Nachi and Yoko - Rubbing it In!

[ragaz]

As i said, we both know that i'm considerably weaker than you and this is the perfect way to shove it in one's face, which is disrespect. I'm sure you know what i mean, you don't look stupid to me, Nachi-San. Yoko felt as Nachi wrapped her arms around the red beauty and lifted her up, so that they were belly to belly level.

After Nachi locked her abs with Yoko's and started slowly rubbing their bellies together, Yoko felt the kind of sensation that she never felt before. It was arousing her by having only their abs rubbing against the other. Yoko never expected it would have such an effect. Ahh, uhh! Yoko moaned in pleasure, enjoying their little embrace. If i ever need a massage, i'll know who to call. Ah! Yoko both joked and was serious at the same time.

Thanks for the compliment, but to my opponent's defence, she ain't a joke either. Anyway, i do plan on defeating her in the future. That's why i'm working on my abs... Yoko continued to enjoy her embrace until she made up her mind. You were talking about some ''other ways''. So how about a deal - if can endure whatever you have planned for me, you're going to enlighten me about those ''other ways'', how about it? I'm not sure if i look it, but i'm always willing to learn. So, show me what you've got, woman, i can take it! Yoko would then prepare her body for the worst, since she suspected that this was going to be quite rough.

[LunarOcean]

"The fact that you take things so personally makes it much more disrespectful on your own part." Before Yoko could quip back a reply Nachi would lean backwards, pushing out her tummy and forcing Yoko into the classic scenario of be flexed or be flattened. Rows of tense muscles grew harder still as the true strength of Nachi revealed itself not visually but physically. Two strong arms had wrapped around Yoko's body but rather than the typical bearhug positioning where both forearms were tightly packed, Nachi spread them out. She didn't want the woman's upper and lower bodies angling outwards from the force.

She wanted every inch of her between her breasts and waist to press into hers. With one arm just beneath her breasts and the other at bellybutton level, Yoko's stomach and the muscles protecting it would be set upon by a powerful wave of intimate strength. Multiple rows of tensed muscle, shaped like the topography of a slightly uneven hilltop, crushed into Yoko's. They shook lightly from the force yet given by her body language, she wasn't pumping her full power into her. It was but a calculated surge of force, one not meant to destroy Yoko in one go but slowly cause that toned tummy of hers to gradually cave inwards, waiting for the last ounces of her muscular tension to break; for her hard tummy to turn soft and mold obediently to hers.

"As a consequence of your poor behaviour combined with your willingness to learn, consider this your first test." Nachi spoke, a slight pant to her voice as she maintained her strength. "Survive this squeeze for... about as long as I feel is satisfactory. Just a straight press; let's see if you can beat my other pupil's records."

[ragaz]

Yoko was in the most pleasant embrace she has been in up to this point. Having Nachi's muscular midriff press against Yoko's toned belly, caving in slowly with every moment. Their abs locking in with one another, as if constructing with lego pieces. Ahh... Uhh... Yoko moaned into her generous opponent as their tummies, and crotches were getting pressed into each other. Also Yoko breasts were starting to mush against Nachi's rack.
Did i mention that you are sexy, Nachi-san? Yoko just came out and said what was on her mind, without thinking about it as she was slowly getting around by Nachi's caring touch and press.

My poor behaviour is my general response to arrogance. Yoko then heard Nachi's challenge and of course she had to accept it. Sounds like a challenge to me. I accept, so show me what you've got Nachi-san, i can take it. After saying this, Yoko would wrap her legs around Nachi's and get ready to receive what Nachi has to offer for the redhead.

[LunarOcean]

"It's rather arrogant to assume everyone is trying to snub you. Perhaps I shall have to discipline you truly..." Warningly, the interlocking kiss of abdominal muscles grew asymmetrical and lopsided. Nachi's muscles tensed and hardened, their particular shape becoming better defined before pushing into her plaything's stomach. Where once those abs molded to hers, now they would look like they would melt under the powerful, erotic strain. From the side, the spectators could see a strong, toned tummy becoming a barrier of strength and now a battering ram, slow-motion crushing into a desperate defence of young, tight muscles gradually being pushed back into the sweaty skin they emerged from.

"And calling me sexy? Please, don't criticize my behaviour right after flattering me." She smirked, casually walking around the ring. With each breath she took, her impossibly hard tummy expanded before reclining. Each time it would be just a few millimetres of ground gained yet the crushing pressure almost spiked each time she simply inhaled through her nostrils. Worse, Nachi's breasts were nearly as dense as her muscles. It was pleasurable to feel them mash against one's chest but equally painful with the fact that as their shoulders closed distance, so did the pressure of the docking mount immensely. Yoko's impressive bust was quickly going to be forced to mushroom and spread out over her collarbone.

