Gabriel Vinlee vs. House of Heels!

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel couldn't help but go down a pleasurable path. Her fingers tingled, her own breath felt hot and her hips trembled. She almost drew her knees together to control herself. Expertly her pulse was incredible, otherwise, her hands would be trembling with ecstasy as they roamed and stole Kana's dignity, shame, and loyalty.

The girl's stamina only made this more delicious for a sadist who had all the time in the world, more so if this exercise helped her regain her lost strength by pounding her. And Laura, Oh my God, Laura... to see that monsterheel looking attentively at the waste of those fingers...

It was the first time Gabriel had ever dedicated a Royal trial to a person other than the one she shared a ring with, and she wouldn't deny it—seeing the queen regent of this palace taking it out on her own clothes, squeezing the fabric between her fingers, anxious, and breathing fast and heavy was very exciting. The queen twirled her fingers inside Kana as if she were walking them over the body of the woman across the stage, giving her a display of what she would do to her. And as if Laura was waiting, wrapped in the haze of longing and the suffocation of anxiety, to know for the love of LAW if this Brit will be able to steal her pet, Kana gasps out a pathetic answer to the last question asked by the queen who dominates her: "G-Gabriel."

The tear Kana shed will be taken as one of betrayal.

The deep breath that came through Laura's lips petrified the party! It was enough to make the spectators roar in ecstasy! Even that answer shook something inside Gabriel! The guest queen herself almost groaned at it, for she could almost feel the suffocating heat that ignited in Laura that response as if it were in herself.

The queen would quickly disguise it, puffing herself up deeply and then pressing her cheekbone into Kasama's hair and then blowing her breath into Kana's ear. It would be a very careless and quick exhalation, just to cause a reaction; then one of her hands would come up, hugging Kana's neck and waving her face in front of the surprised Laura. That hand would be authoritative enough to force her to lift her chin against Laura and look up at her.

Gabriel would be behind Kana's head as her puppeteer. Her beautiful green eyes glowed brightly like the eyes of a wild beast savouring its prey, straining as she rubbed it across the face of the other lioness, Impugnable. Braided around the body of her poor, helpless victim as if there was nothing to separate them now that she was devoured in front of so many witnesses. A little more and Gabriel would have shed a couple of tears of pleasure. Thank goodness this encounter wasn't so serious.

"You were excellent." Gabriel mused to Kana. "Don't feel bad. You gave your old mistress a good taste~." She spoke with the touch of a seductive she-devil. "But now I have to reach the next stepping stone of the pyramid to meet the next girl." Her words were elongated without subtlety. Her other hand gloated in huge circles inside Kana's pussy before slipping out of the garment, caressing her bruised and hypersensitive abdomen with her own woman fluids.

Her fingers glistened. Gabriel lifted her hand, curious, appreciating the woman-juice that soaked each of her playful, merciless fingers. It was a trophy that made her want a little more of this pet of her queen enemy.

"And you have to fall to be that stepping stone, baby!" Gabriel bites down on one of those nails, tasting a bit of Kana, and liking it.

The cheering, and roaring from the crowd would cool the ring as a gale, and the Guest Queen would take off from her first opponent with a shove, backing about three steps away, only to turn around and keep moving forward to the centre of the ring with a hop. Kana's taste was so sweet that she would stop to stick both fingers all the way in like a lollipop, sucking on them.

When those fingers come out of her mouth, the smile on her face says it all. Then she'd turn to Kana and run at her and soccer kick her right in the crotch! To get her out of the ring at once!

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As if she hadn't proved her point already, Gabriel turned her back to the judge's table, and walked back to her corner to sit in it, cross her legs, and hang her arms on the ropes, making that space her throne as she awaits Laura's final decision.

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Note that Gabriel would be sitting on the middle turnbuckle, not on the ropes.

