Bedroom Warfare

[Devastated]

Not even half an evening had passed since Isabella Brandt had faced off against Heather Sunderland. She had come out on top in a hard-fought match between the two, and what the blonde felt had been the proper establishing of a true rivalry. One thing that Isabella enjoyed to do when she had found a woman she had taken an interest in, after she had proven to be a good challenge that was...was to claim them for the night, or weekend based of when the match took place. It just so happened that her match with Heather took place on a Friday, so she would keep Heather for the whole weekend.

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Bringing them up to her rather fancy high-rise apartment. Isabella would open the door and gesture for Heather to step inside, before she herself entered her home. She had considered using a leash on Heather, but she felt that she needed to earn that pleasure. Something she was planning on doing tonight.

While they might already be battered and tired, she wanted nothing more than to clash with Heather yet again. Turning around to face Heather after she stepped into the apartment. Isabella would place her finger against the bottom of Heather's chin and push her head up bit.

"Don't worry my dear, I'll let you try and earn your freedom." Isabella spoke out as she would then try to guide Heather off towards the bedroom. "I don't believe in beating around the bush Sunderland. I am not satisfied." She spoke out. "I would like us to have another duel. Right here, in my apartment." Isabella spoke as her red eyes would glare into Heather's eyes.

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[TiefBlau]

Heather took a deep breath in and out as she made her way into the apartment that Isabella had brought her into, her eyes just darting around the place, scanning every little bit of it. Heather herself was dressed in a black t-shirt, black skirt, and purple and black striped thigh-highs--having changed at least before they were fully here.

She bit her lip just slightly as she felt Isabella's finger at her chin, her heart pounding and racing at the situation that she had found herself in, tapping her foot a couple times. She was trying to figure out just what to say in this whole situation--before finally Isabella explained exactly what she wanted with her here. She bit her lip hard, her eyes glued on Isabella's.

"You want to wrestle with me again here? I..Mean..I-if that's what you brought me here for.." She let out, gritting her teeth just slightly as she was guided out and towards the bedroom, her heart feeling like it was about to burst from her chest with this whole situation. The match they had was--quite the intense one..and now being brought into a second one--it definitely made her blush just slightly.

"Hmph--well fine then! If you want me to get a good win back then I'll take it!" She let out, nodding her head a couple times!

[Devastated]

Isabella would nod her head as Heather repeated what she had said in a questioning manner. She would look back at Heather every now and then as she saw her cute mannerisms. Seeing that blush on her rival, Isabella would lick her lips just slightly as she would wait to see if Heather would accept her challenge. When she finally heard Heather agree to her terms, the blonde would look Heather up and down.

"Confident, I like that." Isabella spoke out as she would then proceed to remove her red jacket, slowly she'd proceed to undress, until she was left in nothing but a set of red lingerie.

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"Oh yes, I forgot to explain. We'll be having this little battle of ours in lingerie. A winner will only be declared by verbal submission from the opposing fighter. Anything is allowed. A no holds barred competition if you will." Isabella spoke out as she confidently placed her hands on her hips and threw a cocky smirk at Heather. " Think you can handle that, Heather Sunderland."

[TiefBlau]

Heather blinks a couple times as she just--watches her remove her jacket..and then the rest of her clothing..steadily stripping herself down to her lingerie. Her eyes widened, her face beaming up as deep a red as it could, leaving her speechless for a good amount of time. "I-I uh..I'm---" She stumbles over her words a little more, her heart pounding and racing a bunch before she said those next words--giving her the terms of the fight.

She grit her teeth hard, clenching her fists tightly, turning her head to the side. She didn't know what to say, hestiating for a good amount of time before huffing out. "Tch..Fine! You've got me here--so that's what we'll do.." She starts doing what she said, removing her boots before going right to the rest of her clothing, steadily revealing the purple underwear she wore underneath.

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"Y-you're so done. I can handle whatever you throw at me! I-I'll beat you right here in your own bedroom!"

[Devastated]

Isabella would watch Heather's cute reactions, as it seemed as if she had flustered her rival quite a bit. She would see Heather fidget and stumble over her words, earning a soft giggle from Isabella as she would simply wait. She would let Heather gather herself, and come to terms with the rules for their fight. Of course Heather had the chance to back out...though the blonde very much doubted that Heather would do that.

Soon enough she saw Heather begin to strip down, she kept her eyes on her rival as she undressed down to her underwear. Now that they were both dressed...or rather undressed for the battle, Isabella would nod her head.

"I expect you to try...but just like our match. You shall fail my dear." Isabella would step up right up into Heather's face." Let's begin."

