Owning Her Shadow (for SuckerPunch)

[Winter]

Arlise might have been overwhelmed and disoriented by her LAW-appointed doctor's sudden outburst of physical sexuality and desire, but she was not too mentally absent to not understand what Mina intended to do with those barely-covered breasts of hers. She also understood what they meant for the redhead in terms of her chances of winning this impromptu match, and she tried to bridge preemptively before her whole face was swallowed in warm, womanly flesh.

Too late. She offered naught but a squeak and a buck of her hips when Mina buried her from her bangs down to her chin between her breasts. Lise's world went black and became nothing but heat and... fine perfume. St- strawberries? In the moment, despite the danger of her predicament, Lise coursed with excitement from all the many wonderful sensations - Mina's hands pinning hers over her head, the doctor's weight on her, the smell and the feeling of the doctor's soft skin. That battled with her inability to breathe, and Lise was a defenseless smother toy for the short time it took Mina to move her hands to the back of Lise's head and shove her even more deeply between her breasts.

Now Lise gave way to a panicked scream that Mina's bosom mostly swallowed and silenced. That was... good - Lise was ashamed of sounding like an overwhelmed schoolgirl as soon as the sound left her throat, anyway. Hopefully Mina had no more success hearing her than Lise was having hearing Mina. Lise cobbled together that the doctor was teasing her and telling her to use her mouth, but her head was situated just where her ears were stuck between a breast and an arm. And by now Lise, with her arms freed, was fighting, but her hands only shoved against Mina's taut side and failed to budge her arms an inch. The Belgian beauty was stuck.

She silenced the whine forming in the back of her throat and kept on fighting back with her hands... only for Mina's plans for shifting her leg between Lise's worked exactly as intended. Lise went wide-eyed from between Mina's breasts, but that was the only part of her that moved as every shift of Mina's leg - and then her whole body, with movements intense enough that Lise thought her makeup might smear onto Mina's breasts as they ground against her face - filled Lise with new throbbing sensations that no doubt Mina could feel through the close contact.

And at the same time, Lise was growing lightheaded. Hysteria hit the redhead, and she pushed up on her feet again. Her own thigh buried itself in Mina's crotch in the meantime, matching the doctor's torture. Ultimately, though, Lise was stuck between the lack of oxygen lulling her to sleep and her excitement keeping her awake before the former started to win out and Lise's arms and legs started to fall limp.

[SuckerPunch]

A young Mina would have never imagined herself being in this situation. The bright eyed and bushy tailed former wrestler would have never imagined that she would be using her private practice to sensually dominate women as young as she was then. That her education could be leveraged to replace a beautiful girl's oxygen with the sweet smell of strawberry perfume and sweat. For if she had, she might have gotten three of them.

She bit her lower lip and closed her eyes as Arlise let out her scream. It was muffled almost entirely. But the sensation of her voice reverberating in sweet submissiveness reverberated and rippled against her soft, warm titflesh. It brought a fresh flood of arousal between her legs. Her lingerie was entirely soaked through now. Her need undeniable as it coated Arlise's bare thigh.

"Mmmmn. That's a good girl. Use your mouth for Mama." Arlise's batting went entirely ignored. Not just because it was ineffective. But because Mina's mind was somewhere else entirely. She had sunk into a sweet dream as she considered the match all but won. She moaned quietly as she imagined how the red head's cheeks would feel against her bare thighs. How that soft pink muscle would feel servicing her. How Arlise's moans would feel as they filled her up. She needed to know all of it! And all she needed to do to find out was to hold her tightly just a bit longer...

She was a professional fighter in the lewdest league that had ever existed. Her skill as a lover was just as well developed as her body slams. And she expressed her excellence against her imprisoned lover's vulnerable body. Her hips worked, grinding her thigh against Arlise's crotch. She pressed the plump flesh deftly against the cleft of her pussy. Forcing petals apart so that she could feel her fully, even through her panties. Arlise's attire added even more stimulation as it was stretched and ground against her best kept secret. She'd replace her will to fight, which was already fading, with desire. With errant, reckless lust.

