Do Unto Others (For Darius 2.0)

[BlackAkuma]

Wendy chewed on her lip as she massaged Nha’s pert breasts, loving the sensations and loving that Nha loved it, too. Mixing pleasure and pain, giving them the best of both worlds, teasing them like this - it wasn’t always her bread and butter. She was more about dolling out pure damage most of the time, whipping people around until they gave her whatever she wanted. If they got off on that, that was fine, but it was rarely what she was going for.

But getting this kind of reaction out of a hottie like Nha was giving her some ideas. Yeah, time was limited, but she surely could afford to play around a little, right?

She was pondering all kinds of things as she slapped Nha back to the world of the living. Sure enough, she came back with pure fire in her eyes, a glare that could melt glaciers. This was not a woman who was used to being on the business end of a beating, you could tell.

Wendy answered her question with another quick slap. ”Slapping you.” She bounced off Nha’s lap and dropped her weight on the woman’s toned stomach, hammering her gut. ”Crushing you.” And she ended it all by bringing both hands to her chest and pushing her back to the mat, where she resumed her current favorite hobby of massaging this woman’s breasts. Kneading, squeezing, working the nubs through the thin material with her thumbs. Getting at those sensitive spots.

”Pretty much doing whatever-the-fuck I want, darling.” She leaned forward, put her face a few inches away from the Egyptian’s, while her hands continued to grope away. ”What’s wrong? We’re sparring, right?" She shot her tongue out for a quick lick on Nha's nose. "Ain’t this how you and your sis get down?”

[Darius 2.0]

"AHH!!" Nha cried out when she was again slapped across the face, her head snapping to the side from the blow. Not only that, Wendy would lift herself up off of Nha's lap and drop herself on top of the woman's toned stomach! "Ooof!!" Nha gagged, a significant portion of her air being driven out of her by Wendy's heavyweight form, causing her body to jolt on the mat before coming to rest. Holding her now throbbing cheek with one hand, Nha looked up with shock at the woman who's personality had done a complete 180! Gone was the pleasant, if somewhat naive, rookie that Nha had been looking forward to dominating. In her place was a woman who's eyes shone with a kind of malevolence that Nha herself showed to her many victims.

It was then that a horrid realization began to dawn on Nha; that her intended trap for Wendy had instead been a trap for Nha herself! It was all adding up. The open ad for a sparring partner that Nha and Sha just happened to come across before anyone else, Wendy's complete indifference to their reputation, Sha suddenly getting held up by security; it was all a ploy designed to not only target the sisters, but to isolate them from one another. Looking at it now, it all seemed so obvious that the blue twin that she should have seen it coming! Unfortunately, if Nha had one flaw, it was that she never considered the fact that someone might be more clever than herself.

Another one was thatch was often a slave to her own desires, as would be proven when Wendy would again start to rub her chest. "A-Ahhhh! Mmmm!!" the blue twin moaned in response to the stimuli, her face becoming red despite herself. As intrusive as the act was, Nha's body reacted to Wendy's skillful groping all the same, leaving her writhing in pleasure underneath the heavyweight. Her boobs were kneaded like dough, her sports bra offering her little protection to Wendy's fingers. Nha both loved and hated the feeling at the same time, knowing now that she had been tricked into this position by the bigger woman.

When Wendy leaned down to lick Nha's nose, the Egyptian recoiled in disgust, managing enough willpower to at least do that much. "Ahhh.....w-when I get my hands on you I'll - O-Oooohhh...."

[BlackAkuma]

This was honestly too cute.

Wendy sat atop Nha’s down body, thoroughly enjoying her seat, as the Egyptian hurled hate her way. The exotic beauty just had to see the irony, here. Wallowing and crying in a position that she was legendary for putting others into. That made this so much more delicious than it would’ve been if she was just dealing with some random no-name bitch. It was the kind of feeling you could only get wrecking someone who was used to wrecking everyone else, and it was precious.

Wendy couldn't keep her pleased sigh in, letting it out when she saw that look of sheer hatred on Nha’s face at the lick. But, as much as she wanted to savor this, she knew what she was here for, and there was still work to be done. Granted, there were ways to have fun and utterly wreck Nha at the same time, weren’t there?

