Reluctant Honour [Sophia & Sha]

[thesteedman]

Whatever authority Sophia had tried to command had been decimated the moment Sha was able to straddle over her lower midriff. Sha bound her wrists with her own strong hands, pinning down the alluring German beauty, making sure to press her chest against her own before firmly grinding up against her to make sure Sophia was secure. Sophia tried to shift her hips and buckle, but the softness of her modern couch took leverage rather than give it, allowing for Sha to settle upon her. She was quick to quip with the lesson, telling Sophia of her short comings before promptly reminding her of them. After a few moments of keeping Sophia contained against the couch, she would soon shift things up.

Sophia yelped as she was pulled with frightening ease by the powerful Sha, watching as she pulled back until the scantily clad well defined vixen was upon her back. With her arms she pulled, bringing Sophia to collapse upon her chest, bringing her hips between Sha's dangerous thighs. In a swift yet methodical manner, those legs would soon snake around Sophia's slender waist. Sha's bare ankles slapped together as they crossed and her toes curled, applying instant pressure. The scissor through Sophia flat on her knees before Sha, before she pressed against her thighs and arched back. She could not fight the alluring moan that slipped from her parting lips from the deep pressure, as her stomach muscles tensed up to try and endure and her own toes curled. Her head whipped back, incidentally giving Sha a perfect display of Sophia's captivating form.

Witnessing her like this, Sha was able to take in the finer details, how flawless her skin was, how well defined and fine-tuned her body was from all her years of training, yet still retaining that perfect feminine form. From the beauty she possessed upon her angelic yet scarred face, down to the appealing form of her body from head to toe... Sophia was certainly a delight upon the eyes, especially as she was now, that stoic persona shattered, leaving the nervous wreck below the shell that Sha simply loved to tease... and squeeze.

"L... let go of me Sha... This... is not how this works." Sophia would manage to gasp out, as she pressed against her legs. She bit on her lower lip, not exactly carrying the commanding presence she normally did whilst she was being constricted by the sexy but deadly legs of Sha. That little blush on Sophia's cheeks were a small tell that Sha's own intoxicating appearance had taken the normally calm and collected German off guard. As Sophia pressed to gain freedom, a deeper squeeze caused her to moan softly. There was simply no dislodging her vice like grip... and the worst part of it was, Sophia was very aware Sha was not squeezing her at her full strength. She was toying with her...

[Darius 2.0]

Normally a blunt instrument when it came to dealing with most things, Sha was being surprisingly devious in her encounter with Sophia, using seduction and mind games to get what she wanted in stark contrast to her usual style. Perhaps it was because brute force had already failed the Egyptian in her match with Sophia that lead to her new tactics.

However, brute force was not completely ruled out of the picture, as Sha demonstrated as she wrapped her bare and powerul legs around Sophia's waist and began to squeeze. The rippling muscles in her thighs would bulge with power as they began to dig into the German's flanks, tightening upon the woman like a vice grip. Sophia's ribs would prove little obstacles for Sha's squeeze, and the Egyptian felt them begin to creak between her legs, causing her victim to let out a moan of agony. The sight of Sophia arching her back and putting her barely clothed form into Sha's view sent a shiver up the Egyptian's spine.

"Is it not?" Sha questioned coyly in response to Sophia's barely audible words. She would lean back on the couch in a relaxed position, resting one f her hands on the back of her head. The other would trace along her own chest, her fingers sliding between the valley of her breasts as she smiled lustfully at Sophia. "Then stop me. Fight back against me. Or maybe....you just don't want to?"

It was then Sha's legs would tighten further around Sophia, coming together upon the woman's waist like a hydraulic press. Sophia was right in assuming that Sha had not yet squeezed with the full force of her power, and now Sha was offering the German a mere taste of what that power looked like. The Egyptian's legs would compress poor Sophia's midsection from her flanks with ever increasing pressure, though she seemed to stop short of outright injuring her. All the while, Sha would keep her eyes glued on Sophia's face. She wanted to see every moment of her ordeal....

[thesteedman]

Sophia was doing all she could to fight against the mind games of Sha. The mention of her not fighting hard enough certainly struck a chord that made Sophia gasp out. Sophia did not fight as hard as she should have right now, because she was actually trying to reason with Sha. A POW had conditions, and Sha was breaking all of them in an instant. Sophia was trying to hopefully resolve this, but it simply was not working, and now Sha was using even that to try and manipulate and humiliate her, trying to suggest that she was even enjoying this. No doubt Sophia would report what was happening, there would be repercussions from the LAW, but no doubt Sha did not care about that, at least not right now. Plus... if she did fight as Sophia preferred too... it would leave a mark upon Sha, and Sha could spin that to her own favour to get Sophia in trouble.