"Ohn... Lise. You have such a lewd body!" She sang her praises as she forced her deeper into the smother. "I wonder... Will you cum for Mama before you pass out?" Her sultry voice was harmonizing with pants. Her thrusting was stimulating more than just the Belgian... Alrise could feel every bit of Mina's womanhood against her thigh, as if it was pressed bare against her. Her succulant clit hard and eager. She wasn't just choking Arlise... She was fucking her as well!

[Winter]

If Arlise had been facing nothing but Mina's smothering breasts, she might have had hope for an escape. Mina's intensity and positioning would have been hard to overcome, but Arlise's face had been wedged between many a bust in her years of wrestling. The doctor had an exceptionally impressive chest - exceptional enough that Arlise could not breathe nor see and could barely hear. But she may have still had options to free her face from the fleshy prison.

But what left Lise seconds from unconsciousness was what Mina was doing with the rest of her body. What breath Lise could muster was spent by her inability to stifle the moans that Mina drew from her with every movement of her thigh. With every moan, her lips unwittingly dampened Mina's cleavage with the kisses the doctor demanded. Her body stayed exhaustingly tense from the constant pressure against her crotch, and no amount of wiggling her hips could give her a respite. Mina ensured that Lise's thighs stayed parted, her thigh remained lodged in place, and that Lise's own bottoms worked against her - ensured that the Belgian beauty felt plugged in ways that played at her most base instincts. Those instincts had the redhead squirming.

Mina's onslaught of affection continued to rain down upon her. Lise's hands hung in the air and occasionally balled into fists, proving that she remained conscious but had submitted entirely. She didn't have the breath for moans, either. Her increasingly soaked body weathered all of Mina's passions with pleasures shooting up her spine and making her shapely legs tremble and toes curl.

After several more seconds of submissive, breathless awareness, Lise experienced a sensation like a thunderstorm between her legs and in her head.

Then Arlise was out.

[SuckerPunch]

Mina panted sweetly over Arlise's struggling figure. All of her hopeless gyrating served to do little more than enhance the lovely therapists lascivious smother. She could measure the pace of the Belgian by the speed and fervor of the sounds that were muffled by her breasts. Every tickling whimper and gasp. They started off strong. Shocked and excited. But soon they became syncopated. Like the fading green lines of an EKG.

Mina writhed atop Arlise. She felt the woman's perfect breasts against her bare belly. Her toned, fit abdomen against her hips. And her monsoon-like slit against her urging thigh. While the red heads breaths were fading, her cunt was throbbing! She could feel her through her panties. It brought a knowing and appreciative sigh from Mina's throat.

"You degenerate!" She ran her fingers through Arlise's hair with the hands that trapped her head. Her label wasn't accusatory or angry... But excited. "You're getting off more from suffocating on Mama's tits than from being touched aren't you?" She licked her lips as she felt Arlise start to tremble. Her nipples tightened even more, something she thought was impossible! It made her ache with need. Arlise was young, beautiful, and the perfect little sub. She was so incredibly sexy... Mina... Felt her own pussy throb! She... She was embarrassingly close to cumming herself. She... needed her!

And in that precise moment of epiphany, Arlise's body gave out! She tensed and surrendered. First her libido, ruining her panties completely. And then her consciousness. Her balled fists falling open and signaling that she was truly out cold.

Mina released her with a sigh of relief. She gently guided the sleeping beauties head onto the wrestling mats in her home. As she crawled to her feet she couldn't believe that the woman had almost brought her. If she had endured much longer, it might have been Mina who'd cum. Whose strength fled her. And Arlise might very well be posing with Mina's cheek pressed against her thighs.

The thought reminded Mina of her prize and it made her heart skip a beat in her chest. She stepped to Arlise's legs and grasped her ankles. She lifted and spread the woman's legs. Not to take a lewd gaze down the valley of her bare thighs. Well... Not just to do that. She began to gently shake her legs. To help get the blood flow back and to stir the Belgian Beauty.