Time to play a little game.

”Hm. Not sure I like that tone you got, Nha. Gotta do something about it.” That ‘something involved sliding up Nha’s body, pressing her knees on the woman’s shoulder to keep her pinned down, and placing her ass just above the woman’s face. She didn’t let it drop right away, of course - these things were about timing. You had to let your victim see the ass above them, hint at what was coming their way, maybe even say a few words of protest. Milk the moment.

One. Two. Three. ”Deep breaths.”

Wendy brought it all down on Nha’s face, all at once, going for a deep facesitting. Her cutout pants were designed just for this sort of thing, and it was a shame she wasn't wearing them, but her workout attire was a good second place. Nice and thin, enough that you could feel the thong underneath and the curve of her most private part, especially when Wendy was grinding against her face…which she proceeded to do, with long, teasing humps, quickly working herself up at Nha's expense.

All the while, she crossed her arms and sighed. This was going to be a good day.

[Darius 2.0]

A sex positive woman at heart, Nha couldn't say she disliked the boob massage she was getting from Wendy. The white-haired heavyweight was infuriatingly efficient when it came to eliciting a pleasurable response from the Egyptian. However, what drove Nha up the wall about the situation was that she wasn't the one in control! Priding herself on her keen mind and skills at manipulation, Nha was far used to being in control of any situation she might find herself in. This moment, where she found herself as prey rather than predator, was outside of her comfort zone to say the least!

Trying and failing to hold back her moans as Wendy had her way with her, Nha could only writhe underneath the woman, her body's natural urges preventing her from formulating some plan of fighting back. It wasn't the first time her desires had gotten her into trouble in the ring, but she usually had Sha to keep her in check when that happened. But thanks to that snafu with security (no doubt Wendy's doing) her twin would not be coming to her rescue this time.

Eventually, her foe would remove her hands from Nha's chest, and the blue twin would collapse to the mat panting heavily. Her face still held a small blush on it as her body began to cool down. She would glare up at Wendy for all the good that would do, silently promising her vengeance for this humiliation. Unfortunately, the bigger woman was already on the move. Grunting as Wendy repositioned herself on her body, Nha 's eyes soon widened when the shapely form of the woman's ass soon hovered over her face! The heart shaped hole in the back of the Wendy's shorts revealed a thong that barely covered up her intimate areas.

"N-No! Wait!" Nha shouted right before the inevitable happened and Wendy dropped her butt right down on Nha's face! "MPPPHH!! MPPPHH!!!" Nha sqeauled within the confined of Wendy's butt cheeks, her screams muffled completely by booty flesh! The ability to breath became impossible, causing the blue twin to panic and thrash about on the mat, kicking and arching in an attempt to get free. Of course, it would do her no good, and all Wendy would do in response to her efforts is grind herself on Nha's face, rubbing the thin cloth of her thing across her nose, causing the Egyptian to groan. As much as she kicked and bucked, Wendy was just too heavy to budge, leaving her helpless to the woman's smother!

[BlackAkuma]

In Wendy’s experience, a lot of women outright sucked at facesitting. They just used faces like chairs, thinking it was easy enough to just plop your ass on someone’s face and smother them out. Sit back, relax, let gravity do the work.

As someone with many years of smothering bitches between her cheeks, Wendy knew better, and she applied that expertise all over Nha’s face, showing her immaculate form. She shifted around as Nha struggled, riding down her attempts to get even the smallest wisp of air. Whenever the Egyptian would get close to stealing some, there would always be flesh waiting there to deny her the breath she craved. She pounded down, using her weight to punish persistence, making her victim waste energy, precious energy, weakening her even further. Properly done, a facesit was just as effective as any ‘legit’ submission hold.

Then, there were the personal flourishes. Wendy didn’t just like to smother people out - she liked to mess with their heads in the figurative way, too. Twist the knife.

”Know you can hear me, Nha, so listen up.” She rocked her hips from side to side, forcing Nha’s head to come along for the ride. ”One way or the other, you’re getting wrecked here. By the time your sis shows up, you ain’t gonna be able to spell your own damn name. Can’t stop that from happening.”

