The Midas Touch, Episode 8: Heroes Never Quit

[SuckerPunch]

In a standard bout such a pin might have endangered Iria. Put her in check. But no three count came. After all... This match was until one of the women involved declared their submission verbally. Something the hero had declared would be difficult to force out of her, much to Rose Gold's sadistic delight.

"Don't be shy hero-chan, you can give it a kiss!" Her hands squeezed upon Iria's breasts as she pressed her hips downward. She gently rocked her hips, forcing Iria's lips to flatten against her plump pussy, whether she liked it or not. "Mmmmn... Good girl!" She purred shamelessly.

Iria's hands came up to paw at Rose, to buy herself some space to breathe. To part herself from their indecent kiss. Her hips lifted just slightly, enough for Iria to get a fresh breath of air! "Mmn, no! Bad girl!"

Rose's scolding came just before she attempted to drive her right fist into Iria's flat tummy! A cruel blow that carried her weight behind it. A mounted punch was dangerous from a career grappler. And if one wasn't enough, another would follow!

"Rude! No pushing hero-chan! If you want to stop kissing my pussy, then use your words!" The cruel taunt would come as she once again sealed the woman's airways with her sweet tasting sex. Was it... wetter than before?

[Talimaya]

Even if a submission would be difficult, it didn't stop her current situation from being quite humiliating. The squeezing of her breasts made her feet kick a bit faster and harder against the mat. She was pushing against Rose even as those hips rocked on top of her face. Iria certainly couldn't help where her lips were planted. If her face could turn even more red, they certainly would.

At least her efforts would seem to be rewarded. For a moment she managed to get a breath of air and at least halt the smother that was being used to mock her. She had to get things together and fight back! She had to-

The scolding let her know the punch was coming. But she wasn't in any position to avoid it as the fist dug into Iria's belly. It sunk in, barely finding much resistance against her abdomen. Iria's arms shook from the blow. The breath she'd taken had been driven from her lungs already, and her grip on her opponent's rear was released as her arms collapsed back down to the mat.

For a brief moment before Rose would have her hips come back down on top of Iria's face, there was quite a different look on her face. Not pain or humiliation. It almost looked like a smile. Perhaps pleasure. Her eyes rolled back a bit. And now that Rose was planted firmly on top of her, her own taunt would likely be interrupted by a muffled... Moan?!

Iria's head was spinning as her lips tasted Rose. Yet her thoughts were barely focused on her opponent taking her place upon her again, seated on top of her so dominantly. Her thoughts were lingering on that blow. The feeling of Rose's knuckle pressing into her. But she had to focus! Though it was certainly proving to be quite difficult in her current predicament.

[SuckerPunch]

Rose Gold wasn't able to see Iria's face. To witness her faltering expression or her eager, if unconscious, submission. But she didn't need to see it to feel it. The pace of her breathing hastened. And it was accompanied by sounds. Moans that were muffled by her body. The vibrations tickled her eager, lust-plumped pussy.

"Mmmmn. That's nice. Keep kissing my pussy just like that." She purred, back arching and eyes closing. "You really are a good girl, hero-chan. Making such sweet sounds against my body. I think I should reward you!" Her own words were unsteady, tinged with pleasure.

The fist that had buried itself in her belly withdrew. It had been effective. Iria's resistance had quelled and her arms were at her sides now. Even if her mind didn't understand, her body did. She could lick, but she couldn't touch. Breaking those rules would result in pain.

Her left hand braced her weight as she leaned forward slightly, Iria was longer than her after all. She made sure to maintain the pressure of her hips upon Iria's face. She shook and bounced them upon her features. The thong-cut back of her wrestling shorts allowed her fit, firm bottom to bounce pleasantly for the camera; and humblingly for Iria.

With her weight allocated, she reached out with her other hand. Her fingertips played along Iria's ribs. Down her belly and along her navel. She traced her hip bones with her short fingernails. Teasing them through her bodysuit.

"Do you want me to touch you, Hero-chan?" She asked the failing fighter, her voice dipped in honey. The pad of her ring and index finger slid along her inner thigh. Close. Painfully close. Enough to trace the outlines of whatever she wore beneath her wrestling attire... But not quite upon her.

"I wonder if you're enjoying this as much as I am?" She mused as she rocked her hips, grinding herself against Iria's face. Her own thighs were growing wetter and wetter. Coating Iria's face and making it easier for her to move. "You can lie with your lips, but one touch, and everyone will know how wet you are!" Her hand hovered over Iria's covered crotch. The state of her arousal one touch away from being revealed!

