Misa Otomura vs. Aaliyah Blackwell - No-DQ I Quit Match

[CaptainL]

Everything was happening so quickly for Misa, she could barely keep track of it all. All she knew was that her circumstances were quickly getting worse and worse. As if it hadn't been humiliating enough already to blunder along ineptly to try to keep up with Aaliyah - who, in spite of her similar beginnings, might as well have been wrestling circles around Misa blindfolded - now, she was being made a scene of in front of everyone. As she felt the cool air on her exposed skin, Misa hugged her arms closer to herself to try and cover her body. Regrettably, she had to concede it wasn't even the first time this had happened. But at least, then, it was all in private. Now, Misa knew everyone was watching her. People who knew her from her idol days. The same people who had mocked her over her history of public intoxication. People who had followed her career through the turns it took in LAW, and people who hadn't even known her name before today - but they sure as hell would know it now. The whole arena could see her in her lowest moment now, and so could everyone watching at home. When she took the job with LAW, Misa had been eager to finally get her name back in the public eye...but now, she was seeing the dark side of their attention.

Of course, Aaliyah always had a way to make it worse - and just now, she demanded that Misa make out with her own unconscious partner! Her eyes went wide, and her face flushed an even deeper red as she jerked back up into a seated position from shock alone. "W-WHAT!? You...you can't be serious-! Please, I already said I quit-!" But one blank look from Viper was already enough to tell Misa to stay quiet if she knew what was good for her, and she quickly went mum. As Viper hauled Yukino closer, there were already a few cheers at the display Misa was about to put on - and it only made the sweat beading at the back of the announcer's neck feel that much colder.

Even looking into Yukino's bruised and swollen face, seeing her jaw hanging slack and her eyes dim and lifeless, was enough to stir a sting in Misa's stomach. It was a reminder of what her client had been through in this match - and worse, what would surely await her if she didn't follow suit. Her heart was pounding and her stomach churned...but Misa knew all too well that she had no other option.

"Y-Yukino, I'm sorry..." she muttered - just before she leaned in closer, locking her lips around Yukino's own. At once, the fans broke out into even louder cheers, as the cameras zoomed in on the moment. Misa felt a tear roll down the side of her cheek; her cheeks flushed a brilliant red. But no matter how embarrassing this all was...she knew it was her only ticket out of here. And maybe, just maybe, if she left Aaliyah sufficiently amused, she might let her go early. Was it likely? Misa had no idea. Probably not. But she had to hold onto whatever hope she had out there - and that was what was going through her mind as she brought her hands lower, cupping them over Yukino's breasts and giving them a squeeze as her tongue wrestled tighter around Yukino's own.

[Pegasus]

Yukino had barely even registered that Misa started kissing her and it was like a little light was swinging in her mind, but it was just a cold concrete room with spider webs hanging in the corners that indicated how out to lunch Yukino was. She was out cold without being out cold! Misa kissed her client none the less even as the crowd cheered their heads off and even recorded the moment for their own personal privacy time later. Misa did not enjoy any of this, though, and even if this somehow gave her freedom and leniency from Aaliyah’s torture, it was no less humiliating doing this in front of thousands watching and not to mention from home. Aaliyah felt a little shiver creep up her spine and she felt a little turned on seeing this, but it will take more than lip action to seal this deal.

“Not bad, but we got more work to do. Viper, strip Yukino and then you can run along. I have these two all to myself,” Aaliyah requested with a little seductive purr in her voice.

[CaptainL]

Misa could feel the goosebumps rise on the back of her neck just thinking about the position she was in. Aaliyah had utterly humbled her, both mentally and physically - she had asserted full dominance and control over the former idol, not only manipulating her into a match she could only embarrass herself in, but steamrolling over her the whole way through. And now, she had brought things to a head in forcing Misa to make out with her own unconscious partner - while the world cheered her on! There were a few boos that came down at Aaliyah's cruel treatment of her fellow announcer, but they might as well have never even reached Misa's ears. The fact there were cheers was far more than enough. All she knew was that she was at her lowest point to date...and that was saying something.

Eventually, Viper stormed behind Yukino, grabbing the girl by her white hair and yanking her away from Misa. Misa fell back, gasping for breath. Was her torment over, she thought? But then, Aaliyah's words sank in - and with it, a bitter cold ran down her whole body. No, it wasn't over - it was only beginning! Whatever she'd done hadn't been enough for Aaliyah, and she would only demand even more!

"W-What!?" Misa gasped. Her breaths quickened into frantic pants as she shook her head in a desperate plea for mercy. "P-Please, I don't know what else you even want from me! I just want you to let me go-!"

