What It Means to Lose

[Darius 2.0]

The sleeper Sha would lock around Ashley's head would be done to perfection. Sinking her arm deep under Ashley's chin, any space between the Brit's neck and the Egyptian's arm would swiftly be filled in as Sha secured the choke. That would have been tight enough, but with Sha flexing her arm as she squeezed, it would dig her powerful muscles even further into Ashley's neck! Now locked in, Sha would pull against Ashley's head so that the woman's back pressed against her front, their barely clad bodies grinding up against each other as they struggled. The red twin's face was the picture of determination, for she aimed to take the fight right out of Ashley, weakening her just enough so that it would be easy to-

Wait a minute.

An uncertain frown crossed Sha's face. Cautiously, she would loosen her choke on Ashley.....and watch as her victim's head limply lolled forward! In fact, the Red Menace had gone completely still, with only light snoring any indication she was still alive! It seems without meaning to, Sha had KO'd Ashley in her sleeperhold! "Oops," she accidentally said aloud.

"What?" came the almost disinterested question of her sister behind her. Nha was still deep in her phone, posting all the pics they had taken on the Ancestors socials. She was just finishing up when she looked on the scene before her: Sha looking sheepish whole cradling the unconscious body of Ashley Morgan! It took Nha a whole second to realize what happened, and when she did she broke out in a wicked grin. "Wait.....did you knock her out on accident?"

Sha awkwardly looked away, which was pretty much a confirmation for Nha. "(Oh my God, you did, didn't you?)" Nha laughed, seamlessly switching to Arabic. "(That's hilarious! Still don't know your own strength, huh? A gentle touch too much for you?)" In the face of such mocking, Sha would merely glare at Nha, though there was a noticeable blush to be seen on her face! "(Oh boy. Too funny. But still, we can make this work. Here, get her up!)"

At Nha's direction, Sha would start to get back on her feet while keeping one of her arms wrapped around Ashley's throat, using it to pull the KO'd woman up with her. As she stood to her full height again, Sha would have the limp form of Ashley dangling from her arm, supporting the woman's entire deadweight, holding her like a puppet on strings. "Perfect. Just like that!" Nha would announce, right before she would hold off her phone and started taking pictures of the scene!

What would proceed was another humiliating photoshoot at the expense of the Red Menace! While Nha snapped dozens of pics on her phone, Sha would display her redheaded ragdoll with almost uncharacteristic enthusiasm! While holding Ashley up, the red twin would flex her free arm dominantly, or use it to teasingly grope one of Ashley's boobs! She would even give her victim a quick peck on the cheek, all of which would be picked up by Nha and her photo snapping spree!

[Afterhoursclub]

Ashley was a tough individual, during her career inside the squared circle, she had developed a certain reputation: the Brit wasn't the most agile individual in the promotion... But she was the true definition of a "tank".

During her matches, the redhead tended to absorb a great deal of damage, being able to push right through her opponent's offense, and overwhelm them with superior strength. This had proven to be quite a successful tactic during most of her bouts. With most of her adversaries unprepared to deal with the raging inferno that was Ashley with full momentum in her favor.
But still, regardless of her incredible stamina and remarkable resilience, she remained human nonetheless.

And not even the toughest human could last long without oxygen...

Or without proper circulation for her brain.

When Sha's thick bicep cinched tight against her neck, cutting out all proper functions. There was not much to do for Ashley, much less in her current battered state. After a short struggle and a few faint grunts in protest, the redhead ended up on her way to dream land once again. Falling limp into Sha's grasp; And much like the ride from the arena to the twins apartment, the next few minutes would remain a mystery for the unconscious gal. Something that perhaps would play in her favor...

Since Ashley would be pretty much absent while the twins continued to have fun with their newly acquired toy. She would barely feel a thing hanging from the red twins hold on her head, she would remain unaffected by Sha's mischievous hand fondling her breast. And it wouldn't be until much later that Ashley would be made aware of the impromptu photo sessions taken at her expense. It would indeed be a long night for the Brit.