Sophia grimaced, pressing her elbows down against Sha's legs, biting her limbs into deep muscle tissue where the German knew Sha would feel it. Such a motion would send intense, sharp and focused pain, her intent to dislodge her legs more than clear enough. Sophia even brought herself more upright, pushing against her shins and having knelt upwards for more leverage. However, Sha had the perfect counter to her efforts... simply squeezing! Sophia gasped, her bare midriff straining as she found herself moving instinctively, arching to try and relieve that terrible pressure. It broke her own efforts to escape, as she grasped at Sha's thighs and tried to push. There was not an inch of give, making Sophia moan out in pained breath, whipping her head upwards.

Such was the power of Sha that even her position collapsed under the weight of the pressure and pain. Sophia shifted back down against her rear, flat upon her knees. Her toes curled as she arched back further. With her hair already loose from the usual pony tail she donned, Sophia's medium length hair began to hang over her eyes, giving the German quite an intoxicating look. Thinking became increasingly hard, as Sophia placed her hands on the couch to steady herself, before a groan slipped from her lips.
"Uugh... S... stop this... or... or I will... report you!" Sophia managed to just about word between strained and laboured breaths. Once more she tried to push against those deadly thighs, but Sophia knew she was getting nowhere, and steadily her strength was being squeezed from her very body! She gasped out, leaning back a little before she looked in horror upon Sha, seeing as the woman slowly began to caress herself in a slow fashion whilst she squeezed Sophia. It was not enough Sha was torturing her... but she was also taking clear pleasure in it, as a lust was visible within her eyes, making Sophia blush.

[Darius 2.0]

SHa's muscular thighs would continue to dig into Sophia's flanks, their power making them feel like two steel beams compressing together to crush whatever was between them. This would be unfortunate for Sophia, as she was currently the thing between them. More and more, Sha's leggy embrace would tighten around the German karateka, squeezing in the woman's midsection with a pressure that never seemed to let up.

As Sha rested against the couch and slowly caressed herself with her, she had a front row seat to watch her supposed 'owner' struggle to escape her bodyscissor. It was an amusing show, because no matter how much Sophia struggled, there would be no breaking Sha's grip. In fact, her squeeze would only seem to get tighter in response! Like quicksand, the more Sophia struggled to escape, the more she would become trapped, sinking deeper into Sha's squeeze and only serving to tire herself out in a moment when she should be conserving strength. All the scantily clad Egyptian had to do was keep on the pressure and Sophia would eventually succumb completely, and from the looks of things, that wouldn't take much longer.

The threat of being reported on by Sophia would only make Sha give a slow, confident smile, and would reward Sophia for her cheek with another pulsing squeeze of her legs, somehow able to call upon even more strength from her core! "And you think they'll believe you?" Sha would question in a whisper, her eyes locked with Sophia's. "Have you ever heard of a POW turning the tables on the winner? Sounds pretty ridiculous to me. And anyway, all I have to do is say you ordered me to do this. That this is what you're into." Noticing the blush on Sophia's cheeks, another smirk splayed on Sha's lips. "It's probably not even that far from the truth..."

Sha would continue to compress her thighs around Sophia's ever weakening body, intending to drain every ounce of strength from her in this way. Once the Egyptian was satisfied that Sophia was sufficiently weakened, she would abandon her relaxed position to reach forward and grab the back of Sophia's neck, and would use that grip to pull the German in close. She would make Sophia lay across her barely clad form, causing both of thier firm bodies to rub up against one another in close, chest-to-chest contact. Of course, Sha's legs would never leave Sophia's waist, and if anything, this new position would give her even greater leverage to apply another long and draining squeeeeeeeeze!

[thesteedman]

Panic was beginning to set in.

Sha could feel it, and she was drinking in every bit of it. Sophia had not been bluffing when she mentioned the notion of reporting Sha for this transgression, but the moment Nha began to whisper against her threats, all the teasing words only made Sophia's will falter. For certain, if the German beauty had took a moment to consider the situation, she would have known that her threat should carry weight. Panic unfortunately made Sophia's line of thinking falter, and even if it had not, Sha was not the kind of woman to care about consequence when she could have her prize now... all the same, Sophia's lapse in rational thinking only further sated the whims of her oppressor. Especially when she teased that Sophia quietly desired her current predicament and afflictions.

