Private Underground Fun. Julie vs Vanessa

[LawHell]

Kerry’s smile widened into a wicked grin as she watched Vanessa twist and writhe in desperation, her protests growing louder as she was locked in a brutal hold. Panic was written across Vanessa’s face, her movements becoming frantic as the tension in her spine grew unbearable. Every slight adjustment to the hold seemed to magnify her agony, the sound of her back popping and cracking like a twisted symphony echoing through the room.

Vanessa’s face was buried deep against soft, smooth soles, her airways completely cut off. Her breath came in shallow, ragged gasps that seemed to vanish before they even reached her lungs. Desperately, she tried to turn her head for a gulp of air, but she remained trapped, her chest heaving with the effort to breathe as the relentless pressure in her spine flared hotter with each passing second.

Kerry approached slowly, her eyes gleaming with dark satisfaction, a sly smile spreading across her lips. She placed her hands lightly on Julie's shoulders, her touch both guiding and possessive. "Most people would’ve been begging for mercy by now," she said, her tone rich with condescension and amusement. "But Vanessa’s got that stubborn flexibility—it’s her downfall tonight." Her voice was a steady whisper, just loud enough for Julie to hear as she studied every twitch and tremor of Vanessa’s struggling body.

"You can feel it, can’t you? How she’s struggling to even get a hint of air," Kerry continued, her voice low and velvety, tinged with a hint of menace. "Press down harder. Push her spine to its limits, force her legs wide open. We’re not here for some weak tap-out; we’re here to break her spirit completely."

Kerry leaned in closer, her smile turning into something almost predatory as she murmured into Julie’s ear, her words dripping with wicked encouragement. "Make her scream, drain every ounce of fight out of her. I want to hear those desperate cries until her voice turns to nothing but a whimper. Hold her right there, just on the edge of consciousness, until she’s nothing but a limp, drooling mess in your hands. That’s when we’ll move on—when she’s utterly broken."

"Now, my Irish beauty," Kerry said with a commanding edge to her voice, "Make this bitch scream like she’s never screamed before. Show her what true pain feels like." Kerry stepped back, crossing her arms with a satisfied grin, her eyes locked on Vanessa’s contorted form. She watched with twisted delight as the struggle continued, savoring every moment as Vanessa’s strength and will seemed to drain away, the battle etched clearly on her face.

[Jaystar]

Julie was starting to get increasingly mixed feelings over everything that was taking place in the basement now. So far, the Irish girl had been quite curious over all the insructions and seeming coaching that Kerry had been giving her, eager to actually see what she could do to an opponent like Vanessa with the referee's - or former referee's - guidance. And she couldn't deny that the feeling of being dominant after all she'd already been through tonight was rather exhilarating...

But there was subtle guilt growing inside her as well, especially as she could feel Vanessa's struggles to breathe against the sloes of her feet, and all the predicament that she had placed her in. Or, more accurately, that Kerry had helped her to place her in. That Kerry had ordered her to place her in... And suddenly, a feeling was rapidly going inside Julie... A feeling that something about this was just wrong.

The more Julie listened to Kerry's words that she was whispering to her, the more the distrust towards the supposed referee was growing inside her. This no longer seemed to be any kind of a lesson or coaching session... This was simply turning out to be a devious plan to punish Vanessa - and using Julie as her stooge to do so! While the Irish gingerhead couldn't be sure of how seriously Kerry did in fact mean all of her words, they were still full of despise and grudge towards the Sadistic Student. And while Vanessa could have been totally deserving of all that, who was Julie to tell, she still began feeling increasingly uncomfortable with Kerry simply using her like this!

The Irish girl listened to the instructions carefully, and pondered over obeying, forcing Vanessa's legs open and punishing her just as she was getting told to... But something about Kerry's words were just too cruel for her to handle. "Break her spirit completely"? "Make her scream, drain every ounce of fight out of her"? Kerry may had wanted to hear Vanessa's "desperate cries", but for Julie, this was all becoming too much!

Kerry's conclusive plea broke the final straw. Julie wasn't ready to "make this bitch scream", or make her "utterly broken" in any way. That wasn't what Julie was about. That wasn't how she was when wrestling. To her, it was becoming clear that Vanessa was no longer the bad girl she had to be dealing with. It was in fact Kerry who was stepping over the line now, and Julie had to finally stand up to her own beliefs.

For a moment, it might had looked like Julie was about to once more act on Kerry's words... But suddenly, she released her hold on Vanessa completely, and stood up right in front of Kerry instead, mimicking her stance by crossing her arms and adopting a defiant look on her face. "No! That's it! You're taking this too far! I'm not your marionette!" the gingerhead declared, trying to resist the urge of pushing and shoving Kerry backwards away from her... While she was a bit angry at the supposed referee, she also figured that picking another fight probably wasn't in her best interests right now.

