Knocking On The Wrong Door

[BlackAkuma]

Yo-Yo hated working out. She hated sweating. She hated going to the gym and hanging around other sweaty, smelly people. She hated getting on the treadmill and running until her legs hurt, she hated wiping down the machines, she hated drinking water bottle after water bottle after water bottle. She hated the annoying pop music they played over the loudspeakers, she hated all the creepy women oogling her, she hated lifting weights, she hated doing all the annoying stuff she had to do to keep her body in working shape. If she had her druthers, she would’ve stayed home on this lazy Saturday afternoon, watched some movies, and drifted off to sleep.

Any other day, she might have done that, too. Before Aaliyah came around.

Ever since her cousin had come to Tokyo and joined LAW, she’d been up her ass all the way, staying on her about training and getting her into an actual schedule. Not that Yo-Yo had never worked out before, but she liked to do it whenever she felt like it, not when she was going off some schedule she had to adhere to. Aaliyah had come up with this whole regimen she needed to stick to, rules she had to follow, what machines she needed to use, and blah blah blah…

It was all such a pain. At first, when Aaliyah came, she thought it would be nice to have her around. Not that Yo-Yo needed it. Sure, she hadn't won a match yet, and the few she had tended to go terribly, but so what? She was in a rut, and she could get it out soon enough. Didn’t need any help, didn’t need to be babysat. Sooner or later, she was going to run LAW. It was just a matter of time.

That was what she kept telling herself, anyway, even now, as she made her way through into the locker room, dripping all over from a hard workout. Aching all over, sweaty in all the worst places, she stripped out of her workout clothes and wrapped a towel around her chest, covering up as she made her way towards the back. There weren’t too many people at the gym today, so she had the place all to herself, a rare opportunity. That meant she would have the sauna all to herself, the perfect spot to cool down after all that.

Yo-Yo turned a corner, grabbed the handle of the sauna door, and…

Locked. It was fucking locked.

”What?” She clicked her teeth and glared at the ‘OCCUPIED’ switch on the handle. She could hear someone inside the room, but couldn't make out who through the fog on the glass. Figured this would be her luck.

But whatever, whoever this was couldn't be in there that long. Yo-Yo would just wait for her to come out, then take her turn. No big deal.

So she waited.

And waited.

And waited.

Five or so minutes later and Yo-Yo’s patience had officially dried out worse than whoever was in that damn sauna. ”Hey! Hurry the fuck up in there?” She gave the door a couple of good kicks, stubbing her toe a little on the second one. ”You don’t own the damn thing, your time’s up!”

[NotoriousGoddess]

Inside the sauna...

Celeste Voss, the "Matriarch of the Sea" lounged on the bench inside. The thick steam was clinging to her toned frame as her towel hugged every curve with barely enough fabric to be considered polite. She stretched with a content sigh, her arms raised over her head as she enjoyed the solitude that she received after receiving back to back matches with some VERY bitchy heels.

"Ohhhhhohoho~ What a divine way to end a workout~" she purred, beads of sweat rolling down her neck and between her collarbone. "If only I had a mojito and the crash of waves to lull me to sleep..."

BANG BANG

The door rattled with an aggressive, impatient knocking and a sharp voice barking at whoever was inside the sauna. Celeste blinked, tilting her head cutely with a surprised pout. "Ara ara~? Someone's in quite the mood."

A second, heavier kick came, followed by even more shouting. Celeste raised an eyebrow, then brought her thicc, long legs in as she stood up with calm elegance. Her height cast a commanding silhouette even through the thick fog as she reached for the door handle. But, instead of opening it immediately, she leaned closer to the steamed up glass, resting a hand on her curvy hip and calling out sweetly to whoever was screaming outside.

"Ufufu~ My my~ What a tone! You'd think I was in hear sunbathing with how eager you are, darling."

She paused, tapping her polished, iridescent colored nail against the glass of the window.

"But, I suppose I have been indulging just a little too long~! Still, there is no need to huff and puff like a petulant little seal trying to claim its rock. I'll be out in a moment~"

Celeste let out a soft giggle, not being cruel or anything, but was teasing the impatient woman outside. She took her own seet time turning around to get her things, her body language radiating grace and poise.

"Honestly," she muttered to herself, stepping towards the door and adjusting her towel over her wrestling attire as she hummed. "Some girls have no appreciation for a proper steam..."

