Tag team Iron women POW match: Yuki and Saya Vs. Punishment Squad

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Match rules: Which ever team has the most knockouts, pins, submissions, and hentai points by the end of a 60 minute time limit wins.
Special stipulations:Each team is allowed both team members to be in the ring. Winning team gets to take losing team as prisoners for however long they want.

Yuki and Saya were both waiting backstage in a dressing room. They were getting dressed and ready for there upcoming match. Yuki would be wearing a skin tight navy blue one piece swimsuit that hugged her body like a second skin. Meanwhile, Saya wore a special white black and blue two piece bikini, her bottoms having small cute frills around her hips.

Yuki would be slower to get dressed, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath. She was much more nervous than Saya was as always. Saya saw this and would give Yuki a teasing pat to her butt, giggling as she saw her partner's cheek jiggle from contact. "Don't be worried baby Yuki... This'll be fun! You saw who we're going up against right?!" Saya would say, pulling up her phone and showing the punishment squad's profile on the LAW website. The website showed the team they were going against. They were two heels who took pleasure in "punishing their opponents.

This was like a match made in heaven. Two of LAW's biggest jobbers up against two beautiful dominant heels. It also was a plus that both Yuki and Saya were mashochists. Yuki was still adomant to try and hide it no matter how bad she failed. Saya meanwhile learned to embrace it, loving everything about being a jobber in the LAW league, being dominated and squashed and toyed with by all types of beautiful women. And no matter how hard Yuki tried to hide it, she felt the same way.

Saya would wait for Yuki to get dressed and then quickly turn her around so that they were facing each other, sideways in the mirror. Saya would hug Yuki and pull their bodies together, pressing their chests against each other. There faces only a few millimeters apart. "Trust me... This will be fun... I promise..." Saya would say in a comforting tone before giving Yuki a small kiss, grabbing her cheeks and making her look in the mirror at both of them. "And the crowd is going to love us as a tag team! Look at us! So cute! The perfect team!" She would say excitedly before grabbing Yuki's hands and guiding her back to a chair, sitting her down and sitting on her lap. "Maybe this will mellow you out a bit..." She said before starting to make out with her partner, showing who was the dominant one in this partnership.

There would be a knocking at the door. Saya would pull away from the kiss and squeal excitedly, giggling as she got up and grabbed Yuki's hands, pulling her to the door and opening it quickly. They went to the curtains and they opened up. Saya's music would start and the curtains would begin opening. Saya would decide to one again take control, grabbing Yuki and pulling her into a dominant kiss as they were shown to the audience. The crowd burst out with approval for the sensual opening for the two jobbers.

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After a few moments of the shared kiss, Saya would release the kiss and turn towards the crowd, raising both hers and Yuki's arms getting another loud cheer. Saya would begin strutting down the ramp, pushing Yuki in front of her, giving her a few spanks along the way to keep her moving, getting more cheers from the crowd as she turned and winked at the cameras and the fans who enjoyed her flirtatious behavior with her innocent partner.

Saya and Yuki would make it to the ring and get up on the apron. Saya would open the middle and the top rope up so that Yuki could climb through before she would do the same but in a much more showy way, stopping with a leg on either side of the middle rope, giving herself a hard spank before shaking her ass and riding the rope in a raunchy and sensual manner, getting another pop from the crowd.

Finally after Saya's show, she would get into the ring with Yuki, grabbing her by her suit and pulling her towards the corner. Saya would climb the ropes and sit on the top turnbuckle, pulling Yuki in so that she was standing against the corner. Saya would start rubbing Yuki's shoulders, giving her a massage, kissing her neck and her ears, whispering sweet nothings into her partner's ears. "We're gonna have fun... Don't you worry baby..." Saya would say, continuing to massage and kiss her partner, trying to distract her from her nervousness, all while keeping an eye on the entrance to see when their opponents would enter the arena.

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"Phuh!"