It was not true, but the notion of her getting some kind of enjoyment out of all this still placed a notion of despair into the mind of Sophia that only furthered Sha's ambition to break her will along with her body. The normally dangerous and calculating wrestler was reduced to desperate prying when Sha was all too aware Sophia had the skill and ability to be free of such a hold if she only took a moment and took advantage of her own technical prowess... However, none of that was here right now, and Sha took full advantage. Sophia writhed in a fashion that accidentally appealed to Sha, as a exhausted moan was pressed from her lungs as those long, bare and dangerous legs continued to constrict the slender waist of the scarred beauty.

Sophia's toes curled as her head whipped back, her amazing midriff tensing and straining whilst Sha began to slowly caress her own form, slowly falling deeper into the moment. Some semblance of sense began to manifest as Sophia's began to drive her elbows into Sha's thighs, carefully picking a spot... but by now this was all too late. Sophia was weakening, and Sha was ready to pick up the pressure. With a quick grasp, Sophia gasped out loud as she was pulled to lie on top of Sha. Her breasts pressed against her own, whilst their bare midriff's docked together. The sudden shift brought Sophia's hips deeper against Sha's, allowing for those alluring legs to lock even tighter. Sophia moaned in breathless fashion, her attempts to muster a counter being quashed and literally squeezed from her.

She could feel Sha slowly and firmly grinding against her, their bare stomachs kissing and pressing, Sha's chest dominating Sophia's own in a sensual grind. Sophia tried to pull away, but a deep squeeze brought her up closer so that Sha's lips were inches from her own, feeling her breath against her cheek. A slight crick sounded from Sophia's lower spine, causing her to writhe, all whilst Sha took advantage of the proximity, getting to feel every inch of Sophia's incredible form against her own. Sophia was used to Sha using her superior strength in her attempts to crush her, but this felt different from the display of dominance Sha often tried to display in the ring... here, in private with just the two of them, the atmosphere around Sha felt different... her choice of attire, the manner in which she stared upon Sophia, the way she continued to squeeze her and drain her rather than outright break her.

"Ugh... wh... what do you want?... Why are you doing... this?!" Sophia gasped out breathlessly... fearing the answer, yet asking all the same.

[Darius 2.0]

It went without saying that Sha loved the struggle before anything else. The grinding of bodies, the struggle for control against an equal; It alighted Sha like nothing else could. Of course, these feelings normally came in the form of fights against a skilled opponent, but tonight they took on an altogether different meaning. Tonight, Sha's efforts would go towards taming proud fighter not just with her brute strength, but with her raw sensuality. It would be no less challenging, but Sha was certainly up to the task.

Having pulled Sophia down on top of her, the muscular Egyptian was able to slip the karateka's form deeper between her thighs, allowing her to apply and even tighter squeeze than before. Despite the increased pressure, this was not intended to be overly painful to Sophia. It was merely meant to hold her in place and slowly drain her of her resistance.

"What an interesting question," Sha purred, and would give another strong pulse of her legs, just to hear those delightful groans pass Sophia's lips. "But I think the real question is....what do you want? Because I think we both know that if you didn't want to be in this position, you wouldn't be..."

Sha's legs bodyscissor, which had so far kept her legs straight and tight against Sophia's waist, would shift around the flustered German, crossing down leg over her other foot to complete a figure four shape. This would turn Sha's hold into a figure four bodyscissor, which would serve to pull Sophia tighter into her coils, further trapping her as she squeezed. But this was not the end of Sha's plan. Once she locked in the figure-four, she would swing both her and Sophia around so that the German would end up beneath her on the couch and Sha would be looming over her. All this while the bodyscissor remained in place, leaving Sophia both pinned and constantly squeezed at the same time!

[thesteedman]

In a straight up fight, Sophia had proved she was more than capable. There was debate that Sophia Wolfe was one of the best that LAW had to offer given her record and her ability to fight against Heavyweight opponents. Sha herself knew what Sophia was capable of, having all but virtually defeated her sister Nha, as well as herself so long as she kept her cool... but her weaknesses were glaringly obvious. Sha capitalised on this tonight, all too aware of Sophia's inability to deal with a form of combat that was beyond her. Too prim and proper, Sophia struggled to adapt to a more lewd style of wrestling that LAW was ripe with, and Sha's assumption that her will would falter in the face of sensuality was proved correct when she could not combat Sha within the confines of her own home.

