What It Means to Lose

[Darius 2.0]

The Egyptian twins were ruthless, sadistic, and utterly addicted to causing pain and humiliation, but they way they did so was something of an art form. Inflicting pain through torturous submission holds was one thing, but mixing the tender pleasure of their touch was a different form of cruelty all together. While one sister would cause their victim agony, the other would bring the feeling of gratification through fondling, groping or even something as simple as a kiss. In alternating constantly between punishment and reward, Nha and Sha would slowly break down the mind and body of their plaything until they inevitably broke. Judging from the way Ashley was practically a rag doll after Sha laid her out on the floor, it seemed to be working on their latest victim as well.

Naturally, this mean it was easy for Nha to sidle her way across Ashley's body before taking her intended seat upon her face! The Red Menace's head would turn out to be the perfect throne for the blue twin, her well proportioned rear enveloping Ashley in its smothery embrace! The thin fabric of her negligée panties would do little to stop her Brit from sinking deep between her cheeks, creating a near air tight seal. "There we go," Nha would purr, and would wiggle her hips a bit while atop of Ashley, making sure the woman was nice and snug underneath her. She could feel Ashley's hot breath tickle against her skin, sensing a shiver of pleasure racing up her spine. "Right where you belong...."

Not to be left out, Sha would make her move on the trapped redhead as well! The muscular Egyptian would eye Ashley's half-naked body with a smirk before she too would lower herself on top of her, moving to straddle the Brit's hips to plant herself down upon her pelvis, bringing herself face-to-face with Nha. With this, Ashley would be pinned to the floor under the weight of both sisters, completely trapped, with her powerful, voluptuous body spread out between the two of them. "Be sure to check if she's passing out," Sha would lecture her blue-clad counterpart. "You know how you get..."

"Oh nag, nag, nag!" Nha would snidely remark. Sha shook her head but would still turn to the task at hand. Looking down, she would see Ashley's taut and muscled stomach laid out before her, still covered in the fresh blue colored lipstick kisses of her sister. Well, she wasn't about to let Nha be the only one who marked their new toy, so leaning down Sha would press her lips against Ashley's core as well! Sha would begin yet another barrage of tender kisses along the length of Ashley's abs, leaving a trail of red lipstick marks in her wake to accompany the blue ones Nha had left!

[Afterhoursclub]

It had been… how long had it been?… Is it daytime, or is it still the night before…

Drifting in and out of reality, being put to sleep only to be violently dragged back was starting to mess with Ashley’s perception of time itself… unable to track how long had she been captive within the twin’s apartment, but then again, there were not many things she could keep track off anyway when everything she could see was complete darkness, with her head buried deep inside Nha’s rear. The blue twin had made it her mission to turn Ashley’s face into the perfect throne to capitalize on her conquest over the redhead… accommodating herself and sitting in such a precise and definitive manner that the Brit practically disappeared between her cheeks, sealing off her face completely so no oxygen nor light could enter.

In turn, Sha decided to take part by sitting on top of Ashley’s waist while facing her sister, effectively pinning both of her lower limbs to the floor under her crushing weight, making sure that Ashley was not going anywhere… not that there had been any hope of that to begin with.

Ashley’s bare stomach lay bare and defenseless between them, drenched and marked by the exhaustion of the continuous torture, her abs stretched taut as her arms rested on the floor at her sides, lacking the strength to move anymore. A series of bluish kiss marks ran across her slick skin, each evidencing Nha’s feast from earlier. Running across every defined abdominal muscle, with the cherry on top being one final and particularly strong kiss mark running across the contour of her navel, completely circling the small opening.

Ashley was mere moments away from drifting into unconsciousness, but her own body pulled her back to reality- succumbing to the suffocation and the lack of oxygen. Suddenly, she began to struggle… contorting in a desperate attempt to find even a minuscule ounce of air. She began to gasp, only managing to send wild vibrations deep below Nha’s backside… undoubtedly filling the blue twin with some sense of sick pleasure at her expense. Her hands shot up, like a corpse coming back to life, heaving aimlessly in the air until they cinched onto Nha’s thick thighs. She tried lifting her legs- but they were practically immobilized by the red twin, who barely even moved. Ashley pressed her hand even harder, her nails digging into Nha’s skin, much like she had done with her sister earlier. But slowly, the pressure started to weaken… as the redhead slowly succumbed to the oxygen deprivation.

Ashley was once more brought to the brink of unconsciousness… barely even registering the wet pecking of Nha’s lips, smooching and devouring her midsection, filling her abdominal area with red smooch marks, painting another dominating work that could well rival her sister’s.