Wendy lifted up on the smother for half a second, just enough for Nha to start taking a breath, only to plop down even harder before she could get anything worthwhile out of it. One of her favorite tricks.

”But you can change how bad it’ll be. I can hurt you straight up, sure. But if you play nice, if you say thing I like, if you’re a good girl…well…” Wendy leaned back and brought her hand between Nha’s thrashing legs, running a sly finger down the middle of her groin. She pressed into it with slow, steady strokes, rubbing her just enough to get things going down there and hint at the promise of so much more. ”Well, good girls get rewards. Maybe I can make this fun for the both of us. More for me, mind you, but still.”

Wendy let up on the smother all at once and dropped back to a hard sit on Nha’s chest, pounding down on her breasts. She didn’t let up on the soft touch, though, still giving her those tantalizing strokes. She even picked up the pace a tad.

”So, whatcha say, Nha-Nha?” She leaned down, letting her face eclipse the ceiling lights and putting a shadow around her devilish grin. ”You gonna be a good girl for me?”

[Darius 2.0]

The ass that Nha had been admiring only a few minutes ago descended on her from on high, right before it consumed her entire vision. Wendy's ass formed a perfect seal on Nha's nose and mouth, the tiny thong that covered Wendy up pressing firm against both, making the simple ability to draw a breath a near impossibility. "MPPHH!!!" she continued to scream into Wendy's ass, but Nha knew from experience that the woman would not be able to understand what she was trying to say, and was likely feeling the pleasant reverberations of her cries through her body. That was part of what made this so horrible; that she was now in the reverse of the position she so often forced upon others!

Nha pushed against Wendy's thighs and butt with all her might, trying to force the woman off of her, but it was no use. It wasn't just that she was heavy. Wendy was proving to be exceptionally adept at riding out all of Nha's struggles no matter what she tried. All the Egyptian ended up doing was wasting more energy and oxygen. However, Nha got a brief glimpse of light when Wendy suddenly lifted her ass off her face. Nha got maybe half-a-breath of hopeful air before she was promptly facesat again, having merely been offered a glimpse of freedom! "Mppppphhh!!"

This went on for another few moments, with Nha starting to see spots due to lack of air, before Wendy removed her ass from Nha again, seemingly for good as she sat upon her chest again. Starved of oxygen, Nha immediately took in a huge gasp of air, her face now red and sweaty from being smothered so long. Panting heavily, her weary eyes went to Wendy sneering down at her from above in a position that should have been hers! Once again, the Egyptian's breasts were fondled and groped without her permission, yet caused her to let out a light moan nonetheless.

Laying pinned underneath her tormentor, Nha was offered a possible chance at mercy by the white-haired woman. All she had to do was admit she would be a 'good girl' and Wendy would go easier on her. The offer made the blue twin's eyes narrow angrily on the bigger woman right before she would launch into a tirade in her native Arabic. The words she shouted at Wendy would not likely be understood by her, but seeing as she ended her verbal assault with the mutually understood word "Bitch!", the message would likely be received; Nha refused to give in.

[BlackAkuma]

Wendy couldn't lie - not to herself, at least. She was playing it up on the outside, but not-so-deep, she was holding out hope that this woman wouldn’t give in. She hated the girls that just gave up right out of the gate and let you do whatever you wanted without a word of protest. So boring, they took all the fun out of the domination and made it almost vanilla. If someone let you break them, were you even really breaking them?

No, the fighters were fun. The one that hated you while you worked them over, and hated whenever you made them like it.

She could tell the difference most times, but Nha was a special case. As much hate as this woman had in her eyes, she had all the signs of a textbook nympho. If they were in front of a crowd, she might resist to save face, but here, with no one to watch her and judge, there was a chance she’d give in. Making this little bird sing would be fun…but breaking her in like a prized horse would be more fun. She wanted to hear every kind of scream coming out of those blue lips.

Now came the moment of truth. She lifted up, gave Nha the chance to say her peace, and…

…gibberish.

At least, that was what she thought at first, until she heard the familiar English at the end and realized that Nha was just speaking…whatever Egyptians spoke. She had no idea what the name for it was.