But a moment later, Viper clasped a hand around Yukino's chin, her fingertips digging into the girl's cheeks. She settled a withering glare on Misa, and it made her go silent right where she sat. What would come next? Would she apply a mandible claw? Would she snap Yukino's neck!? At this point, Misa would have expected anything! Whatever it was, it left her frozen in place, drenched in a cold sweat. All she could do was pant, her shoulders rising and falling with each breath. The defiance was gone from her voice - there was only desperation. "...don't hurt her...please..."

"...that's not really what we're doing," Viper grumbled. With that, she latched onto Yukino's top, and with the loud sound of ripping fabric filling the air, she tore it in two! Her skirt soon followed, leaving Yukino in her pale blue underwear, and drawing even more cheers from the most depraved and sadistic fans in the arena. Then, Viper slung the unconscious girl into Misa, knocking her to the floor - she let out a yelp as her client came crashing into her, only to find her face buried in the idol's cleavage as they landed in a heap.

Viper then crossed her arms, turning to Aaliyah with a huff. "That good enough? Or did you want the underwear to go too?"

[Pegasus]

RIP! RIP! RIP! does the clothes of Yukino go flying off her and the cheers were just delectable to taste. Aaliyah got a good vision on Yukino’s body and while her tits weren’t too big, that slender figure and the cheeks she brought to the table were good enough. Aaliyah is the furtherest thing from a straight lesbian, but she knew the inner workings of LAW had to involve some kind of sexual deviance. She’s married and would never think of bedding anyone, but her beloved husband, but these fans cheering were expecting some kind of kickoff into the inevitable field goal. Aaliyah was about to get real steamy and put a nice bow on her revenge. Viper turned to her asking if she needed anything else and Aaliyah put on her most evil smirk known to mankind and looked over at the two beautiful idols stacked on top.

“Bring me a strapon. I think it’s time I finally give the folks what they want to see. I would ask if you wanted to join, but I think you rather get paid. I’ll deposit your pay into your bank account after the show. You’re excused,” Aaliyah explained as she turned her gaze to her client.

Once Viper delivered the purple toy into her hands and took her leave, Aaliyah would start strapping the toy to her hips with an undeniable amount of glee. She hasn’t ever used a strapon, but it’s just a plastic cock so how hard could it really be? Aaliyah giggled at the joke she made in her head before approaching the idols.

“First rule of showbiz that hopefully you girls learned is never leave the audience going home hungry. They are degenerate perverts, but I must abide by these rules set by the higher ups. And by higher ups, I mean my own amusement. So, let’s chuck these off,” Aaliyah stated as she took off Yukino’s panties and reached under to tug down Misa’s panties.

Aaliyah rolled saliva up in her mouth for a few moments spitting down on her toy and rubbing it in while fingering both vaginas of her adversaries. This felt weird, but Aaliyah had to shrug off her own hesitation to deal with Misa once and for all. Aaliyah then started leaning in to lick Yukino’s hip lips and moaned at the taste before sticking her strapon in Misa slowly. She grabbed the former idol’s hips and started pounding her a little roughly.

[CaptainL]

Misa's whole body was tense - in the face of sheer terror, she had all but locked up like a deer in the headlights. Aaliyah had nothing on her mind short of crushing, humiliating, and ruining her, and she had every intention to do all that and more. But even if Misa knew what was in store for her, it wasn't going to make what followed any easier on her. When Yukino was dropped down on top of her, Misa let out a yelp and her body buckled; her cheeks flushed red as she felt the softness of Yukino's chest pressed against her face. She was already more than certain that everyone was eating this moment up, whether she liked it or not. But things could only get worse from here.

Panting for breath, Misa weakly pushed at Yukino's shoulders to try and lift the girl off of her...right when she head Aaliyah call to Viper to get her a strap-on. The deathmatch veteran raised an eyebrow to her curiously. That had definitely taken an unexpected turn...but, in the grand scheme of things, Viper knew it was far from the weirdest thing to happen in the ring. She'd been all around and she had seen it all. If that was what Aaliyah wanted...then whatever. She was paying her, anyway. With a shrug, she noncommittally muttered a "Mhm," before setting to work.

Misa, though, heard those words, and an icy chill ran over her, raising goosebumps along the back of her neck. No. No, no, no. This wasn't happening. What she'd been through already had been humiliating enough - surely Aaliyah had her limits; surely she was going to stop somewhere. Why couldn't she just let her go? Her eyes wide and her face frozen in a fearful grimace, Misa shook her head in a desperate plea for mercy. But, as Viper retrieved a strap-on from under the ring and passed it to Aaliyah before turning and nonchalantly strolling out of the ring, her heart was just beating faster and faster in her chest. She was staring absolute despair right in the face, and there was nothing she could do about it.

