Smothering Stars: Veyle Ombroso vs Niko Tomiji

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Veyle recognized the hold Niko was putting her in, and she started to panic. She had been processing what her opponent had said, but that went straight out the window when the Italian found herself getting locked in another Dragon Sleeper. Veyle didn't understand. Why would Niko start reusing holds that she had used before? But then the beaten woman realized that the hold wasn't applying pressure, it was just forcing her face into the pinkette's armpit.

"Uhhhh," Veyle moaned when she realized what Niko was doing. But as ordered, she started to lick. he hold wasn't tight, so the Italian had a bit of maneuverability with her head. She went from the lowest, deepest part of Niko's pit near her boob up past the underside of her shoulder. But even still, the pinkette's bust was so huge that Veyle could keep her head from rubbing up against its side as she moved her head up and down.

The taste was salty, as expected, but as Veyle's tongue worked Niko's soft and supple skin, she also noticed that her body seem to taste sweet. The sweetness became more and more prominent as the ruby-eyed woman cleared out more and more of the sweat. Veyle knew that it was in Niko's nickname, but it didn't make sense to her that Niko would somehow actually taste sweet when she was licked. What was with this woman?

Not knowing if Niko was satisfied, and not wanting to risk upsetting her by stopping before she was, Veyle kept her tongue going. When she felt like the armpit was cleared of sweat, she shifted down towards Niko's boob, sticking her tongue into the crevice where Niko's boob met the rest of her torso. Hoping in desperation that her tormentor would be pleased.

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Giggles were escaping from Niko mouth as she wrapped up Veyle's head in her arm, pressing her arm pit against the bully's face and no doubt causing a good bit of extra humiliation on top of everything else she had done. Especially as she gave extra little squeezes here and there to further motivate Veyle and warn her of what would happen if she didn't follow through.

Luckily though Veyle was smart enough to listen to Niko as she began to indeed lick Niko's arm pit, far more fervently than Niko had expected, but it was more than welcome. After a minute or two Niko would release the girl from her grasp and stand up. But not before grabbing hold of Veyle's arms and holding them up.

All so Niko could turn slightly and slightly extend her but out in Veyle's direction, tugging on her arms a bit as she did so in order to lightly press the monochromatic girl's face against her rear end. "You should know the drill by this point. Kiss it! No worship my ass!" Niko commanded haughtily while wiggling her but a little in Veyle's face, waiting for her to do as commanded.

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Veyle's tongue sped up whenever Niko applied extra pressure with her Dragon Sleeper, but thankfully she never actually ramped it up to a serious level. When the pinkette let up from the hold, the Italian really wanted to spit or wipe the pit sweat off of her tongue, but she was scared enough that Niko might take offense that she just let the sweet and salty taste remain in her mouth as the busty dom decided what to do next.

Veyle wasn't surprised that Niko was going with her butt next, holding the sadist's arms up to keep her body controlled as she gave Veyle her orders. Kissing wouldn't be enough, Niko wanted worship, and so that's what Veyle did. She planted some kisses on the pinkette's cheeks before leaning her head to rub and nuzzle her butt.

"It's so big, and soft, and strong, and. . . perfect," Veyle praised before giving Niko's butt another kiss. She couldn't even deny that it really was rounded to perfection. She would never admit that out loud without the current threat of torture that she faced, but it was strangely easy to just state the truth that was being literally shoved into her face. Damn, she really broke me, Veyle thought with resignation on her face once she realized her compliments were genuine.

[Bare]

Niko signed in utterly content as she continued to hold onto Veyle's hands, commanding her to worship her ass and Veyle did just that. Kissing and lightly nuzzling her rear end sending shivers of pleasure down her spine.

Hell her opponent even added in some rather high praise as well, and it didn't sound forced or false in anyway, but rather completely and totally genuine. It was such a huge tone shift that she honestly wasn't sure if it was real but for now she absolutely didn't mind and she was actually so pleased that she decided to end this segment of torment early. Although was it really torment if Veyle seemed to be enjoying it?

No matter, Niko would drop the girl's arms and turn around with her hands on her hips, looking down at Veyle with a smug expression on her face. "I think we both know what comes next right?" Niko asked before looking down at her chest and then to Veyle. "Get to worshiping them now unless you want me to remind you why you were so scared of em before." Niko said with a wink towards Veyle that promised to make good on her threat.

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As far as Veyle was concerned, worship by definition included a verbal component. So when Niko had order her to worship her ass, the Italian believed that she knew she had to say those things. Especially since the pinkette had originally said 'kiss' before correcting herself to 'worship.' If she ever came to know that Niko had only meant for Veyle to physically worship, then it would only add to her shame and humiliation.

For now, though, Veyle was completely ignorant to this. So as she obediently moved onto Niko's breasts, she came to them with words of praise, "They're perfect weapons for you to wield. And you wield them with perfection." The forced worshipper gently squeezed her new lord's breasts at their sides for balance before bringing her lips forward and beginning to kiss them.

"My flat chest isn't even a meaningful fraction of the size of your breasts," Veyle said. She had no issues with her own body in that regard, but she assumed that Niko would want to hear her victim self-denigrate in such a fashion. After that, she would return to kissing Niko's breasts before sticking her tongue into the window of the pinkette's top and beginning to lick clean the sweat from her cleavage.

[Bare]

Nothing could top the feeling of utter dominance Niko was feeling right now, except for maybe just straight up ascending to god hood. Even then she was getting a taste of god like treatment right now with how she was making Veyle worship and lust for her. Hell now she was even degrading herself!

Smirking at this Niko just leaned back, jutting her chest out even more for Veyle's worship as she began licking her tits clean of the sweat that had built up. "You're finally starting to talk some sense my pet." Niko said leaning even more into the dominance of the situation at the moment as she began petting Veyle's hair in a way that was almost affectionate. If not for the patronizing smile on her face.