[LawHell]

As Vanessa was finally released from the hold, she collapsed onto the mats, gasping for air. Pain radiated through her body, but amidst the discomfort, she couldn’t help but feel a strange thrill at having been smothered by the Irish woman. A mischievous thought flickered in her mind: perhaps she could suggest some fun smothering sessions, just the two of them, outside the ring.

With a labored breath, she reached up toward Julie’s foot, hoping to catch her attention. “Love… it’s okay,” Vanessa managed to say, her voice slightly hoarse but earnest. She wanted Julie to know she didn’t mind the intensity of their encounter; in fact, she found it exhilarating.

Kerry stood nearby, arms crossed, watching the scene unfold with a gleeful smirk. “Oh, you’re definitely more like that b*tch on the mat!” she laughed, her voice echoing through the gym as she pointed toward Vanessa, who was struggling to push herself up from the ground. “I love it!”

Kerry’s tone shifted slightly, her eyes narrowing with playful malice. “But I’m telling you now, you might want to knock her out. She’ll definitely try something.”

Vanessa glanced up at Julie, her body still trembling from the hold, the adrenaline coursing through her veins. The idea of springing back to her feet and launching a counterattack crossed her mind, but she quickly dismissed it. Right now, it was better to stay on Julie’s good side.

[Jaystar]

Julie's annoyance and grit to stand up for herself against Kerry's demands were initially strengthened by the labored breaths she could hear behind her back, telling of Vanessa having clearly been just put through quite a predicament. Despite all the torment she had been forced to endure by the Sadistic Student earlier, the Irish girl's morals were still telling her that something about this wasn't quite right... And she shouldn't have just simply acted on whatever peril Kerry might had had in mind for her supposed friend! Eventually she heard Vanessa's comforting words from behind her back though, leading her expression to loosen a little... And some blushing returning once again.

In a way, Julie was happy to hear that Vanessa wasn't really mad of anything that had just happened... But she still found this whole situation very strange and uncomfortable. She just really couldn't figure out, what was really going on! What were these two really wanting from her? Where would this night lead to, if she simply played to all their wishes? Did this basement still hold the potential of things turning pretty dangerous?

Kerry's gleeful smirk and laughter weren't helping. And the playful malice in her voice only triggered more uncertainty mulling inside the Irish gingerhead... Honestly, the only thing she wanted now was to get out of here!

"I-... I'm not..." Julie tried to begin her words, clearly unable to swiftly find the words that she wanted to say. "I think I've... We've done enough now, okay?" she finally continued, with deep blushing developing on her face for the need to stand up her ground. This certainly wasn't in her comfort zone... "I think there's been enough knockouts already tonight, okay? I'd like to just... I'd like to just leave now." Her words getting a bit more uncertain and quieter towards the end. "If you... If you still want to have a match later... Or something... Just contact me, okay?" she then concluded, trying to soften her message to increase the likelihood of her actually being allowed to leave.

Firstly, Julie was still very uncertain over whether she'd be let out of the private basement at all... And secondly, she felt like there was a chance that one or both of them could try to sneakily attack her at some random time later. She just got that kind of vibes out of the devious duo...

[LawHell]

Vanessa pushed herself to her feet, still shaky but managing a sly grin as she leaned against Julie for support. Her body ached, but the thrill of the session still lingered in her mind. Kerry, however, rolled her eyes at the sight, scoffing dramatically as she turned to leave.

“Why don’t you two just make out while you’re at it?” Kerry hissed, her tone dripping with mockery as she stalked out of the room, muttering to herself. Her departure left a charged silence in the air, with just Vanessa and Julie standing alone together.

Vanessa glanced at Julie with a soft smile, her voice warm and sincere. “Hey, don’t listen to her. You did great,” she said, her words carrying genuine encouragement. “Honestly… I enjoyed myself. Being someone else’s plaything for a bit? It was kind of fun.” She gave a small laugh, then continued, “I’ll get in touch when the match is ready to set up, okay?”

She stepped forward, wrapping Julie in a quick but heartfelt hug before pulling back to look her in the eye. “You’re free to go take a shower. I’ll grab your payment as promised,” Vanessa said, her tone shifting to something playfully conspiratorial. “But… look, I’ve got an idea. I’d love to book more time with you—just the two of us. No Kerry, no distractions. Just some fun.”

Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she leaned in slightly, lowering her voice. “Sure I can’t convince you to knock me out with those cute feet of yours? And maybe another time with that gorgeous ass before you head out? please! promise I'll be good mostly and maybe a bear hug?” Vanessa grinned, the cheeky suggestion hanging in the air as she waited for Julie’s reaction as the request was also genuine though a bang of a door slamming with Kerry leaving the house could be heard. "Come on it just use two now... let us have fun"

[Jaystar]

Julie was getting increasingly confused over what the hell was happening. Just moments ago, Kerry had become her strongest ally, trying to even coax her into punishing Vanessa as hard as she could, and partly even managing to lure Julie into executing the idea... While Vanessa had seemed almost like her worst enemy. But still, right after she had managed to finally properly state her intentions to leave, the Sadistic Student puzzlingly showed utmost friendliness towards her again, leaning onto the Irish girl's body for support... Which in turn got Kerry suddenly infuriated by the scene. The supposed referee promptly stormed out, leaving the astonished Julie gasping after her. "Oh, wait-..."

It was all too little too late though, and Julie was left alone with Vanessa now. This was an all new situation, and the gingerhead had difficulties to comprehend, how should she react to this turn of events. Was Kerry leaving the basement a bad thing? Had she lost her only ally? Or was she better off alone with Vanessa, who wasn't even physically bigger than herself? Had she now lost the danger of the two of them teaming up against her?

Julie's confusion must had been visible, and prompted Vanessa into some seemingly warm and sincere words. At first, Julie was relieved over what she was hearing. She tended to believe that Vanessa had actually enjoyed of what had just happened, even if it still was a bit twisted inside Julie's head... And she was also signalling that she was happy to have a match with her some other time. There was seemingly nothing that would have prevented Julie from leaving now!

Soon the Sadistic Student's voice turned into a more mischievous one though, and Julie's frustration started rising again. Apparently things still weren't quite as clear as they seemed! Vanessa's ideas also sounded quite twisted... Which admittedly managed to get the Irish girl's curiosity just that much up, that she simply had to ask her some questions... Especially after she heard the door banging, signaling Kerry's departure. "Oh... What? You want me to knock you out...?" the gingerhead began in a bit confused tone, before she took a more evaluating look at Vanessa's relatively small body, her tone turning into a more doubtful one. "Oh, you sure you can do a bearhug?" she then queried, almost in a challenging tone.

[LawHell]

“Julie, love,” Vanessa purred, her voice dripping with teasing charm as she leaned in closer, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “You know I enjoy the rush—and yeah, sometimes, even being the sub. It’s exciting, don’t you think?” She let the words hang for a moment before grinning. “So, here’s an idea: why don’t you just let loose? Have some fun trying out all your holds on me. Every. Single. One.”

Her grin widened as she nudged the Irishwoman playfully, testing the waters. “Come on, admit it—you enjoyed it earlier. The feeling of my face pressed against your soft, naked soles. Don’t even try to deny it, Juls,” Vanessa said with a wink. “And let’s be real, I’ve got this sneaky suspicion that you wanted to go all the way with that move earlier, huh? Well, guess what? Kerry’s not here to spoil our fun this time.”

Vanessa took a deliberate step closer, her tone turning more persuasive as she gently pushed Julie’s shoulder, her playfulness now laced with anticipation. “How about it, then? You’ve got your chance now, love. No complaints from me—I actually want to feel that famous bear hug of yours. Show me what you’ve got, Julie. Use me as your personal training dummy,” she said, spreading her arms in a mock-challenging pose, her teasing smile daring Julie to make a move.

Both women stood there in their sleek MMA gloves and shin guards, their bodies bare otherwise, glistening under the lights from their earlier grappling session. Vanessa’s playful edge deepened as she leaned in, her voice dropping to a soft murmur, a mix of flirtation and humor. “And hey… if you’re feeling cheeky, you can have a little naughty fun with me too.”

To punctuate her challenge, Vanessa reached out, delivering a light, playful rub to Julie’s side, her fingers brushing just enough to provoke a reaction. “Come on, Juls,” she said with a cheeky grin, her voice a mix of laughter and teasing. “What are you waiting for?”

[LawHell]

“Julie, love,” Vanessa purred, her voice dripping with teasing charm as she leaned in closer, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “You know I enjoy the rush—and yeah, sometimes, even being the sub. It’s exciting, don’t you think?” She let the words hang for a moment before grinning. “So, here’s an idea: why don’t you just let loose? Have some fun trying out all your holds on me. Every. Single. One.”

Her grin widened as she nudged the Irishwoman playfully, testing the waters. “Come on, admit it—you enjoyed it earlier. The feeling of my face pressed against your soft, naked soles. Don’t even try to deny it, Juls,” Vanessa said with a wink. “And let’s be real, I’ve got this sneaky suspicion that you wanted to go all the way with that move earlier, huh? Well, guess what? Kerry’s not here to spoil our fun this time.”

