The Longest Day [Asp, Naga & Others]

[thesteedman]

Naga's teeth clenched together, as she jerked her arms to inflict brutal pressure upon the small of Asp's back whilst she was submerged. Such was her grip that Naga herself was in the water, caring little that her vision had become blurred as she throttled Asp's form with her near impossibly powerful arms. Asp fought against her, pawing and clawing at her arms, pushing against her chin as the last of her air began to seep upwards, bubbling upon the surface of the pool water above. A few audible clicks could be felt against Naga's forearms as they closed a little tighter, testing the slender frame of her captive. That initial rage began to pass when Naga realised Asp was beginning to fade, denied air and held in such a torturous hold.

Naga would stand tall, breaking the surface of the once calm water, bringing Asp upwards with her so that Naga was waist deep. Her chest rose and fell as the French giant of a woman began to find her calm. She stared at Asp within her arms, watching as the water was coughed out of her lungs. Her arms did not relent however, despite Asp's struggles to draw breath. That rage was slowly becoming replaced with that infatuation she had been infected with by Asp's allure. Even now, as dishevelled as she was, struggling to breath, caught in a deadly embrace, there was a beauty to her that was unmatched. What little clothing she wore clung to her form as it soaked in the water, her flawless skin glistened from the film of liquid that clung to her flesh. Her chest perfectly form chest heaved whilst her intoxicating midriff strained.

Naga's breathing shifted, no longer possessed by rage, but instead becoming taken in by the mystic beauty. She could not help herself but lean in, slowly pressing her lips against that well defined midriff, slipping slow yet methodical kisses upon her stomach. Her arms adjusted, seemingly growing as they tightened just a little more around her.
"Your ribs? Tonight they are not yours Aspaia. They are mine.... you... are mine." Naga growled with no shy amount of lust dripping into her tone. Naga barely held back. She was done with playing any games or delaying any longer. The notion that Asp would be hers was a fabrication that belonged only in a dream. This was the reality... if she desired to have Asp in any capacity, Naga was convinced this would be the only method. Such as it is... she might as well enjoy the spoils of it.

Adjusting her arms once more, Naga shifted Asp closer, lifting her higher whilst she continued to fold her arms just a little tighter, eager to watch her prize writhe within her arms. She wanted to see first hand how Asp’s form strained and contorted under such pressure. Naga was all too eager to listen to those pleas once more, wanting to listen as Asp's powerful resolve would break down in unison with her body. When she had her fill of it, Naga intended to dip her back into the water once more, looking to continue the deplorable form of torture she had invented… just for Asp.

[BlackAkuma]

Before she came here, before the match had even begun, Asp had an idea of what she would be in for and what it would do to her body. While she knew it would be a harrowing experience, part of her took comfort in knowing that it would not be an unfamiliar one. Naga had an obsession with bearhugging her, yes, but she didn’t seem to deviate much from that, wanting to feel the pleasure of crushing her with her arms and little else. As such, she could more easily prepare mentally. She had been crushed by this woman three times now. It was hardly an unfamiliar sensation.

A sensible thought, on the surface, but a naive one in reflection. As she thrashed about in the waters, she realized that the Naga who crushed her in that bedroom so many nights ago had been held back by. Less focused, more frenetic, like a child with a new toy. She had been limited to that room and everything it could offer, giving her a limited range of tortures she could inflict.

Now, she was out. Unbound. The tortures she could inflict were only limited by Naga’s twisted imagination, and if the current predicament was any indication, she was a creative sort. ”No, no, please, please, don’t-”

Naga again dunked Asp back under the water and took away all her air. This time was so much worse than the last, as she’d been unable to take in much air at all while she was above water, her lungs starved for the barest wisp of oxygen. She was being smothered from the inside out, and her frantic writhings just forced her to take in more air and leave less out.

Her body grew weaker, her struggles grew slower, and soon all she could do was weakly push at Naga’s face from beneath the waves, looking up at her with begging eyes and a gaping mouth. Her world was rapidly growing dark, and it was only a matter of time before she passed out.