Then, as if to make herself very clear that she was coming out on her own terms, she waited for another ten seconds before finally unlocking the sauna and letting the heat pour out with her as she stepped out the door. She towered over the furious woman, her skin glistening and her eyes amusingly looking downwards at her potential friend... or adversary.

[BlackAkuma]

For a second, Yo-Yo worried that whoever was inside might have passed out. Not that she cared all that much, mind you, but if that was the case, then she’d have to go get security to get them out, and she wasn’t looking forward to any of that rigamarole. All she wanted to do was kick back, relax, and enjoy what was left in the day, preferably with some alone time.

So it was a good thing that it turned out not to be the case. Less of a good thing that whoever was inside still wasn’t coming out.

She stood there, blinking, as the room’s occupant giggled and responded in this cutesy, meek voice, sounding about as threatening as your average schoolgirl. It was enough to make Dizzy’s eyes go into a hard roll. LAW was practically infested with these skinny-ass teen idol wrestlers, silly little bitches who couldn't wrestle their way out of a wet paper bag. Nothing but eye candy. ”No, dumbass, not ‘in a moment’. Time’s up means time is up.”

Yo-Yo tapped the nonexistent watch on her wrist as the woman inside fumbled about, gathered whatever she had, and proceeded to open the door. ”Fucking finally. Shit.” She groaned and fanned away the steam as it came billowing out. ”I swear, it’s like you dumbass little girls don’t know how…to…uh…”

Whatever insult Yo-Yo was cooking lost itself in her throat, as she looked up and found herself staring at an absolute brickhouse of a woman. Stacked and packed with muscle, along with no small amount of curves, this black behemoth dwarfed Yo-Yo, and she couldn't help backing away out of reflex.

”I, uh…” She shook her head quickly, snapping out of it. She knew better than to back down because of size. Wrestling was all about first impressions, and the last thing she needed was for rumors of her to spread and say she was a pushover. It was Stand Your Ground time.

”Fuck are you looking at, Bitchzilla?” She gave the woman a rough push at the side and tried to squeeze past her. ”Out of the way, scoot.”

[NotoriousGoddess]

Celeste blinked slowly while grinning wickedly at the little brat who laid her hands on her pristine body. The shove didn't do that much to Celeste's massive figure, mind you, but the audacity of this little girl being this foul mouthed and bratty to a stranger that she hadn't even met yet struck a chord in Celeste.

"...Ara?"

Before Yo-Yo could take a full step past Celeste, her arm snapped out, catching the bratty, lighter woman by the waist with impossible grace for a woman her size. She twirled around as she brought Yo-Yo closer to her. "Oh? You must be new to proper etiquette, darling~" Celeste purred, her lips curling into a smile as she hugged Yo-Yo against her glossy, sauna-warmed body. The hug compressed the smaller woman's torso. "Ohohohoho~! Did no one teach you how to speak to your betters?" Celeste trilled as she swayed gently with Yo-Yo in her arms, like a mother soothing a child who is throwing a tantrum. "Hmm, what can I do to you.." Celeste pouted while thinking about what she could do to really hammer in a lesson for Yo-Yo. "Hmm, let's see if I can massage some manners into that bratty little body of yours~!"

Celeste squeezed tighter, her breasts mashing into the smaller girl's face as her powerful arms flexed around her midsection. "Hush hush~ You're far too tesne. But fret not, I adore working out some knots~!" She giggled, before lowering her lips and pressing a long, slow kiss to Yo-Yo's cheek. "Mwah!" She shifted her hold ever so slightly, pulling Yo-Yo's face firmly into her bountiful cleavage. "Uufufufufu~ My my, you're so mouth when you breathe," Celeste whispered into her hair. "Let's see if you are just as cute when you can't~" Another kiss, this time to the top of Yo-Yo's head was planted by Celeste, who now sat herself back down on the sauna bench, closing the door with a kick.

She trapped Yo-Yo in her lap, straddling her thigh and locked the unrelenting bearhug in the front. "See? This is much more ladylike~" Celeste purred, her cheek pressed to Yo-Yo's temple. "Hopefully you remember this treatment as a punishment, and not as a reward, or otherwise you might get caught with another very lucky soul~" Celeste's arms pulsed again, squeezing Yo-Yo in bursts as she crushed her with elegant care. She rocked gently, back and forth and back and forth, her eyes half lidded, and her lips raining down a few more kisses across Yo-Yo's forehead. "Oh, darling~ your treatment is far from over~"

[BlackAkuma]

Being a badass - a true badass - was all in how you presented yourself. Yo-Yo might not have the biggest or the fastest or the most skilled when it came to fighting, but none of that would matter much if she projected confidence. She wasn’t a pushover, but was somebody to be respected, and if she could get that started with whoever this was, that was fine by her.

