What It Means to Lose

[Darius 2.0]

By the time Nha had finished with her wardrobe change, Sha had already squeezed whatever fight was still left in Ashley. The red twin could feel Ashley's body becoming weaker and weaker between her thighs, her powerful muscles completely dominating the Brit's own, a fact that brought Sha no small amount of satisfaction. Already Ashley's quick and desperate taps against her leg had come to a complete stop, and now the woman merely lay there in an ungainly heap, gasping like a dying fish between Sha's ever tightening legs. Whatever remained of the fighter known as the Red Menace was quickly being crushed into oblivion.

But Ashley's clearly exhausted state would not dissuade Nha in the least, and the first thing she would do upon returning is wrap her legs tight around Ashley's throat in a deadly figure four headscissor! This seemed to inspire their victim into action again, prompting an immediate attempt to tap out on Nha's knee! However, it seemed to be more survival instinct than anything else, and the Ancestors were prompt to ignore it any way!

"Look at her cute little face!" Nha laughed in delight. From her position above Ashley, she was able to look down on the squished head of her victim. With every flex of her thighs, the blue twin watched Ashley's face turn various shades of red, almost making her match her own hair color!

"She looks like she wants to say something," Sha chuckled, but whether that was true or not would be impossible to tell. Between Nha's headscissor and Sha's bodyscissor, the Ancestors had made it impossible for their victim to breath, let alone speak. In fact, it only took a few seconds in their leggy prison for Ashley to fall completely limp, unable to withstand the dual squeezing of both powerful Egyptians.

"Aw, poor thing's all tuckered out," Nha would coo with false concern. The blue twin would then run her hand along Ashley's head, mockingly petting the Brit while she remained trapped and helpless. Though Ashley wasn't quite unconscious yet, she soon would be at this rate, and that simply wouldn't do for Nha just yet. "Sha, why don't you go get dressed? I'll be happy to take care of Ashley while you're gone..."

Sha narrowed her eyes suspiciously on her blue clad twin, but in the end she didn't argue. Begrudgingly, she would finally unlock her legs from around Ash;ey's body, freeing her from the bodyscissor at last. At the same time, Nha would unwind her own legs from Ashley's throat, ending the redhead's dual squeezing nightmare, leaving her to flop uselessly to the floor.

But as Sha went off to her room to perform her own outfit change, Nha would look upon the fallen form of the Red Menace with hungry eyes. Moving with delicate purpose, Nha would move to mount Ashley, sliding herself atop the larger woman to seat her buxom behind on her crushed stomach. She would also pin Ashley's arms at her sides, trapping them with her stocking-covered thighs. Once she was in position, she would loom menacingly over the barely conscious Brit, looking down upon her not unlike a leopard eyeing its next meal.

"Along at last," Nha would purr down at Ashley. That was when she would lower her barely covered chest down onto Ashely's face, burying it between her ample breasts! The blue twin would also wrap her arms around the back of Ashley's head to pull her deep into her cleavage, hugging the woman's face tight against her to apply a deep and suffocating breast smother!

[Afterhoursclub]

A loud gasp escaped Ashley the moment she was released from both of the sisters' hold, finally being able to breathe much-needed air, prompting some color to return to her suffocated face. However, her body still bore the marks of the continuous punishment she had sustained through the entire night. First with the torturous match from earlier, and now pretty much taken hostage by the Ancestors.

"Aghh... Aghh..." Ashley's chest moved up and down rapidly, her eyes wore a lost look, barely making out the light on the ceiling. Her once powerful and impressive mid-section was now turned into a red mess, covered with a thick layer of sweat, much like the rest of her semi-naked form. She was exhausted, beaten, and battered. Her hair fell wildly at her sides, sticking in damp, crimson strands to her face. However, she remained conscious enough to notice the dark shadow that slowly covered her entirely. She suddenly felt her stomach being pressed down, and at that moment, Nha's figure materialized in front of her eyes and closer than ever.

Ashley's glazed eyes fixed on the Egyptian girl. Using what little breath she was able to get back, she attempted to form a few words...

