How to Please Abs of Steel

[Fairy Dragon]

Kyoko kept Stick close to her and gave her no choice but to proceed. She leaned into the chair and let herself feel exposed simply to give Stick all the room to work with. Something about the close proximity did something for both of them, feeling Stick's brutalized abs trapped around her legs and the abs straining around Kyoko's slightly tight grip made the Belly Queen sigh before Stick's lips even touched her. Stick didn't let the hold stop her, like Kyoko wanted her head went back to her belly and she caressed her abs before planting a soft kiss on Kyoko's belly.

"Whhmm.." Kyoko moaned. Her body tensed up for a second before Kyoko forced herself to sit still again and relax, taking in the next few kisses as they would touch her skin and her hands felt her powerful abs relax under Stick's touch. Kyoko felt the heat rising through her body as Stick's kisses continued and centered themselves close to her navel with Kyoko pushing her belly towards Stick's face to let her keep going, her mind embracing the bliss Stick's actions were causing.

[thesteedman]

Stick bit on her lower lip, arching back briefly as she felt Kyoko's legs tighten just a little more around her waist, testing her midriff. Given her legs and feet were completely bare, there was a lot of skin contact right now, as Kyoko kept Stick bound against her with a deep and sensual looking bodyscissors. With her back having taken some earlier punishment, there was certainly some discomfort as Stick arched, incidently exposing her own straining midriff having been left in little more than a two piece bikini outfit.

Despite this discomfort, part of Stick did not wish to upset her current 'host', aware that those legs of hers could wrap much tighter if she did not please her. As such Stick leaned back down after a brief moment, making certain that her movements were soft and slow. Her fingers traced over each well defined line over Kyoko's midriff, tracing along her stomach in a firm yet sensual manner. She continued to kiss slowly and softly at times, but at other times she teased her midriff with a big slow but forceful kiss.

There was a heat that began to rise within Kyoko, as she heard her moan out, unable to fight the sensation. Such was Kyoko becoming lost in the moment, that the woman adjusted herself, forcing her body to bridge, her back to curve which in turn pushed her stomach out, allowing Stick better access. She wanted more... and whilst Stick began this all as self preservation... she could not help but find herself finding enjoyment herself. For the first time she admired Kyoko's midriff beyond just trying to please her, and a part of her began to enjoy the close proximity, and the sensation of being held between her powerful legs. Was she becoming lost in the moment too?

[Fairy Dragon]

Kyoko's legs around Stick's stomach remained but were mostly just locked in place. The pressure on Stick began to ease while Kyoko leaned back and opened herself to enjoying the moment and Stick's work on her stomach. She knew she was inviting trouble since Stick was only doing this to avoid being punched and could easily try something, the Belly Queen seemed ready to decide that she willing to risk this if she could only this moment a little longer. Stretched out, her abs got a better feeling of each kiss, especially the ones that lasted more than half a second and pressed against her belly with Stick's soft wet lips. Each time Kyoko moaned seemed to relax while she happily embraced each little kiss from Stick.

"Hmmmmhhhhhm." Kyoko moaned. Everything Stick did felt good, the kisses and the way her hands gently traced her abs, mapping out the muscles over Kyoko's impressive royal belly. She was treating them so well it was like she wanted to kiss and feel them. Kyoko had no idea how lost in the moment Stick was, she only embraced the moment herself and allowed the manager to continue impressing her.

[thesteedman]

Stick felt Kyoko's legs adjust, holding her tightly around the waist, but no longer squeezing her slender frame as she was before. It seemed Kyoko was content to simply embrace her using her legs, whilst she kept her form laid back, exposing more of her midriff, stretching out to get the full benefit of her captive's attentions. Stick's hands continued to work their magic, her fingers firmly tracing every detail and ridge of Kyoko's fine-tuned stomach. Each soft and deep kiss caused Kyoko to writhe, her belly tensing at times and then relaxing, moving in a rhythmic fashion as if she was doing a slow belly dance.

This continued for a good few moments, with Kyoko audibly moaning, no doubt finding a sense of pleasure from this experience as Stick proved to have an alluring touch. Given the kisses, Kyoko's midriff had a slight glisten to it in the low light as she continued to writhe in a slow and suggestive manner. Stick straightened herself up, leaning back a little as Kyoko's legs remained locked around her waist. Stick was breathing a little deeper herself, her hair draping over her eyes slightly as she bit on her lower lip, taking a moment to gaze over Kyoko's barely clad form. Stick ran both hands down her stomach, lightly clawing at her flesh and testing her hard abs... before she did something potentially dangerous.

