Coaxing a Rookie

[winner3]

Sandy peered down on Kay with a gleam in her eye. Her black locs covered one of her eyes while the other emanated a look that a hunter would give hurting, limping prey. The heavyweight would lick her lips as she felt Kay's frame struggling beneath her own. That slender neck and cute face rotating and writhing for some semblance of air and freedom. Freedom that would never come.

"So much fire. So much promise. Yet weak enough to be my plaything hehehehe...." Sandy mused aloud as she used her free hand to playfully slap Kay's cheeks and face to and fro, side to side. Sandy had surmised that Drifter had little fight left in her. Even in this state, The Giantess could sense Kay's desperation to fight back with whatever she could muster. She could feel Scarlett's frustration with herself for being able to do so little right now in this moment. And that swirl of self-pity and frustration only spurred Sandy in further!

"Don't you worry. Sandy's gonna take good care of you..." Sandy whispered in an ominous tone as she relaxed her grip on her victim's throat, pressing only the tip of her index finger against the bluenette's neck, tracing down to her chest and finally, those toned abs. Sandy would interrupt this sensual gesture with a quick jab to that defined core! She aimed to not only elicit a pained cry from the hurting middleweight, but to also see to it that she curled up to defend! For when she did, Sandy would straddle her and reach down to pull Drifter between her legs and roll onto her back! If all went well, White would ensnare Kay in a body scissor hold! Her ankles would lock right away! And her long, toned thighs would tense! Sandy would smile devilishly as she began to work and grind down the core of an already hurting Katherine!

"Shhhh shhh-shhh-shhhhh...." Sandy would utter in expectation of the pained coos and groans from her foe. Sandy would lean on her right elbow to steady herself and give herself leverage to squeeze the poor girl with! She'd use her free hand to pull back on Kay's chin and force the bluenette's lips onto her own to combo the Body Scissor with a Chinlock and Liplock in an erotic, dominant, sexy display! Sandy would make sure to keep Drifter long and hard, getting in some tongue while rhythmically, sharply squeezing Kay's side with her oppressively strong bare thighs!

[thesteedman]

Having been near half choked to unconsciousness, Kay was unable to form any kind of defence. All she could do was cough violently as her lungs desperately managed to suck in much needed air. She groaned when her coughing fit ended, her chest throbbing in agony from the suffocating experience. As such, Sandy was able to slowly run her hand down from her neck, tracing between her breasts over the fabric of her top before her hand roamed over her bare stomach, caressing her body. Kay winced in disgust, about to try and knock her arm away when a solid strike suddenly buried into her stomach. Kay shouted out in pain, sitting upwards against her own will against the strength of the hit.

Like some form of constrictor, Sandy struck, soon wrapping herself around Kay with her frighteningly powerful legs. She could feel her flesh against her own, as muscles began to tense up all around her waist and core. Drifter arched, feeling agony in her body as Sandy began to tighten her legs, slapping her ankles together and straightening her legs. Kay cried out in pain from the initial squeeze. Trapped flat on her knees, she found herself unable to prevent her back from arching. Her head whipped back as her toes curled tightly, feeling the devastating pressure of Sandy's powerful legs.
"Aaaaagh! Uuugh... You... bitch...." Kay gasped out, desperately squirming within the grasp, pushing against Sandy's legs as the woman arrogantly allowed her arms to be free...

Sandy began to shush her as Kay shouted out again, a long squeeze drawing out a moan that was no doubt pleasing to Sandy's ears. Though Kay's strength weakened, for a time her writhing and struggles did not... but soon enough she noticeably began to falter, the pain becoming too much and her prying arms doing nothing to relieve the terrible pressure around her body. Kay's bare stomach strained, and Kay's shouts reduced to pained groans and soft moans. Kay's body turned, though it was more likely Sandy allowed it, feeling powerful thighs press down on her lower stomach and spine. Soon enough, Sandy grasped at Kay's head, pulling her back roughly to lie against Sandy... That was when she began to force a kiss upon her.

Kay gasped out, fighting against Sandy's mouth, before a sharp squeeze forced Kay to moan, allowing Sandy to sink in a deep kiss upon her lips. Kay could not match Sandy's strength, any efforts to escape was met with oppressing and devastating squeezes, making Drifter strain and arch... her toes curling once more. The combination of the squeezing and the long lip lock made breathing difficult, and as such Drifter slowly began to struggle less and less as energy was sapped from her. In an act of defiance however, before her body could fail her completely, she bit down on Sandy's lower lip with a hard pinch, looking to at least try and draw blood even if she could not escape!

