An Acrobat Tightropes over The Defiant Darkness! Mikoto Yakamura vs Damica-Vianne Voland

[Kookio]

Mikoto's eyes closed tightly as her womanhood was revealed for everyone to see. She wanted to pull her pants back up, but with how far down they were pulled and with Damica on her back, she couldn't bend her body far enough to reach them. To make matters worse, that is when she felt the woman's foot against it, her heel driving between her folds and forcing her to jolt her hips up in reaction. "AH!~" she let out a squeal of pleasure from how rough the Acrobat was being on her. But from then on, she would let out less loud moans of pleasure, her tongue dangling from her mouth while drool began to drip from the side of the Defiant Darkness' mouth. "Ahn..~ Ahn..!~ Mmh...~ N-n..no..!" she cried out in a mixture of pleasure and embarrassment, forced to look out into the crowd as they watched her be rubbed off in such a lewd manner. By this time, it was pretty easy to rub against Mikoto's sex thanks to the woman's efforts in getting her wet. She weakly outstretched an arm, her legs squirming against the ground in a small effort to try and pull the both of them to the ropes.

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"Yeah. You like that don't you?!" Damica said, rubbing her heel on Mikoto's pussy to drive her to climax. Her movements didn't falter for even one second, as the French woman's energetic strokes was driving her opponent crazy as her cum was lubricating her foot making it much easier to rub her off. Her tongue dangling out her mouth shamelessly, saliva dripping down like a dog in heat. Damica was certainly having fun. But just when she thought she can finally see Mikoto climax, the Defiant Darkness was able to grab onto the ropes beneath her notice.

Damica let out a grunt, annoyed that she was denied of her desired outcome. She pulled herself away from Mikoto, pushing the girl aside as she slowly stood up from the Japanese. At the very least, she had the audience to cheer her up. The french acrobatist waved at her new fans, practically bathing under their applause.

[Kookio]

Holding onto the rope, Mikoto's body shook as she was trying to regather what thoughts she had left. She was a panting mess after that last assault. At least finally she could pull her pants back up. She couldn't lay here long or she was going to find herself in the exact same position again. Only next time she probably wouldn't be able to get another rope break.

Her legs shaking, she pulled herself back up using the ropes as support, panting heavily while staring at her opponent. She was getting real sick of that smug, better-than-you attitude this woman had. Now attempting to be the one to take her opponent from behind, she would attempt to sneak her head and arm underneath the woman's arm while her leg snaked around the woman's side, trying to put the woman into an abdominal stretch!

Spoiler

[NoChill27]

Before Damica could realise, the Defiant Darkness had already risen up. She then immediately grabbed onto her back. As Mikoto spun her around, she was pulled over, her leg was locked, and her body was twisted and pushed until she had her locked-in an abdominal stretch. "Ah!" As Mikoto tightened the grip and forced Damica into this humiliating submission, she gasped in pain "Let go!" Damica yelled, trying to grab Mikoto with her free hand

[Kookio]

Mikoto held onto the abdominal stretch tightly. Her cheeks were still flushed red from the humiliation the girl had given her earlier that had lasting effects on Mikoto's body. Her legs were a little shaky, and her crotch was still in pain. The embarrassment inside her made her tighten the hold even more while her free hand came down and would grab at the fabric once more. "You never let go when I screamed it so I'm not gonna let go of you!!" she accidentally broke character from being so emotionally charged. If she was able to grab onto the woman's lower part of her fabric, she would give it a good pull similar to like she had done before. But she wasn't planning to just pull on it.. She would be attempting to pull so hard that the fabric would rip!

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"That's just because you're little roleplaying was annoying!" Damica yelled back. The French woman breathing had become erratic because of the pain she's in. She tried to calm herself, to think of way to escape her current predicament. But she then noticed Mikoto's hand going down her leotard....'Bon dieu.'.

The moment she realised what the Japanese girl was about to do, Damica screamed. Her crotch was pressed against the fabric of her leotard, the tantalising cameltoe on display for those who were lucky enough to look at it. Her teeth were gritted as the fabric scraped across her sensitivite folds, trickles of come pouring down her legs and onto the mats below.

[Kookio]

"A-annoying!?" Mikoto repeated, a shocked face on the girl. It was as if Damica treated being the Defiant Darkness as Mikoto's little game. That was the straw that broke the camel's back that was holding the Mikoto's anger back. "I-I'll show you who's roleplaying, y-you stupid slut!!" she yelled at Damica. If she was not pulled off, the roleplayer would grab the girl's fabric with her other hand and attempt to tear it off completely with a loud "RRRRIP", and a sense of relief would wash over Damica, only to be replaced with a breezy feeling as her womanhood was there for everyone to see.

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Looking back towards her tormentor, Damica noted, much to her surprise, how enraged Mikoto was when she called her roleplaying foolish. Did that insult really get under the determined roleplayer's skin and mind?

After torturous moments of agonising pain, the French acrobatist began to resist and grow accustomed to the wedgie. It was this moment she got an idea. She began griding her rump against Mikoto's crotch, hoping to simulate the Japanese girl and would loosen the hold. While her free hand reached downdown and pull Mikoto's legs to disrupt her balance. But Mikoto began pulling harder and Damica had to bite her lips to once again to endure the pain. But she continued her plan regardless. She rubbed and smacked, to see who would this battle of endurance.

[Kookio]

The roleplayer's eyes widened as she felt the acrobat's body grind up against her. "Are... Are you enjoying this!?" she said in surprise and confusion, being caught off guard caused her to loosen her hold before she was expertly knocked off balance by her opponent, causing her to let go entirely and stumble to the side uncontrollably. She would need a moment to regain her balance.

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As soon Mikoto let her go, Damica immediately retreated back away from the Japanese. She stretched her body, noticing how her body was still aching from Mikoto's attack. Not to mention, the wedgie. She looked down to see how utterly ruined her outfit was...

That's it! Damica thought to herself. A furious expression appeared on her face, directing it towards her opponent . She needs to finish this

Damica gradually altered her stance, dropping herself into what appeared to be a runner's crouch. Her body, however, remained upright, giving her an odd appearance, like she was a cheetah. It may have appeared humorous at the time, but this was not a position to be taken lightly.

And then — Damica moved. Before Mikoto's eyes, Damica shot out like a fully compressed spring.

She sprinted right at her, at a sudden acceleration that one could not expect in such a short amount of time. Her hand curled into a fist, intending to land it right into Mikoto's gut and knocking her back to slam into the nearest poll!