[Darius 2.0]

The Ancestors might have actually afforded Ashley the smallest of mercies by rendering her unconscious before starting another photoshoot. Otherwise she'd have to endure the indignities of being a living prop while fully aware, and a proud fighter like would definitely have something to say about the way Nha and Sha were using her. Sha not only kept Ashley vertical with her buff arm around her throat, but also kept her KO'd as well, leaving her and Nha free to pose her as they saw fit! Pic after pic would be taken of the Egyptians and their ragdoll; groping her, kissing her and waving her limp arm about. Even Nha got in on the pics with several selfies that showed showed her bright smile, Sha's amused smirk, and Ashley's almost peacefully sleeping face.

On her part, Sha seemed to to show no effort holding up the bigger woman up. Her one arm wrapped around Ashley's throat acted as a noose from which the Brit swayed, utterly devoid of consciousness. Nha, meanwhile, proceeded to flip through her the various photos she had taken while smiling in sadistic glee. Posting these on their socials would no doubt shred apart the tough reputation the Red Menace had built. It would also serve as a warning to other wrestlers that facing the Ancestors of Isis risked losing more than just a match. It put their very career on the line!

"She looks so cute while she's sleeping," Nha giggled as she scrolled through her album, picking out a few of her favorites. "But you know......I think I'd really like to hear her screaming."

The not so subtle suggestion was heard by Sha, who understood what her sister meant immediately. Smirking in acknowledgement, Sha would finally unloosen her arm around Ashley's neck. The buff Egyptian would then lift Ashley's limp form up off the ground, hefting her larger body with ease, draping her across her broad shoulders. From there, Sha would place her arms on Ashley's legs and the underside of her chin, where she would immediately begin to pull down on! It was a classic torture rack. One that the red twin intended to wake Ashley up with, dragging her kicking and screaming back from the bliss of unconsciousness!

[Afterhoursclub]

For the last few hours, time had turned into a blur for Ashley, she couldn't tell if it was the same day anymore, if it was daytime or nighttime, or where exactly she was... This seemed like an accommodated apartment, but she had no recollection of how she even got here...
All she had experienced recently was one suffocating submission after the other, without getting even a single second to rest or catch her breath back, save for the times she had passed out... Which were many...

And now, she was in complete obscurity, her mind drifting into unconsciousness, courtesy of the red twin, who had her hanging limp on her grasp. Ashley wasn't reacting anymore, except for a few involuntary twitches as her entire anatomy was used as a prop by the Ancestors.

Sha's bulky bicep, wrapped tightly around her throat, made sure that Ashley received just enough oxygen to prevent any permanent damage, but not nearly enough to function properly, let alone fight back. She remained in a dormant state, for as long as the twins desired, which seemed like it would be quite a long time judging by how much fun they were having at the expense of the redhead.

The Brit wrestler continued unconscious for the entirety of the photo session, unaware of the kissing, groping and posing... Only letting out a few faint groans here and there. And she would remain that way as her body was suddenly maneuvered in the air and repositioned on top of Sha's shoulders, who promptly began to bend her by pulling from her legs and chin, a malicious torture rack, applied expertly by the red twin.

It began as an uncomfortable sensation, until gradually became an excruciating feeling of pain as her figure was forced into a C shape right on top of Sha.

"Aaarrgh..." Ashley winced, woken up suddenly by the cruel punishment. Her mind was aware, yet her body still remained weak and limp, even as it was being broken in half. Her eyes, half open, posed on Nha, who seemed to be enjoying seeing her sister working her over in such a dominant fashion.

[Darius 2.0]

Lifting the dead weight of the Red Menace proved to be as easy for Sha as it had been since first meeting Ashley in the ring. The red twin seemed to have no shortage of stamina when it came to dominantly lifting the larger woman. From the way her muscles nearly tore out of the thin fabric of her lingerie as she flexed, it was not difficult to see why. Still, humiliating the once proud redhead seemed to only fuel Sha towards greater feats of strength, as if drawing power from Ashley's continued suffering.

That suffering would only continue after Sha hefted Ashley onto her shoulders for a classic torture rack, pulling down on Ashley's head and chin to bend the woman like an accordion! Ashley still wasn't fully conscious after Sha had gotten her into place, but after a few sharp pulls down on her limbs and a bit of light jostling, the Egyptian soon heard the telltale sound of pained groans emerging from the redhead's mouth. Smirking in satisfaction, Sha would then begin to steadily increase the pressure of the bend until she could feel those pops and cracks along Ashley's spine.

