The Taming of the Wolfe (Completed)

[Darius 2.0]

The Ancestors, always creative in their cruelty, had placed Sophia between a rock and a hard place. Nha had mounted her back and draped her arms over her bare thighs, trapping the limbs that might still be able to do some damage if Sophia had the chance. From there it was simple to bend Sophia backwards into a devastating camel clutch. The blue twin could feel Sophia's already damaged spine contort and pop underneath her butt, and it made her smile. Likewise, when Sha got into position and lip locked Sophia, taking advantage of the fact that the karateka would be helpless to resist while trapped in the submission. It was a combo that brought both pleasure and pain to their intended victims, though in Sophia's case there probably wasn't much pleasure to be found here!

With her sister holding her in place, Sha was free to deliver a kiss that was comparatively different to the way her twin had kissed Sophia earlier. The red twin would be much rougher, mashing her lips against the German's and forcing her tongue into her mouth, taking claim of it. The muffled protests were all together ignored and the screams that came as a result of the camel clutch only spurred Sha's passions on more. She would momentarily withdraw from the kiss so she could bite upon Sophia's lower lip, pulling back on it to stretch it out. All the while Sha's dark eyes would remain fixed on the karateka, glaring into her despite her shut eyes. Whatever was going through Sha's mind as she stared at the poor tortured woman was for her alone, but clearly it didn't stop her from pressing another full kiss against Sophia again.

Meanwhile, Nha would not be content with just keeping the camel clutch going, and she certainly wasn't about to let her twin have all the plunder. While still keeping Sophia bent backwards, Nha would slither her way close to Sophia's ear, right before she would take a bit into her earlobe! From there she would nibble on it lightly, further teasing Sophia. "Give in to us," Nha moaned in-between nibbles, her hot breath against Sophia's neck. "Submit and become our little pet, and I promise we'll take good care of you..."

While Nha whispered with her husky accent into Sophia's ear, Sha had decided to up the stake by reaching down and fully groping one of Sophia's breasts. The red twin would take the entire thing in her hand, squeezing it and rubbing it, piling on another humiliation for the long defeated German.

[thesteedman]

Whilst Nha took control of Sophia's contorted form, it seemed it was now the red Twin's turn to have her share of the spoils as it were. With her eyes closed tightly, trying to block out the impossible amount of pain upon her spine, she was unable to see the long gaze Sha held upon her angelic features, instead being distracted through nothing but agony as it felt like Nha was trying to pick up where Sha left off in breaking her body. As such, it caught Sophia off guard when her lips suddenly meshed against her own. Like Nha, she wasted no time slipping and forcing her tongue into her mouth, wrestling with her own and dominating. Where Nha was more cerebral with her motions and how her tongue danced with Sophia's... Sha was more forceful, somehow more hungry when she took her mouth with her own.

Sophia once more let out a muffled cry of anguish, feeling Sha take her bottom lip with her own, biting hard, shy of drawing blood from her soft lips. Sophia gasped as Sha pulled upon her lip, before releasing it. The German tried to pull her head away, but Nha would not let her have even an inch of freedom. A series of clicks and creaks sounded from Sophia's spine, and she cried out loud in sheer pain, feeling the camel clutch beginning to get the better of her. Before she could even finish her scream, Sha slid in again, forcing another hungry kiss upon her lips, sapping her breath from her. Nha was not one to be left out it seemed, as whilst Sha took her lips with the long and passionate kiss, Nha began to slide her lips against her ear, teasing her skin ever so softly before she began to nip against Sophia's earlobe. Sophia groaned within Sha's kiss in protest, slowly feeling overwhelmed by the combination of the clutch and the oppressing embraces and attention the twins dominated her with.