"You... huff-huff... hate... you..-" she could not muster anything else, for each word took an immense effort.

The Red Menace felt her arms being pinned to the floor, and her head suddenly wrapped in Nha's tight embrace. In mere seconds, her face was completely swallowed by the blue twin's ample breasts. She tried to fight, but Ashley was too weak to resist. Her mouth and nose were sealed off into the obscure, intimate cage that was Nha's cleavage. With the Egyptian's arms adding even more pressure to the already suffocating maneuver. She wiggled and heaved, but it was ultimately useless; she was trapped tight with no hope to escape by herself, left to the mischievous twin's mercy. Oxygen became scarce once more. Ashley's mind began to wander off into the void again, with her world turning into nothing more than darkness, the unmistakable scent of sweat and the warmth of her captor's body crushing her from above.

[Darius 2.0]

"Oh, I know you do, sweetie," Nha would say in response to Ashley's pitiful defiance, right before she lowered her chest to silence her "That's what makes this so much fun..."

As her cleavage completely enveloped Ashley's face, Nha would let out a heated moan, loving the feeling of her victim's features sinking deep into her pillowy embrace. Already she could feel Ashley struggle within clutches, her hot breath wafting against her skin as she desperately tried to get in new air. This was the part Nha always loved the most when it came to breaking in a new victim, when they still maintained that belief that if they put up a fight, no matter how feeble, they could avoid their fate in becoming a mere plaything for the Ancestors.

It was the shattering of that belief that Nha always enjoyed above all.

Wrapping her arms around Ashley's head allowed Nha to pull Ashley deep between her cleavage while at the same time she bore down on her above, allowing her to completely submerge the Brit's face from view, leaving only the top of her skull as any trace left of her! Ashley's powerful body wiggled and squirmed underneath Nha's ass but that was easy for the blue twin to ride out. The so called 'Red Menace' was as weak as a kitten to the Egyptian now.

"Shhh....it's okay," Nha whispered in an almost soothing manner to her struggling captive, no amount of which even managed to budge Nha. One of her hands around the back of Ashley's head would begin to stroke the woman's red hair, not unlike a mother guiding their child into a peaceful slumber. "No need to fight so hard......you just need to accept the fact that you're going to be our bitch for the foreseeable future. Trust me, you'll learn to enjoy it...."

With that, Nha would simply wait for Ashley to drift off to sleep within her smother, rocking her head back and forth in her arms, enjoying the warm closeness until she had completely faded away. With how long she and Sha had been working her over, she suspected it wouldn't take very long....

[Afterhoursclub]

Complete darkness and suffocating pressure. That was everything Ashley could feel while trapped in Nha's intimate prison, her face tightly crushed between the Egyptians' breasts. Nha's arms coiled around her head like chains, keeping her in place with no hope of escaping, if there remained any. Her chest began to compress, partly due to lack of oxygen, and partly due to the weight of the playful twin sitting on top of her.

"Hmphh..." a weak wimper, her breath had been systemically drained, altogether with her strength- what little of it Ashley still had; Her muscles began to burn again, succumbing to the exhaustion and the continuous punishment. To Ashley, everything had transpired too fast, and with no pause: One moment she was in the LAW arena, being subjected to a double muscle buster maneuver by the Ancestors just a few instants before she blacked out completely-

And the next time she opened her eyes, she was trapped in this new hell disguised as a luxurious apartment. Still wearing nothing but her undergarments.

"...Ughh..." another weak groan... Ashley tried to draw air from where there was none, desperately opening her mouth but finding nothing but the taste of salt and more suffocation. Her pulse quickened. Trying to move her head but failing to do so, Nha's hold over her was too strong... or perhaps Ashley was just too weak to put up any fight. She felt the Egyptian's fingers running playfully through her hair, a humiliating gesture disguised as a caress. She had been turned into nothing more than a plaything by the Ancestors throughout the entire night. A thought that was killing Ashley on the inside, more so, knowing how helpless she was...

