Private Underground Fun. Julie vs Vanessa

[Jaystar]

There hadn't been many moments tonight when the Irish gingerhead wouldn't have been blushing, for various reasons, and this moment wasn't making an exception. Not only was Julie feeling utterly confused by where Vanessa seemed to be taking this, or what kind of idea she potentially held over her bearhug prowess, but the Sadistic Student did not miss the opportunity to flirtation either, making it abundantly clear how she felt of Julie's looks too. Sure, the Irish girl had to admit that Vanessa did hold a lot of sex appeal too... But considering the context, it wasn't really on top of her mind at all, with this night having already taken all kinds of twists and unexpected turns.

Julie wasn't a master of bearhugs either, and Vanessa's eagerness to find out what the Irish girl could do with one was rather awkward as well. Bearhugs were something someone like Isa could do, not the slender, lightweight Julie! It was true though that the Sadistic Student wasn't a big girl either... So, really, Julie had no reason not to try it out, no?

"Oh... OK... I'll do my best!" the gingerhead stated, before starting to wrap her arms around Vanessa's body, as she had seen other wrestlers do so many times before to their opponents. She could feel Vanessa gripping her rear though, and compared to Julie's own, more hesitant maneuvers, the Sadistic Student still felt like the more dominant of the two. Slowly though, Julie began trying to gradually apply more pressure into the bearhug, trying to see if she could squeeze or even lift the black-haired girl up a bit with her hold... But truthfully, the Irish girl was already so exhausted from everything that had happened tonight, that the hold probably didn't amount to much trouble for Vanessa at all.

[LawHell]

Vanessa let out a soft, amused chuckle as Julie’s arms wrapped around her, attempting to lock in a tight bear hug. She could feel the effort behind it—the Irishwoman trying to lift her, trying to impose her strength. But Vanessa knew better. The hold wasn’t tight enough, wasn’t overwhelming enough to make her submit, "Come on, love," Vanessa purred, a teasing smirk tugging at her lips. "Is that really the best you've got?"

With a sultry grin, she took advantage of the moment, reaching up and pulling Julie’s face into her chest, trapping her between her curves in a slow, deliberate smother. "There we go," she cooed, holding her close, pressing in just enough to steal her breath away. "Relax, baby, let me take charge."

Vanessa could feel Julie struggling, her grip loosening as her body tensed from the lack of air. The second she felt the Irishwoman's hold waver, she struck. With a smooth, controlled motion, she wrenched herself free, spinning the tables in an instant. Before Julie could react, Vanessa had her trapped—her arms wrapped tight around the smaller woman’s waist, lifting her off the mat in a crushing bear hug.

“Mmm, now this is how you squeeze a girl,” Vanessa purred, pressing their bodies together, her hold unrelenting. She could feel the satisfying pops and cracks of Julie’s spine beneath her grip, her dominance on full display. "Feels good, doesn't it? Don’t worry, love, I’ll take real good care of you."

With a wicked grin, she leaned in close, her lips brushing against Julie’s flushed skin. Then, just to make her point, Vanessa sank her teeth into her chest—playful but firm, enough to leave a mark.

“Now be a good girl and moan for me,” she whispered, her voice dripping with control and amusement.

She kept her hold steady, letting the moment stretch out, savoring the feeling of Julie squirming in her grasp. “See, I knew you had a little submissive side. Just needed the right hands to bring it out." Vanessa tightened her grip just a little more, letting the pressure tease and punish simultaneously. She was in control now, and she loved it as her lips would find Julie's nipple biting down on it tugging as she grinned.

[Jaystar]

Julie eventually braved to try out applying the bearhug, but it pretty soon became evident that her concerns over managing to apply an effective one hadn't been misplaced at all... Vanessa wasn't a big girl by any means, but especially in her current state, the Irish gingerhead wasn't in a condition to really deal any meaningful enough damage or pressure on the Sadistic Student. Quite quickly, the black-haired girl recognized it too, as it didn't take too long for her to start questioning and challenging Julie's performance, teasing her if this was the best that the Irish girl had got.