The promises came soon after... Nha whispering in a soft and sultry manner, claiming freedom from pain would be granted if only she would submit to the Ancestors of Isis. In truth, Sophia could not easily brush aside such a promise, even when she knew it to be a lie. She'd barely known Nha a day, yet her experience with her in the ring and now upon the private room with Sha and no one else told her more than she ever needed to know about Nha. She wanted to demolish her pride... to break her physically and mentally. To surrender would just sweeten Nha's total victory of her... Though Sophia won the battle, this war was now Nha's, and she had the terms of surrender ready. Sophia could not sign however, despite wanting to plead for mercy... It was not through pride, but simply knowing it would make no difference to her situation save to turn Nha on all the more, and no doubt her sister too who continued to kiss her so hard it was near suffocating her now.

Sophia managed to shake her head... unable to form words. Still having that defiance simply because it was all she had left now. She gasped out, her cheeks turning red however as Sha began to slowly slip her hand over one of her breasts. She slowly and firmly caressed over her modest chest, getting a good feel of her slightly exposed underboob, sliding her hand over the perfectly rounded orb that was contained only by a strapless sports bra like top. Sophia naturally began to struggle, but all it did was put more pressure upon her spine! There was nowhere to go... nowhere to hide. Sha was able to have her way with her, and Nha held Sophia in such a way that she could do nothing about it. She cried out once more in anguish, her toes curling as her heels arched... A loud crick sounded from Sophia's spine, making her shudder, before she slowly began to go limp, becoming overwhelmed with the sheer agony!

[Darius 2.0]

With practiced teamwork, the Ancestors of Isis continued to dismantle Sophia using their unique brand of sexual sadism. The sisters assaulted the German on multiple fronts; bending her spine, biting her ear, groping her boob and aggressively kissing her in a cocktail of pleasure and pain. Spending an entire life looking out for one another meant they were a nearly unstoppable team. Not to mention they had grown a fondness for overwhelming an outnumbered foe, something they had become experts at. They had left a trail of broken bodies in their wake, and unfortunately for Sophia, they aimed to make her the latest. Each moan of agony and protest that came from Sophia's mouth only spurred the twin's on further. Her agony was their aphrodisiac.

As she bent Sophia back and gnawed upon her earlobe, Nha was a little surprised to see that Sophia had not broken down and surrendered to them when the offer was given to her. She figured after all they had put the poor woman through she would be more than willing to plead her surrender. Then again, Sophia's stubbornness was something Nha had become quite familiar with in their match together. "Mmmm, you'll break for us, little Wolfe," Nha moaned into Sophia's ear. "It's not a matter of if......it's a matter of when. For your sake, I hope it's sooner rather than later.."

Nha's words would be even more relevant as Sophia rapidly deteriorated in the combo attack. Sha would notice this first, being as close as she was to Sophia's face. The red twin would break her aggressive kiss with the German and stare at her face stoically before signaling to Nha. "She's going to pass out," she informed her twin.

Nha smirked cruelly at the news. "Well, can't have that..." It was only then that Nha would release the hellish camel clutch, letting go of Sophia's chin and pushing her arms off her upturned legs. Nha would remain perched on top of the German's back for a few moments longer, but that's only so she could enact another humiliation to the scarred woman. Smirking, Nha would reach down for Sophia's platinum hair, and would grab at the band that held that hair together in an efficient ponytail. The blue twin would look to remove that band entirely, tearing it off Sophia's head to let her long hair fall freely.

"Much better," Nha would purr after tossing the band aside. It was then she would dismount Sophia's back, leaving her half naked and worn out on the ground for the moment. Again, the Ancestors would stand looming over Sophia's form, admiring the alluring bodice before moving on to their next torture. Sha would attempt to use her foot to roll Sophia over until she rested upon her back. That would allow Nha to move in next, and the blue twin would seat herself behind Sophia's head. Lifting it up, Nha would wrap those deadly legs of hers around Sophia's throat, crossing them over the other to apply a figure four headscissor; a move that Sophia had applied to Nha herself in their match!