"...mmph...n-...no-..." one last moan, just before Ashley's eyes rolled to the back of her head, she was out. Her entire body went limp abruptly within Nha's embrace. There were no more grunts, no more struggle, and no more defiant looks-

Just the rocking motion of her figure following Nha's will, and Nha's will only -for as long as the blue-clad twin desired.

[Darius 2.0]

Nha had rendered enough people unconscious in her career to recognize the signs that when they were on the cusp. She knew the feeling, the small changes in people's bodies as their fear began to give way to acceptance. The acceptance that there was nothing they could do to stop her from putting them to sleep if she so desired. Ashley was no different. Within the confines of her suffocating breast smother, Nha could feel the last whimpered gasps of the redhead reverberate against her warm skin, and the body she straddled slowly beginning to slacken. Finally, with one last defeated moan between her breasts, Nha felt Ashley drift off, KO'd in one of the most humiliating fashions imaginable!

"There you go..." Nha would whisper, a wicked smile plastered across the face. She would cradle Ashley's head tight against her breasts for a few seconds longer to just to be sure she was truly out, rocking it back and forth like a cuddled toy. It was only after receiving no reaction for the Brit did Nha finally unwind her arms from around her head and peel face out from between her chest. Ashley was unconscious alright. Her red, sweaty face looked almost peaceful as Nha gazed upon it with her hungry dark eyes. "Poor thing. I always forget how breathtaking I can be!"

While Ashley still slumbered, Nha would unseat herself from the woman's body and set to work on her next task. Moving with purpose, Nha would deftly move Ashley's limbs into place, folding her arms across her chest and threading them through her bent knees. The result was a perfectly executed paradise lock, Ashley's hands trapped between her own thighs!

With her captive knotted up on the floor, Nha would lower herself onto her upturned ass, using her as a living, breathing chair. She leaned back, crossed one of her flawless legs over the other, and settled comfortably into place. That done, the sultry Egyptian would then pull out her cellphone and begin to causally flip through apps.

Much as she wanted to continue tormenting Ashley, she knew Sha would get all sulky if she went any further without her. It was one of the few downsides of being a twin; you ended up having to share everything. Oh well, at least she had a comfy seat while she waited...

[Afterhoursclub]

When Nha finally let go of Ashley's head, the effects of her affectionate embrace became evident: her skin was reddened and glistening, covered with a shiny coat under the room lights. Eyes half open and mouth agape, swallowing some much-needed oxygen almost involuntarily. Her hair was a complete mess, but then again, the same could be said about the rest of her body, having been subjected to one punishing hold after another, and with no referee to stop the twins from going too far.

Ashley remained submerged deep into her forced slumber, her figure turned into jelly, easily molded by anyone who grabbed hold of her. And unfortunately for Ashley, Nha's creative mind was working to its full extent- The Egyptian seized both of Ashley's wrists and crossed her noodle arms together, quickly wrapping both of the redhead's legs around them, leaving the Brit all knotted up in an impressive Paradise Lock.

"Ugh..." An indecipherable moan came out of Ashley's lips as she was rolled up, with her face pressed against the cold floor and her rear pointing upwards; All of her limbs were tangled below her. She was trapped -within herself. It almost seemed like being out cold was a mercy for Ashley, not having to see the humiliating position she was currently stuck in.

"Guhh..." another grunt, a simple involuntary reflex to the blue-clad twin choosing to use the Brit as a chair. Letting all of her weight rest on top of Ashley further forced her knotted form together. Leaving no space between her limbs and her battered torso, all squeezed tight.

The unconscious redhead was left drooling on the ancestor's floor as a few slivers of consciousness began to return to her, just enough to make out some lights in the apartment and the cold on her cheek; everything else remained a distant blur.

[Darius 2.0]

While Nha was making human furniture in the main room, Sha had gone off to her own room to make her own wardrobe change. Having stripped out of her wrestling fatigues, the buff Egyptian picked through her closet silently until she found the set of lace lingerie that matched the one Nha was currently wearing, only in her signature color of red. Nha had bought these for the two of them a long time ago and Sha remembered being skeptical at how well they would look on her. She and Nha may have shared looks, but their body types couldn't be more different.