[Talimaya]

There was no doubt who was in control of the match at the moment. Rose had stopped Iria's struggles, halting them in their tracks with a well placed blow. It still lingered, making Iria's body shudder a bit as she arches her back slightly. She felt those hips planted on top of her. There was no doubt she could smell and even taste the arousal of her opponent. The Villain on top of her was not hiding her pleasure at all. It certainly made things all the more humiliating for Iria.

She didn't want to kiss her opponent. To pleasure her any more than she already had. She had to turn things around! Everyone was counting on her to win, and to prove that good could triumph!

At least it was a nice thought. But it was easier said than done. It took a moment of trying to block out the feeling of that blow to her stomach. That mix of pain and pleasure she'd felt from it. So now she had to get out of her current predicament and keep Rose from landing another blow like that.

It was a bit difficult to focus though with that rear bouncing against her face. Iria struggled to catch her breath whenever she could manage it. But Rose wasn't giving her much chance at all. She couldn't wait for a chance to appear though. She had to somehow make one herself!

With those fingers starting to trace along her body, she couldn't help but shudder a bit. The touch was certainly teasing her as it moved along her belly. That certainly seemed to get the most reaction out of Iria. She couldn't help but freeze up a bit with those fingers along her belly. But once they moved on her squirming started again.

"MMMFFF!" There wasn't much of a response that Iria could give to her opponent's questions. She could just feel her panic rising though, as those fingers drew dangerously close to that touch that would reveal her arousal. An arousal she was doing her best to subdue. After all, it was victory against this Villain that she sought!

So she kicked both feet up, trying her best to catch Rose with her knees. Or at least to halt her advances for the moment. Just long enough to once more try to bring her hands up and shove at Rose to try to unseat her. She knew she couldn't get any momentum going if her opponent stayed seated on her like this!

[SuckerPunch]

Iria was perfect. A woman made to be put on display. A girl with lofty ideals and loftier expectations of herself... And the inability to meet them. All of it bound together to make the perfect plaything for the Caustic Cutie's most devilish desires.

She radiated malice from her position atop the heroines' features. She lavished in her muffled pleading. Her desperate writhing. The act she'd threatened was only there to generate what any sadist truly desired. Dread. The anticipation was more delicious than any kiss could ever hope to be. She imagined Iria's wide-eyed, open-mouthed expression. Her desperate dismay. It send shivers down her spine, shivers that echoed against her opponent's trapped lips.

But dread was easily diffused if not made actual. Her fingertips gently curled, as if working a loom, right over the thin veil of Iria's attire. A phantom touch that saw her drawing back millimeters from contact. "Mmmn. I can feel your warmth. It's drawing me in. Begging me in ways your mouth can't! Shall I send you to heaven... Hero?"

Her hand balled into a fist. Knuckles white with excitement. Before it sprang open like an eagle's talon! Descending upon her like an isolated bunny in a field. She moaned in excited ecstasy!

Contact! The world flashed white and her moan became a shriek! She rolled top over teakettle to splay across the canvas! The hand that had sought Iria now clutched her own face as she screamed and kicked on the floor! "NYAAAGH~ YOU!" It was a slavering, rage filled snarl. For all of her arrogance, the heroine found a way to escape her devious device!

[Talimaya]

It had been a plan born from desperation. Rose Gold was poised to humiliate her in front of everyone. To make her seem less like a hero, and more like a zero. And that wasn't what she wanted! She really did want to defeat this villain, even if it had been hard to focus earlier. And so it seemed her opponent hadn't expected her to try to get free like this at all.

Once her opponent was off of her, Iria was taking in deep lungful's of air as she quickly rolled onto her hands and knees. But she couldn't run away now! This was the time that everyone would cheer on the heroine to turn the tide on their foe and claim victory! Her hands clenched tight into fists, and Iria would lunge herself forward.

She didn't bother getting to her feet. She hoped to catch Rose before she got up as well. And if she could, she would try to launch herself onto her adversaries back, right arm hooking around her neck to then lock her hand against her elbow and apply a tight sleeper hold. But she couldn't stop there. She would have to try to get her legs around her opponent's waist as well to hold on tight. Maybe even hook her legs together in front of her for a tight scissor hold as well!

Of course if she was too late and Rose was already climbing up to her feet, she would just have to tackle her legs to take her back down to the mat. It wasn't an ideal situation, but she would have to make due.

"I'll never quit! I won't let a villain like you win no matter how tough it gets!" She had to say it again for her own sake, as much as it was a cry to rally the crowd behind her as well. She had felt overwhelmed just moments ago. And she couldn't let herself feel that way again, not if she planned to win this like she said she would!

[SuckerPunch]

Staggered by Iria's surprise rebellion, Rose Gold was left clutching her face. Momentarily disoriented, she couldn't offer any answer to Iria's fiery comeback! The tables had turned and the villain's braggadocious behavior had bought the hero the opening they needed!