[thesteedman]

Sophia groaned as she was deposited unceremoniously upon the carpet of the bedroom floor. The camel clutch was still fresh memory upon her spine, as her lower back felt like it was the home of a realm of fire. She clutched at her sides, feeling the sharp stings of pain. Her back was tense, making the aftermath of the hold feel as if she was still locked firmly into a Camel Clutch. It took a lot of time before that pain began to fade, but even then there was still a terrible discomfort remaining where her core had been bent, contorted and outright crushed from earlier punishments. Her lungs burned, each breath causing strain and further ill ease. Her body glistened in the low light, her form a marvel to behold despite the agony she was in.

Nha remained on her hips, keeping the German down on her stomach for a moment longer. Sophia could offer no resistance when Nha would slip don and remove the band that bound her hair upwards, allowing it to drop freely, revealing Sophia's long and now loose hair. With regret for Sophia, the look only made her look all the more appealing to the Sisters. Due to the long tortures, her hair was somewhat unkempt, as a few locks of hair draped over Sophia's eyes, giving her a slightly more feral and exotic appearance. Combined with her attire or lack thereof, and the straining form of her body with sweat only enhancing her curves, Sophia was a beautiful thing to behold despite being stripped down and humiliated as she was.

"G... get off me... G... get off.." Sophia whispered breathlessly. The Twins had been experts in their field, drawing and sapping energy from Sophia, but leaving her with just enough in the tank to remain conscious. To allow her to pass out would be a failure on their part, and it seemed the Ancestors of Isis did not want their plaything to miss even a single moment of this dance. Nha promised Sophia they would break her... a notion that became increasingly more probable as their play time progressed. Sophia shook her head in protest, but she could almost feel the tears developing in her eyes as despair was taking hold of her.

With little effort, Sha was able to press her bare foot against her side, before rolling Sophia roughly onto her back. Sophia gasped out, her body on full display for both the twins. What remained of her attire did little to hide her desirable figure, as her bare stomach was tensed and slightly trained from enduring the punishing stretches. The lip marks had been brushed away by the sweat and the movement upon the carpet, but her midriff was still a sheer marvel to behold. Sophia's legs slid together slowly, as her heels arched, feeble efforts to try and move and rise or do anything. Her body moved against her however... and Nha took all the time in the world to slip behind her.

"Ugh... No... get away from... me. Get your legs.... Uugh!" Sophia gasped out when Nha's legs deviously slid across her form, near teasingly as she took her time to wrap Sophia's neck up. Sophia gagged out as the pressure built around her neck. She grasped at Nha's cameral thighs, feeling the tension in her muscles rise. Once more, the serpent began to put the squeeze upon her, more dangerously this time as she locked in a perfect figure four headscissor upon Sophia's neck. Sophia's lips parted as she tried to breathe, her body tensing up as her legs squirmed and her hands beat against Nha's thighs weakly. If Nha wasn't trying to bend or squeeze her spine... she was outright trying to suffocate her, once more drawing breath from her lungs. Sophia was all too aware... she could no longer take this.

[Darius 2.0]

From one hold to another, the sisters gave Sophia no chance to breath; and in the case of this next torture that would be quite literal. Nha's legs, already having been proven to be quite strong, wrapped themselves around Sophia again. Up until now, Nha had only encircled them around Sophia's body. Now the Egyptian seductress would enclose those luscious limbs around poor Sophia's throat. As her legs locked tight around Sophia's head, Nha's calf would press hard against her neck, effectively throttling her.

Sneering wickedly once the hold was locked in place, Nha would lean back on the palm of her hands to give her the leverage necessary to apply a long and grueling squeeze. Her beautiful brown thighs would enclose around SOphia, pressing against her cheeks and compressing around her neck, not unlike a tightening noose. The desperate pawing at her legs would do her victim little good either. Obviously, she could have restrained the German's hands to prevent such a thing, but Nha wanted Sophia to futilely clutch at her strong thighs and realize that nothing she did would be able to save her now.