And standing off to the side, enjoying every moment of the show, was Nha. The blue twin watched with sadistic glee as her sister wrapped the muscle-bound Brit around her like a scarf, truly putting her flexibility to the test. It was always a treat to watch Sha work. "Little lower, please," Nha asked in a sing-song voice.

This would cause Sha to roll her eyes but she would comply nonetheless. With Ashley still draped over her shoulders, the red twin would lower herself down to one knee before dropping down onto the other, holding her victim in the torture rack now from a kneeling position.

With that now done, Nha would saunter her way over to the two women with a devilish smile, her high heels click clacking across the floor with every step. Her mischievous eyes glided across Ashely's bare chiseled stomach, which thanks to Sha, was now stretched taunt in the torture rack, practically begging for Nha to take advantage. "For me?" she giggled. "Oh, sis. You shouldn't have!"

Coming to stand behind her kneeling sister, Nha would lean forward until she hovered over Ashley's exposed stomach, her abdominal muscles glistening before her eager eyes. Slowly, the blue twin would press her lips against Ashley's stomach, engaging it in a tender and soft kiss while the woman remained trapped! It wouldn't stop there though. Soon, Nha would planting a multitude of kisses across Ashley's stomach, her lips smacking across the Brit's skin that left blue lipstick marks in her wake, almost as if she was marking her territory!

[Afterhoursclub]

Ashley's entire body shuddered under the red twin's powerful grasp; she clenched her teeth so tightly her jaw felt fatigued. Sha's hands gripped Ashley's neck and leg like two ropes tied with crushing force, cruelly bending her over her shoulders, pulling harder and harder without any remorse.

"Gahh...!" A pained cry escaped her lips, feeling her back popping under the pressure. Her entire core was stretched, the fabric of her bra barely keeping the redhead's chest contained while the tension kept piling up. Ashley's powerful frame had been subjected to a great deal of punishment throughout her career: thunderous slams, multiple strikes and hits, and wrenching submissions...

A plethora of finishers in countless battles in the ring...

However, few things felt as punishing as this...

It had been a systematic torture, one that had lasted several hours with virtually no rest for the Brit, a gauntlet of cruel holds and chokes that seemed endless. And now, she was being hoisted high up in the air and almost broken in half by Sha. Her battered body was barely resisting the hold, all this while she was dragged back into consciousness by the sheer brutality. Something the twins were very aware of...

"Aarghh!" Another scream, this time louder than the rest, after feeling a new crack on her back. With the pain keeping her well awake. Her trembling arms hung at her sides, lacking the strength to attempt any sort of resistance.

At one point, Ashley noticed the red twin shifting her position and lowering herself to the floor. It was then that her eyes caught a glimpse of the other twin, Nha, walking to the side and leaving Ashley's range of vision. Sha's pressure on her chin kept her from turning her head at will.

Suddenly, Ashley sensed something different...

A soft, tender sensation caressed her bruised and stretched belly. At first, only once, but soon it became a multitude of small, moist touches on her skin. Making a titanic effort, Ashley lifted one of her arms, directing her hand to the source of this sensation, and soon her fingers found the side of Nha's face, planting a myriad of kisses across her bare and exposed belly.

There, Ashley tried to push the blue twin away, but her efforts lacked any real strength, turning into a simple nuisance for Nha, who continued to devour the redhead's abs with dozens of smooches.

[Darius 2.0]

When it came to the desires to hurt and humiliate their victims, Nha's hunger for it ran a bit more on the ravenous side when compared to her twin sister Sha. The amount of times the blue twin had wanted to take a freshly destroyed opponent home only for Sha to rebuff her yearnings was a number that Nha had long lost count of. Her red-clad counterpart was much pickier in her tastes, a fact that Nha would have been fine with if she wasn't reliant on Sha to have to carry their charges home! With so many of their victims being on the heavier side, only Sha's brawny build could handle their transport, meaning Nha was forced to leave many a perfectly good plaything behind, much to her chagrin.