Head held, she stepped past the big woman, and-

All of the sudden, the woman’s arm was coming around her, what she recognized as an attack. Yo-Yo brought her fists up, always ready to throw down, but the big bitch wasn’t looking to throw hands. No, she pulled her into a hug, one that…well, didn’t feel bad. There was no denying she had a killer body, and it felt great pressing against Yo-Yo’s bare skin. For a second, she was loving it.

Then it got tighter. And tighter. And tighter, still. Reaching crushing pressure in short order. Yo-Yo tried to squirm, but those arms were implacable, shutting down any chance of escape. ”What the fuck, what the fuck, get the fuck off me you big, dumb cu-”

Yo-Yo’s biting - and in her opinion, highly accurate - curses were cut short when the woman pulled her into her breast, covering her face in folsom flesh with a breast smother. She’d seen moves like this done on people before and always figured they were a gag, not something she should take seriously.

Well, she was in one now, and damned if she couldn't breath. So maybe not a joke at all. She fought and squirmed as she was pulled into the sauna and brought onto the woman’s lap, carried like a little child and held with ease, all while the madwoman peppered her head with kisses. Needless to say, it wasn’t doing wonders for Yo-Yo’s mood, and if the bitch thought she would take this and just let it happen, she was about to learn just how wrong she was.

Punches. Yo-Yo couldn't get much power in them like this, but she threw them all the same, ramming her fist into the big woman’s sides as much as she could get away with.

[NotoriousGoddess]

Celeste giggled to herself as the smaller woman squirmed in her bosom. "Now now, mind your manners. We should not say such words, you foul mouthed rodent~" Celeste chuckled. When she got into the sauna, she rocked her body front and back, cradling Yo-Yo while still in the hug.

Then came the punches. They were rapid in nature. Celeste's muscular frame and bulky exterior did help her tank some of the damage, but she now knew it was time to loosen the tight bearhug. "Oooh, a true fighter it seems, shame you have that attitude on you... most honorable wrestlers do not. Let's fix that!" Celeste beamed as she loosened the hug, moving her arms to catch Yo-Yo's punches. She then interlocked her fingers with Yo-Yo's, and pulled her by the arms into her plush and ample bust. She kept her breasts precisely shoved in Yo-Yo's face, showing off her assets to the shorter woman.

"Hmmm, I think some smothers could do you well~" Celeste turned to the side, before shifting her weight onto Yo-Yo, making her fall on the bench on top of her back, with Celeste falling on top of Yo-Yo, still keeping her in her breasts. "Shh, we have all the time in the world right now, so just reflect on your decisions and maybe I'll keep you closer to my body in a much nicer way, darling~" Celeste said as she shifted side to side ever so slightly, rocking Yo-Yo's face with her as she went. "You did seem to like it the first time, SO it is very possible that I can provide you with some cuddles from my fresh-sauna warmed body afterwards~" She said, as she drew out the smother.

She then turned her upper body to the side, bringing Yo-Yo's body along for the ride as well. Then, she brought all of her weight on top of Yo-Yo, untill....

SLAM!

Celeste was now directly on top of Yo-Yo, keeping her face snug in her boobs! "Now, how about we start with apologizing, shall we? I will give you a reward for each good thing you do, but if you respond like a brute I just might have to tame you~" She said, increasingly pushing her boobs deeper into Yo-Yo's face as she said that, before backing up, pinning her arms and legs to the floor with her hands and thighs, still keeping her bust level to her face. "Now, what do you say about your unwomanly usage of such profanity, my dear~?"

[BlackAkuma]

Okay. So. Yo-Yo might not have been the smartest person ever, by any stretch of the imagination, but she could admit when she was wrong. Eventually. When the truth was staring her dead in the face and she had no other choice. This would definitely qualify as one of those times. Going in, she had thought she could play this through intimidation, but now that she was trapped in here, she had to face facts: picking at fight with a woman nearly twice her size wasn’t the smartest of ideas.