Truthfully, it probably was, but Julie still made a last effort to tighten the hold somehow even further... Just when Vanessa easily pulled her face in against her chest, trapping Julie into a smother! Due to her exertion, the gingerhead began quickly running out of air, making it even harder for her to apply any meaningful pressure at all... Causing the scene to look like Julie was starting to get dominated in her own bearhug hold!

And the reality wasn't far away from that. Apparently, the Sadistic Student had little patience to observe and learn from Julie's efforts after all, as quickly after recognizing the opportunity, she wrenched herself free and trapped Julie into a bearhug hold of her own! The hold was much tighter than what Julie could had mustered up, and it wasn't left unclear which one of the ladies was the student, and which one the mistress in reality. Julie's slender body got lifted up with ease, and immediately crushed against Vanessa's stronger one, and the Sadistic Student didn't fail to take the opportunity to voice out her superiority either, with Julie managing only some feeble moans of pain.

At least she was getting free access to air now, but the Irish girl's breathing still wasn't stellar with the forceful squeeze crushing and compressing her midsection. And as if that wasn't enough, as a mark of superiority and ownership, Vanessa's teeth sank into Julie's chest, providing some added torment for the troubled girl. The gingerhead let out a troubled sigh as she was gasping for air, while Vanessa made her desires clear of hearing the trapped girl moaning.

Julie wasn't particularly inclined to obey Vanessa's requests, and she merely blushed at her foe's words on bringing out her submissive side - mentally at least, as the gingerhead was probably already as red as she could get from all the crushing and squeezing she was receiving. She didn't bother trying to respond to the Sadistic Student with any words though, but finally as the black-haired girl still managed to tighten the grip even further, she got to hear some moans of desperation and pain out of the Irish girl. Soon they were complemented with some sighs mixed with pleasure and pain, as Vanessa's mouth once again found its way onto Julie's breast and nipple... But the Irish gingerhead was now thoroughly controlled and trapped, and could do nothing to fight back at all... While the continued hold was draining any existing endurance or strength the girl might have had left. It wasn't unlikely that she could also get knocked out once again rather soon...

[LawHell]

Vanessa continued to crush the Irishwoman’s body, her teeth teasingly tugging at Julie’s nipple with a perfect blend of playful torment and pure dominance. She could feel the soft tremors in Julie’s body as she moaned, but Vanessa wasn’t done yet. After a moment, she released her hold, allowing Julie just enough air to gasp—just enough to leave her desperate for more.

But it didn’t last long. Without warning, Vanessa yanked her back into the hold, pulling Julie deeper into her embrace, her strength overwhelming. She delighted in the way Julie’s body jerked as she heard the satisfying pops and cracks from her spine. The sound was like music to her ears, each noise a reminder of her control. “Mmm, you sound so pretty when you break,” Vanessa purred, her voice sultry and filled with wicked satisfaction. She tightened her grip again, watching Julie's face contort in both pleasure and pain, feeling her muscles strain to resist.

Vanessa couldn’t help but grin, her lips brushing over the warm skin of Julie's neck as she whispered in a teasing, almost playful tone, “You’re not going anywhere, darling. I’ve got you exactly where I want you.” The words dripped with dominance, and she could feel Julie’s pulse quicken against her, knowing the Irishwoman was helplessly caught in her web.

With a wicked grin, Vanessa lifted Julie effortlessly, a glint of mischief flashing in her eyes. In one smooth motion, she dropped to her knee, slamming Julie’s crotch down onto her knee, the impact brutal and precise. Vanessa couldn’t help but grin wider, savoring the sweet victory as she pulled Julie back and forth on her thigh, forcing her to grind with each movement.

"That's it, baby, let go," Vanessa purred, her voice low and teasing. "You’re mine now."

Lifting Julie once more, Vanessa felt the weight of her body in her hands as she effortlessly raised her, before dropping her down again with a sharp, forceful thrust. The impact was brutal, the force leaving Julie no room to resist, no chance to brace herself. Julie’s body slammed against Vanessa's knee, and the shock of it reverberated through her, leaving her breathless. Vanessa watched, almost hypnotized, as Julie gasped for air, her chest heaving with exertion.