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Kana was frozen in the ring. Her body twitched as Gabriel treated her like a puppet. The way Gabriel dominated her was something Kana hadn't felt in a long time. Her world was blurred as Gabriel spoke to her. She wasn't able to fully understand her in her love drunken state. All she heard was that she had to go down.

Kana blinked and she was out of the ring. Her body crumpled outside of the ring as she landed roughly. She laid there, twitching in the spot that Gabriel had kicked her soul through her crotch. Her breath trembled and hitched, her thighs quivered and trembled from the invasive storm she was drowning in. The heel audience was drowned out in Kana's mind, her ears ringing and all that she could focus on was was the thought of Gabriel. The crowd's noise felt miles away and dull. She heard her own heartbeat, she felt it pulsing between her legs as she felt the painful throbbing that never ended. She felt shame and something else.

Her eyes were glassy, reddened from tears that began to stream down the corners of her cheeks. Her vision was blurred. She blinked once... Twice... and stayed there, crumpled and limp on the cold floor outside of the ring.

Laura shuttered and let out a shivering breath as Gabriel turned away from her, sitting on the ropes cross legged, giving her a great view of her behind.

Laura would sit there for a moment, slightly stunned herself, intoxicated off of Gabriel''s beautiful brutality before snapping out of it. She would lean forward into the mic before starting to speak.

"That was impressive Gabriel. Although just a mere warm up. I have someone a bit tougher now... This will be her debut as a heel for the house of heels... Say hello... to Lisa Takanashi..." Laura would say as Lisa strutted out. She sported a pair of skin tight red tights that ran low on her hips, a matching red top that hugged her muscled yet large breasts tightly along with yellow and black wrestling boots with match yellow wrist bands. The yellow matched her wild blonde hair that made her look like a warrior.

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She came out with much more confidence than Kana. Some would even call her arrogant or cocky. She made her way down the ramp, stopping at Kana and picking her up to her knees. She would study the silver haired jobber with a smirk on her face and give the heels a few photo ops, pressing their faces together, giving Kana teasing kisses on the cheeks before surprising everyone and lifting Kana up to hit her with a brutal atomic drop over her knee, just to show that she belonged in the house of heels with out a doubt. She winked at 2 heels would smiled at each other and quickly grabbed Kana and took off to somewhere more private, likely to have some private fun with Kana as that was the type of place the house of heels was.

Lisa climbed into the ring, looking confidently at Gabriel. "What you did in here was hot! Part of me hopes you can have the same effect on me! Or maybe You'd like to be the princess in this match!" She said teasingly, biting her lip as she looked Gabriel up and down. The bell would ring and Lisa walked forward. "Tell you what... I'll give you a free shot! I promise I won't crumple like the jobber you just played with!" She teased, standing there with her arms out, leaving her body completely open to whatever move Gabriel wanted to do, likely biting off more than she could chew.

Laura meanwhile sat there, her thighs pressed tightly together with lust and anticipation. Her mind begging Gabreil to let the newer member of her stable really have it.

[Hagen-Autem]

Gabriel began to take this dictatorial attitude of the ma'am Heel as something fun, and less of a nuisance.

The host wanted to watch her guest rampage through her entourage, and the guest wanted to warm up with every barbell thrown at her before the meeting with the queen of this palace. They both won. But the power play where a mother wants to set the pace for a daughter was becoming less instinctive for Gabriel and more rational.

That playful passion made her shake her hips and close her legs tighter as she settled into the ropes. Her chest heaving, the heat broke through her coldness, spreading through her every muscle in an underlying thrill, swelling with every heartbeat, and one she can't hold back. Just enjoy it...

The idea of Laura continuing, challenging her, touching herself for what Gabriel does in her ring, enjoying her savagery as if this show was for the woman sitting on the throne, and not for and by the wrestlers who step into the ring, was becoming an exciting idea to the Brit, and less of an offence.