To make matters even worse, it was right then that Yukino would finally start blinking back to her senses. Her eyelids fluttered as she began to stir. "Nnnngh...what's...going on-?" the Winter Idol muttered. She didn't even seem to know where she was, or what she was in store for. And this was the absolute worst time for her to find out. Her heart racing from the moment she heard Yukino's voice, Misa tried to push her back down. "N-No, just...just, uh, just stay there-!" she blurted out in a panic. It was bad enough that this was happening to her...but now, would she be forced to face the fact she couldn't save her own client either?

Every step Aaliyah took made Misa's heart jump in her chest. Going rigid, she clung tighter to Yukino. The white-haired girl didn't truly realize what was about to happen until she felt Aaliyah tug down her panties, and she felt the cool air tickle against her groin. With a gasp, her hips bucked up, and she was thrust back into reality at the worst possible time. "W-What are you doing-!? Hey-!" she screamed - only to be silenced as she felt Aaliyah's fingers creep up between her legs. She sucked in a hiss, her whole body tensing - and she inadvertently ground up closer to Misa, rubbing her own manager's body with her own!

Misa squeezed her eyes tightly shut. She didn't want to see this happen. She wanted to be anywhere but here. But the roar of the crowd could only remind her that yes, she was here - and worse, everyone could see her in her moment of shame. Her thighs began to tremble, squeezing tighter together as she felt Aaliyah's fingers explore deeper within her folds. When Yukino felt Aaliyah follow with her tongue, she gasped, her face going red as a moan slipped out from her lungs - a moan she would only blush harder as the thought of; her own body was forcing her to embarrass herself in front of everyone! But nothing would quite compare to what came a moment later, when Aaliyah began to press further inside of Misa - right before she began to thrust!

"AAAH-!! GAAH!!" Every push and thrust Aaliyah made wracked Misa with pleasure from head to toe! Her hips bucked up and down in the air, hopping and twisting from side to side as her body writhed and roiled. Her mouth hung open agape, and she was screaming louder and louder! Misa knew how embarrassing this was. She knew she couldn't stand it. Yet, at the same time, the pleasure bubbling up inside of her left her feeling hot and tingly, and little by little, the real world began to slip away beneath the swirling vortex of sensation that engulfed her!

[Pegasus]

Aaliyah could’ve stopped at just making both of these idiots kiss and be done with it. However, the crowd egged her on and for once, she was truly powerful. Aaliyah wanted to push the boundaries that LAW always exceeded upon and truth be told, Aaliyah got off on being this powerful. Maybe it wouldn’t have been her first thing to do, but seeing Yukino and Misa squirm under her. Someone who hadn’t been a wrestler a couple years ago. A manager without a team to represent. A manager that was unemployed. It gave her the high that she was looking for and she would milk the shit out of it.

Aaliyah pumped harder into Misa as the sweet moans of the drunk idol were music to the ears of Aaliyah. Misa had lost the battle of trying to resist and now, she was going to become a slut in front of the crowd. As for Yukino, Aaliyah reached up to yank the winter idol’s head back as her hot breath tickled Yukino’s ears.

“The only sounds I want out of your mouth is moans and whimpers. I couldn’t care less how embarrassed you are. You belong to me in this moment, whore. Now, moan like one!” Aaliyah demanded as she let go of Yukino’s hair using the same fingers to instead pump into her pussy while also licking it.

[CaptainL]

There were a few people who were booing Aaliyah for her cruel treatment of both Misa and Yukino. By all regards, the match was over long ago - if it could ever really be said to have started in the first place - and still, Aaliyah wanted to make their humiliation worse and worse. But just as many were worked up by the erotic spectacle on display that it didn't even matter. Several of them cheered, or blew wolf-whistles, or shouted words of encouragement to the two idols to go even harder. And as far as Misa was concerned, she could only hear the cheers. All these people had come out to see her, front and center on stage in the first time in years, and they were all seeing her at her lowest - and they were cheering. When Misa dreamed of some day getting her big break again, this wasn't what she had in mind at all. Was this all she'd ever be wanted for?

"I...m-mmmf..." Yukino's voice was weak and choked with tears, her energy sapped by fatigue and fear alike. Her eyes were half-lidded, and tears were welling up at their corners. Still, she heard the commanding tone in Aaliyah's voice as she barked her commands, and she fell silent. Aaliyah didn't want her to get a word in edgewise, and Yukino already knew she had no choice but to obey. If she spoke out of line, she could only imagine that Aaliyah would bring fury down upon her - and that was not something she wanted to invite.

"M-MMFF!! Mmmfff!!" Now, as Aaliyah began to pump even faster into the Winter Idol, her hips began to twist from side to side, faster and faster, bucking up and down into the air. She couldn't help it - every thrust sent a surge of sensation through her body, and she was a mere puppet of her impulses. She only moaned louder - and as she realized what was happening, a deeper blush lit up across her face. Was she really enjoying this? Now her own body was betraying her in front of the world; she was only humiliating herself further. Her eyes looked down into Misa's, as though pleading for assistance - but, as Misa twitched and spasmed, letting out a wail of pleasure from the thrust of Aaliyah's strap-on, it hit her with a wave of bone-chilling dread that Misa was in much the same predicament!