Leaning in close, Vanessa pressed her lips to Julie’s neck, kissing her with slow, deliberate intent. The touch was soft at first, a teasing contrast to the raw strength she had just shown. But Vanessa didn’t stop there—her lips moved down the curve of Julie’s neck, her breath warm and tantalizing against her skin. Every inhale seemed to linger on Julie’s pulse, sending shivers of anticipation through her.

As Vanessa’s grip tightened once more, pulling Julie even closer into her control, she whispered in a hushed voice, "Mmm, my toy... all mine." The words were soft, but the weight of them, the possessiveness, dripped with authority. Her fingers dug into Julie’s waist, pushing and pulling, tightening the hold as she felt the last remnants of resistance slipping away.

Julie’s strength was fading—she was slipping, her body succumbing to the unrelenting pressure. Vanessa could feel the change in her—Julie’s breaths becoming shallow, her muscles quivering from exhaustion, the fight leaving her eyes. Vanessa smiled to herself, savoring the moment. With each passing second, her dominance over the Irishwoman grew clearer, stronger, and she reveled in the power she held.

“You’re nothing but mine now,” Vanessa purred, tightening her hold again, pushing Julie further into submission. The sound of Julie’s faint gasps and the pressure building in her chest only made Vanessa more hungry for control, her grip unyielding as she continued to claim her—body and soul.

[Jaystar]

Julie was quickly learning that accepting the bearhug contest had likely been less than a smart idea. She should have trusted her instincts, she should have trusted her guts... Whatever Vanessa was luring her into, was going to be a trap! She had almost managed to already leave earlier, hadn't she given in to the Sadistic Student's coaxing... And as, very unsurprisingly, Julie hadn't really managed to pull off a meaningful bearhug at all, now it had been easy for Vanessa to take over the control, and start dominating and punishing the spunky gingerhead both painfully, and sexually...

Julie was still way too exhausted from everything that had happened tonight, that she could have provided any meaningful resistance, especially with all the squeezing and smothering that her lithe body and airflow was taking. All she could do was to writhe in pain in the Sadistic Student's grip, and listen to the dominant girls words cooing softly into her ears... And there was nothing Julie could have done to refute them. Well, she didn't really agree with her tormentor over sounding pretty as she broke, but she certainly wasn't going anywhere, and was going to stay firmly in exactly where Vanessa wanted her.

Unfortunately, where Vanessa wanted her was soon turning out to be something even more painful than the bearhug. Lifting the Irish girl up, the Sadistic Student then suddenly dropped her down against her knee, with the poor Julie's crotch taking a torturous beating! Obviously, even with her lack of oxygen, the gingerhead couldn't help letting out a cry of pain... That to her misery only seemed to act as a reward for her tormentor, who decided to waste no time with lifting Julie up once more, only to repeat the mean feat she had just delivered once already! How on earth was she going to escape this nightmare...?!?

Suiting the themes of the night, the knee strikes to Julie's crotch were promptly followed by more sensual moves again, delivering a little pleasure as some kind of consolation or compensation for the more brutal actions. But Vanessa's hold was still relentless, and the Irish girl's condition began deteriorating rather rapidly... While the black-haired girl was savoring the moment and her new toy, the gingerhead was slowly but steadily drifting towards unconsciousness... And it was very true that she was nothing but Vanessa's now.

[LawHell]

When the playful torment reached its peak, and Julie’s body was finally overwhelmed by the choke, Vanessa felt a surge of power rush through her veins. Julie’s struggling breaths began to slow, her movements growing weaker, until at last, the resistance ceased entirely. Her body went limp in Vanessa’s arms, her muscles relaxing in defeat. The sight of Julie’s face, contorted in a mix of desperation and helplessness, sent a rush of satisfaction through Vanessa, her heart racing as she felt Julie’s life force slipping away under her control.