And now she recalled every second of Laura brazenly groping herself, for her visual delight, to cajole her, while the whole world was blind to the lust that the goddess here wanted to pass on to the guest goddess. The regent, who enjoyed this violence and unbridled eroticism as her new buffoon.

What a horror. The foreign goddess had to make her way to heaven again. And that challenge pumped her like adrenaline.

Laura's words didn't become important to the blonde until she began the part where she would launch her next representative from the palace.

A satisfied smile adorned her angelic face. As the crowd cheered for the new incoming wrestler. However, Gabriel didn't flinch. She looked up at the ceiling, waiting to have her in the ring.

She turned her ears away from all that was going on outside. She didn't even notice what they were doing to poor Kana to the delight of the entire house and guests; but from the sound of the crowd, she could assume they took one more hit to that poor body before letting staff pick her up and take her to the backstage.

That's always the case when it's someone big, someone who wants to be noticed. And that, it fit well with one of Gabriel's favourite types of opponents.

The context alone, where this Lisa would be just another arrogant, maked bounce Gabriel off the ropes, plotting what she would do to bring her down from her delusions.

Lisa Takanashi came up as a menace, flattered the guest queen, and then issued a challenge. Gabriel didn't move from the ropes for the entire duration of this lady's speech, even ignoring the pause for the ring bell to come up. But the suggestion of being a princess to this round turned her smile upside down. For an instant the guest's peace smirk became false. That suggestion felt like a cruel joke, considering all the odyssey the Royal Viper has to go through to have her match with the other queen.

Anyway, her opponent had a nice toned body and an unruly hairstyle. She already had an idea of how to treat her. However, was unsure about being the first to strike.

Vinlee had that piercing gaze of hers fixed on this opponent's eyes, wanting to find the trick in that offer to strike first. It could be a trick to surprise her and put her in a bad position. But that sounded even better, because so far, she hadn't been in trouble. However, she also didn't want to be cooling her heels on the ropes forever, and Lisa's body was...tempting.

So, then! If Laura is behind, watching Gabriel's back, perhaps and appreciating the lower back of the guest, and her girl waiting for a taste of the woman who warmed up with Kana, why should Gabriel be so wary if this was what wrestling was all about?

"Hm..." Gabriel grinned. "okay!" With a bounce she detached herself from the ropes and advanced towards Lisa. Stopped three steps in front of her, folded her arms and scanned her from head to toe, thinking whether or not she should test her, pondering how to hit her. Prolonging the inevitable at will, because she liked being obnoxious like that.

"Oh! but you've got something on your nose..." she said, touching her own nose with both hands and crossing her eyes squinting, as if to point at the tip of her face. She couldn't hit her opponent without being sure everything was as neat as she liked!

And as soon as she was distracted, Gabriel would grab her by the neck of her crop top, pushing her back before squeezing the fabric inside her punch and pulling her down at the same time as she fired a knee kick straight to the crotch!

It wasn't a soft blow. She would have taken a breath of air to pump a whole surge of energy into that thigh, adding every muscle in her magistral body to increase the force of the impact. And even if the blow was so effective, she wanted to mark her style here, leaving this girl on her tiptoes just barely. Suspended by that knee.

She held Takanashi's face with her hand on her chin. Gabriel would not let her straighten, kept her at the level of her royal hips, and bending to her ear, she whisper that:

"Don't call me princess again," Letting her breath enter that ear of hers and send the message straight to her brain.

"Or I'll do to you what I'll do to your boss when I find her." The fervour in those words is palpable. Every muscle in Gabriel's body screams it, and wish Laura could hear it, it would make her dangerous happy if mama Heel knew...

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Lisa was as confident as ever. Her head had been filled with false pride and confidence ever since she had been recruited by the house of heels, and rightfully so, at least with the jobbers that she had been matched up against with the perks of being a member of the house of heels. Now... She had real competition, but her vision was jaded with her cockiness.

There was no cry.