"You have an impressive tummy I must say. Not enough to match a heavyweight... but you would be the kind of girl we would fight over to have as a personal rubbing post." She said, arching her tummy forward and slowly dragging Yoko's abs, hard and tensed from desperation and arousal, over Nachi's sandpaper-frictious tummy. A row of impeccably sculpted tone would slice, dig, and bite across Yoko's as it was rubbed against them, up and down five times. It was the kind of rubbing that would drive any hard tummy aflame with delight, the pleasure making one more tense from arousal yet more sensitive to further affections both rough and soft.

"I wonder how long until your tummy says what your lips won't however~" Nachi teased, the pressure having reached an immense level... and with her looking barely like she was breaking a sweat over it. Nachi was waiting for when her muscular tension would break and her resistant tummy would become soft and welcoming, unable to stop her own from asserting dominion over it.

[ragaz]

Perhaps... The military did fail at that, i tell you. Then soon Nachi changed her mode from pleasure to rough as she punched her abs into Yoko's. Nachi's abs began forcefully push Yoko's abs back into her stomach, despite being tensed up, it was as if Nachi's abs occupied Yoko's tummy.

Nachi started walking around the ring, carrying Yoko and pressing her muscular belly deeper into Yoko's with every breath she took Ghhh.. Yoko grit her teeth to endure this. She knew this was just the beginning, though. Ahh, Argghh! Pain mixed in with pleasure as Nachi's hard as rock belly and breasts pressed harder against Yoko with every passing second. Yoko's bust was getting crushed by Nachi's unforgiving rack.

Thanks for the compliment, i'd love to have a rubbing session with your disciple over there. Anyway, i'm hoping that you could improve my tummy. And then the real rubbing began. Yoko could even hear the friction between her and Nachi's bellies grinding. It felt as if Yoko's abs were getting sandpaper'd. Nachi drove up and down on Yoko's abs with her own. If Yoko had to describe the friction, then she would say that Nachi could ignite a fire between their bellies, like people did using flint back in the day. Yoko's midriff reddened after the five rubs, but she endured, gritting her teeth.
Getting out of shape? Yoko would jokingly ask, however it didn't look like Nachi had much of a sense of humor.

Yeah... I wonder that myself. Yoko wasn't intending in throwing the towel when the things just started. She had to show this woman that it isn't a walk in the park to break Yoko.

[LunarOcean]

"If you think Yahagi will show mercy, you will be disappointed." Nachi replied, momentarily loosening up to let Yoko's raw, pained tummy breathe. If she exhaled, her abs would bush ever so lightly against Nachi's pristine set. Just a slight touch would set Yoko's now sensitive tummy alight with pleasure and electrifying sensation. Her breasts had also slightly unsuctioned from her opponent, allowing a brief respite. "You're quite sensitive; it's somewhat cute. Girls like you like to talk tough yet not even 15 minutes in and your body is speaking its secrets."

For emphasis, she lightly brushed her own abs, tensed near maximum, over the red and almost blisteringly sore tummy of Yoko. It would be like running one's fingers over a recently opened wound but the pleasure would be mixed in with the pain, lingering like invisible fires that caressed and teased nerves, skin, and psyche.

It was hard to tell if she was showing mercy or toying with her. Lightly, she began to press and nick, catching her abs against an opponent's and lightly pulling upwards. Her own tummy would seemingly struggle to move over Yoko's as her inflamed abdominal muscles caught her torturer's against them. Pressure and sensual tension would build up before with a *schwip!* sound, Nachi's abs would nick over hers, grinding with heated friction like matches being struck but it was Yoko's belly that would burn with pleasure, far more than the ponytailed wrestler's did.

All the while, she was starting to smile.

[ragaz]

After those several rubs, Nachi gave a bit of room to breathe for the red bombshell, loosening up the hold. Those few rubs were enough to make Yoko's abs more sensitive, which meant that it's only gonna get harder from here on.
Well, i'm sorry that i don't meet your expectations. I can take the pain, but pain mixed up with pleasure is a new sensation for me. Yoko's increased sensitivity was soon proven true when Nachi lightly brushed over her abs with her own. It was a bit painful and somewhat a pleasant sensation. Yoko restrained herself from moaning and instead let out some hot breaths at Nachi. Each time Yoko breathed in and out, her abs would tap agains't her opponent's tempered steel.

Yoko felt her opponent starting to press harder against her, their bodies would again come into forceful contact as Nachi's breasts and belly started slowly crushing Yoko's counterparts again. Yoko would let out slight moans when Nachi started working her over again. What Nachi could offer to Yoko, was more friction upon her reddened belly. It seemed like Nachi wanted to start a fire on Yoko's belly, but wanted to enjoy it first. Yoko would however harden her abs as much as she could. She would not just let herself get dominated without putting up a fight first. I'm ready. Yoko would declare. She knew she was no match for her opponent, but she still wanted how well she could do.

[LunarOcean]

"So the tough girl act is a facade. Tsk tsk, time to find something a little less cliche." Nachi joked. Before Yoko would be able to wisecrack a response, Nachi's arms both moved to her lower back and behind her stomach. One was a bit higher than the other but compared to the prior hug, this one wasn't meant to cause her upper and body to dip out vertically and make them resemble a human capital "K".