Vanessa took a deliberate step closer, her tone turning more persuasive as she gently pushed Julie’s shoulder, her playfulness now laced with anticipation. “How about it, then? You’ve got your chance now, love. No complaints from me—I actually want to feel that famous bear hug of yours. Show me what you’ve got, Julie. Use me as your personal training dummy,” she said, spreading her arms in a mock-challenging pose, her teasing smile daring Julie to make a move.

Both women stood there in their sleek MMA gloves and shin guards, their bodies bare otherwise, glistening under the lights from their earlier grappling session. Vanessa’s playful edge deepened as she leaned in, her voice dropping to a soft murmur, a mix of flirtation and humor. “And hey… if you’re feeling cheeky, you can have a little naughty fun with me too.”

To punctuate her challenge, Vanessa reached out, delivering a light, playful rub to Julie’s side, her fingers brushing just enough to provoke a reaction. “Come on, Juls,” she said with a cheeky grin, her voice a mix of laughter and teasing. “What are you waiting for?”

[Jaystar]

Julie was utterly confused already, but despite that, everything Vanessa was saying was making her only even more dumbfounded and astonished over what she was hearing. Apparently she had some kind of a very elaborate idea of who Julie was, and what kind of stuff she wanted to be doing with her, despite the two of them having just met for the first time. It was a very strange and awkward feeling for the Irish gingerhead, but still an aspect that she couldn't have just simply dismissed. Also, while some parts of Vanessa's assessment were awkwardly spot on, some parts sounded very alien to Julie, making it feel like the image of the gingerhead that the Sadistic Student was having was somehow twisted and delusional too, with Julie not really knowing how to react to her preconceptions.

Vanessa's words of sometimes enjoying being the sub, and asking Julie if she agreed, immediately brought a blush onto the gingerhead's face. Truthfully, Julie knew the feeling of enjoying of being the sub very well, she just didn't have a clue that Vanessa might had been onto it - and that truthfully, the word "sometimes" was rather unnecessary. While she wouldn't have gone that far as to call herself a sub, she did tend to enjoy of getting dominated... And much more so than potentially being the one dominating herself - frankly, that pretty much never actually happened. And against that, it was even more awkward when Vanessa began suggesting that she had enjoyed tormenting the Sadistic Student... That part was more of the black-haired girl's twisted imagination, or wishful thinking, more than anything.

Vanessa's persuasion was turning increasingly intense, as she began uttering suggestions on using herself as Julie's "personal training dummy", and even wanting to feel the "famous" bearhugs of hers - what on earth was that?!? Julie had probably neve even pulled off a bearhug before, much less in a proper match... Where was Vanessa coming up with this stuff?!? Or was she just playing mind games with her? Sure, Julie could have used some training, that wasn't a bad idea... But it was this context that was really throwing her off. Especially when the Sadistic Student suggested having some "naughty fun" with her too...

Utterly dumbfounded, Julie realized that she needed to respond something to Vanessa. The confusion was evident in her tone though. "Umm, sorry Vanessa, but... I think you're having some... Umm... Strange ideas about me. I'm not quite like you think..." she began, once again blushing from the need to utter those words. "I... Do appreciate the offer though." she continued, before feeling the need to offer some level of compromise. "But I guess that I... Could try the bearhug, maybe? I don't know why you think they'd be famous though... But it could be cool to try out... If you show me yours then too!" Her last addition being one that she came up on a whim, not really considering whether it would be a good idea to subject herself to letting the Sadistic Student to try a bearhug on her too...

[LawHell]

Vanessa grinned mischievously, her eyes dancing as she listened to the woman in front of her. Though she was enjoying the playful wrestling, a spark of anticipation burned in her chest. She was feeling a little submissive but also wanted to coax Julie into embracing her dominant side, sensing the hesitation in the woman. Vanessa had a plan—and she was ready to put it into motion.

"Okay, let's start with the bear hug, babe," Vanessa purred, her voice dripping with flirtation. "And just so you know, you in MMA gloves and foot guards? Hot. As. Hell." She wiggled her hips playfully, leaning in close enough that their bodies almost touched. "Now, wrap those strong, sexy arms around me, crack my spine, knock me out—and enjoy burying your face in my chest while you're at it." She punctuated her words with a few playful jabs and kicks, light but teasing, keeping the energy fun while effortlessly pulling Julie into the game Vanessa was clearly ready to play.

"Also, what moves would you like to learn?" Vanessa asked, her voice teasing but with a hint of challenge. "There's a price though—any move I teach you, you have to do on me, even if it knocks me out, okay? But we'll start with the bearhug first. The rest of the fun comes after." As she spoke, Vanessa couldn't resist. She placed her hands on Julie's rear, gripping it playfully, her fingers pressing into the soft curve of it as she leaned in closer, trying to get a reaction. Her smirk deepened as she waited, her playful energy radiating off her. She wanted Julie to step into her dominant side—if she could help push her there, all the better.