Overruled - Mary Bloom and Cassandra York (Complete)

[Darius 2.0]

Mary dropped to the floor with Cassandra in tow with the aim to slam her big booty onto poor Sylvia's back, but instead Mary would end up planting down on a much softer target. Landing on Sylvia's thighs the impact wasn't what Mary hopped it would be. It was still enough to knock Cassandra out though and the blonde would feel the body on her shoulders go limp. No need to carry her anymore then and so Mary would simply dump Cassandra off her shoulders to land in a heap at her side. With the eldest taken care of Mary could turn her full attention back to Sylvia.

"You're quite the feisty one," Mary purred, looking over her shoulder to where Sylvia's top half lay. "Don't you know you're beaten? Your sister knew it and we've been having a wonderful time..." Mary would then spin around and attempt to crawl up Sylvia's back. Grabbing the woman by her shoulders May would try to flip Slyvia over onto her back so Mary would be straddling her front instead. If she managed to accomplish that Mary would next move up Slyvia's front, past her bulbous breasts so she could planet her panty covered pussy right over Sylvia's mouth and nose, trying to smother her in a front facesit!

"I think someone needs to take a nap," Mary would purr.

[Shura]

"So you'd be the kind to give up?" I'm not... hgnn... surprised. Sylvia was firmly held under Mary's booty, and despite her efforts she wasn't going any where. Even less so when Mary flipped her on her back with just as much ease as she had performed all her feats of strength so far. "Ghaa!"

Then the younger lawyer would helplessly witness Mary slowly making her way toward her head, rubbing her panties on her body all the way to her destination where she sat. Right on Sylvia's face whose screams of protestation would get largely muffled under the blonde's crotch. The brunette's hands would beat on Mary's thighs as she tried to shake her head left and right to find some precious air.

Meanwhile Cassandra would still be out and completely unresponsive.

[Darius 2.0]

Now seated comfortable on the face of her persistent victim Mary would sit back and relax while riding out Sylvia's struggles. Mary's skirt would completely hide any indication that there was a head under crotch. Mary's full weight would come down on Sylvia's features, completely sealing off her air. Right on time she would hear Sylvia's muffled screamed emanating from beneath her pussy. She would feel them as well reverberate through her sex and the blonde shivered with pleasure. IT felt good to put the difficult and mouthy brunette in her place.

"You know, your breasts might be even bigger than mine?" Mary would say, unsure if Sylvia could even her her where she was now. "That's kind of amazing. I didn't think they got any bigger than mine!" Mary would look over her shoulder to the big beauties she was referring too. They were so large Mary could almost rest her back against them as a cushion.

"I hope you don't mind if I....inspect them?" Both of Mary's hands would then reach behind her and take two large handfuls of Sylvia's gigantic boobs, giving both of them a tight squeeze while their owner languished beneath her,

[Shura]

Sylvia kept squirming under Mary's smother. But the more she struggled and the more the lack of air was becoming problematic. The thought of rubbing her mouth against Mary's pussy through her panties crossed her mind, it might even loosen the blonde's hold a little if she did it the right way. But on the other hand she had no intention of giving her even more pleasure, especially of that nature. And Mary was already enjoying herself more than enough! She could also have bitten the fruit... gross and a bit extreme, but it would have definitely taught her a lesson.

As she rejected the thought she vaguely heard Mary speak, something about her breasts, and how they compared. Her body body twitched when she suddenly felt Mary's hand get a good grab of her breasts. They were still tightly packed in her bra and thus would feel pretty firm to the touch. Powerless, Sylvia squirmed again.

[Darius 2.0]

With her victim powerless underneath her Mary was free to go to town on Sylvia's breasts. They were still covered by the woman's outfit but only barely. That sill left Mary plenty to grab onto. The blonde wasn't exactly gentle either. She kneaded the breasts every which way she could, groped them with both hands, even tweaked at the nipples a little bit. IT was like she was carrying out her own private examination, and Sylvia's boobs were the test subjects.

"Hmmmm, you've got quite the gift," Mary giggled, giving Sylvia's nipples another teasing pinch. "I would say.....you're just a liiiiiitle bit smaller than me. But don't let that get you down. I'm just a bit more gifted is all."

Mary would then take her hands off Sylvia's breasts and settle them upon her thighs. "Now fall asleep please. We have the next bout of the spar to get on with." Trying to press her full weight onto Sylvia's trapped nose and mouth Mary would simply wait for the girl to pass out from lack of oxygen. She would also stay there a bit afterwards to make sure the lawyer wasn't faking this time.

[Shura]

Sylvia couldn't take it any more, her breasts were generously fondled, kneaded, played with... Studied even! The gigantic mounds rolled between Mary's hands, their sheer weight and volume would probably make them somewhat difficult to handle but the blonde seemed to be quite experienced in these matters. She had her own twin mountains to train with after all. And of course she was slowly losing consciousness, the energetic fondling of her breasts had kept her somewhat awake longer but it was coming to an end. And she was reacting less and less to Mary's stimulations and 'investigations' on her boobs.