"You know what I can't get over?" Nha rhetorically asked Sophia, tightening her legs around the woman's throat so she wouldn't be able to respond even if she wanted to. "How remarkably easy it was to carry you off. Most wrestlers have friends or family rush to their aid when things get rough in the ring. Not you, though. No one came to save you..." Smiling cruelly, Nha would bring one of her hands towards Sophia's head to gently and mockingly stroke her hair. "I'm starting to think that Sha and I are the closest things to friends you have around here," Nha whispered as she petted the trapped German. "Lucky you..."

As Nha played her mind games and denied Sophia air, Sha had taken to circling around them like a hungry shark, probably deciding what to do next. Her steely gaze seemed to be lingering on the barely clothed body of their victim, and funny feeling had started to develop in the pit of her stomach. Looking upon the Sophia's exquisite body, shining with sweat and barely anything left to the imagination left an impression on the red twin that she quickly tried to shake off. Once she had, she would lay herself on the ground beside Sophia, then attempt to get her own legs around her. Extending them across Sophia's stomach and underneath her back, Sha would lock her ankles in the familiar scissorhold position. Once she had, the bodyscissors would be immediately applied, her muscular thighs clamping shit around Sophia's waist..

If all went to plan, Nha and Sha would be applying dual scissorholds to the karateka. Nha would be scissoring her head, and Sha would be scissoring her body, and both women would be giving a good deal of their power into a nice, long squeeeeeezzzzeee.

[thesteedman]

"Aack!" A brief choked sound escaped from Sophia's lips when Nha's stunning legs clamped down around her neck. Ever so softly her calf traced over her neck before closing in with a chokehold as her other leg slipped around her ankle. Flesh pressed in around her neck from all directions, as her thighs seemed to expand and tense, whilst her calf closed in. Sophia grasped at her legs, gasping out breathlessly, finding it almost impossible to breathe. However... that was the horror of the hold. Such was Nha's expertise in such submissions, she was allowing her just enough air at times so that Sophia would not pass out. It made the hold all the more unbearable, as Sophia was in a constant state of needing to breathe.

She beat against Nha's legs, but she had the strength of a toddler, having been sapped of all fight and energy. There was simply no way to escape from her deadly legs, having already experienced Nha's strength within the match. The serpent of a woman seemed to enjoy putting the squeeze upon Sophia, only further fuelling the humiliation of her defeat. She gasped out breathlessly, moaning lowly when Nha began to pour on the pressure, creating intense pain around her neck, but easing when Sophia was feeling herself beginning to slip. During this torture, Nha began to whisper to her, her voice almost soothing despite its condescending nature, telling Sophia Wolfe something she already knew. The notion that no one came to her aid was a grim reality. Sophia had no allies... no friends to call her own despite what Nha claimed. Many wrestlers could always rely on others... even Nha could with her sister Sha... as she had done in their match.

As for Sophia... She had no allies, no friends or family. Those who had approached her, she had accidently driven away with her forward personality and her inability to filter her thoughts. It had been the same in Full Metal Wrestling... yet it was proving to be worse here in the LAW. The Ancestors had literally taken Sophia away... no one was looking for her. No one cared. That notion began to fill Sophia with despair, as she realised she was a captive to both of these sadistic sisters. They could keep her detains for as long as they pleased and no one would so much as bat an eyelash.
"Uh... N... no..." Sophia barely whispered in response to Nha's claim that they were the only thing she had resembling a friend. She gasped out, her mouth opening wide for air as her eyes closed tightly when Nha tightened her hold.

She began to bridge, her toes curling as she pulled against the unmoving vice that was Nha's legs around her neck... before things got worse. Given her focus on trying to breath, Sophia had briefly forgotten that Sha was still ever present! The more powerful of the two sisters near delicately slid one of her long and alluring legs below Sophia's lower back as she had bridged, before her other leg would slide over her bare stomach, locking a bodyscissors around her lower belly, just below her navel. Feeling a new pressure, Sophia tried to cry out, but no sound escaped her lips when she tried to scream and shout. A few clicks sounded from Sophia's already worn down spine, as her bare stomach noticeably strained with the new scissor locked around her body.