"You've done well to worship me. So well that I may just be inclined to end this. Is that what you want? If it is... you'll have to beg for it." Niko said as her gentle petting suddenly turned into a tight, but not entirely painful grip on Veyle's hair to pull her face from Niko's breasts to look at her. "Beg. Beg for this to be over." Niko said with a sickly sweet smile on her face, as if a constant reminder to her opponent what would await her if she refused.

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Every moment of this match was the new lowest point of Veyle's life as this just kept getting worse and worse. Niko was petting her hair and speaking to her like a dig, yet she just had to take it. Niko also forced Veyle to worship her breasts much longer than her but, as the pinkette even shifted her chest around to make sure that the Italian could cover every last bit of her most prized assets.

"Ah!" Veyle yelped in surprise as the strokes on her hair suddenly turned into a tight grip. It was about to be over. This hell was finally about to end. And all Veyle had to do: was beg for it. She had to consciously resist the urge to piss herself as she was made to look up at Niko, but she still did as told, "Yes, please! Let this end, let this be over! Mercy! MERRRCYYYY!" Veyle's tears flowed freely as she sobbed and wailed as if she were pleading for her very life.

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Niko was smiling proudly at the works she did in utterly breaking her opponent's body and will. Leaving the former bully openly worshiping her body and now outright groveling before her to end the match once and for all.

It was almost kind of hilarious to her how far the former sadist had fallen in the wake of Niko's show of force and skill on the woman. Although admittedly at this point Niko was more or less at a loss for how to further torture her opponent, so as a result it was time for her to end this once and for all.

"Hehehe alright if you insist. " Niko said with a giggle, walking behind her to kick the girl down to the mat. If able she would then step on the back of Veyle's knees. Bending down Niko would wrap her foe's legs around her own before bending down, grabbing her opponent's arms before lifting up, building momentum to throw herself on her back, lifting Veyle into a Romero special!

Of course this was just the prelude to Niko's actual finisher. Switching her grips to hold onto Veyle's shoulders Niko would bend the girl further back, aiming to push Veyle's face directly into her breasts, bending the girl in half while smothering her as well for her unique finisher, the dream knot! To complete the hold Niko would shift her hands one final time from Veyle's shoulders to her feet, pulling them inward to further increase the pain of the submission!

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"Uuf!" Veyle grunted as she was kicked to the floor. It was almost over, but she knew that Niko was coming with her finisher to put a cherry on top of this match. And she also knew that whatever move that this woman would deem worthy of being her finishing move would be nothing short of hell to experience.

"Puh-please don't. Mercy. Mercyyyy. . ." Veyle blubbered as she felt Niko's feet on knees. Fruitlessly pleading with the pinkette to end the match now before she locked in her hold. The Italian didn't know what Niko's finisher was, but she recognized this as the setup for a Romero Special. But there was also no way that could be it. This had to lead to something different from a Romero, or something more.

And Veyle was right. It was something more. It was so much more. "OH GOD HELP ME PLEASE!" Veyle screamed, muffled and barely coherent from between Niko's breasts. This version of Veyle did not believe in God, despite hailing from the global heart of Catholicism. In fact she spat on Him. And yet with the Dream Knot, Niko had made the sadist beg to Him for salvation.

Veyle's knees felt like they would be pulled from their sockets, her thighs like they were being pulled apart, and her hips felt the same as her knees. The pitiful Lightweight thought her chest was about to separate from her torso as her back was breaking in half. And of course, no signature hold of Niko Tomiji would be complete without some sort of smother, and so Veyle's skull was locked and buried deep down int he dark recesses of her cleavage. This hold was nothing less than full-body annihilation.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Veyle shrieked in a worse agony than she thought imaginable. At this point she would rather have fought and lost to herself than to Niko. She cried such buckets into Niko's breasts that her tears puddled in the cleavage and began to choke Veyle has she was held face down into them, only slight streams trickling out to the pinkette's neck and shoulders before running off onto the mat.

Veyle began to cough, sputter, and spasm as her body was mercilessly destroyed and throat was choking on her own tears. She brought her hands together before Niko, praying to her to be let go. Niko didn't just have the power to break or humiliate Veyle anymore.

She held Veyle's very life in her hands.

Niko could kill her if she wished.

[Bare]

Despite the poor start born from Veyle's cheating that had spawned a deep resentment in Niko she had come back strong, beating Veyle down with hold after hold, demonstrating the fruits of her training in the process, and utterly breaking Veyle as a result.

Really she could have won at any time, but she wanted to put a cap on this dominating performance and show the world officially what she was truly capable of. Hence going out of her way to insure that she ended this bout with her finisher as a testament of her dominance and skill!

Something that she had accomplished in exemplary fashion. Yet... despite doing so and having Veyle literally begging for mercy, even outright praying before being locked in.. it didn't feel as good as Niko thought it would.

Not even a few seconds into the hold and Niko felt tears staining her breasts, and as she looked up she saw the clapped together hands of her opponent in front of her... basically preying to her. Biting her lip a bit Niko just couldn't place this feeling but she didn't like it, it felt like that day with Tiki when she almost drowned her, a day she deeply regretted committing too... did she want something like that on her conscience again?

No. No she didn't. Releasing a deep sigh Niko would give a light shove while undoing her legs Niko would drop the submission and get Veyle down on her side next to her, barely a minute and a half into the hold before looking up at the ref. "I accept her submission. Go ahead and end the match." Niko said as she got back up to let the ref raised her hand after he checked on Veyle. While Niko looked down at the crumbled woman, not quite sure what to think,.