"I'...doubt it...you...just...jealous...Sylvia's...bigger" And that was Cassandra responding to Mary's study conclusions! Apparently family pride was at stake here if the older sister sorta rose from the dead to object at Mary's statements about Sylvia's bust. She couldn't do much more than that though, she barely had the strength to move her lips and talk, even lifting a finger would have seemed like an impossible task in her condition. She was just lying there on her flank, the side of her face flat on the floor only able to listen and watch. Even so, the sounds and her vision were slightly muffled and blurry. She would have trembled if sheif only could when Mary added that the sparring was still far from over.

[Darius 2.0]

Mary waited for Sylvia to drift off to sleep but the girl was stubborn even in doing that. The woman remained annoyingly conscious but she could see that would soon come to an end. Mary felt the breaths between her legs begin to lessen as well as Sylvia's movements beginning to slow. It was only a matter of time before they stopped altogether. Of course it seemed at the same time Cassandra decided to wake up again!

Mary blinked in surprise, turning her head slightly to where Cassandra lay when she started to mouth off. It seemed the elder sister had a habit of waking up just as Sylvia was about to be put down. Fortunately this time Cassandra looked too weak to do anything about it. Mary merely smiled at her when she spoke up. "Nonsense," Mary would say back to the wounded lawyer. "Mine are quite a bit bigger. Want to see?"

While still seated upon Sylvia Mary would reach over and grab for Cassandra, hoping to get a good enough grip to drag the tall woman closer to her. If she managed that and managed to get the busty brunette close Mary would lift her head up off the ground and shove it into her cleavage. Mary would then wrap her arms tight around Cassandra's head, hugging it deep into her chest to apply yet another breast smother. IF all went well Mary would have two smothers going at the same time!

[Shura]

"Bullshit..." Cassandra wanted to object again but couldn't articulate much before Mary grabbed her and dragged her inert body close to her. Mary's strength was again showing as she lifted the big lawyer with ease. Cassandra's eyes widened at the sight of Mary's giga bust closing in, as she seemed to understand what was coming next. "Already... been there... proves... nothing.." It seemed that she had decided to stand by her words until the end.

Sylvia on her end had vaguely followed the exchange between the two women, it sounded like something about a comparison between her breasts and Mary's. And almost at the same time that Cassandra head's was shoved into the über boobed blonde's rack for the second time today the younger sister went limp, smothered into slumber under Mary's crotch.

[Darius 2.0]

With two humiliating smothers going on two beautiful sisters Mary was in absolute heaven. One in her breasts and the other under her sex, Cassandra and Sylvia were at the absolute mercy of the blonde bombshell within their own office. Marry would giggle as she held the elder sister close to her breast like a mother feeding her child. Cassandra was already familiar with the prison that was Mary's bust but it was Sylvia that she truly wanted to teach a lesson to. That started by knocking the poor girl out. Which apparently she would have success in doing when she felt the woman go limp underneath her.

"Finally," Mary would purr and then would expectantly release Cassandra from her chest, ending her torment for the moment. Laying Cassandra back down to the floor Mary would also dismount Sylvia's face therefore freeing both sisters from their smothers. The blonde amazon would then move to kneel beside Sylvia so she could start stripping her clothes much like she had done to Cassandra earlier, exposing whatever undergarments the woman was wearing.

If Mary manged that she would fold Sylvia's clothes up and place them aside before standing back up, only now releasing how sweaty this whole ordeal was making her. "Well, I don't want to be the only one wearing clothes," Mary chuckled and with that would then lift her sweater over her head, exposing a rack that was barely held up by a simple white bra.

[Shura]

Sylvia wasn't faking anything this time she was actually knocked out. Mary had managed to smother her all the way into dream land. She rested out cold on her back under the blonde's rump. Meanwhile Cassandra was granted a breath of fresh air. She was also very close to fall unconscious between Mary's humongous breasts but she was granted a respite.

As Mary undressed Slyvia she would reveal a very well crafted black bra, unmistakably custom made. It was one of these minimizing bras designed to compress and maintain as firmly as possible the most formidable of busts well in place while making them look less voluminous to the eye and thus reduce the amount of rude stares from indelicate bystanders. However given what it had to work with even "looking less voluminous" still meant ginormous in Sylvia's case and it was absolutely not reducing the amount of stares she was getting every time she entered a room. Lower on her body she was wearing assorted panties, matching her bra. Except its delicate design there was nothing special about it, it was just panties. While Sylvia's body was partially covered in sweat. Understable given what she had gone through.

Lying on her side where Mary had left her to rest Cassandra watched the dominant woman remove her sister's clothes with a surprising sense of care for them. Did she do that with hers as well? Mary was definitely an odd woman. Suddenly her body was shaken by a painful chuckle. "Minizer... bra... knew it" she would have liked to laugh a little for good measure but she was just unable to. "Told.. you...were...talking too soon...".

Then Mary took off her sweater revealing her outrageous rack which, unlike Sylvia's, wasn't tightly crammed in an expensive bra. The poor thing seemed as tormented under the sheer size and weight of Mary's breasts as Cassandra was when she had to deal with the very same burden shoved right onto her face only a few seconds ago. Needless to say that her breasts looked even bigger once no longer restrained by her sweater. "Saggy..." simply commented Cassandra, although she was in fact very much enjoying the show she would have rather bitten her tongue than admitting it.