Their match was decided. But it wasn't finished. After all... Mama's body was burning so hot she threatened to catch the apartment on fire!

[Winter]

For the long seconds it took Mina to rise and observe her defeated, motionless form, Arlise lay clueless that she had even lost consciousness, her features peaceful in their natural pout and her chest heaving from Mina's pleasurable workout.

The redhead's state did not change until a beat of awareness crossed back into her mind, long enough for her to feel her legs behind held and jostled. Arlise started and gaped down between her legs to see Mina there, the one holding her by the legs. She rolled her head back and recalled - ah, right. Mina had knocked her out in her tits, hadn't she? For a beat, she groaned at her defeat; another in a long line of exhausting and frustrating performances on the mats.

But Lise's audible expression of defeat turned to wide-eyed silence when she felt... too much dampness between her legs for it to only be excitement. The euphoric experience from just before she must have passed out flooded back in a form that seemed as much fever dream as reality. Mina had... not only knocked her out... She had managed to drive the Belgian beauty to another type of submission entirely. Lise swallowed while her body basked in a strange afterglow that had already been interrupted while she lay unconscious.

That was... a first. A first in a match, anyway, whether official or otherwise. And the redhead didn't know what to think. Trying to save face, play it off, she pushed herself up onto her butt. Maybe Mina hadn't... noticed. Since clearly, her reaction wasn't noticeable to a doctor who clearly had years of sexual experience who had just been inches from Lise... and who had also been making erotic banter for the past ten minutes. Who was Lise fooling?

Lise worked up her courage to speak. The sheepishness she felt was still foreign. "Well, I still have not uttered any submission...", she began, taking an extra second or two to get her words right. "...but I think we would both agree that you've won."

For the moment, Lise had forgotten about the agreed-upon prize.

[SuckerPunch]

Mina watched from above Arlise as the beautiful woman slowly stirred from her submissive slumber. She bit her lip as she observed the state of the woman's perfect, humbled body. She was a once in a generation beauty, that was for sure. Just watching the way her body rose and fell, heavy and labored from the matches stress, filled Mina's head with filthy, filthy thoughts.

Mina gently guided Arlise's legs down towards the mats as the red head's eyes began to flutter. She gave the woman's calves a gentle, massaging stroke before stepping over her body. She stood on either side of her hips and gave Arlise the perfect view of her domitor from her rightful position above her. It allowed the defeated woman to climb Mina's legs with her eyes. To drink in her perfect skin, shining softly with a slight sheen of perspirations. To truly appreciate how small the panties she'd chosen were, and how little of her plump and kissably smooth pussy they hid.

She grasped her own chin with her thumb and forefinger in thought as she studied the woman who was still coming to terms with her loss. "By the state of those panties I would think that we both won, hm?" She asked with a sardonic grin. It then faded into seriousness as she narrowed her eyes and delivered four stern words. "Give them to me!"

The demand left nothing ambiguous. She was ordering Arlise to strip herself shamefully. To serve her cum soaked attire to her as a trophy.

[Winter]

Fazed and uncertain, Lise's eyes stayed tilted to the floor, alternating between brief glances at her own... soiled state, her rising and falling stomach, and at Mina's feet while the older woman lorded over her. The Belgian beauty had stood over other women with such an intense, demanding presence before, and eventually, curiosity started to get the better of her. With a gargantuan effort to get herself composed, she allowed her eyes to skim over Mina's body, wanting to get a read of what the woman might be thinking.

The redhead's eyes would never make it to Mina's face; the sight of the doctor standing there barely dressed like an erotic conqueror made the redhead lapse headlong back into her feverish state. She wanted to... touch and adore every inch of that body and shy away from it all at once as if touching someone so clearly experienced was incredibly taboo.

Only once Dr. Mina spoke did Arlise's wavering eyes shoot to the woman's face. There she saw a grin, and as the Belgian had suspected... her response to Mina's probing thigh did not go unnoticed. Awkwardly, Arlise started to smile back and come up with something to say that would hopefully diffuse the heat of the situation.