The sound of disgust erupted from Lilah's chest so suddenly that Ella had to stop adjusting her attire long enough to stare at her. She found her lover, who had already finished her preparations minutes before, standing and staring at a monitor in the hallway, hands on her hips. The two had already been summoned to gorilla, and Ella had only delayed them long enough to adjust the ruffles on her top before she planned to lead the way to their entrance. Lilah didn't phuh at many things, so as she walked past, her hands sliding over her partner's strong haunches, she peeked over her shoulder to watch their opponents on the way to the ring. Ella didn't see anything phuh-worthy.

"And just what is eating you? Did you leave the range on?" As if either of them cooked. That was indeed a phuh.

"It's almost insulting what they've put in front of us. Iron Woman match? This is going to be a slaughter."

Elle hadn't thought about it much, but that was Lilah, the one out of the two of them who needed some pride out of her competition rather than solely satisfaction. And she did have a point. As far as Elle was concerned, the League could stick her and the stoic queen in any sort of match where they had an opportunity to live up to their name - she wasn't too picky. But Lilah liked breaking down badasses, forcing them to give in, and Elle could guess that Lilah had heard "Iron Woman match" and developed dreams of taking some giantess and dismantling her. Frankly, Elle had dreams to the same end, and she wouldn't have minded finding herself on the struggle bus either, for that matter.

She prodded Lilah along so they would make their cue time, not that they couldn't just bend the stagehands in fifty different shapes if they got on their asses about it. "You have a point. You couldn't make one good woman out of them if one stood on the other's shoulders." Snickering at the image, she twirled her cavalier hat in her hand before popping it up onto her head. "But are you really trying to imply that you don't expect to enjoy it? I'm here. Just treat them like the submissives in the world's next best domination porn."

Lilah didn't tell her whether her words encouraged her, but Elle could tell by the way she turned, gripped her by the cheeks, and thrust an aggressive kiss against her lips that she had accomplished what she needed. Her partner added a cold look at a stagehand watching the scene too closely, and as they walked to the stage, Elle fanned herself and tipped her hat at the young man.

As their music hit, Lilah stepped onto the stage, the poised, posing eye to Elle's storm as the redhead pranced around her lover like a cabaret dancer. The two eventually came to pose like the power couple they believed themselves to be, and a purposeful strut down the ramp spoke of how little they feared their opponents. Wearing a too-warm smile, Elle glanced at both of them once she and Lilah reached the apron, shook her head, and made a gesture to Lilah as if she had taken someone and bent them over her knee for a spanking. Lilah merely popped a hip and mocked a yawn before the two stepped into the ring together.

"Hello, inmates. We'll be with you in a moment," the confident striker said as the two of them passed their opponents, clambered up a turnbuckle, tangled into an embrace, and propped their legs high to show off their figures. The boos mattered for nothing... these people still lusted after them. People most wanted what they pretended to hate the most, and crowds were no exception.

They hopped down, looming large as they strolled back toward their opponents. "If I didn't know better, I would think you two cuties got stitched up at Build-a-Bear this morning. Even I'm tempted to squish you, and that's not my specialty."

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Saya continued to massage and grope and kiss her partner, enjoying the feeling of being dominant, even if it was against her own opponent. She would move her hands from Yuki's shoulders to her large and round breasts, feeling them mold against her smaller hands. That was something Saya was always jealous of Yuki for. Yuki's breasts were large and heavy yet looked absolutely delicious. Saya meanwhile had a much smaller, flatter chest with small and cute bumps. Of course some people were into a smaller chest but Saya always wondered what it would be like to be in Yuki's shoes.

Meanwhile, Yuki just whimpered and moaned from the massaging, groping and kissing from her partner, closing her eyes and taking it. She had to admit that it did feel good, and it was a distraction from their upcoming match, but with it being from her own partner, it felt odd to be in front of a crowd with her.

Suddenly, the opposing tag team's music would start. Saya would separate her mouth from Yuki's neck, saliva bridging between her lips and Yuki's skin. Saya looked over Yuki's shoulder, seeing two beautiful women. One looking to be much more stern than the other. Saya's mouth watered as she watched them get closer. meanwhile, Yuki's heart rate grew faster by the second.