Once more, those twins began to play up to the Serpent taunt Sophia had used during the match, constricting and strangling the German.

[Darius 2.0]

Like two desert snakes wrapping themselves around their prey, Nha and Sha applied their dual scissorholds to poor Sophia in tandem. Nha's legs coiled around the German's throat, cutting off her ability to breath properly, as well as cutting off her ability to speak in any way other than brief whispers. Sha's legs, much more muscular and powerful, bore down on Sophia's midriff with frightening strength, ensuring that any air the German managed to sneak past Nha's figure four would be squeezed right back out of her. The Ancestors had trapped Sophia in a prison of their dangerous legs, constantly squeezing her in both holds, giving her no change to rest. They could have easily knocked her out this way, but the sadistic tag team made sure that Sophia was always teetering on the brink of unconsciousness. They let up when it looked she would pass out, only to start squeezing all over again once she was lucid, keeping her in a perpetual state of agony.

It was only after another one of these squeezing sessions that Nha would sneer down at the head between her legs. "It's time to stop fighting now," she chuckled down to Sophia. "By now you've probably realized that we can keep you here for as long as we want. Do you really think you can hold on for that long? Wouldn't it be better to just.....surrender?"

Nha's legs would then unwind from around Sophia's throat, releasing the choke on her by ending the figure four headscissors. But Sophia would hardly be free because Sha still kept her scissorhold going, crushing the German's midsection between her muscular thighs and preventing her from escaping. While her red clad sister continued to body scissor Sophia tightly, Nha would alluringly crawl her way to the other side of the German's body, where she would perform a familiar move by wrapping her own legs around Sophia's body! While Sha bodyscissored Sophia's waist below the navel, Nha's brown thighs would scissor just above it, directly below Sophia's ribcage. Once in place, Sophia would have the deadly legs of both twins wrapped around her, though the squeeze would not yet come.

"We're going to break you now, Sophia," Nha informed helpfully to the wrapped up German. "I hope you're prepared for what comes next...." It was then Nha would nod to her twin, and Sha would smirk in response. Then came the dual squeeze, Together and at once, the Ancestors would tighten their bodyscissors around Sophia's midriff, crushing her between two pairs of powerful legs!

[thesteedman]

It was terrifying..

How the Ancestors of Isis worked, Sophia dared to concede that it was outstanding... but terrifying...

The two had not spoken a word to each other as they meticulously began to take Sophia apart. There was not so much as a look, a gaze or even a signal between the two. They worked as one, they worked in unison. Somehow it felt like each sister was in the others mind, sharing their thoughts and their intent. Not once did either sister get in the way of the other. Sophia Wolfe was painfully aware by now she was not their first victim, nor would she be the last. Even now, the two sisters worked like a combined mind, using their exotic and alluring yet dangerous legs to slowly wring what little fight remained within the German. Sophia moaned softly, feeling her strength fade from her body as Nha continued to near choke the life from her, strangling her slender neck with a deadly headscissors. Around her body, was the powerful grasp of Sha's dominant thighs, pressing down against Sophia's over strained and bare core.

They squeezed methodically... keeping pressure upon Sophia at all times. When one sister loosened her thighs, the other tightened, creating an unbearable torture that seemed to have no end. It was hard to consider it a victory when Nha began to reveal her frustrations. It could only mean further agony when Nha finally released the unbearable headscissors. Sophia gasped out loud, her chest rising and falling when Sophia was granted a chance to finally breathe. She writhed, trying to roll over... but a hard squeeze from Sha against her lower back and stomach soon reminded her that she was going nowhere. Sophia shouted out in a combination of torment, pain and fatigue... left to collapse against the soft carpet whilst still caught in Sha's vice like grip.