Before the Belgian beauty could come up with anything to say, Mina's expression changed, and Lise's eyes widened. And widened again with Mina's demand.

That was precisely what it was - a demand - and it was spoken with an authority that Lise had never managed to wield in all of her times playing at being "dominant" in her encounters. With an authority that made Lise ache because disobeying felt like the last thing on earth she dared to do. Beyond that, she didn't know what it made her feel... aside from the electricity that seemed to creep along her skin while the bikini-clad conqueror ordered her to strip.

Lise did not hesitate long, but she did move slowly, her muscles once again all stiff with anticipation and arousal, to slip her legs out from between Mina's feet and ease herself to her feet. Her eyes studied Mina's, then faltered while her fingers slipped beneath the strap that clung to her curves; she took in the stretch of mat between their toes instead.

Her blush had reached her chest by the time she wiggled her womanly hips to slip bottoms down, revealing the entirety of the smoothly groomed space they had concealed, and let them fall to her feet. After a passing pair of thumping heartbeats, Arlise, her motions leisurely with an attempt at sensuousness, to retrieve them. Or maybe she just looked rigid. Self-consciousness and confidence battled, but Lise willed her confidence to win. Perhaps it only won because she could not think straight.

The Belgian straightened just as slowly, and Lise affixed her gaze on Mina's eyes again in the moment she held the bottoms out to the doctor. Inspiration brought a small pout to her face, and getting to play her part made her shiver.

[SuckerPunch]

Mina watched the woman who'd been so confident before her fall. She drank in every moment of stillness and every shiver. Her beautiful conquest was eager to be subjugated. Her fiery eyes had grown sheepish and pleading as she scanned over Mina's body. She took in Mina's body like a mannequin in a shopping mall lingerie store. Curious, excited, but afraid that others might find out what dirty thoughts lurked within that pretty head.

Arlise had regressed. The powerful, sexy woman who had shared many beds was reduced to little more than a pet. Nothing could have made this clearer than the speed with which she sought to follow Mina's orders. It would have made her smile at Arlise. It would have cused her cheek bones to rise in appreciation of how cute and girlish the Belgian had become. But instead she stared sternly. Making sure the red head knew who the alpha was.

And not a moment later did Arlise clumsily remove her garment and present them to Mina. Not unlike her throat.

The mature woman held them between two fingers and examined them. She pressed her lips to the fabric before allowing her tongue to dance along it's surface. The tip of the pink muscle curling as it drew the young woman's flavor into her mouth. She bit her lip and savored the taste.

"My, you did have a good time. Did I make you feel good?" She asked directly as she looked past the damp fabric. "Ara ara... How shameful."

Mina dropped to her knees heavily. Her backside thumping down upon Arlise's tits mercilessly! While the change in posture hurt, it also gave Arlise a rather intimate view of Mina's best kept secrets. "You weren't very good at winning." She took hold of Arlise's chin and drew it to look directly at her.

"Let's see if you're any good at losing." Those words served as the only ceremony the loser would receive.

Mina's hips rocked forward and she descended upon Arlise's face. Her thighs hugging Arlise's cheeks, ensuring she couldn't turn away. The doctor's own bottoms were sodden. Arlise could taste her before even parting her lips. The woman grasped her hair and took control of her head. She allowed enough slack for Arlise to work. None for her to argue.

"Worship!" She commanded. "Tell me what a happy loser you are! Tell me how lucky you are to drown in me!"

[Winter]

She didn't know what else to do, and so Arlise waited in nothing but her meager gold top, watching and wondering at the prowess of this woman she had expected to be a calculating, passionless doctor. That doctor now stood inspecting Lise's bottoms with her every sense, taste included, and leaving the redhead to gulp and wonder how she had ended up as one of the submissives in so many of the books she had read... and why every curve and niche in her body ached with desire due to her predicament. She nearly had to stop herself from covering her exposed lap, thinking it would somehow betray her to Mina.