They would watch as their opponents made their way down towards the ring, looking like an absolute power couple. There was no fear, or nervousness in their opponents. It looked as though they had no doubt in their mind that this match would be a one sided domination match, and 60 minutes of domination at that, and even more so that it was POW so there would be plenty more domination after the match.

Yuki and Saya watched as Elle glanced at both of them once they were at the apron. They saw her shake her head before making an odd gesture to her partner, one as if she was taking someone bent over her knee for a spanking. Yuki's eyes widened and she blushed deeper, squirming in Saya's grip, meanwhile, Saya's mouth watered, looking back and forth between both of their opponents. She saw Lilah's hip pop as she mocked a yawn. There was no concern from either opponent.

Yuki and Saya would be greeted by Elle, calling them inmates, telling them that they would be with them in a moment. Yuki felt a shiver go down her spine while Saya got very excited, feeling warmth growing in her stomach. They watched as Elle and Lilah passed them, clambering up a turnbuckle tangled into an embrace, posing for the crowd and showing off their beautiful figures. Yuki and Saya were startled by the boos from the crowd. Were these two really that bad? Thoughts ran through both of their heads, imagining how this will all play out.

They would snap out of it as both women approached them, strolling towards them. The size difference was much more noticeable up close. Nearly a foot difference for both women. Yuki would blush, looking down, crossing her arms behind her back and looking bashful at Elle's taunting, calling them teddy bears and talking about squishing them. Saya on the other hand was much more vocal. "Better try your best! My partner and I are VERRRY durable! Its gonna take a whole lot to break us!" Saya would say with a confident and excited smile on her face. Saya would hop down from the turnbuckle and stand next to Yuki. She would hug her partner from the side while looking at their opponents. "I even think Yuki might be a bit more durable than me..." She would say teasingly, giving Yuki a wet kiss on the cheek.

"C'mon lets get this party started!" Saya would shout, getting a cheer from the crowd. Yuki was much less confident but that didn't seem to matter. "Ring the damn bell ref girl!" Saya would bark excitedly, grabbing Yuki by the hand and pulling her towards the center of the ring. The bell would ring and they would both get into their athletic stances, slightly bent at the knees and arms out, looking for a test of strength although it was up to their opponents to accept the test or start the match in a different way.

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What a pair. Elle eyed them, intent evident in her eyes. Blondie looked thrilled about her plight, while Miss Tits looked like she wanted to find a trapdoor to a quick escape. Under Lilah's cold gaze, Elle couldn't blame the curvier one - even though she loved to fall under that gaze most days. But Saya's attitude... Elle wondered if she had a clue what she was about to endure. She wore her best patronizing smile as she made their available space very small indeed, leaning in toward Saya. "Our 'best', little miss pancake..." She stared at Saya's small chest and tutted. "...isn't quite the right word. What would you call it, Lilah?"

"Our worst. And you would be the chief of all fools to ask for that," came Lilah's response, as she rested a hand on Elle's back.

Elle nodded and pouted as she took off her hat and flicked it toward the turnbuckle behind the small pair. "Why don't we test you one at a time then?" Elle added. "Lilah and I would love to see who's more durable." Yes, both of them knew the match was meant to be a tornado tag. They already had a plan in mind... as they always did, but of course they could go without having a clue. They wouldn't have a chance of putting a stop to that plan, either, whether the Squad spelled it out for them or not.

But, alas, the threats had to come to an end. With the ref gesturing for them to give space, Elle shot a knowing look and nod to Lilah, who returned it in kind. Her partner had found her interest in the match given the fire that burned behind those red eyes. Elle tapped her bottom lip, tilted her head back toward Yuki and Saya one at a time. Lilah's head tilted Saya's way, and after Elle had blown a kiss her way, the two of them squared up as a matched pair, Lilah's stance broad and menacing while Elle bounced idly on her heels like a street fighter.

As the bell rang... the cuties walked over for a test of strength. Elle outright laughed and turned to see a bemused Lilah shaking her head at them. Lilah, for her part, matched with Saya, moving in close to the blonde and almost immediately locking her down like she was a child reaching for a cookie. No doubt she could have picked her up and thrown her halfway to the moon if she wished, but she waited, looked to Elle.