[Pegasus]

Aaliyah usually never had any intentions of getting down and dirty with women. She always considered herself straight and was always going with home with guys from bars especially if she had cash to spend on rows of shots. However, humiliating two women for the pleasure of the crowd seemed all too enticing to pass up and she even admitted it gave her some tingling sensations down in her own private parts. The more she pushed in and out sent more motivation through her body. Was this what it was like to be in control? Her husband and her had sex and she always enjoyed serving him, but she never stopped to think of her being in control and she wasn’t interested in pegging by the long shot.

Aaliyah pumped into Misa occasionally licking Yukino’s cilt nibbling on her g-spot. She just had to make them squirt and make them feel so worthless. It was her ego driving her forward. The thrill driving her to show Misa and Yukino that they had been bested by a newbie wrestler. Aaliyah pushed Yukino off of her manager as the winter idol’s bare back felt the cold concrete and Aaliyah mounted her pushing her boobs into Yukino’s. She licked under Yukino’s chin and kisses along it purring seductively pinning down the winter idol’s arms as she whispered in her ear.

“I’ll let you speak this once. Beg me to fuck you. Beg me to own you. Beg me to make you cum. That’s all I want to hear and as soon as you cum, you’re free. Do I make myself clear?” Aaliyah explained.

[CaptainL]

For Misa, this was humiliating enough. Every time Aaliyah pumped her hips and drove the strap-on deeper inside of her, she bucked and twisted back and forth, squealing in ecstasy - no matter how much she wanted to run away from all the prying eyes that were now seeing her at her lowest, and eating up every minute of it. She'd had her share of ups and downs, but after her idol career had been ruined by her reputation as a drunken fool, she never wanted to go back to being the subject of everyone's scorn and ridicule. And yet, right now...she would take that in a heartbeat over this.

But for now, Aaliyah had decided to set her sights on Yukino instead. She pushed the white-haired idol off of Misa, causing her to land on the floor with a thud. As she felt the cool air against her bare skin, she winced, hugging her arms closer to herself. But only seconds later, Aaliyah would jump on top of her, her curvaceous frame massaging against Yukino's own as she ground up against her all up and down the length of her body.

Yukino heard the depravities Aaliyah wanted of her, and it could only make her shrink further and further into herself. She shut her eyes and turned her head to the side, her teeth clenched in a grimace and her cheeks burning with a vivid blush. Even hearing Aaliyah ask such a thing of her felt like an assault on her dignity; she'd never felt so exposed and so vulnerable. "P-Please...no..."

But Misa, lying just nearby, could hear everything. And even when she was drenched in a cold sweat, and even when she knew all too well what Aaliyah had in store for her client...she was sure that the alternative would be even worse. She sucked down a gulp, but she knew she couldn't abandon Yukino to her whims. "Y-Yukino..." she muttered, hugging an arm close to her side. "Please...I know it's hard, but...you have to do it..."

"W-What..!?"

"She's...going to take what she wants, no matter what-!" the announcer interjected. "If you don't, she'll just hurt you! Save yourself!"

"But...but I..." Yukino blushed even harder, a shudder running through her body. She didn't want to give Aaliyah the satisfaction of having shattered her willpower...but she knew Misa was right. Whether she liked it or not, it was Aaliyah who was in control. Her face pale and her skin clammy, she turned back to face the woman atop her.

"T-Then...please..! Do whatever you want with me...use me...own me-! It doesn't matter! Make me cum! Just...just let me go-!" Yukino cried out, her voice choked with tears. Even saying such things sent a shiver down her spine. But, she knew, it was the lesser of the two evils...

[Pegasus]

Aaliyah was having the time of her life pounding the winter idol that dared to interfere in her plans. Misa, at this point, had pretty much resigned herself to being fucked and Aaliyah could be satisfied that she learned her place. Aaliyah just wanted to teach Yukino a lesson as well and with these last few thrusts, she screamed in pleasure driving herself and the winter idol to a climax. It was like a creampie only Yukino would be the only one firing out. Aaliyah laid over Yukino sweating and huffing before regaining her composure pulling out of her victim. She unstrapped the strapon and let it fall to the floor as the referee was finally able to check on Misa and Yukino.

“Fun catching up with you, Misa, but this farce of a match had concluded and I got my sweet revenge and pretty cute asses to bang. But that’s all the lesbian action I’m willing to handle so that will be all from me. If you want a rematch, just call and maybe I’ll give you the time of day. Later, drunk and winter whore!” Aaliyah insulted as she haughtily laughed and jumped over the barricade with a chorus of boos to lead her up the ramp.