Get on your back." Bianca finally commanded but didn't really wait for a response from Misa. As she pressed her hand against the center of her chest and pushed her down. Then after she took a seat on her chest, Bianca would down and meet Misa's gaze and say. "Have a nice dream." Before she would suddenly jump forward and begin smothering the poor announcer underneath her ass!

[CaptainL]

And...nothing. Misa sat there, watching Bianca and waiting for what seemed like an eternity as she anticipated her next move. She sucked in a gulp, biting her lip nervously, as her body trembled more and more with each passing moment. What was going to happen now? What was Bianca about to do? Misa didn't know, and that made the anticipation all the more painful, as her inner fears gnawed at her with the thoughts of what might never come. Her heart was racing, and her fingers coiled around her knees as she tensed up.

"I-I..." Misa's wavering voice had just begun to pick up when Bianca finally issued her commands. "Well, okay, I-MMF!" Misa knew better than to disobey Bianca, and she was in the process of loweing herself to the floor before Bianca pushed down against her bare chest, laying her against the floor. Misa winced from the sensation, but even that was a mercy compared to what came next!

Before Misa knew it, Bianca had thrown herself through the air, her ass coming down right on top of the announcer's face! "MMMFF!! Mmmf..." She tried to object, though her groans were muffled. Misa's arms grabbed at the air, and her legs kicked out of instinct, but with both breathlessness and fear of retaliation holding her down, she wouldn't be able to do much. The world around her was growing dark and hazy, and her struggles began to slow...

[TheSuitedOwl]

Bianca wouldn't just sit still while she suffocated Misa. She wanted this to be both as memorable and uncomfortable for the announcer as she could. So once the stagehand had started she would make sure to shake and grind her asschecks into Misa's face.

All the while she made sure her captive didn't get the chance to breath and even prolonged her torture. By quickly jumping up and letting her ass bounce off Misa's features! Whenever she began to slow down and seemed about ready to pass out.

[CaptainL]

The edges of Misa's world were blurring as the last reserves of air she had in her lungs were fading fast. Everything felt like it was spinning, and even when she couldn't see much under Bianca's ass anyway, her vision grew hazy and dark. But even in her fading moments, Bianca wouldn't let her be still. Just as Misa felt she had seen the end of it, Bianca suddenly moved again, grinding her hips from side to side to bury Misa's face even deeper into her behind, and giving her a vivid reminder of her predicament!

"AKKGHH! Gah..!" Misa's muffled groans sounded like those of someone drowning as her body jerked and shook. Her arms and legs kicked up in the air in a frantic attempt to push Bianca away, but all it would do was expend her energy further. Soon, her motions slowed down...which was Bianca's cue to buck up and down on top of her, riding her face like a bull! Misa coughed and gagged as she spasmed, each motion of Bianca's hips shoving her further into the stifling smother she found herself in. She winced, a shudder moving through her body. Misa had no idea what was going to befall her now, and she was completely at Bianca's whims.

[TheSuitedOwl]

No matter how much Misa cried in distress or pushed against her derriere. Bianca refused to budge because whether Misa liked it or not she was going to learn what it meant to reject Bianca De Santis the hard way! "Oh shut it! You made your bed now lay in it!" Bianca huffed! Before she would drop her ass particularly hard on Misa's head and then shaked it to really rub it in.

"I was the one who wanted to spend more time together, you big chested bimbo!" Bianca continued. Almost acting as if she wasn't the one smothering Misa. While she rode out the last of Misa's resistance."You got no one to blame but yourself!"

[CaptainL]

"Ah mean-! Ah guess! Ah didn't think! It'd be like! This!" Misa could only speak in short bursts. Bianca was bucking up and down on top of her, with each time she landed on her face cutting her off and leaving her speech muffled - not to mention, her body was jostled and shaken every time Bianca came down on top of her. Furthermore, with how stifling Bianca's smother had been, Misa could hardly breathe, and she gasped for air each time the pressure was lifted off of her, even as every word she spoke used up valuable breath.

All the same, though, this whole experience had awoken something in the announcer. She wasn't sure what it was, or if it was something she needed to be afraid of, but Bianca was right. Even if Misa had tried to escape out of concerns for her career and her professional standing, when it came to personal matters, she was...curious. She'd been stripped, humiliated, tied up, and had to make wagers for her own freedom...and, though she blushed at the thought, it all felt...exciting. In a way she'd never quite experienced anything like before. Perhaps Misa had brought this on herself - but she didn't exactly regret it.

Either way, she felt one last slam from Bianca's behind planting onto her face, and it caused her whole body to shake. Then, slowly, she went still. Misa's cheeks flushed hotter as she felt the pressure of Bianca's ass grinding close against her face, but all she could voice in response was a muffled groan. She couldn't even struggle now, or think clearly. Her energy, physical and mental, had been spent, and now she was running out of air too. Before long, Misa's vision at last grew dark, as the last of her consciousness left her.

[TheSuitedOwl]

While Bianca might not have known exactly why Misa had rejected her offer. Whether it was out of some silly sense of vanity or pride she didn't care, Misa was going to pay. "Oh yeah, well now you do!" Bianca shouted. As she felt the last of Misa's strength leave her but still wouldn't get off until she could feel her shallow breath against her backside.

At which point she would get up and look over her work with a pout. "Next time your going to be mine." Bianca declared before she would walk towards a nearby shelf full of towels and dry herself up. Then after picking up a handful of them she would return back to Misa and using the towels cover up her body. So she wouldn't end up freezing while she was unconscious.

From there it became a simple matter for Bianca. As all she had to do was dress herself and leave. Though before doing so she would make sure to kick Misa's only article of cloth she had, the black shirt Bianca original gave her, into in the water.

[CaptainL]

Misa had tried her best to resist, even as it felt like the air and the will to breathe itself was being smothered out of her against the stifling pressure of Bianca's rear on her face. But in the end, it was useless. Her stamina was spent, and her struggles had only further drained her strength. At last, she could hold on no longer, and Bianca would feel it as the last gasp for air left her, causing Misa to crumple beneath her. With the last few ragged breaths swallowed up in Bianca's backside, Misa's vision grew dark and hazy, and at last, she collapsed.

She didn't know how long she was out, but she awoke some time later, her head spinning. She looked out around her at the now-empty pool - she didn't know what time it was, or how long she'd been there, but it had to be quite late, given the darkness outside the windows and the lack of activity. She was lying wrapped in towels, and she blushed as she felt the cool air on her nearly nude body, pulling the towels closer around her to try and cover herself - no one was around, but she felt compelled to out of instinct. All that she could see was the shirt Bianca had given her, bobbing on the surface of the water.

Misa groaned, rubbing her head. This was not going to be an easy situation to explain.