Elle gazed at shy, shy Yuki. "I like your tits. I think they should be jiggling... preferably while you bounce over to that very corner over there." Elle shrugged, pointed, and with a lightning-fast step, she jolted into range to drive her foot into Yuki's face with a skull-rocking roundhouse that would, in fact, send the brunette right toward the indicated corner.

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Saya's confidence was quite believable, even though she knew exactly what she was up against. She was hoping for punishment and who was better to do it besides the team known as the punishment squad. Meanwhile, Yuki trembled in Saya's grasp. After Saya's rant, both girls would listen to what Elle had to say. Saya would notice Elle staring at her smaller chest. The blonde blushed as she was called "little miss pancake" "Like what you see red?" She would say back, before hearing what Lilah had to say, saying that instead of doing their best, they would be doing their worst to the two jobbers.

Most girls would have a similar reaction to Yuki who was trembling in her place, heart racing, eyes watering slightly, but Saya was still keeping the act going. She would hear Elle's idea saying that they would be testing them individually to see who was the most durable out of them. "I can take the both of you on no problem! Gonna be a long night for you two hehe!" Saya would say before the ref got between them.

Saya would then turn to Yuki and whisper to her "So your gonna start against both of them... If you don't I might have to punish you too..." She would say with a snicker and a spank as they made their way to the center of the ring. Yuki simply whimpered, unsure of how to respond but too submissive to defy Saya.

The two would now be in the center of the ring, looking at their opponents. Saya kept her smile on, while Yuki stood there quivering. They both blushed as Elle blew a kiss. Then the bell rang and both of their opponents got into their athletic stances. Lilah being broad and menacing while Elle was more bouncy and loose. As the two went for the test of strength, they were met with two very different responses. They got a laugh from Elle and a head shake from Lilah.

before Yuki or Saya could choose who they would be going up against, it seemed the punishment squad was deciding that for them for now. Saya found herself matched up with Lilah. She would try to turn around and go to her corner but Lilah was too quick. "I thought you two were gonna work us over one by one! Yuki volunteered to go first! I promise!" It was no use, Saya would be taken by surprise by Lilah's strength, easily being locked down. She would fall down to her knees nearly immediately, being forced down by Lilah's incredible strength. The smile began to look more nervous than confident.

Meanwhile, Yuki was across from Elle. She saw her gaze and blushed, looking down innocently, avoiding eye contact. The next thing that Elle said would make Yuki blush. She complimented her breasts, saying they should be jiggling by her going to the corner. Yuki wouldn't think twice, turning towards the corner and making her way there, turning her back towards her opponent who quickly sent a brutal roundhouse kick right to Yuki's face that would knock her out and send her to the floor right near the corner she was instructed to go to. Yuki had no idea what happened. She saw white for a moment as her ears began to ring before things went black. She was knocked out within the first few seconds of the match. The ref would come and check on her a bell would ring, not to end the match, but to signify a point for the punishment squad for their first knock out point.

Saya's eyes widened as reality struck her like a speeding truck. "Alright... Ahem... Let's um... I said Yuki wanted to start! She would be a good warm up for you both! Even if she's out cold!" Saya would say nervously, pleaing for mercy but it was too late. She was now alone in the ring with two brutal dominant women who she had taunted throughout their whole introduction. While she was scared, she also felt butterflies in her stomach, her masochist tendencies were getting ready to show.

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"Oops."

No authenticity painted Elle's interjection as she did exactly what she had alluded she would do. Yuki flew, those breasts bounced, and... well, she hadn't promised to knock her out. She had planned it, however, and her foot had caught even more of that pretty face than she had intended. She had expected it to take at least a few rapid-fire strikes to drop the young woman, but nope. The ref checked in, and sure enough, Yuki was off in dreamland. It was only a shame she hadn't landed with her ass half in the air - always a fun sight. Elle shrugged, reveled in the boos, and grinned in manic satisfaction at her success.