The Belgian beauty also wondered how much the doctor actually wanted her to reply. She seemed to answer her own question as to whether Lise had enjoyed herself, but Lise did not know whether she would agree to call it shameful. Enjoying being in these... predicaments was not so shameful, was it? Of course, she would not bring that up... and the comment titillated her enough that her feet shifted excitedly, anyway.

Before she could take her next arousal-heavy breath, the doctor crushed it out of her under the weight of her rear. Lise didn't get so much as the chance to yelp in surprise, left to kick her legs and stare up at the woman now flattening her chest. She groaned, and instinct from years of wrestling drove her to push at Mina's ass, to try and lever her considerable weight from off the top of her.

The stunned beauty's fight left her once Mina took her chin and spoke once more, and the task of the match's loser was no longer forgotten to her. She felt far less like a woman suited to fight and much more a priestess about to worship at the body's temple as her eyes took in Mina's frame towering over her.

And worshipped, she did. A long moan left her flattened lips as Mina slid her crotch onto the redhead's pretty face, and Arlise was met with a mind-jolting melody of scents, sensations, and responses. She stared up with pleading gray eyes into Mina's insistent face, and she did nothing but to drape her own hands over the top of Mina's thighs while the dominant woman grabbed her by the hair and made her demands clear.

Lise was overwhelmed physically by the sensations of her total submission, her entire lower half slowly shifting and wiggling.

Surely as Mina could have taken what she wanted with the Belgian beauty's lips already kissing Mina's lower set of lips, the doctor told her what to do. Never breaking eye contact, Lise started her work, inchmeal, with patience that belied her youth.

[SuckerPunch]

Arlise had sought her originally to assist her with her losing streak. To help her overcome her undeniable need to feed her libido. She was a pervert and a fetishist. And her career was suffering for it. Arlise was a talented wrestler, but a more eager forced lover. Their match more than made that obvious. Mina had done all of the research she'd needed and even had a plan of treatment in mind. Their game could end and they could continue Arlise's treatment.

But Mina was also a pervert and a fetishist. And her poison was dominating young women. "What a good girl..." She praised Arlise for wordlessly melting into servitude. Mina spread her thighs as she instantly pressed her panty-covered cunt over Arlise's mouth. She threw her head back as Arlise's moan filled her up. Her mouth hung open in a silent whimper of her own. She bit her lower lip before looking back down, to gaze upon Arlise's face as it peeked between her thighs. She watched her jaw work as she eagerly made out with her plump flower.

Mina reached down and took hold of the red head's hair. Rough enough to add the spice of a little pain, but not enough to truly hurt. In truth, it was for stability. Her body was exhausted from their match and Arlise was drinking her strength straight from the tap. Her hips worked, gently writhing against Arlise's ministrations. "Mmn... Mmhmm... Worship Mama." She moaned breathily as she rode the Belgian's features.

Her nethers throbbed, pulsing against Arlise's tongue as the woman pleasured her like the perfect pet. Mina's posture slumped as her muscles twitched in appreciation of the magic Arlise was working between her thighs. Her fist pressed into the mats, Arlise's panties clutched within it, as she collapsed forward. Her other hand tightened it's grasp on Arlise's hair, forcing her suffocatingly tight against her pussy as her commands became panting, throaty moans. She was close.

And every muscle in her body tensed for a moment. Just a moment. Before it all released in a wave that caused her curvy figure to shake upon it's mount! "Ohhhh~ F-f-u... Cumming!" She moaned, eyes wild and drooling slightly. And she did. The orgasm that she had anticipated since the moment she saw Arlise hit her like a truck. Her hips bucked roughly against Arlise, forcing the back of her head against the mats as the final moments of euphoria arrived while she fucked her pretty face. Coating her. Marking her.

When she came down, she let out a long sigh and slid down Arlise's body. She folded and conformed against her, cuddling, like long time lovers. And once she was comfortable, she would greedily seize her lips with her own. It was a shallow kiss. She was out of breath and strength... But she yearned to taste herself in the mouth of her pet. To lick herself off of Arlise's tongue.