Just a gasp

A soft, high pitched sound ripped from Lisa's throat as the knee drove mercilessly between her legs. The pain felt white hot, scorching the arrogance she had arrived with.

Her boots skimmed the mat on her very tip toes as her body jolted and responded to the immense pain. If Gabriel were to remove her knee from between her thighs, she would have crumpled to the mat with her head down, however she was held up, Gabriel's knee still slotted between her thighs. Her chin fell into Gabriel's palms of her hands.

The world was slightly blurred due to the tears that already began to mist over her eyes.

Lisa would like to think that she would roar in defiance, that she would strike back in retaliation with no mercy, but that strike between her legs seemed to already tame the beast that she thought she was. Something in her had been folded.

Her arms still stayed out from her previous position, keeping her body open began to waver before dropping simultaneously to her sides.

Her eyes were wide and misty as Gabriel held her draped over her knee, holding her face delicately yet dominantly. She was unable to straighten herself out escape. She had to endure what Gabriel had to say as she leaned in and whispered to her like a serpent.

Lisa had made the mistake of calling Gabriel a princess. That seemed to strike the wrong chord as that was the first breathy whisper was that entered her mind through her ear, slithering through her ear and wrapping around her brain like each word was a predatory snake.

Gabriel's next words sounded less like a threat and more like a promise as she told her that she would be doing this to Laura as well. Lisa stayed there, eyes wide, a slight line of drool streaming down the corner of her mouth. She looked as though she was in shock. Her chest raised and fell unevenly. "Lucky... Start..." Lisa grunted, keeping her arrogant attitude at large, even when she was in such a vulnerable position.

Laura meanwhile watched with a satisfied look on her face, although it was starving. She watched as Gabriel whispered something into Lisa's ears that obviously got a reaction out of the blonde. She smirked as Lisa gave her witty comeback. Her mouth watered as she already knew Gabriel would be sure to punish Lisa for her arrogance. She just wished she could hear what Gabriel had whispered to the crazy haired blonde. Laura's mind span in circles as she felt butterflies in her stomach.

She was bold enough to lean towards the microphone and say "I should have given the ring hot mics.... So I could hear every intoxicating whispered word you feed my girls... So I could hear their moans better, and I could hear your soft, beautiful grunts of extersion as you put them through hell... Maybe... Just maybe there will be mics in the ring for your next victim... But we are far from that now. Lisa... You've already started out poorly.... I just hope you can be a worthy jobber to stay in the house of heels at least..." Laura said lazily.

Lisa's eyes widened at those words. This was her first house of heels match, and she already was being taunted by the head of the faction. This was a nightmare and there was nowhere to escape. She was vulnerable and open to whatever move Gabriel wanted to do next.

[Hagen-Autem]

The new girl ended up regretting her challenge to Gabriel very quickly. Maybe she's not as masochistic as Kana.

The poor crazy haired blonde didn't have the space to process the knee, her groin was hovering over that guest's knee and Gabriel wasn't even considering lowering her knee a little more so her crotch wouldn't take all her weight. But Gabriel is always more violent when it comes to other blondes, she saw no reason to go easy on one who offered to give her the first blow. Not when her goal is to give her a taste of everything she has in store for her now that she will use her as an example for Laura.

"Lucky... Start." That phrase made her smile.

"Honey," she said. "I'm not lucky." She corrected her. "And this is just the preamble." She whispered, lowering her knee just enough for Lisa's feet to rest fully on the canvas.

Then came Laura's intervention. The guest was already spinning her mental roulette wheel to choose the next move, but Laura let her know that she suspects what she thinks, and wants. Maybe not about the moves, but about what the Guest Queen would like to find here. And that was strange... because Gabriel felt understood and cared for.