”Don’t know what you said, but I sure didn’t like the way you said it. Gonna take that as a ‘no’.” She looked over shoulder and made sure that Nha could see her smile. ”Big, big mistake, bitch.”

Wendy then proceeded to prove her point in the most painful way possible, as she lifted up and brought her ass crashing down on Nha’s face, crashing down on her with full weight. She repeated the process, over andover, alternating between quick punches and prolonged sits, denying her air for a few seconds before she went back to smacking her face around.

It only lasted for half a minute, but Wendy was sure it would feel much longer to Nha.

When it was over, she finally stood off her victim’s battered body - or started to. She would only make it half way before she jumped forward and came down for a hard butt drop square in the middle of Nha’s chest, punishing her with one final crushing blow before she stood up entirely. With hands on hips and a skip in her step, she stalked around her prey. ”Now, say that again.Nicer, this time. And in English.”

[Darius 2.0]

Had Nha been in a more levelheaded frame of mind, she might have reconsidered turning down Wendy's ultimatum in such a nasty way. The Egyptian was in a very disadvantageous position, not only by being sneak attacked by a woman much stronger than her, but also being isolated from her sister Sha. The smart play would have been to appease Wendy and look for an opening she could exploit. Unfortunately, Nha was still furious over the fact that she had been outsmarted by Wendy, far too used to being the manipulator rather than the manipulated. So when Wendy sneered down at her, Nha barked back with a nasty response, even defaulting to Arabic in the process.

Despite the language barrier, her final word being in English seemed to get her message across to Wendy; as did the defiant glare that followed. But it was then Wendy smiled, sending a shiver down Nha's spine, making the blue twin realize that maybe her tormentor didn't actually want her to give in right away. Nha herself delighted in breaking down fighters bit by bit, slowly grinding away at their defiance until they were putty in her hands; not unlike a cat playing with its food. It was a first that Nha had ever been on the other side of it, which is why she suddenly feared the worst was yet to come.

Her instincts would turn out to be right when Wendy suddenly full-weight butt dropped Nha on her face! "MMMPPHH!!!" Nhacried out into the woman's ass, her arms and legs spasming outward before landing back on the mat. The heavy weight of Wendy's ass landing on her left Nha dazed and groaning into the woman's butt cheeks. Unfortunately, this was only the first of many such attacks. A weary Nha saw daylight again only for a moment before Wendy slammed her ass on her face again! Again and again the bigger woman butt-slammed her head, each time making Nha's limbs spasm, and each hit making the Egyptian more and more dazed. By the time Wendy finished after who knows how many butt attacks, Nha was left red-faced and punch drunk, groaning weakly as she lay on the mat, unable to focus on much of anything.

It was only when a fresh pain exploded on her chest the Nha was brought screaming back to reality. "OOOPPHHM!!" the blue cried out, her boobs flattened under Wendy's large body and just about all the air being forced from her lungs. After Wendy stood off of her, Nha would roll onto her side, coughing and clutching her chest, trying to get as much air back in as possible. She could hear Wendy sneering at her again as she stalked around like a lioness, but this time Nha had no words for her, lacking the oxygen needed for forming words. Instead, Nha would attempt to roll onto her front and try to crawl away from her attacker. Wincing in pain, Nha would claw at the mat, trying to put some distance between her and Wendy. Unfortunately, after all that had been done to her, she moved with the same pace as a snail. There would be no escape for the blue twin today..

[BlackAkuma]

Wendy chewed her lip as she watched Nha squirm about on the floor, writhing in pain. She had genuinely wanted to get some more dialogue out of the woman, but this was almost as delicious as hearing her ineffective complaints - seeing her coughing, sputtering, thrashing around like that.

It helped that she was so sexy, too. Wendy had the perfect view of her victim as she tried to crawl away, seeing her fine little ass away this way and that. It was all at once the sexiest, funniest, and most pathetic thing she’d ever seen, and she was half-tempted to just let her go for a little while. See what her plan was when she reached the ropes.

But nah. Back to business.

”Well,” She brought her arms high above her head and stretched out as she made her way to Nha’s side with the most nonchalant stride she could manage. ”If you’re not gonna talk, might as well go back to training. Got lots of moves I need to work on, could really use your expert opinion.”