There was no way out of this... Nha all but spelt it out herself. Sophia groaned in displeasure when Nha purposely and seductively slid over her scantily clad form, getting a good feel of Sophia's rapidly failing form. Sophia was left coughing, still struggling to regain her breath from the long and debilitating headscissors. Much to Sophia's despair, by the time Nha had slid into a new position opposite her sister, she felt those deadly cameral legs retake her form... adding another bodyscissors to Sophia's already grave woes. Nha's claim to break her was not just bold... but final. And slowly, both alluring sets of legs began to lock and enclose tighter around Sophia's bare midriff.

Sophia's eyes went wide, as a burst of final energy brought her up to her knees. The sisters adjusted themselves accordingly for the surprise moment of deserpation, as Sophia all but clawed at their legs to try and find release. The pressure mounted, and Sophia looked to rise to her feet as a form of counter. Her legs no longer worked as they should however, depleted of strength and energy, forcing Sophia down flat on her knees. Nha's and Sha's legs continued to dig into her bare core, as her upper visible abs strained under the pressure. Sophia moaned out, unable to stop herself doing so as she leaned forwards... feeling the body vice tighten.... and tighten.

"Uugh! Aagh!.... Aaaaaagh!" Sophia began to cry out in agony, as the double bodyscissors bared down upon her. The German was way beyond her limits... Her core felt like it might implode, as both Sha and Nha continued to squeeze and longingly watch her struggles. Sophia's writhing became more desperate, as she struggled and arched within their grip. For all her efforts however... she was void of strength. Prying against their legs, she could not even move their thighs an inch from her squeezed midriff... and with time they seemed to build more pressure, showing no signs of tiring or letting up.

Slowly, Sophia collapsed onto her back again, lying down as her arms dropped besides her. She hoped to have passed out by now... but the sisters were experts in their craft and their art. They knew how to keep this going for as long as possible. Neither spoke a word, and Sophia tried to hold out... hoping they would get tired, hoping their legs would give before her core did. Slowly... the pain became too much to bear... Sophia no longer had the air to scream in agony, lying in despair, her eyes closed tight and her body straining.

"P... please..." Sophia managed to finally whisper, not knowing how long had passed by.
"N.. No more... I... I..." Sophia's words were barely audible as she writhed and silently moaned within the double scissors... her struggles and her straining form had been intoxicating for the sisters to behold... whilst Sophia herself felt like she was in hell. Finally, after what felt like forever, Sophia began to tap against Sha's legs, realising her words were not reaching their ears.
"I.. I give.... I... I surrender..." Sophia whispered... feeling a tear roll down her own cheek. It seemed Nha finally had the submission she had tried so hard to squeeze from Sophia during their match.

[Darius 2.0]

Much like the one that proceeded it, the double scissor would be applied by both Egyptians working in perfect tandem with one another, only this time their squeezes would be focused entirely on Sophia's midsection. With Sophia weakened by all they had done to her thus far, it was a simple matter for the blue twin to wrap her own caramel colored thighs around her. A simple smirk and nod to Sha was better than any count of three, and at once the two women would bring the crushing pressure of their legs to bear upon poor Sophia's core. The effect was almost instantaneous. Sophia flung up onto her knees in a desperate attempt to escape, forcing the sisters to adjust in their holds to compensate, but doing nothing to loosen them. They watched with grim satisfaction as Sophia screamed and suffered between their legs, with Nha smiling wickedly and Sha wearing an amused smirk. They scissored hard and without rest, overwhelming Sophia's core strength with their inner thigh muscles, until finally the scarred woman collapsed back to the floor in a whimpering heap.

The Ancestors didn't let up. They could feel Sophia's body collapsing under both pairs of crushing legs. Any strength the German might have had left was being slowly crushed out of her. Nha was as deadly with the hold as ever, but combined with Sha's raw power made for an inhuman amount of punishment. What happened next was inevitable. The weak, pathetic voice of Sophia pleaded her surrender to them. As Nha had predicted, the dual hold had broken her, and now the woman was ready to submit fully to the sadistic sisters.