Out of trepidation, the Royal Viper glanced sidelong in the direction of the Queen of the palace. It was the first time she had ever shown her attention. Listening intently to her every word, absorbing the emotions Laura projected as if they paralleled her own. Making the desire to fight that bombshell milf more inordinate

First it was the microphone, which she wished for and then threw at her, then those comments that let her know that Mama Heel is watching her with one eye in the sky, and a gypsy on the side predicting her thoughts.

Maybe she and Laura are more alike than Gabriel wants to admit... No way!

It made her bitter.

"Look at me." She squeezed The Super Woman's cheeks. "This fight is ours, not hers." Her knee slid gingerly out of that crotch. She would grant her that respite. "So..." Her tone was no longer so demanding. "Let's show it to your queen up close." She crooned.

Grabbing her by the leggings, Gabriel squeezed the nylon so tightly that her opponent's butt was marked on the garment, and spun twice before launching Lisa like a battering ram towards the ropes on the side of the ring facing the Laura table.

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Pain pulsed through Lisa's body. Her form was stiff as she hung over Gabriel's knee, kept up in the air by a knee that just didn't strike her most sensitive area, but planted itself within her crotch like a flag claiming territory. Every nerve in her body was focused on the pain that coursed through her veins.

She listened to Gabriel's words, telling her that this wasn't luck, calling her honey despite the violent nature of her actions, telling her that this was only the preamble of what was to come. With those words came slight relief. Not full on release from the pain, but for the moment, Gabriel's knee lowered itself ever so slightly just to allow Lisa's boots to press flatly against the canvas. With the physical sense of relief, it was made less important as there was psychological stress that came from Gabriel's words and tone of voice. She had basically given her a promise that this would last quite a while, and promised that there was more pain guaranteed. This wasn't seen as a match. This was a message to the head of the house of heels.

With all of these thoughts swirling through Lisa's usually confident psyche, Laura decided to chime in, adding to the cracks and breaks in her usual arrogant, somewhat brutish mindset.

Lisa couldn't see Laura with her eyes, but she could picture her saying what she was saying. She imagined her face and the sick, cruel smirk she was wearing. The soft sadism in her eyes, the lust of pain and suffering for her stable members. Lisa had just recently joined the house of heels and she was now just realizing that she was a pawn in the grand scheme of things. A letter. A LOVE letter or a war cry passed between two apex predators.

Lisa had expected her first match in the house of heels, with the recent matches that Laura had set her up in being complete and utter squashes, she had noticed Laura there, cheering her on. Was this all fake? Was it some kind of tactic to lower the blonde's guard for this exact moment? Lisa's mind was unraveling by the second.

Lisa's internal dialogue was paused as she felt Gabriel's soft hand against her face, squeezing her cheeks. It was mocking, patronizing and humiliating. The tone of her words caused Gabriel's face to go pink. Something inside of her told her to obey.

"Look at me..." Lisa did. Her eyes defiant yet scared, the second emotion was felt for the first time in a very long time. She heard Gabriel reminding her that this was their fight. Not Laura's. The knee slid slowly out from between her legs. There was slight relief there. There was a tone shift in Gabriel's voice.

"Let's show this to your queen up close." The tone was like a croon, soft and sounding sentimental although it was likely not.

Lisa's eyes were wide as she felt her leggings getting grabbed by the waist line. They were already skin tight but Gabriel made them even tighter as she squeezed the nylon so that Lisa's cute, round yet muscular butt was much more emphasized within her garment.

Lisa was spun twice before being launched like a battering ram towards the ropes that were nearest Laura's table.

Laura saw the way Gabriel looked at her from the side. There was something in that glance. She was listening intently. Laura knew that they were torn from the same cloth, or at least a very similar one. It was fascinating.

The moment Gabriel broke eye contact to focus on Lisa once again. The way she turned that need into cruelty and turned back to Lisa to prove something, that she wasn't being softened by Laura's words, but hardened, wanting nothing more than to show her just how brutal and cruel she could be.