Wendy let Nha crawl a little more before she brought her foot up and let it come crashing down on the Egyptian’s spine, drilling her bones with a merciless stomp. She took a second to grind her heel into it, let her weight do the work, and then she hopped up and came down to sit on her back.

She reached back to give Nha a quick spank on her ass, then flopped forward and let her upper body pour over the smaller woman’s back. Her breasts poured over her shoulders, her hips ground against her backside, and she brought her lips close, so close, to that lovely little ear, letting her hot breath wash over her with every word.

”Now, this move…” She let her hands slip under Nha’s chest, worming their way across her skin, until the both found a tender breast to latch onto. ”Saw this done on some poor girl in a match the other day. Looked fun as hell, but there’s only one way to know, right?” She nibbled at Nha’s earlobe, worrying it away with her canine, then sending it off with a lick. ”Don’t be shy.”

Wendy pulled away and yanked Nha’s upper body along with her, lifting it up and forcing her arms to drape over her shoulders. It was a Boston Crab, but a unique version of it, one that groped the chest instead of gripping the chin, stretching her breasts out while her spine was pulled back to a painful degree. It hurt, sure, but it would feel good on top, making it everything so much worse.

And all the while, Wendy would bring her lips to Nha’s neck, peppering her with kisses as she wrenched her further and further back.

[Darius 2.0]

Having been brutalized by way of butt only seconds ago, Nha's crawl across the mats was as slow as it was pathetic. Her face was red from the repeated pressure of Wendy's large ass descending on her face, and her vision was still somewhat cloudy but still she could see the exit door. Having been clotheslined, squashed and smothered heavily by Wendy, all within the span of a few minutes, Nha decided the best thing to do was retreat. There was no way to defeat the larger, stronger Wendy after having been sucker punched by her. So grunting and groaning with every movement she made, Nha made to crawl to the edge of the ring, her lycra clad ass in pointing upwards in the air.

Unfortunately, that door might as well have been on another planet. In the sorry state Nha was in, her crawl forwards was heartbreakingly slow. She wouldn't even make it to the edge of the ring, let alone the door, before she heard Wendy approaching her from behind. The words the heavyweight spoke to her made the Egyptian shiver with dread before she next felt Wendy's foot being planted on her spine! "UUGGHH!!" Nha cried out. She collapsed on her front underneath Wendy's foot, moaning in pain as it was ground into her. With a simple stomp, Wendy had stopped Nha's crawl to freedom; a fact that made Nha feel more hopeless than she already did.

Being brought somewhat out of her daze thanks to the harsh attack, Nha soon grunted as Wendy once again sat down upon her, this time atop her now sore spine. "AH!!" Nha squealed after a heavy-handed slap collided with her butt cheeks, making them jiggle somewhat underneath her tight-fitting shorts. The stinging and humiliating strike served to snap Nha out of the remainder of her stupor, just in time for Wendy to slide her voluptuous form over top of her. Feeling that curvy, warm body spill across her backside made the Egyptian red faced despite herself, and when Wendy's hot breath formed against her ear, Nha couldn't help but shiver at the feeling. That's when those probing hands of Wendy's came into play again, slithering their way underneath Nha to grasp both of her covered breasts, causing the Egyptian to let out a gasp of surprise. The larger woman's skillful fingers made the blue twin squirm and moan unintentionally. She might have even enjoyed the feeling had she not hated Wendy so much!

It was only about to get worse for Nha, because the next thing she knew Wendy was sitting back up on her back, trapping her arms over top Wendy's thighs as she did so! Such a maneuver usually meant a camel clutch was coming, but realizing that Wendy had yet to release her breasts, Nha realized too late that this was no ordinary camel clutch! "G-GYAAAA!!" Nha screamed as her already hurt back was bent backwards not by her chin; but by her boobs! Not only that, but Nha's neck soon became the target of many kisses from her foe, with Wendy's soft lips tickling her sensitive skin, creating a prison of pleasure and pain that threatened to drive Nha over the edge! "A-AH! I-I'll get you - ah! - for this!" Nha moaned, squirming underneath Wendy as she was assaulted on multiple fronts!