Biting on her lower lip, Stick suddenly enclosed her hand into a fist, before she drove it down into Kyoko's hard abs. She put significant strength into it, knowing she was not a striker by trade, as her knuckles bit into Kyoko's defined stomach. The strike was firm, well placed... but Stick was testing something. She was all too aware of how Kyoko liked to strike and squeeze the midriff area... so it begged to question, did she enjoy such treatment herself? It was by no means the hardest of strikes, but a tester, as Stick looked to Kyoko to see what her reaction would be. All at once, Stick realised that she was getting into this moment... it was hard not too with both women so scantily clad, so up close and personal as Stick remained between Kyoko's powerful thighs.

[Fairy Dragon]

Kyoko was barely active now, the legs just a slight reminder of who was in control but letting Stick run her show without input. Her moans were enough to tell Stick that she was heading in the right direction, her work on her abs was amazing, and shocking just like her attack at the parlor. Kyoko shook in place almost letting the moment take her completely, slightly drifting off while Stick's hands teased her curves. She flinched again when Stick's hands pressed against her stomach, almost like she was going to squeeze it until Stick suddenly pulled her fist back and punched her.

"Uuaahhh!" Kyoko gasped. It wasn't a hard punch, and even though it still hurt that's not why she was gasping. Instead her cheeks got redder and she began to moan again, her hands held onto the chair she was sitting in and her body arched again as her breathing got heavy. Without saying a word it was like she was demanding another punch from Stick. The way her fist crashed against her muscles sent more pleasure than pain through and she wanted more, she wanted everything Stick could dish out.

[thesteedman]

The night was taking a different direction than what Stick could have anticipated. One moment she had been the victim of Kyoko, having been ambushed as she was and taken away for her own musing, before now finding herself entwined by Kyoko's alluring legs, whilst she began to 'entertain' her as it were. Though even that was taking all new directions. Stick herself had gone from fearing Kyoko to feeling something else. Her intent to please her captor of sorts was not turning into an experiment to see what else she could do.

Gone was the fear, replaced by something new. Stick could not help but take in Kyoko's form as she began to writhe and moan in pleasure, receiving the strike from Stick just as she had expected. Her bare legs remained secure around her waist, no longer crushing her, but holding her firmly, squeezing lightly to keep the two up close and personal. Stick had went from being anxious of being trapped between Kyoko's thighs to slowly finding herself starting to enjoy it, feeling the skin contact as both scantily clad women were up close and personal.

As Kyoko writhed, her form near grinded against Sticks, bringing her body closer to her own. It made Stick's own cheeks turn a slight flush of red, watching as Kyoko's bikini clad form writhed and bridged, purposely tensing up her midriff as her chest began to rise and fall with each deep breath. Stick ran her hand over her bare and writhing stomach, feeling every ridge and curve in her hard stomach, running her fingers over her navel in a slow and purposeful manner, before her hand clenched back into a fist.

With a loud thud, Stick struck again, this time more firmly and harder, her knuckles managing to bite into the hard muscle and test Kyoko's abs. Once more it was not an overtly powerful strike, but it held more literal punch than the last, with the impact causing more of an echo as Stick planted another strike soon after, this one even harder.

[Fairy Dragon]

Kyoko secured Stick to keep her from leaving and then allowed her to continue, sensing that Stick was starting to get into this the same way Kyoko was. The way the two of them were acting now Stick almost looked like she was in the drivers seat, Kyoko wasn't resisting anything she did and leaned back to allow her to do whatever she wanted. The redhead was taking her time to act, building anticipation between punches by running her hands over her stomach, making Kyoko shiver at the way she delicately traced her firm muscles. Her eyes followed Stick's expressions trying to guess when the next attack would come, and when it did she tried to lean into it to make the impact a little harder.

"Ooouuhhh!" Kyoko moaned. She flinched and leaned into the punch, which once again was a lighter punch, more focused on impact than power. The feeling was enough, making her cheeks redder before she followed it with a harder one. "Aooggh!" Kyoko moaned, getting louder and leaning in even more, bringing her face closer to Sticks. The redhead could see her eyes light up in excitement and surprise, her legs let Stick go as she laid in her chair blushing and breathing hard, waiting to see what Stick would do next.