Laura watched intently as Gabriel squeezed Lisa's cheeks and said something that was inaudible, again wishing for the hot mic'd ring. There may be an intermission needed to add that stipulation.

She watched hungrily as Gabriel stretched the fabric of Lisa's tight pants. The look of Lisa's ass made Laura's heart beat just a bit faster before she was sent sprinting towards the ropes right in front of her, not crashing into them, but flying through them, directly in front of her table .

Laura stared down at Lisa who landed quite roughly on the unforgiving floor. A calm look that was very unnerving. A lick of the lips as she waited for Gabriel to join her on the outside of the ring. Some heels even stood up and started to grab Lisa to throw her back in the ring but Laura quickly raised a hand to stop that. "No. Let Gabriel get her. I want to see some action... Up close and personal..." Laura said as she sat there, both Lisa and Gabriel in her view. She was wondering what would come next. All the possibilities. It once again added to the electrified feeling between her legs. She hoped Gabriel would give her something brutal. Something unique. Something that she would remember for the rest of her life, and think about every night in bed.

Laura even had the audacity to move the microphone off the table, clearing it and inviting the possibility that Gabriel would preform whatever move she had planned next in the closest proximity. Right on that table in front of her.

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Gabriel hadn't dawned with much patience to give tonight. Once she threw her opponent out, and saw the heels stepping in to do her the favour of returning her to the ring, a very sinister thought crossed her mind: she could use them to her advantage. However, Laura intervened again, forbidding them to intervene and leaving poor Lisa at the mercy of the guest's interests.

In that instant, Gabriel knew - a very sinister part of her knew, rather - that Laura was very clear about what the Royal Viper wanted to do to her manager when she threw her out of the ring. So, she gave her a faint half-smile as she looked up at the ceiling, whimsically.

The Brit grabbed the ropes and, with a leap, she spun her entire body over them, gracefully transferring herself onto the apron, earning a tidal wave of cheers. Then she sat down on the edge, and, winking at nothingness, looked disdainfully at the girl beneath herself, then dropped down towards gal. Landing her boot on Lisa's abdomen, just as she puffed up with air.

"Oops!... Sorry, love"

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artwork from [CRUSH]Hinata vs Marie.G Part1 by のりしろ(Norishiro) in pixiv

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Lisa laid there outside of the ring, attempting to collect herself. It was almost a blessing to get a short break, or so she thought. She was too focused on herself and her recovery to notice the flashy way Gabriel left the ring, flipping elegantly, getting a cheer from the audience, and sitting on the side of the ring like royalty before gently pushing herself off, landing one hard boot right onto Lisa's solar plexus. Lisa had just breathed in so this pushed everything she had just taken in and anything else with it.

Her mouth sprung open as spittle flew and splashed. She coughed raggedly and wheezed with her eyes wide open as she was forced under Gabriel's full weight momentarily. She would roll to her side, clutching her belly as Gabriel stepped off of her, eyes shut tightly now as she gasped and wheezed for breath.

She was completely vulnerable to whatever Gabriel had planned next.

Meanwhile, Laura sat in her chair, watching Gabriel as if she were a prized position. Everything the blonde viper did left Laura in Awe. The way she impressed not only the crowd, but Laura as well with her exit of the ring, along with the teasing remark, acting as if stepping on Lisa was an "accident." There was something so beautiful about her voice, the way she called Lisa her "Love." It made Laura's mouth water, and another area of her body became more humid and wet as well.

Laura bit her lip, watching intently, her heart beating steadily yet a bit faster than normal from the excitement she felt. Her eyes locked onto Gabriel's beautiful green eyes. She felt as though there was some sort of soul connection.

Laura tried her best to keep her composure, but it was becoming more and more difficult with each and every moment that passed by. Her mouth salivated like she was looking at the most delicious meal. She couldn't help but compliment Gabriel again, all while insulting Lisa.