Fortunately for the smaller Egyptian, Ashley Morgan suited the tastes of both her and Sha quite nicely, and now not only did Sha to do the duty of carrying the Brit, but she also presented Nha with the woman's vulnerable stomach like a bounty to be feasted upon; a bounty Nha was all to eager to sample!

All across Ashley's pale and overstretched midsection Nha would level her plethora of kisses, even engaging in the odd lick here and there, tasting of Ashley's abs wherever she could, leaving no part of them untouched. This was no act of worship though. This was Nha staking claim to what was hers, sending a not so subtle message to the redhead that there was no part of her that didn't belong to the Ancestors that night, and that there was nothing she could do to change that.

Well, maybe not nothing. Ashley's sporadic flinging of her arms would in fact manage to get her hand pushing against Nha's face, interrupting her smooching spree! "Oho! Still so feisty!" Nha giggled as she stepped back, laughing off Ashley's pathetic attempts to stop her the same way one might laugh of the antics of a child.

Sha, still maintaining that torture rack, found it decidedly less amusing than Nha, and would pull down on Ashley's chin and legs yet again, hoping to sound off another few pops from the Brit's already punished spine! "Behave," she growled.

"Oh, don't be so hard on her, Sha! She just needs a bit more time to adjust to her new reality." Stepping out from behind the still kneeling Sha, Nha would walk around to where her sister was currently pulling down on Ashley's chin. She would then kneel down beside her sister, putting her at eye-level with Ashley's upside down face, where she give the trapped woman a mocking smile. "Don't worry," she purred, and would cup Ashley's face between her hands. "I'll protect you from mean ole' Sha..."

It was then that Nha would lean in to lay another steamy kiss upon Ashley, only this time she would plant it right on the woman's own lips! As Sha hung Ashley in the torture rack, Nha would make out with the Brit from an upside down angle, plunging her tongue into the woman's mouth, staking yet another claim in the conquest of the Red Menace!

[Afterhoursclub]

Slowly, with the premeditation of someone with no hurry at all...

Of someone with as much time as she desires in her hands...

Nha sampled every bit, every inch and every crevice of Ashley's fully exposed midsection. Soft lips lovingly caressing the redhead's battered skin; A playful tongue dancing teasingly across the channels between Ashley's abs leaving a trail of moisture that quickly covered her entire stomach. With the broken Brit shuddering occasionally... A mixture of the humiliating tasting of her belly by the blue twin, and the systematic crushing of the rest of her body by Sha's torture rack.

Ashley was starting to fade out again, however she remained conscious enough to try to "fight" back a little... Although, calling it anything close to "resistance" would have been too generous, they were more like futile attempts to avoid a fate that had been sealed long ago.
Her weak hand grabbed the side of Nha's head, lacking the strength to do anything besides pressing her trembling fingers against the Egyptian's skin. And then...

"Aargh!..." A pained moan escaped Ashley after one hard tug from Sha, prompting a loud -CRACK- from her back. The moment the Red twin tightened the torture rack, any resistance left was completely extinguished. Ashley went completely limp over Sha's shoulders, like a toy that had suddenly run out of battery. Her head hung down, her arms turned into wet noodles at the side. And With eyes half open.

Everything was a blurry mess for the redhead, unable to focus on anything further than her own nose. Her mind tried to process what was happening, but the rest of her body wasn't obeying anymore, she had no more strength left.

Abruptly, Ashley felt her face cupped, and slightly lifted up only for her eyes to meet Nha's. The redhead's tired and beat up gaze suddenly crossed with Nha's teasing and loving look, this one was entirely a mockery at this point, for the only thing behind the Egyptian's orbs was the desire to keep owning every inch of the Brit's broken form.

Ashley could only watch as Nha's features began to approach.

And then... the warmth of the blue twin's lips completely engulfing hers. The same lips that had devoured each one of her abdominal muscles were now robbing her of what little breath she had left.

A steaming deep kiss, an intimate make out session that only Nha would enjoy, as if she was slowly draining the life out of Ashley, wrapping the redhead's tongue with her own. Keeping the Brit's head safely in place while tasting the barely conscious woman as much as she wished.