That combined with the mind games made Sophia easy pickings when it came to capturing her, but it was still a challenge to truly break her spirit. That was the real difficulty... it was what made Sophia so dangerous. Both twins experienced this, when they all but overwhelmed her with their lewd and sensual style of wrestling, only to still end up being defeated. Overwhelmed... Sophia still had bite, still could kick or lock in a submission despite seemingly breaking on a mental level. She was never truly out of the fight! One thing she always had that spurned her on through despair was the crowd... the watching audience who supported her. She draw a near unnatural power from it, bringing her out of the seemingly certainty of defeat to pull out a win.

Sha was smart this time though, getting her like this in her own home. There were no crowds here, no one to cheer Sophia on. The two of them were very much alone...

"Ugh! That... that is not true..." Sophia gasped out breathlessly. She grasped at Sha's thighs, feeling them press in against her stunning midriff, forcing her head to whip back as she groaned out from the growing pressure. Sha was capable of more than this, but she was holding back a little, looking to sap Sophia of energy rather than outright crush her. Sha's taunts prompted her into action, as she leaned down and grasped at Sha's hips, no doubt looking ready to try and twist and counter her. However, her movement allowed Sha to adjust her legs as if she anticipated this very thing, locking in a more figure four style scissor upon her slender waist.

Sophia grimaced, her own grip faltering as she leaned back. This of course all played into Sha's ambitions once more, as with a deft twist and shift, she pulled Sophia, bringing her down onto her back with a deft movement before Sha perched up against her hips. Her bare legs remained locked in a deep and tight scissor, making Sophia writhe below Sha, her midriff visible from just below her navel upwards as her stomach strained. Panic began to set in, Sophia wasting energy as she squirmed and struggled.
"OOogh! N... no! I... I want you to stop... this messing... around!" Sophia whispered a little breathlessly, trying to take command but instead coming off more meek. Her belly strained as she bridged, feeling the deep and on-going squeeze. She was in trouble... she knew it... and Sha definitely knew it, thriving on it!

[Darius 2.0]

Having turned the tables on Sophia already tonight, Sha would move to turn them yet again, though this time it could be quite literally! After wrapping the German up in her figure-four body scissor, Sha would switch positions with Sophia so that instead of underneath her, Sha would end up top of her on the couch. With her legs still wrapped tight around Sophia, the karateka would be in the most unfavorable of positions, with Sha's calf pressing against her back and the Egyptian's weight bearing down on her stomach. This would make it all the harder for Sophia to properly breath with her being compressed around her midsection in such a way, and all before Sha had even begun to flex her legs!

After the switch of positions, Sha would now be looming over her Sophia from above her, giving the German an up close and personal view of the Egyptian's striking form. Dressed in her exotic garb with her muscular arms, legs and abs on full unapologetic display, the Egyptian looked like a warrior queen, and as she lorded over the flustered, meek form of Sophia, perhaps Sha felt a little like one too. The platinum blonde continued to resist her of course, but as ever, Sha noticed that Sophia didn't resist too hard. It was as telling a sign as any other, even if the German refused to acknowledge it.

"I'm afraid it's too late for that," Sha would say, a kind of coy smile on her face. "You had your chance...." Leaning forward, Sha would attempt to take both of Sophia's wrists within her hands and grip them tightly. Should she manage that, she would pin them down to the sofa on either side of Sophia's head, robbing the woman the use of both of her arms. This positioning would cause Sha to hover closely over Sophia's face, with only the briefest distance between the, enough that the German would be able to feel the Egyptian's hot breath against her skin and stare into her dark, hungry eyes.

Suddenly, Sha would close the distance between her and Sophia in an instant to press her lips against hers! Taking advantage of the woman's helplessness, the muscular twin would do what she had been waiting to do all night: passionately take Sophia as her own. Her passion would manifest in other ways as well. As she kissed Sophia, Sha's mounted figure-four bodyscissor would begin to tighten more and more with the sudden flexing of Sha's legs. Any space between Sophia's body and Sha's thighs was closed in an instant. So now, not only was Sha stealing Sophia's breath was a kiss, she was also ensuring she could not get more air very easily!