Nachi simply redirected all the pressure to their tummies.

The physical shock would be powerful, enough to completely cancel the pleasure as an immense wave of pressure rocked Yoko's core. It would rapidly travel through her entire body from just how fast Nachi's flex came. Muscles that already felt like they could crush her to her spine if she fell on Yoko grew impossibly harder in the frenzy of friction and intimacy. They bulged with strength, growing even more resolute. The skin across them stretched and where they previously slightly molded to her plaything's, now they were as immovable as granite.

Yoko had hardened her abs and Nachi remembered that tight, carefully toned feeling as they lodged into hers. Yoko was not a weak woman and truthfully, in a straight grindfest, she would not go down easily.

Yet she was also a very mouthy, arrogant woman. Her mouth seemed to always be loaded with boastfulness and wit... things that to Nachi, had to be earned. As her pupil for the day, Nachi had to discipline her. When she had flexed that belly of hers at full power so boldly, it was so defiant but also irresistible.

Yoko was hopefully outmatched. Nachi's iron abs would not scrape up and down or rub in place. They would hold in place, trapping her in a crushing vice grip with her arms, crushing the air and strength out of her tummy. She squeezed tight, tighter, even tighter, her arms crossing more and more over her opponent's lower back.

Her brows narrowed and she focused yet she did not seem to be overly exerting herself. The effort was great but her determination was every bit as strong as her stomach... and she wasn't going to stop until she knew Yoko knew that tummy of hers would not hold.

[ragaz]

You know what's more cliche than that? ghhhrrr! Before she could finish her sentence, Nachi had now placed her hands lower, putting all the focus on their bellies now. Nachi proceeded to squeeze Yoko like a python, making the redhead to yell out in pain, but Yoko would soon get her shit together and stop the yells, gritting her teeth. ... Is a strong, yet arrogant woman. Yoko would finally finish what she wanted to say through gritting her teeth and enduring the pain.

As of now, this was pretty much a standart bearhug, albeit the strongest one Yoko has felt so far. It felt like her bones might start cracking soon. Nachi wasn't even grinding her abs against Yoko's, simply pressing the redhead's belly into those steel abs with immense force. No way Yoko was going down from that, Yoko would make sure that the muscular woman would show some respect to her fighting spirit. You know what interests me about this belly grinding thing the most? Ghhh! It's that this seems to be the perfect way for two women to test their willpower against one another. Am i wrong?

Soon after that, Yoko would take action of her own. Yoko would squeeze her own arms around Nachi's waist tighter and use her thighs to push herself upwards from Nachi's thighs, effectively starting to grind her abs that were tensed as hard as Yoko could muster against the iron woman's immovable abs. Must i do this for you? Yoko would say as she would do her best at grinding her abs up and down against Nachi's own, while doing her best to endure the searing pain.

Yoko wanted to make the ever so stoic Nachi show at least the slightest sign of evident strain on her. Be it breaking a sweat, or a slightly pained face, or her showing genuine effort...

[LunarOcean]

"Cliches are based in fragments of truth." Nachi said, unresponsive to Yoko's hands gravelling to her waist. Girls like Yoko usually had to be broken and tamed; they could keep their bark if they learned to fear their superiors' bite first. "Personally, I find the arrogant novice to be a far worse trope."

"I hope you caught onto that earlier. Most girls realize this is already quite explicit. The heat hasn't gotten to your head has it?" Nachi continued, her body mostly still but lightly dipping to and fro from the weight and exertion. Her eyes looked a little more closely into Yoko's feeling her compacted body fight back, supported by leverage from her strong legs and her own biceps clamped around Nachi's body.

The pressure was crushing and it wasn't one way. Neither was the pleasure.

Nachi's eyes slightly closed and she breathed out a pleasurable sigh. There was pain even in spite of her superior strength and it accentuated the fiery friction with bruise-like soreness. A familiar sensation, an electrifying current of pleasure, travelled from firm muscles to her tensed spine and she felt hairs stand on end. Her mind stilled the sensation yet her body, defiant and excited, tensed slightly more.

She smiled. This one would be fun.

"If you wish to bring about your own orgasm..." Nachi said. Tightening her grip, she leaned backwards, letting Yoko partially rest against her strong belly. Abs thrusted out, crushing her opponent's against hers as the strength she hid now revealed itself in full. Powerful arms crushed together like the pincers of some colossal beetle and arms already bristling with muscles became crushing walls of strength; biceps now crushed against Yoko's sides. The star of the show, Nachi's abs, tensed even harder as Yoko's body was squeezed still and immobile, trapped against the annihilating pressure of her body, her own breasts now forced to be molded flat from Nachi's perking tips and firm, erect mounds.

"Impressive; perhaps I spoke too soon about your skills. You're lucky however I'm claiming you... another woman might see you as more of a toy than a trainee."