"Yes Gabriel... Use her as a doormat. That might be where she ends up in the house of heels if this is how she performs against real talent..." Laura teased. She would go further into detail. "Lisa... I feel as though you lied on your resume... Or maybe your just having an off day... I have seen you squash jobbers relentlessly... Yes the tables have fully turned... You... Are now the jobber..." She said, letting her words sink in. She saw the way Lisa's face grimaced at the weight of her words. Something that Laura's sadistic personality loved. She would go deeper. "Maybe... Just maybe... This is why I brought you in all along?... To be my entertainment... To be other heel's jobber, all for my pleasure..."

Lisa let out an audible grunt, one of frustration, one of betrayal, but there was still nothing she could do.

"Go on Gabriel... My beautiful Viper... One of the cruelest... beautifulest... heels I have laid my eyes upon... Do your worst... Show her her place..." Laura said. Her voice dripping with sensuality and lust. "Right here... Right in front of me... Not because I say so... But because You want to..." She looks at Gabriel as the last words drip from her lips, oozing with sultry want. She waited with halted breath to see what Gabriel would do next.

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Gabriel rolled her eyes, playing hard to get with the euphoria overflowing Laura's mouth. She waited, patiently, with one hand on her hips, as the speech became contemptuous of the woman in front of her feet.

Laura knows very well where to prod to elicit the emotions she wants from her listeners. First, stoking Gabriel's whimsical sadism, and now, grinding the ego of her palace representative. What a talented tongue, almost as sharp as her own mother's. And it gave her ideas to complete her own plan.

When only the dreaded gossip of the guests, heels and servants of this party was left fluttering in her ears, the queen knelt down in front of Lisa, knowing this was her moment, and gently intertwined her fingers with hers.

"You heard her~," Lisa's chin stroked with her fingers. "Let's show your mistress your place~." She prodded, viperine.

Then she brought her face close to Lisa's, at the most inopportune moment, her lips slightly parted and on the way to meet the poor newbie's! But no such prize happened, for the spoiled blonde diverted her mouth at the last instant, bringing her glossy lips close to Lisa's ear.

"Don't give up." She warned. "It's just a little test." She consoled.

There was a derisive chuckle at the end of that sentence. Then, with a tug, she lifted her by the arm.

Lisa didn't have the size to keep up with Gabriel, but it didn't matter. The queen had the strength to lift her up, rubbing her breast with her in the act, and holding Lisa's nose to her. And like a dance step, the guest queen would spin, propelling Lisa, and throwing her in one direction, as far as her arms would go, and then launching her with an Irish Whip at Laura's table!

If this worked, she wouldn't stop there.

The blonde would wave her hair in the wind with one hand and wiggle forward to grab Lisa's hips in front of her boss.

First, Guest Queen would run her fingers down her spine, caressing her, tasting her, warning her of what's to come, before pulling away and roughly grabbing her hips with a double slap. She would lift her up to lay her bust against the table and then stand with her feet together between Lisa's. Her pelvis would rest against the table.

Her pelvis would rest on Lisa's ass, the hisses were not lacking. A glance from Gabriel met Laura's, winking at Mama Heel, as the Brit entangled her fingers in Takanashi's crazy hair, putting her face between her and those of the queen of the palace.

"Don't give up~." She said, chanting it, before smashing the poor representative's forehead against the table. "Don't give up!" She crooned, repeating the caning. "Don't give up, don't give up, don't give up, don't give up!" And at every comma, she whipped the table as if it were a gong.

At each interval of that mantra, she would show Lisa's face to her boss, wanting Laura to appreciate the transformation of her new predator to a bigger one.

The barrage wasn't just upstairs. With each jolt, one of her thighs moved, marching in place, sliding between Lisa's. She brushed carelessly against her crotch.

This was all part of a larger plan, sparked and inspired by the fervent excitement Laura demonstrated in her speech. That same eagerness that Gabriel noticed when Mama Heel paused to continue spraying her venom at Lisa. If that eloquence was her mantra. This cruelty was Gabriel's.