[thesteedman]

Sophia groaned as the bodyscissors around her waist seemed to slowly coil tighter. She tried to reach for her ankle and thigh, looking to try and unlock the oppressing body lock that was firmly squeezing the fight from her alluring form. However, Sha had other ambitions, her hands taking Sophia's own before she could really get a good grip upon them. Sophia grimaced, as Sha began to wrestle her for control. The realisation that she was in big trouble spurned more effort from Sophia as she tried to twist her hips.. in an ambition to bring the two off the couch. Sha's hips were largely in control, and now Sophia strained against her grip against her own hands, managing to fight back against Sha as both sets of hands began to strain.

With such leverage and such power though, Sha after a few seconds of teasing soon picked up the pressure, slowly forcing Sophia's hands against the luxurious couch the two were upon. With hands pinned either side of her head, Sophia was bound. She tried to bring her legs upwards, looking to try and capture Sha's torso in an attempt to bring some leverage back, but Sha's position was too high, and a quick squeeze made the German's efforts falter as she found herself bridging from the pressure upon her slender waist. Her bare midriff tensed up, her alluring form writhing below Sha who took a dominant position against her.
"You... and your... sister are... deluded..." Sophia gasped out, trying to regain her courage, trying to fight back as Sha soon pressed down against her.

This gave her pause, Sophia gasping out as Sha slid her form against her own, letting their stomachs kiss as her chest lowered down against her own. Clad in so little, there was a lot of skin contact that Sophia was not prepared for. She felt Sha's breath against her lips, as the woman's eyes stared deep into her own, holding a longing look as she gazed deep into the one wide open eye and one half closed eye of Sophia's were her famous scar ran down over her otherwise flawless skin. There was a moment of pause, with Sophia's heavy breathing from the tight grasp upon her the only sound to echo out as Sha gazed deeply upon Sophia. All at once, Sha suddenly took Sophia's lips with her own, initiating a deep kiss. Any resistance Sophia might have offered was quashed with a deep squeeze around her waist, making Sophia's eyes close as she could not help but moan in the kiss.

This only allowed Sha to kiss a little deeper, her form pressing up against her own, near grinding as her legs continued to flex and enclose tighter even though it felt like there was no room left to tighten around. It caused Sophia to writhe, her body straining as she gasped out, barely drawing breath. She was suddenly reminded of her time with Nha and Sha, when the two had ambushed her post match... how the two dominated her. She had hoped it had all been a one off, but she had a flash of a memory of Sha staying with her when Nha had moved on... Her lips against her own. This was not the first time the two had kissed Sophia realised!

[Darius 2.0]

As she pressed her lips against Sophia's in the passionate, draining embrace she had placed her in, Sha understood that this was what she had wanted all along. It's why she had negotiated with the LAW officials for hers and Sophia's APEX qualifier match to be made a POW match. Obviously, things hadn't quite gone according to plan after Sophia emerged victorious from that match. In the end though, the result was exactly what Sha had been looking for. The muscular Egyptian had the scarred German all for herself. It was more than enough of a salve to her wounded pride for losing that match.

With her lips pressed tight against Sophia's own and her legs securely holding the German in place, Sha was free to ravage Sophia as much as she pleased. She bore her weight down on Sophia, pressing their barely clad forms together, letting gravity keep the blonde pinned underneath her. The moans Sophia emitted as a result of her squeezing legs would be matched with Sha's own, though unlike her German captive, Sha's moans would derive from pleasure.

Now that her legs were wrapped tightly in a figure four around the scarred woman's waist, and her non-stop kissing occupying her mouth, the Egyptian now effectively controlled every breath that Sophia was taking. Such was Sha's desire to both drain Sophia of her strength while ravishing her at the same time, trapping her captive in a prison of both pleasure and pain, and unfortunately for Sophia, it was about to get even better.

While still kissing Sophia, Sha would move to roll them both onto their sides on the couch, still maintaining the bodyscissor as she did so. Once their positions had changed, Cha would wrap her powerful arms around Sophia's upper body, locking them around her so she could pull her in tight against her. Muscles bulged as the Egyptian move to envelope Sophia within her embrace, squeezing the German in with both her arms and legs, pressing their hot, sweaty forms closer together. Naturally, this would make it even harder for Sophia to draw a breath, especially with Sha continuing to kiss away at her....