Iria's body wove around Rose Gold's. Her arms ensnared her throat and her legs wrapped about her bare mid-section! It was quick and seamless. It seemed she had some talent after all.

She drug Rose Gold back to the canvas as she tried to rise, weighing heavily upon her center of gravity and causing both women to fall to their sides! And then she cinched it in! "GCKT!" A sleeper hold that saw the Sinister Siren's neck compromised by the heroine!

The crowd roared at the same time that Rose Gold's eyes lost their haze. Her senses were returned to her, but Iria had already made her move!

Rose Gold tucked her cheek and pawed at the forearm across her throat! The body scissors kept her from rolling and left the national champion grappler in a precarious position! Her thighs splayed out as she found the canvas with her heels, anything to relieve pressure and leverage. But it also had the secondary effect of putting her spread legs on display. A humiliating reverberation of exactly what had just happened to Iria!

[Talimaya]

"Heroes always win in the end!" It was certainly a statement made a bit prematurely. But Iria felt her own confidence being boosted not only by the thought of a hero making a comeback against all odds, but because she was actually turning things around! Rose was caught in her grasp as she locked both holds in as tight as she could manage. It certainly helped that the crowd was actually cheering for her. But that was no surprise when her opponent was such an obvious Villain!

Of course her opponent wasn't just going to lie there and take it. While Rose was kept grounded, she was certainly making Iria fight for every precious second. She was a bit surprised by it too. As far as she was concerned, a hold like this wasn't easy to break! But it didn't feel like she had much advantage at all!

Rose was managing to get her hold around the neck loosened, since Iria didn't want to tighten it any further. She might choke her opponent, and heroes didn't resort to cheap tricks like that! But it was making it hard to keep Rose from getting her hand under her arm. If this kept up for much longer, she just might do that. Assuming she doesn't manage to get free in some other way.

"Come on, stop struggling! Just give up!" She had to beg her opponent to surrender. Even if it was certainly much too early in the match for her to tap out. But maybe she'd get lucky and she'd end up knocked out from the hold? But no, she knew that the struggle of a hero against a villain was just getting started in this match!

[SuckerPunch]

There was something missing from Iria's submission hold. Rose Gold could feel it in her heart. It kept her panic at bay. Iria was missing a submission maneuver's most important ingredient. And without it, she had no teeth. A fangless wolf that was growling and bristling. Threatening until it opened its maw. And that ingredient was Killing Intent.

Iria was hesitant to strangle her. And that weakness was what separated women like Rose Gold and Iria. Villains and heroes. "I-idiot! I'm going to make you suffer!"

Rose Gold continued to work on Iria's forearm with both of her hands. She plied the strength of both of her arms against Iria's one. She didn't need to slip it off... Just to buy some space. Just... One... Inch!

And if she could get it, she would roll within Iria's grasp! Turning into her body rather than pulling away! There was no escape, not from the initial position. The legs wrapped around her waist were like prison bars. But those bars kept both women locked inside.

And if Rose Gold was able to execute the position change, Iria would find herself pressed hip to hip with the Lightweight Champion. Their feminine heat radiated against one another as their mons touched. Their bellies and breasts kissing in a tight hug. The choke would be lost. And the Venomous Vixen would be atop her, pressing her back to the canvas. With a curious, hungry look in her eyes.

It was easy to identify.

Killing Intent.

[Talimaya]

As much as it would have helped her to subdue her opponent, Iria wasn't about to fight dirty. The hold was held tight, just not to the point of really choking her out. Of course, if a hold like this would have been all it took to defeat someone like Rose Gold... she wouldn't have the title! Hearing the threat from Rose didn't make Iria afraid though. Rather it was just solidifying that her opponent was a true Villain and that she had to be stopped!

Of course she should have changed holds or tried different tactics. Just a single hold that was weakening the longer her opponent struggled against it. Her legs remained locked tight around Rose's waist, squeezing tight. But that strength against her arm was getting it to move bit by bit. It didn't surprise her that this Villain didn't seem to be slowing down at all. But the surprise did come once Rose got that inch of space. Rather than pull free and then try to slip out of her scissor hold, she instead managed to turn herself around to face Iria!

Their bodies were pressed tight as Iria's legs kept them as close as they could get. But the proximity of her opponent didn't cause her to freeze up.

No what made her freeze was that look in her opponent's eyes. It sent a chill up her spine. One that she tried to quickly shake away. If Rose didn't intend to try to get out of her grasp completely so be it! Her arms would look to lock around Rose now in a double hold of a bearhug and body scissor. It was an awkward position, but she wanted to wear down her opponent as much as she could before she escaped.

"JUSTICE SQUEEZE!" It was unorthodox and a bit corny. But she would play into the heroine role as much as possible. Especially if it got the fans to cheer for her!