Spoiler

Turns out she had nothing to worry about. The thin fabric of the undergarments hugged her feminine curves somehow managed to accentuated her powerful frame it even further. Every muscle was on full display, from her thick thighs to her broad back; a true tower of power that still dripped with raw sexuality. That was what Sha saw as she inspected herself in her mirror, giving herself a satisfied smirk. She then turned to leave and rejoin her sister. Knowing Nha, she was probably getting impatient. But she could at least take comfort in knowing that there was no way twin would take advantage of her absence to have fun with Ashley on her ow-

Whatever hopes Sha had for Nha, they were completely dashed when she walked in the main room and saw her slender twin sitting like a queen on the upturned ass of Ashley, who from the looks of it was very much unconscious. "Really?" Sha sighed.

Nha, who had been deep into her phone at that point, looked up to see her broad sister starting at her disapprovingly. "What?" she asked innocently. "You were taking forever! What was I supposed to do? Sit on a chair?" At Sha's continued glare, Nha rolled her eyes in exasperation. "Oh relax! She's still good to go! See?"

To make her point, Nha would aim a quick slap across one of Ashley's butt cheeks, trying to illicit a response from the knotted up woman and demonstrate there was plenty of life left in her.

With that done, Nha would smile and suddenly underhand throw her phone at Sha, would would deftly catch it in mid air. "Here. Take some good pictures for the Twitter page. And don't worry about getting my good side. All my sides are my good sides."

Though Sha was tempted to tell Nha just where to stuff her phone, the red twin chose instead to let it go, and with a begrudging expression started to take pictures of Nha seated atop Ashley in the paradise hold. As the blue twin sat pretty atop her victim, she struck many a fabulous, if not overdramatic, pose. Blowing kisses, tossing back her braided hair, even enticingly rubbing Ashley's vulnerable ass, putting on quite the show at the expense of the Red Menace!

[Afterhoursclub]

"Ughh.. fuck..." Life was slowly returning to Ashley, still dazed and with a glassy look in her eyes. As if waking from a short but deep sleep. She felt something hard pressing against her cheek. Was it... the floor?

"The- the hell?..." she tried to move, suddenly realizing the unnatural position she was in. "Fuck is this?!" She attempted to unwrap herself, having gathered a bit of strength in her forced rest, but something was keeping her pinned to the ground. The Brit turned her head a little, and in the corner of her eye, she was able to see Nha's figure sitting on top of her. Right at that moment, she felt a hard slap on her rear.

"Ackh!" she shouted. Still too weak to fight back, but with enough energy to once again speak her mind to her captors. "Fucking... let me go!" Her anger returned instantly when she remembered where she was... and worse still... who she was with. Peeking further back in the room, the silhouette of the red twin was coming back, dressed in a similar fashion to her sister. Ashley's struggles increased, at least in her head, but reality was different... her exhausted body remained stuck in the paradise hold and could barely move on her own.

Ashley felt frustrated, even more so with the blue twin suddenly switching poses on top of her, while Sha seemingly took hundreds of pictures. "The hell are you doing?!" she demanded, still trying to untangle her arms.

[Darius 2.0]

With a comfortable position from which to start her photoshoot, Nha embraced her inner fabulousness and struck a variety of enticing and sexy poses for Sha to snap away photos at! Sha, for the most part, turned out to be a pretty decent photographer. With unexpected skill, she seemed to able to get the perfect angles and compositions to really make her subjects pop. In particular, she tried to make sure that the drooling and undignified face of Ashley was present in each one. Though Nha was the star here, it was also important to give credit to tonight's guest of honor.

But the photoshoot would be interrupted when Nha's chair, having regained consciousness, shouted in outrage! "Oh, look who's back with us," Nha would laugh with delight, and though Ashley struggled to break free of the paradise lock after waking up, the blue twin seemed to have no trouble keeping her entangled. "See? And you were worried she'd have no fight left in her."