It was a little too late to do anything about that, though, now that Celeste had her tight in her clutches. She’d thought the punches might do a little something to take the fight out of this wrecking ball of a woman, but no - the way she acted, you would’ve thought she didn’t feel them, like they just bounced off, no doubt. The woman wasn’t a bodybuilder, but underneath all those - admittedly pleasing - curves, there was no shortage of muscle. Way, way more than Yo-Yo could ever fight against.

What little resistance she could muster was snuffed out as her arms were snagged and she found herself pressed on the bench, with Celeste’s smothering weight on top of her. Yo-Yo tried to squirm, looking for some area of comfort, but there was absolutely none to be had. Celeste was pouring over her, enveloping her, covering her, engulfing her…

The slam brought her back to reality, leaving Yo-Yo to gasp and gawk as Celeste mounted and pressed deep. It was hard to breath like this, but she could do it, and she sucked in as many lungful as she could while the woman continued to taunt her. She didn’t want profanity?

”I…I say…” She muttered, summoning what resolve she could find. ”I say you can either fuck off or kiss my ass…pick one…”

[NotoriousGoddess]

Celeste's brow arched, high, sharp, and amused as she felt Yo-Yo's smart little mouth press defiantly against her palm. The audacity! Even now, squirming in her grip, cheeks burning and sweat glistening along her skin, this bitch still had some bite to her!

"Oooohhh~?" Celeste purred, her voice low. "You still got some fight left in you? Such a shame for it to get extinguished~" Celeste teased. Celeste heard her ultimatum, but did not abide by it, and instead wrapped her thighs around the poor woman and squeezed tightly. Her free hand slid up to her cheek, Celeste cupping her face tenderly, fingers pushing back a lock of sweat-stuck hair as she leaned in close.

"Mmm, I love that, but you must learn your lesson now~" With a swift shift of her hips, she squeezed Yo-Yo once more, making sure that the breath was taken out of the poor girl, before loosening her grip. In the time that it took for Yo-Yo to breathe an incomplete breath, Celeste planted her insanely thicc and plump backside onto Yo-Yo's face! The sauna's soft lighting caught the gleam of her skin, every curve of her glistening body radiating dominance. Celeste adjusted her seat so that she could sit more comfortably, before raising Yo-Yo's lower body. She reached in front of herself, pulling up her legs and hugging her back. She gave Yo-Yo's ass a pat, and then a biiiig SPANK! "Still feeling mouthy over there, sweetheart~?" Celeste said. leaning backwards, looking at Yo-Yo's completely submerged face. "From up here, I'm hearing nothing at all~"

The smiling on her lips intensified as she brought her own face closer to Yo-Yo's own behind. Celeste then planted one kiss located on Yo-Yo's cheek. Then another one on the other cheek. Then another, and another, and another, the sound between Celeste's lips and Yo-Yo's rear becoming more audible every smooch. "About your ultimatum, I didn't really feel like doing the former option, so I hope this will suffice you~"

[BlackAkuma]

Yeah, Yo-Yo needed to learn how to keep her mouth shut—big character flaw, on her part. She had a history of writing checks with her body that her mouth couldn't always cash, and she sometimes got pulled into crazy shit. More often than not, Aaliyah would come along to help her out of that sort of thing, and things would be cool after that. Just kind of the way it always went down.

But not this time. This time, she was alone, she was trapped, she had nowhere to go, and she had managed to piss off a much bigger, much stronger woman than she could deal with. No escape plan, no last-minute saves. She was just kind of screwed.

She fought and thrashed about as Celeste’s thighs wrapped around and applied their crushing pressure, digging deep into her body with a relentless, brutal force. Having a body like this so close, all luscious and tempting, would’ve been a treat almost any other time but, today it was torture, as she had to fight for every single breath that came out of her body.

Limp and lifeless, she was flipped over and released for a moment - or so she thought, until she saw Celeste’s engulfing ass nearing her face. ”No-” Her protests were cut off as the woman abruptly turned her face into a throne, plopping down and plunging her into a hot, sweltering darkness of flesh.

Yo-Yo’s screams reverberated through Celeste’s body, and only grew louder as she began to spank her ass, with each stinging slap echoing through the room. The kisses that came after were a welcome change, but she frankly too out of it to enjoy them - no, instead, she was more focused on desperately trying to get a breath, vainly pushing at the woman’s titanic hips. She would’ve had better luck moving boulders.