VIP vs. Sasha Mellows: Torture Rack Match

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With a delighted cackle, Vanessa would glare down at Sasha as she reacted to her touch. VIP's hand would then make more deliberate motions, palming Mellows' sex as she stared into her eyes. "Oh, I think you've had your fun... and I think it's time I've had mine, you overgrown brat!" spat out Price.

And then, without warning, she would slip her fingers in tightly into Sasha's lower folds, her talon-like fingers gripping her tight in a claw of sorts. "And is it pain... Embarrassment... Desire... Arousal... Which of these do you feel the most, Sasha? No wrong answers," mentioned VIP casually, the fashionista content to hold onto Sasha's sex like this until she got the response she wanted. She would have her retribution for the beating she was handed.

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One hand cuffed to the rack, her legs spread and her sex exposed. Things were at there absolute worst for Sasha and it was only going downhill from there. Sasha couldn’t stop the moan from leaking out or her hips from twitching when she felt Vanessa’s fingers glide against her sex. A reaction that only made the fashionista more aggressive as she pressed her palm against her sex and began to grind down on it harder than before.

The muscle bound blonde chewed on her lips as she tried to block out the sensations, the pleasure. But it was getting harder and harder to ignore. So when Vanessa’s fingers pierced through, Sasha couldn’t stop her head from falling back and letting out a lewd moan. ”Haaannn!” she squealed. Vanessa asked her a question but Sasha was too busy dealing with the conflicting sensations of pain and pleasure to notice. All she tried to do was use her opposite arm to try and weakly force the blondes fingers out.

“T-Take them out! Ahnnn! Mmmm!”

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Sasha's moaning was harmonious to Vanessa I. Price as the sinister fashionista smiled contently. "Oh, let it all out, don't hold back, you idiot!" exclaimed Price, only digging her fingers in further. She could feel Mellows trying to grab at her wrist to meekly force her crotch claw off, but Vanessa grabbed hold of Sasha's only hand with her free one, giving her a challenging expression. "Oh, you don't actually want me to stop though, do you? Maybe now... but wait until I make you release. You'll be begging me for more--excited to see what I'll do to you when you're on that torture rack. Give in and let it be easier on you," explained VIP.

And then, she would forego the pain and then start to focus more on stimulating Sasha's lower folds, probing around inside her until she would find the sweet spot. Then, Vanessa would drive in full-force, expertly moving her fingers to try maximizing the pleasure to the Hawaiian giant!

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Sasha could feel the fashionistas fingers digging inside of her, wreaking havoc on her sex and holding it hostage. Sasha tried to be strong and keep herself silent, but it was a losing battle. Her hand that she was using to try and pull Vanessa’s fingers away was easily yanked off, and Sasha was forced to listen as the blonde in front of her gleefully told her how she planned to make the Hawaiian her toy on the torture rack. This would usually trigger herself to fight harder to escape, but at the moment another trigger demanded her attention.

That being the way VIP’s fingers released her cruel claw and instead began to frantically pump in and out of Sasha’s sex, as though they were looking for something. More moans escaped Sasha’s lips as her juices began to leak out and her hips began to buck. And when Vanessa found what she was looking for, that served as the final trigger as Sasha’s hips would suddenly buck into the air.

”IYAHHHNNN!!!” she screamed as her climax ripped through her.

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Vanessa watched Sasha's face intently as she was trying to resist her fingerblasting efforts. The buff amazonian could feel Mellows' pussy twitch and move and her hips rise as she was hitting all the right spots. And then, a scream and a climax came, and Price's fingers were coated with Sasha's love honey. With a sneer, VIP tugged her fingers out from the giantess and then crawled over, unhooking the one hand of Mellows. "Now tell me you didn't love how that felt, Sasha. And just think of how much of that you'll receive after this too. How lucky are you to get to experience this?" asked Vanessa teasingly before reaching down for two handfuls of Sasha's hair.