And blondie suddenly didn't look too certain about her situation. Lilah already had the slender woman on her knees, and Elle snickered as she trotted over, one foot in front of the other like a runway model. "I'm afraid Yuki's un-volunteered. What fun is a girl who doesn't know she's being punished?" she asked, as the fingers of one hand dug into the muscles around Lilah's neck for an impromptu massage. They both stared down at Saya, and while Elle couldn't claim to know what went through Lilah's mind at all times, she had to imagine her girlfriend was as titillated by the prospect of turning this into a show of torture as she was. They were freaks, the two of them, and they understood each other.

Lilah seemed to read her mind, naturally. "Can't sweet talk her all night, El."

Elle grinned. "How right you are. Going up?"

At the cue, Lilah shoved down on Saya, breaking through with the test of strength hard enough to throw a girl's arms out of their sockets. She stayed on top, reaching over Saya's back and clutching her around the midsection. She lifted, heaving Saya ass-over-teakettle into the air, her stomach against the blonde's back, and stood straight so Saya's head was dangling near her knees. Elle kissed her lover on the bicep before walking around to the front where Saya's head was dangling, and she crouched to stare into Saya's upside-down face.

"What's your favorite part of the female anatomy?" she asked, casually.

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Yuki was off in dreamland, twitching and spasming, completely unconscious and the punishment squad seemed to turn all of their focus towards Saya. The petite blonde was on her knees, begging for them to go against her partner but it seemed to be no use. She would stare up into Lilah's hard and stern gaze before looking over to Elle who strutted over to them like a runway model. She would hear Elle's response, saying Yuki un-volunteered, saying it wouldn't be fun to punish an unconscious ragdoll who didn't know what was happening to her. Saya shivered at the thought, seeing Elle massage Lilah's neck while Lilah still held her down on her knees.

Saya would then be stared down by both women. It felt like she had entered a cave with two carnivores, staring down at their prey like their first meal in days. By the look in both of their eyes, Saya could tell they had no good intentions for her. It was as if she could see what they were thinking, imagining and visualizing all the pain and humiliation she would be subjected to and how much she would like it, but how much it would hurt at the same time.

She would then hear Lilah saying they cannot sweet talk her all night. "Sure you can..." Saya said nervously before seeing Elle grin and agreeing to Lilah. As if on queue, Saya was shoved down to her back, but it was so much more than that. Her arms would be slammed down so hard that they hurt. She would then be grabbed by the midsection, feeling Lilah squeeze her tightly before lifting her high and flipping her upside down.

Saya felt Lilah's toned stomach against her back, giving Saya goosebumps from the feeling. Saya was now dangling upside down. Her long blonde locks becoming slightly messy, she had to blow the hair from out of her face. She would hear a kissing sound which was Elle kissing Lilah's bicep before she came into Saya's sight. She would see Elle crouch down. They made eye contact.

Saya would hear Elle's question and ponder for a moment. What an odd question. It made Saya think. "Well... Um... That's always been a tough question... I can't decide between tits... or ass.. their both so good... Or... Lips? or maybe the stomach... I... I like it all.." Saya would admit, blushing as she wondered what her answer would lead to.

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Elle traced a finger along Saya's abs as she waited for her answer. Petite or not, the squad's striker could understand the appeal of a slender body. Though strong and toned, Lilah was ultimately long and lean, and Elle had never seen a more beautiful body in all her years. She finished her tracing with a thump of the blonde's belly button to listen to the list. She mocked as if she wrote down the list of everything Saya listed on her palm. "You have eclectic taste, pancake," she teased, before standing straight again. "Why don't we try them all? That way you can decide if you still like them by the time we're done with you." She thumbed a finger over Saya's chin.

"Lilah, lover, I hear she likes stomachs. Let's break her in slowly." As she said it, she patted Saya's belly again roughly enough for the pops to echo across a few rows of fans. They expressed their displeasure, already knowing where Punishment Squad planned to take this match. Ugh, Elle wished she had a mic to taunt them just like she was taunting Saya.

