Family Gifts are Best Served Bloodied

[Taskmaster12]

She was sore from the hits and she could barely breathe thanks to that blow to her throats. Ayame was in a bad state all around and all she had done was piss Juri off. Looking up at the tall lass in front of her she tried to move away when she was kicked between the legs. What came out of Ayame’s mouth was more of a gagging animal sound then a scream of pain as she was still barely breathing. She dropped to her knees feeling the pain spread across her lower body just as a foot just came crashing into her head and sending her towards the floor. Juri’s heel dug into the her cheek and her head spun away dropping to the floor in dramatic fashion while Ayame looked lost and confused.

[ragaz]

Ayame's little rebellion was annoying, but it was quickly put down by a solid blow to the coochie before delivering some Chuck Norris justice to Ayame's cheek. Juri walked over to her downed victim and looked down at her, pissed. I fucking told you! She would yell as she'd kick Ayame in the ribs. That you're only making this worse..! Another punt would be sent to her ribs. For yourself! Then a third punt, the strongest one would crash into Ayame's side that would maybe even move Ayame across the floor. If Juri wasn't stopped, she would just chuckle and a smirk would come back to her face. A good dose of sadism never failed to make Juri feel better. Will you be a good girl now?

Her next move would be to try and lift Ayame by the arm and hair, basically the first thing Juri could grab onto. Assuming that went relatively smoothly, Juri would push Ayame against the punching bag and start raising her arms with her own, looking something like a grapevine. Only if it worked, Juri would start tying Ayame's hands up there with a rope.

[Taskmaster12]

Laying on the ground and nearly losing sight of where she was Ayame could barely start to stand up and was kicked in the side for her troubles. Right in the ribs by this women’s powerful kicks, which sent her back to the floor. It let like something trying to crush her ribs and Juri went again kicking her more on her stomach as she flopped around on the floor, spluttering in place. Another sharp kick kept Ayame docile before she was pulled up and held against the punching bag. Her eyes were slowly opening and her body grapevines helpless on the punching bag, as Juri’s motives became more and more clear all Ayame could do was question the shy of things.

[ragaz]

Now the rowdy girl was pacified, more manageable and at last was prone to "seeing reason" so to say. Pushed against the bag, Ayame was being grapevined a bit seductively as Juri kept staring the girl in the eyes as she was trying up Ayame's hands overhead and if Ayame was a good girl and didn't resist, Juri would give her a lengthy kiss to the lips as a reward.

[Taskmaster12]

Everything hurt and nothing made sense. Ayame’s mind was lost in a sea of questions and confusion while she saw Juri staring at her. Her cute features did nothing to hide the sadistic pleasure she was getting from this. Nothing made this situation better and she felt her arms being restrained by the ropes above her though she didn’t resist, more out of confusion then a desire to comply. Then Juri forced a kiss on her. Leaving Ayame whimpering and her fingers curling in shock and surprise as this whole thing just made no sense to her and the young Wolf was just completely confused about the whole thing.

[ragaz]

As Juri stared at the lovely Akan girl, the confusion on the girl's face was pretty obvious, it was something Juri wanted her to feel. It always felt great for Juri when people did not know what to expect from her and she could see how people were guessing on that in their mind.
That trend continued when Juri's kiss brought even more confusion to Ayame. The kiss felt nice and all, but what Juri was truly enjoying was the anticipation. The anticipation for what was coming next - while the two women were making out, whatever Juri was doing would be more or less out of sight for Ayame and that just happens to be Juri balling her hand into a fist and sending a hopefully surprise punch into Ayame's belly while the two are making out.

After the blow, Juri would break the kiss and take half a step back. Simple punching is not my forte, exactly, but I have perfect target practice here, so let's practice! Juri would say like she was some excited airhead. Thank you for your cooperation, by the way! Juri would say with a smile before sending several more punches into that great belly of Ayame's, as if it was a punching bag and Juri was practicing.

[Taskmaster12]

The whole situation was too much for Ayame’s brain to comprehend at once. Here she was tied up to her big sis’ punching bag by a women who didn’t seem to have any agenda short of screw with her. Was this even about her or was she projecting something else to get to Kyoko? And now she was kissing her a feeling Ayame was not sending too much love from her. Needless to say Ayame wasn’t kissing back instead just laying there letting the women press her lips into her before finally a punch was thrown instead. “Mmmffffhh!” Ayame’s legs shot up in protest as she felt Juri’s fist strike hard into Ayame’s belly. While she knew that such a move was a long time tactic of her sister and Ayame’s belly wasn’t lacking in that department either she wasn’t used to it like she would have been not belong the fact was the lack of tensing up she had done before hand before Juri started to excitedly punch away at her body hitting all around her exposed belly while Ayame could gag and jump. “Gaggh! Wh-What is-Uggh! Your problem! What di-Oouugh!”

[ragaz]

Juri broke the kiss upon landing a punch to Ayame's stomach from up close and now the girl officially became Juri's punching bag, throwing jabs at those well developed abs again and again, having way more fun than just striking a normal punching bag. Live targets were the best, after all. After maybe a dozen jabs, Ayame finished her question to which Juri had a pretty simple answer. My problem is that... Juri would stop her onslaught and take a step back and looking somewhat down, as if remembering something, as if having a serious or maybe emotional moment, but in reality, she was thinking of something else. I'm not hearing enough moaning! Juri would shout out while turning with a roundhouse kick, aiming to strike Ayame's belly with her heel with enough force to send her along with the punching bag swinging.

[Taskmaster12]

The punches just kept on coming, and all hitting around her abs. Juri had a clear agenda and given her choice of attack Ayame had a few questions about who this beating was directed too. But those would have to wait, instead all she could do was try and tighten her body for the punches that struck her over and over again until finally the crazy women stopped to contemplate her question. Ayame more then welcomed the break while the trapped beauty sucked in air trying to get the fuzziness out of her head, waiting Juri’s answer. It didn’t come the way she expected being through a big kick to her exposed belly. “Ouuuhhuu!” Ayame jumped in place wanting to curl up to protect her belly from foot buried in it but her body not responding at all to the invasion as she squirmed helplessly in place.

[ragaz]

Now she was reaping the fruits of her efforts, enjoying her new, helpless punching bag. Fists kept impacting into the hard belly with audible ''clap'' sounds, digging into the girl's stomach. It was causing Juri to smile wider and wider in satisfaction as she felt great joy at making others suffer and keeping them helpless and in despair. Well, maybe they haven't reached the ''despair'' level yet, but Juri planned on working on it. The roundhouse kick went in hard, despite the solid abs of the poor Akan girl. Such a nice, strong belly... Juri brushed her hand over Ayame's abs as she said that.

Such a cute face... Juri would then caress the girl's left cheek with her hand as if she was a caring mother or something. Juri would lean in closer to almost kissing distance while holding Ayame's face by the chin. It's so lovely when it's in pain... While that is happening, Juri would ball her left hand into a fist and send an uppercut into the girl's solar plexus, hoping to see some of those lovely reactions. I could keep going all day, can you?