"Keep in mind, I would love for this to end without me having to put forth more effort than necessary. So I offer you the opportunity to submit to me completely. Or... well, I guess I'll just have to keep this up," explained Price. She would then attempt to rip Sasha in a hairmare, trying to use her might and hopefully Mellows' momentum to fling her to the opposite end of the ring!

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Sasha didn’t know how long her orgasm lasted, only that when it did it took all her strength with it. The steely tanned Hawaiian deflated and looked as if she could’ve melted into a puddle. Her opponent however wasn’t going to let the blonde rest as she pulled her fingers from her soaked sex and began to unlatch her arm from the rack. All the while saying how lucky Sasha was to be dominated by a girl like her.

Sasha was still recovering from her orgasm to retort and so could do nothing but shout in pain as her hair was grabbed and she was yanked to her feet. She was only up for a few seconds too, as Vanessa then yanked Sasha forward by her hair and sent her across the ring in a hair mare! ”UGGHNN!!” She cried as her rolled into a sitting position, stunned.

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With a mighty toss, VIP was able to hairmare Sasha straight to the other end of the ring, practically womanhandling the tall Hawaiian. Clapping her hands together, Vanessa would then make a sultry walk over to Mellows. "Don't have anything to say? That's fine. I'll give you something to say," explained Price as she walked closer to the sitting giantess.

Then, she would grab hold of her foot. "I said I'm not putting in more effort--and I meant it. So I'll give you an opportunity for compliance. Something you'll have to get used to soon," said the fashionista, smirking. She would give the foot a tug, then grab her other leg. "I want your top removed. Bare breasts. Comply," demanded Vanessa, who would then attempt to twist their legs around in an elegant manner before flopping back to try finishing off locking in a Figure-Four Leglock! A painful maneuver, agonizing, and it was one that, no matter how big and strong Sasha was, it would keep her down.

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The hairmare was more stunning than anything else, though Sasha would admit that she didn’t like the pain in her scalp from having her hair yanked around every which way. She was however more stunned from the throw than she was with any else. Add that with her still coming down from the afterglow of her chin and it was easy for Vanessa to grab one her leg and hold it in place with little resistance.

Then the fashionista began issuing humiliating orders and acting as if the match was already won! Did she truly think that Sasha would willingly take her top off? ”Like hell I’m going to-agghhh!” her retort was suddenly met with a cry of pain as her demanding opponent twisted her legs into a figure four. Sasha’s back arched as she grit her teeth and tried to ignore the pain. All the while trying to think of a way out!

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VIP was already turning and falling to her back with their legs perfectly pretzeled for Sasha Mellows' personal agony. Vanessa simple pushed herself up with her arms to get more leverage, in case Sasha wanted to try something smart, and also because the giant girl's long legs wouldn't allow her to sit back casually. With a smirk, she could only look down at Sasha in pain all over again, ever defiant.

"Oh, like hell you will, you gigantic prat," spat out Price. "Just take off your damn top, and I can let you go. And then, you'll sense a pattern that begins and ends with compliance, Sasha! Give in!" demanded the fashionista bitterly. She would then torque the hold even further, aiming to bring a new level of pain to her opponent now.

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Sasha hissed and cried as Vanessa torqued on the hold even more, sending waves of agony through the Hawaiians body. The fashionista still demanded that Sasha humiliate herself by stripping off her top, something that would be a submission in of itself. And that was something that Sasha downright refused to do, even as Vanessa cranked on the hold to the point that it felt as if it was going to break her leg.

”AHHHGG!!” she screamed as the pain only got worse. Luckily, Sasha knew a way to hopefully turn this all around. While the figure four leg lock was an incredible submission, it had one major flaw. With enough rocking side to side, one could reverse the hold and put the instigator in pain instead. And thanks to Sasha’s massive size, it would hopefully be easy to turn the two onto their bellies.

Now all she needed to do was ignore the foot that was pressed against her still sensitive sex.