After the shameful admission of defeat, the twin Egyptians would look at each other with triumphant looks, then all at once would release their double bodyscissors. True to their word, they freed Sophia from the crushing hold, sliding their bare legs out from around her, ending her suffering. "Now was that so hard?" Nha chuckled as she and Sha stood up on their feet again. Again, the Ancestors loomed over Sophia menacingly, drinking in her strong, sexy, but undoubtably broken body. Her platinum blonde hair being let loose from it's original done up look only made her seem all the more a mess.

"But....I'm afraid I just don't believe you yet," Nha sneered wickedly, again starting another mind game with the German. "I mean, words are one thing. But I think if you really wanted to submit to us you would be able to show it through action." Nha would then smile down at Sophia and would make a show by acting like she just had an idea, dropping her fist into her open palm.

"I've got it! If you really want to surrender to the superior women......you'll kiss my feet." The blue clad Egyptian would let that thought sink into Sophia's head with grim delight. "So? How bout it? Will you do as your goddess commands?"

"Or do you want another lesson?" Sha would finish off darkly. The message was clear. The sisters wanted Sophia to understand that they owned her now, and that defiance would be swiftly met with more punishment. And so, standing a few feet away from the German, Nha would present her bare foot expectantly, wondering if Sophia would comply, or would need more convincing.....

[thesteedman]

Sophia lay gasping breathlessly. Her lungs burning from lack of air as her core was in total agony. When she finally uttered those words of surrender, the unbearable pressure eased from her bare midriff, as both Egyptians finally stopped squeezing the near life from her alluring form. For a moment, they kept their legs around Sophia, keeping her locked in a living prison... and for a moment, Sophia feared the twins might ignore her desperate plea and simply pick up where they left off. A small amount of fortune was finally granted however, as both twins smoothly and seductive slid their legs around her core, before delicately releasing her. The aftermath of the hold made Sophia curl up, favouring her midriff as she groaned out in both exhaustion and pain.

She kept her face down, not wanting to reveal that the Ancestors had forced a tears from her, hoping that burying her face in the carpet would conceal any evidence of her despair. Slowly... both of the twins rose to their feet, standing over Sophia as she remained curled up below. Sophia winced in fear and displeasure when she listened to Nha, who claimed she did not believe her submission... The German's fears seemed to be coming true, that her surrender and affirmation of defeat would serve her no purpose other than to further taint what little pride she felt she had left. It was hard to determine however if it would have been worse for her fears to come true, given the ultimatum that Nha began to present to her if she wished to remain free of their 'coils' as it where.

Nha slid her foot smoothly across the carpet, presenting ot to Sophia who remained curled up on the ground and exposed, clad in nothing more than her small clothes with her body glistening in sweat. She naturally shied away from Nha's barefoot when it neared her face, whispering curses under her breath in her native tongue. Sha was quick to step up however, standing close behind Sophia, purposely pressing her legs against her back to reveal she had nowhere to go... and nothing good to look forwards too if she did not comply.

Sophia glanced up upon Nha... that defiance long extinguished, replaced with defeat. Wincing in despair, Sophia felt like she had little choice. Her core was still in agony from the double scissor hold, the tension in her abs so much it was unbearable. There was no fighting the twins... If she resisted now, no doubt they would wrap her up and pick up where they left off, crushing the near life out of her.... or potentially something else just as bad given Nha's dark imagination. As such, Sophia shifted herself slowly... closing her eyes as she approached Nha's foot. Slowly, she leaned down towards it, her body beginning to tremble just from the simple notion of movements given Sophia's state.

Placing her lips upon the soft skin of Nha, she gave a soft kiss, her eyes closed tightly as she did so. The moment she planted her soft kiss, Sophia slid back to where she was, curling up once more as she groaned out in pain and disgust at what she had just done. She felt utterly humiliated... her only saving grace that this was all happening out of the public eye... though it granted no real solace given the sheer satisfaction she was gifting both the twisted twins.