"No, I was annoyed that you started again without me," Sha responded as a matter of fact, and would toss Nha's phone back at her, complete with an album full of freshly taken pics.

Catching the phone in her hand, Nha would be quick to start scrolling through the photos, her eyes lightning up every time she spotted one she liked! For now, she seemed content to ignore the struggling Brit beneath her, though as she scrolled through her phone with one hand, her other seemed to continue fondling Ashley's upturned ass in an almost absent-minded manner! "Ahem," Sha would grunt audibly.

"Mmm? Oh right! Go ahead. I've got to post some of these anyway." With that, Nha would finally stand up off her living seat, and with a quick little boot to Ashley's hip, the blue twin would aim to tip the redhead over, rolling her onto the floor where it would be much easier for her to free her limbs, effectively ending the paradise lock!

However, this was no reprieve the Ancestors offered their victim. It was merely a changing of hands. As Nha veered off to fiddle with her phone, Sha would move in on Ashley with deadly purpose. She hoped to grab the Brit before she could even think about recovering, grabbing a handful of her red hair in order to pull her up into a sitting position. Once she had done that, Sha would then immediately wrap one of her powerful arms around Ashley's neck from behind, locking onto her other arm that braced against the back of Ashley's head. It was a textbook sleeperhold, one Sha would apply pressure to as soon as it was locked in, attempting to cut of the flow of Ashley's breathing all over again!

[Afterhoursclub]

Although both twins thrived on total dominance of their opponent, their approaches were completely different. While Nha enjoyed taking her time to slowly break down her victims, both mentally and physically, turning every second into an intense, intimate, and complete display of strength and sensuality, Sha, on the other hand, was tough, direct, and brutal. The red twin only cared about demonstrating her superiority over whoever had the misfortune of falling into her clutches, leaving no doubt (to either the audience or her victim) as to who the winner was, no matter how many times she had to get her hands dirty to achieve it.

And by now, Ashley had experienced each of the sister's MO first-hand. And on several occasions over the last 24 hours.

"What are you... Doing?" The red menace kept struggling. Trapped under the blue-clad twin. Her arms and legs feeling numb after being stuck in the paradise lock for what had felt like an eternity. Her cheek pressed against the cold floor of the Egyptians luxurious apartment. Her face, turning redder by the second, a mixture of suffocating exhaustion and unexpected blushing, feeling her rear being carelessly fondled and played with by her captor.

"Hmmph!" Ashley continued to wiggle, but Nha wouldn't budge, she continued to play around with her phone, ignoring the Brit entirely. However, the moment her sister Sha protested by clearing her throat in an exaggerated fashion. Nha's trance with her smartphone would break instantly. The blue sister would stand up and Ashley was finally able to get some feeling back into her limbs. Still, a quick kick to the side would rapidly remind her that she wasn't out of the woods yet... Not by a long shot.

"Gruhh!" The redhead grunted, falling sideways to the floor. She tried to crawl away but a burning sensation took hold of her head. As if she were a mere toy, the twins were taking turns punishing the Englishwoman. Giving Ashley no chance to catch a break, or even get her breath back. And now, it was Nha's turn again.

The red twin grabbed a handful of Ashley's hair and pulled her up to a sitting position. Quickly sitting behind her and swiftly coiling her muscular arm around the Brits neck. Locking it tightly in place with the other while pressing the back of Ashley's head.

"I'm gonna...

Rip your...

Head off...- ack!!"

Ashley was cut mid sentence by the bulging bicep pressing tightly against her throat, cutting her blood and air supply in an instant.

"...n-...No!..." A desperate cry that died out stuck in her mind. Quickly running out of oxygen, her eyes slowly rolling to the back of her head, with her mouth open without emitting any sound. She was being put to sleep yet again. The redhead clawed at Sha's arm, but her strength was rapidly fading, she brought one hand behind her head, trying to find the Egyptian's face in a last ditch effort to free herself, but it would be too late by the time Ashley managed to do so.

Her world went dark, her arms turned into noodles together with the rest of her body. Now trapped like a defenseless ragdoll in Sha's arms.