[thesteedman]

Stick gasped quietly when she felt Kyoko’s body lock upon her finally ease to the point that her bare legs released her slender waist. Though she had no longer been squeezing her, her grip had still held significant pressure. Instead they draped upon her hips, her legs near entwined with her own as she could feel Kyoko’s bare feet against the skin of her own limbs. Despite the grip upon her being released, Stick remained deep between Kyoko’s powerful thighs, her body perched over her own as those hands of hers continued to rake and firmly caress around and over each well-defined inch of muscle that made Kyoko’s abs.

There were slight red marks upon her hard abs were Stick had struck, her knuckles having left an impression. Stick looked to add one or two more, managing to strike on various parts of Kyoko’s outstretched midriff. One in the centre of her belly, just above her navel, before she followed up with another to try and take her captor by surprise a little, clashing her fist deep into her lower stomach below her navel. By now, Kyoko was in ecstasy. She made no effort to conceal the pleasure she was experiencing as she moaned out loud in a near orgasmic fashion. Being deep between her thighs, Stick could feel the heat beginning to rise from Kyoko.

Stick leaned down, taking in Kyoko’s form as she let her hands dance over her midriff, exploring every inch of her centrefold and her sides. She began to kiss in a near feverish fashion, deep and sensually. She let her arms wrap around her waist, squeezing her firmly. Whilst Stick was no wrestler, she still was well trained, and had a little bit of strength even if she was no match for the likes of Kyoko. She squeezed her as tight as she could muster, looking to make her bridge against her lips as she began to kiss slowly and passionately against her bare stomach. The two were fast becoming lost in a moment of passion.

[Fairy Dragon]

Kyoko was still leaning back, letting Stick do her work. It turns out the manager did have a talent when she wasn't behind her muscle, one that Kyoko was appreciating more and more from the way Stick continued to caress and worship her amazing abs. The punches got better too, with Stick aiming them in just the right places with the right amount of power behind them. "Oooohh.. Ooogggaaah!" Kyoko exhaled, despite the punches it sounded more like pleasure, and Stick's fist found an inviting target in Kyoko's lower belly. She wanted more, and Stick delivered, doing exactly what Kyoko wanted next and planting her soft and precious lips on her belly to start to kiss them with passion.

"Ooohhhhhh.." Kyoko moaned, feeling those lips travel across her abs and take good care of each spot, the wet smooches made her shiver and lean in for more, face completely red and spreading down to the rest. When the kisses got rougher, Kyoko was close to breaking and eventually she reached for Stick's head, pulling her up and bringing her face close to hers, instead of her belly Kyoko planted a kiss on Stick's lips and pulled them close so that her abs could rub against Stick's.

[thesteedman]

Stick continued to work upon Kyoko, finding herself slowly getting lost in the moment. She no longer felt fear, but began to feel something else, an intoxication. After a hard strike against the outstretched core of Kyoko's midriff, Stick leaned in, almost hungrily kissing at her washboard and well defined stomach, teasing every curve and ridge with deep and sensual kisses, leaving a small glisten upon her flawless flesh wherever her lips left her skin. Her hands explored over her core, massaging and teasing her belly, tracing her lower ribs cage before raking her fingers firmly down her abs. The moans of pleasure were not lost on Stick, as she heard Kyoko's delight from her parting lips, whilst her body began to writhe.

It took Stick off guard when Kyoko grasped at her, pulling her upwards towards her well-built form. Stick gasped out, suddenly finding herself lying on top of Kyoko, the two of them clad in barely any clothing upon the large couch bed like furniture. Kyoko's bare legs entwined with her own, whilst her hips pressed against Stick's with the two suddenly being face to face. Her bare midriff docked against Stick's own, Kyoko's hard abs slowly testing Stick's with a firm grind and a sensual rub. Stick blushed when she saw the gaze of Kyoko upon her, noticing her own red cheeks and the pleasurable expression upon her alluring features. Stick was caught further off guard when her lips suddenly advance upon her own, locking a deep and sensual kiss upon Stick.

Stick near yelped, feeling her hips and her core begin to grind against her own, making her groan softly as she placed her hands on the couch either side of Kyoko. After a moment of surprised passed, Stick felt her own eyes softly close, before she began to share the kiss with Kyoko, matching her movements as her taut core began to grind up against Kyoko's in a moment of increasing passion.