[winner3]

Sandy had Kay right where she wanted her. Although the smaller, peppier girl spotted stubbornness and a fighting spirit that had resisted up until she couldn't anymore, Sandy had carved a path forward for herself, a means words victory - a way to completely and overwhelm Kay to the point where she'd fall victim to the towering Amazon's powerful frame and sensual/domineering attacks. White had made a living knocking smaller women out on the squared circle, both at LAW and before her tenure at this company. While Kay wasn't normally a cakewalk of a sparring partner, getting the drop on her and forcing her into the role of being Sandy's personal squeeze toy and practice dummy was an easy enough task! Sandy's legs continued going to work on that tempting, sexy core. White could physically feel the fight in Kay begin to wither and dwindle as she alternated between flexing and relaxing her long, powerful, oppressive thighs. She could see Kay's toes curl and she could feel Kay's breathing slow.

Sandy laughed softly and evilly to herself as she lulled Drifter to sleep with her persistent, disarming embrace. The heavyweight predator leaned forward to further mark her territory. She began to kiss the worn, fading girl. Sandy wanted to mark her territory - to give Kay something to remember as she drifted off into her slumber. It wouldn't be long now. Even the shuffling and flailing that she had been feebly resisting with before was slowly coming to a halt. But before Kay could fall asleep completely, she gave Sandy a memento in the form of yet another cut, this time on the lips as she bit back!

Sandy would respond with urgency, sliding her hand down Drifter's chin and onto her throat to squeeze it and dissuade the girl from biting further or deeper! She'd maintain her grip as she pulled her mouth away and resumed choking the gal! Sandy aimed to finally do Drifter in with just another minute or two of squeezing! As she began to really pour the pressure on, Sandy would grunt and breathe deeply, closing her eyes as she made every effort to make this girl go completely limp on a state of unconsciousness! After another minute or so of scissoring, she'd finally release Drifter and stretch lightly. Sandy would slowly begin rising. With her notable strength, she'd effortlessly sling the girl over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes, seemingly eager to take her home!

"A natural-born fighter, this one. I'll rehabilitate you, yet, though. I promise ya...." Sandy would pledge as she sought to add another sub to her growing gallery of broken women at this company....

[thesteedman]

Kay gagged as Sandy's hand reached out and grasped at her throat with a tight grip. It was enough to break away her bite attempt at her lip... for all the good that did. Sandy was alarmingly cool and collected about the ordeal, seemingly caring little that the Drifter had almost drew blood from her lip, and casually choking Kay by her neck whilst her legs continued to slowly press the life from her form with an oppressing squeeze. Kay clutched at Sandy's wrist, trying to relinquish her neck from the death grip the larger heavyweight had upon her. Her lips parted as her eyes closed tightly, no longer able to breathe.

It was a debatable mercy when Sandy finally released her neck... Drifter coughed violently, before trying to breathe in deep for precious air. Though her lungs were able to breathe again, it was restricted from the devastating bodyscissors that constricted her. As such, the process of being rendered unconscious was considerably more prolonged and torturous. Kay had fight within her mentally... but her body had long failed her. She beat against White's bare powerful legs, though the strength was long gone from her own usually strong arms. Drifter's chest rose and fell slow and deeply, the air she was breathing not nearly enough to sustain her. A low moan was drawn from her parting lips, as she settled flat on her knees once more, her head beginning to lull slightly.

That was until Sandy upped the pressure even more. Her legs somehow enclosed further around her already compressed core. What was visible of Kay's abs tensed and strained under the new pressure. The pain within her spine caused Drifter to writhe with a brief surge of strength, gained only through a combination of agony and panic. What was perhaps only a minute or two felt like a gruelling hour, before Kay slowly and finally began to move less and less between Sandy's deadly legs. Soon she was not moving at all, slumping against Sandy as her body slowly began to relax, only making the scissor clinch a little tighter. Mercifully Sandy would release her near death lock upon the slender lightweight, though she would only slump onto the canvas.

Most would have been left there by Sandy... but it seemed she was not done with Drifter. Instead she hoisted her upwards as if she weighed nothing, slinking her over her shoulder. Drifter was out of it, unaware of what dark fate actually awaited her as Sandy began to carry her off, leaving her bag and coat and shoes at the side of the ring with not a care in the world. Drifter slowly began to come too, groaning slightly... but her body was not responding, devoid of energy or ability to fight as she remained slumped, her bare feet dangling as her upper body drooped down behind Sandy's shoulder....

[winner3]

With a passed out Drifter hanging limply over her shoulder, Sandy stood arrogantly with a devious smile on her face. Most would have taken this unofficial victory and called it a day, even most heel wrestler. But White had other plans. She got off on imposing her will. One could only imagine all the sadistic things she had in mind for her prey. Kay wouldn't be the first to be subject to Sandy's personal brand of sensual squashing and squeezing back at her place. But would this iron-willed middleweight be the first to emerge from it still sane and intact? Only time would tell.

"Sandy's Subs is booming in business this year! Thank God I came to this company. For every 5 jobbers, there's a feisty one you, heheh..." Sandy said to herself as she gave Kay a firm smack on the backside while stepping over the top rope to exit the ring. From there, she's grab a bottle of water she had left on the ring apron and make her way out of the gym in very high spirits having had a fun spar and overpowering her newest POW....