"You know I don't do slowly." The look on Lilah's face was enough to make Elle want to drag her into a back room.

Elle smirked as she watched Lilah's arms flex hard enough, squeezing the breaths out of Saya's own slender stomach, and her taller half dropped to her knees, bashing Saya's head against the canvas - not hard enough to leave her disoriented, but just enough to stun the fight out of her. Like the beautiful artist she was, Lilah pushed Saya onto her back, climbed over her, started trying to trap one of Saya's arms between her thighs and wrap her arms around the other one with a crucifix pin so she could drape her abs, packaged tightly into her snug leotard, over Saya's face... and preferably earn a second fall.

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Saya shivered as she felt Elle's delicate finger trace over her abs while she answered her question. The tracing would be finished with a hard thump, right to her belly button. Saya watched as Elle mockingly acted as though she were writing down her answer on her palm. She couldn't help but find this teasing to be hot and turning her on a bit. She would blush as Elle told her that her taste was "Electric". The next words that left Elle's mouth made Saya both excited and terrified at the same time, wondering what she meant by trying all of them. She felt Elle's finger gently thumbing over her chin.

She would then hear Elle speaking to Lilah, telling her how Saya said that she liked stomachs and to break her in slow. A few hard and rough pats to her belly echoed a hard and hollow sound throughout the first few rows. Each har pat caused her stomach to get slightly redder.

Saya would hear Lilah's response and cringe at the thought of being torn apart by the brunette. Suddenly, Saya felt Lilah begin to flex her arms around her stomach, hard enough to squeeze the air out of her, making her wheeze and let out a few light coughs before she was suddenly dropped, but not released, bashing the back of her head against the ring mat. It wasn't enough to knock her out but it was definitely enough to cause Saya to be stunned long enough to be helpless for the next move.

Saya would be pushed down onto her back. She would then feel Lilah mounting her before wrapping her arm between her thighs. They were warm and soft, yet so strong. Saya felt a slight stinging on the arm that was caught. Her other arm would be trapped by Lilah's much stronger arms. Saya was now caught in a crucifix pin, with Lilah's beautiful leotard covered abs draped just millimeters away from her face. She would hold off for a few seconds before she would decide to stick out her tongue, hoping to get a taste of Lilah's outfit, wanting to feel her covered abs on her tongue. She was excited to see how Lilah and Elle would respond to her antics. She didn't care if she got pinned at this point.

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Lilah wouldn't tell Elle, because her partner would remind her of it many, many times if she did, but she had taken the redhead's advice. Though her face betrayed nothing but intense calculation, the taller squad member had found her satisfaction in making this match an aesthetic triumph. These two pipsqueaks couldn't dream of putting up enough of a fight to challenge her, least of all the fearful wallflower slumbering by the corner, but Lilah could find ways to bend bodies that would make Elle scream in ecstasy just from watching it... and the crowd would look on in lustful awe, too, for all their hatred of the pair.

As her legs snuggled around Saya's slender arm and her hands pinned the other arm, she settled in comfortably, ass on display, back arched, head poised. Saya barely fought against the pin. Lilah sighed, whipped her head to get a bit of her bangs out of her eyes, and settled in as the ref began her count. Saya couldn't have dreamed of getting Lilah off of her anyway, so as the seconds mounted, Lilah scarcely noticed the count reaching three or the ref calling for the second bell to signal that they led two to nothing. She instead looked to Elle, who pranced around her and Saya, planning to tease the blonde a bit more.

But she felt the blonde's tongue through her top. Lilah stared down with a threat in her eyes. "Did I give you permission?" she asked, searing, before she flattened out, smushing Saya's face beneath her abdominals almost tightly enough to smother her. Her crucifix grew tighter, her thighs squeezing and pulling on the trapped arm, and she nodded to her lover and then down at Saya's gams. "El, work on those skinny legs. Teach her she can taste us only when we give her the right."

"I thought you would never ask, babe." Elle was no refined submission expert, but she was creative, sadistic. She flopped down onto her perky ass, tucked one leg under each arm, and fell back, pulling tightly enough to hyperextend both of them.