Following Isabella's declaration for them to start, the blonde would reach out and try and grab onto Heather's head. She aimed to force Heather into a collar and elbow lock-up, as she would then ram her chest right into Heather's chest, trying to bully the purple haired wrestler towards the nearest wall!

[TiefBlau]

This was definitely out of Heather's element right now. The high flyer girl was--quite a bit focused on the serious--the hard hitting and the finesse of being in the ring. She had to sort of--convince herself that she could manage t his here. She slapped her own cheeks a couple times, rubbing at them just a little to sort of..focus herself as much as she could here.

After she stripped, she definitely couldn't shake the redness on her cheeks--but she was doing her best to just work around that. If she could just focus enough to just..do as much as she could to work with this. She yelps out just slightly with her moving right in--gritting her teeth with the lockup.

"Nnkgh..O-okay.." She let out, trying her best to brace herself with her feet dug into the floor--but then she felt her chest smooshing in against hers, pressing her backwards.

She yelps out loudly, pressed completely into the wall, their chest smooshing and pressing against eachother as she squirms and wiggles against her, her feet sliding along just a bit. She groans out, trying to push bck against her, her face red with both her embarrassment and her strain!

[Devastated]

Isabella went in with that lock up, and it looked as if Heather was up for it. She smirked a bit as she rushed in and locked horns with the purple haired beauty. This fight of theirs started much like their match earlier tonight, with a simple lock up. Though the big difference was of course...that they were wearing far less than in their match.

The blonde pressed into Heather, pushing her backwards as she got them up close against one another. The generous chest of Isabella pressed firmly against Heather's as she began to push Heather back. After a few seconds she had managed to press Heather up against the wall and had her rival squirming. The blonde let out a soft chuckle, she seemed to have Heather out of her element, as earlier tonight their lock-up had them almost at a stalemate and now...Isabella was in control.

She kept herself snugly pressed against Heather, pressing their busts together as she leaned in a bit closer. " Let's go for a little walk~" Isabella teased as she would twist to her side and try and pull Heather's head in under her right armpit, trying to pull her into a side-headlock, where she'd be pushing her rival's face up against her side-boob. The blonde would then try and pull Heather away from the wall and begin to walk towards the bed, dragging Heather along with her.

[TiefBlau]

Heather grit her teeth just a little, pressing and pushing against Isabella with that lockup that they were starting in. She tried to do her best to keep up with her, struggling to match her strength as much as she could..but it certainly wasn't happening. She felt those sizable breasts smooshing into her own, Heather pressed back nice and fully against the wall.

"A-aha? A walk?" She let out, yelping as she suddenly twist and pulled her right underneath her arm, yanking her in that side headlock. She whimpers and whines against the side of her chest, her feet sliding along the floor as she was pulled and dragged towards the bed. She held onto Isabella's waist, trying to somehow pull herself from this position, but it just wasn't happening.

[Devastated]

Isabella twisted them around and pulled Heather's head into that side-headlock! Pushing Heather's face nice and snugly up against her side-boob. The blonde would begin to drag and pull Heather along in the side-headlock, forcing her towards the bed as Heather tried to resist. However, Isabella guided them towards the bed, she would bend her knees and get her hips in under Heather's hips. Pressing her backside against Heather's groin, and then twisting forward!

The blonde would try and throw Heather in a headlock takedown, down onto the bed! Scrambling on top of her rival, as she would try and go for a fullbody pin! Stretching herself out on top of Heather, as she shoved her breasts down against Heather's pair, she would try and snake her legs around Heather's legs and lock them tight, into a grapevine! Isabella would then reach for Heather's hands, clasping them together with her own as she sought to pin Heather down fully to the bed! Looking down at her rival, the blonde would blow a teasing breath of air against Heather's face, to get some of the hair out of it.

"That's quite a blush. Still think you can defeat me?" Isabella would mockingly teased Heather.

[TiefBlau]

Heather's groans muffled out a little more against the side of her chest, squirming and wriggling a bunch with her as they went straight to the bed. She blinks at the sensation of her starting to shift around--before finally feeling her lift her up off her feet with t hat throw! She bounces just a bit on the bed, clicking her tongue in frustration as she was pinned firmly underneath her!

"W-would you shut up? I'm..We've just started.." She let out in response, refusing her teasing words as she arches and writhes, wincing at her blowing a bit of her hair out of her face--her hands totally captured and pinned by Isabella in their current position. Her hips just slid around on the bed slightly, lifting and squirming with Isabella, struggling to try and somehow loosen herself from this grapevine.

"Hmph..N-next match we have i-it's going to be a hardcore match or something.." She let out, grumbling as she tried to shake her fluster.