[thesteedman]

Repeating the terrible process, Naga watched with obsessive eyes as Asp began to falter. The water all but denied her any chance to breathe, whilst the arms crushing hard around her slender waist drove what little air was within her lungs outwards into a small stream of bubbles. Soon, Asp barely moved at all, doing all she could just to keep the water from slipping into her lungs. As fascinating as it was to witnessed the crushed beauty in such a dire predicament, Naga never possessed any desire to cause real danger. Harm? Most certainly... but it was time to end this game now before it escalated to something more lethal. With that in mind, Naga rose tall once again, letting the water roll down her and Asp's form.

She loosened her grip finally, just enough to let her prey draw breathe through all the coughing and spluttering. Her embrace was still tight, crushing even, driving their bare midriffs into a near meld as her statuesque stomach dominated Asp's well defined but much more slender core. The grip was painful, but at least Asp could breathe enough. Her chest rose and fell, glistening with the water as her clothing clung to her frame. Her hair was loose, draped over her eyes, giving the exotic beauty further allure. She was already defeated, crushed and near drowned by such a torturous endeavour of Naga's creation. Though it certainly was an interesting moment, Naga decided she would not subject Asp to this again. She was cruel, but threatening her like this was too much for even herself. An experiment, and interesting one, but that was all.

Jostling her closer, Naga waited for Asp to have some semblance of breath back before she squeezed her close, letting her arms tremble a little as they began to enclose in with frightening ease against Asp's lower back.
"<Are you shaken already? There is so much more in store for you.>" Naga whispered in her own French dialect. She gave Asp one last debilitating squeeze, wanting to make certain there was no fight or will left within the woman of her passions. By now, that anger had subsided, replaced with a growing lust, gazing upon the beauty of the woman within her arms. She leaned in, teasing her lips with her own, slipping in the softest of kisses as she bearhugged her gruellingly tight. Satisfied that Asp was incapacitated, Naga would hoist her upwards over one of her shoulders.

With an arm around Asp's slender core to secure her, the broad and powerful Renauld sister began to walk from the pool, water pouring from her soaked clothing as her bare feet patted against the grounds. A dark looked possessed her eyes as she left behind the setup she worked meticulously upon, the shared meal and wine already a shade of memory. Pushing through the double doors, the Maid Ella gasped out, startled when Naga walked by with a soaking Asp draped over her shoulder.
"Ready any available Maids in the training gymnasium and make sure you are prepared yourself by the time we are set up." Naga commanded solemnly. Ella barely had time to register, her face awash with despair to see Asp in such a condition. However, she could not risk the wrath of her Mistress, quickly bowing formally before rushing ahead of Naga.

Naga herself continued onwards, caring not she was dripping water upon the pristine carpets. There was too much time to make up for with what she had already wasted. It was time to take the spoils she had indeed promised herself.

[BlackAkuma]

For the first time, Asp was truly afraid of Naga. While, yes, she had been in perilous situations with the woman before, they had always been measured and controlled, at least to some degree. The woman would twist her and crush her and even break her, but she never thought it would turn to a darker path or risk something more lethal and permanent. Naga saw her like a priceless work of art, after all, so there would always be some lines she would never cross.

Or so Asp had thought, but as her world grew dim and her lungs filled with water, she feared that might not have been the case. This was not the same calm, sensual woman she had been making out with mere moments ago. This was Naga in her rawest form, dangerous and destructive, carried away by her whims, which was an infinitely frightening prospect.

Thankfully, mercifully, she was pulled out of the water before she could pass all the way out or worse, a good sign that the woman still had some self-control, enough to realize the situation Asp was in. She went into a coughing and wheezing fit as she sagged in Naga’s grip, and she did her best to suck in what little air her captor would allow. The grip remained, still tight and unrelenting, and growing tighter by the second.

”No, no, don’t-”

Naga did. Her arms encroached with a brutal fury, slicing into Asp’s innards with a sudden force that expelled the pitiable amount of air she’d retaken. Her body stiffened as if going into a catatonic shock, only for her to slump against the giantess’ form a moment later. A lifeless lump.

She was awake still, but could only muster enough energy to twitch as she was slung along Naga’s shoulder and carried about with ease, like the slaughter of a cavewoman being brought home for dinner. She could hear Ella’s voice and weakly reached out to her, only for the fatigue to kick in and force her back down. ”Where…” She sputtered and spat out the last drops of pool water. ”What…what is this? Why are you…” It was a struggle to even complete a sentence at this point.