Vanessa’s grip remained steady as she felt Julie’s body go completely still. Her chest rose and fell slowly, but her breaths became shallow and weak, the last signs of life fading away. The Irishwoman’s skin grew pale as the choke took its toll, her neck straining against Vanessa’s hold as she was rendered entirely unconscious, Vanessa moaned softly, feeling the throbbing pulse of dominance course through her. The power of holding another person’s life in her hands—feeling their struggle turn to submission and then to stillness—was intoxicating. She could feel the heat of her body rising as the excitement of the moment swelled within her. The adrenaline mixed with something deeper—something primal—and it made her feel alive in ways she had never experienced before.

But Vanessa wasn’t done yet. She couldn’t resist the temptation to assert her dominance just a little longer. Vanessa sat on Julie’s back, her weight pressing down firmly, ensuring her control was absolute. With one foot, she gripped Julie’s hair, pulling her head back and up, forcing her to expose her neck. The sensation was delicious, and Vanessa couldn’t help but smile wider at the power she held.

With her other foot, she pressed her toes into Julie’s mouth, pushing just enough to force her lips open. The sight of Julie’s helplessness thrilled Vanessa even further, her heart racing as she felt the full extent of her control. She flexed her arm in a slow, deliberate motion, showing off her strength as she took a selfie, capturing the moment with a wicked grin. Once the photo was taken, Vanessa finally let go of Julie’s hair and removed her foot from her mouth. She leaned in close, whispering softly, "Mmm, still my toy... all mine." There was no doubt in Vanessa’s mind now; Julie was completely under her control.

When the playful torment was over, Vanessa lifted Julie effortlessly onto her shoulders, the adrenaline still humming in her veins. She carried Julie to the bedroom, her movements gentle now, as she carefully slipped a dressing gown over Julie’s body to help her rest. Vanessa sat beside her, rubbing soothing cream into Julie’s bruised skin, the motion slow and deliberate. Her fingers lingered on Julie’s body, tender yet purposeful, as she worked to reduce the pain and bruising. She watched over Julie as she slept, a quiet, satisfied smile playing on her lips.

When Julie finally stirred, Vanessa was there, offering her a warm, soft smile. "Take your time, darling," she whispered gently. After Julie took a shower and had time to recover, Vanessa’s care didn’t end there. While Julie was in the bathroom, Vanessa had already washed her clothes and packed a duffle bag. Inside, she placed a tight one-piece suit of her own, as both fighters were the same size, along with the MMA gloves, foot/leg guards from the fight—still carrying the scent of their battle—and a copy of the victory photo—a moment captured with Julie’s foot in Vanessa’s mouth while she was at Vanessa’s mercy.

Vanessa had written a note on the photo, which read:

“Babe, loved every moment. Please come back to play and obey. Love, Vanessa. xxxxx”

Everything was packed neatly, and lastly, she added every bit of money as promised, ready for when Julie woke fully. Vanessa wanted her to feel cared for, loved, and remembered. She was certain that their next encounter would be just as unforgettable as the one they had just shared but she would wait to see what Julie would say and do to her.

[Jaystar]

One thing was for sure - this had been a wild night.

As Julie had gradually drifted into unconsciousness by Vanessa's latest set of moves, it was hard to tell whether the Irish girl would be having some sweet dreams or nightmares. This night had provided plenty of material for both... On the other hand, this had been a rather intriguing, and somewhat pleasurable Hentai battle after all... But still one that was mired with torment and pain, and brutal punishment for Julie's body all the while her opponent had been simply toying with it! Vanessa might had called herself The Sadistic Student... But it was surely Julie who had been receiving the lesson tonight!

By the time Julie had passed out, Vanessa was still apparently keen to continue giving her lessons. Even if the Irish gingerhead was completely unaware of it, the Sadistic Student was going to make sure that she would get to see the evidence of her foot being stuffed in her mouth, and how effortlessly she had carried her limp body to the bedroom.

Granted, Vanessa had displayed some concern and care too, with the way Julie was going to find her belongings - and ample reward money - packed right next to her as she would finally wake up. And a nice note on the photo too, even if the photo itself was like from a nightmare. But one thing was for sure though - Julie was going to head out of the basement as quickly as she could, and run away with the victory, even if fully undeserved, as soon as she would wake up.


Winner: Julie O'Reilly via DQ

(officially at least)

[LawHell]

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