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Lisa laid there, mentally struggling, her mind was doing gymnastics, jumping through hoops as Laura degraded her mercilessly. Those words repeated in her head, over and over again until suddenly, there was something that seemed to drown that out. Laura's words slowly died down into a dull humming.

Lisa's breath hitched as Gabriel's fingers met hers. They were warm, commanding yet oddly gentle. The moment their hands clasped, Lisa's heart skipped a beat. Something inside of her cracked and snapped. She felt like what Laura had said was true now. She was a pawn in this match, if you could even call it that at this point.

She heard Gabriel's words, telling her that she was now going to do exactly what Laura ordered... To "Show her her place." A soft stroke against her chin.

Lisa laid there, eyes wide as she looked up at Gabriel who started leaning down, ever so slowly. It felt as though the world was moving slower than usual as Gabriel got closer and closer, her lips parted as if she were about to give her a lover's kiss. Lisa didn't want to stop it. She couldn't if she tried. She laid there, ready to accept it with eyes closed but the kiss never came.

Her eyes shot open again as the whisper snapped her out of it. "Don't give up." The words sounded encouraging at first however, it was more of a warning. She shivered at the next sentence. "It's just a little test." If this was a "little test" Lisa wasn't ready for a big test. The chuckle at the end made Lisa's skin stand up.

Lisa was than dragged up to her feet and her world became a blur as she was span before being sent sprinting towards the table, being hit with an Irish Whip, landing solar plexus first against the edge of Laura's table. Spittle flew from her mouth, splashing against the table. Even a few drips landed on Laura's breasts. She looked down and chuckled. "Didn't know I was in the splash zone..." She teased, looking right at Lisa as Gabriel approached.

Lisa felt Gabriel behind her, before they even made contact. The grabbing of her hips made Lisa gasp. Laura bit her lip as she watched Gabriel feel her stable member up, running her fingers down her spine in a teasing manner before going for something more humiliating and dominant. A double slap. The sound of Gabriel's palms against Lisa's plump and fit cheeks was intoxicatingly perfect.

The way Gabriel moved Lisa like a puppet was something magical. It was mechanical. It was strategic and professional the way she easily hefted her up so that her breasts were flat against the table and her legs were spread, making Lisa's ass look irresistible and her pelvis rested against the edge of the table.

Gabriel moved forward, her pelvis resting against Lisa's ass, fitting perfectly like a puzzle piece. Laura let out her own audible moan, loud enough for Gabriel and Lisa to hear it. The glance from Gabriel made Laura lick her lips. The wink made her swoon.

"Ohhhh yes..." Laura said feverishly as she watched Gabriel's gingers tangle into Lisa's wild blonde hair, making her look directly into Laura's eyes.

Those words from earlier were repeated back. "Don't give up" Before Lisa's forehead was slammed down against the table. The contact was brutal, the sound of Lisa's skull bouncing off the hard surface was haunting. It kept coming. "Don't give up" *SLAM* "Don't give up" *SLAM*

Over and over again. Laura even slightly joined in, cooing to Lisa "Don't give up baby... Don't you dare..." She teased.

The move wasn't just physically brutal either. It was sensual as Gabriel moved her thigh up and down, sliding between Lisa's legs, brushing and stimulating her carelessly.

The move was also psychological. Each time Gabriel showed Lisa's face, she was further and further gone. Her eyes were a bit more rolled back, her mouth hung open just a centimeter more, drool leaked and flowed from her mouth onto the table. Laura didn't flinch. She leaned in. Studied and admired. Each impact sculpted Lisa further. She smiled the entire time, before her gaze made it's way back to Gabriel. Something more wanting.

She would reach forward with one hand, not to touch Gabriel, but to show she was unfazed. She would pinch Lisa's cheek roughly, giving her a few playful slaps. She looked up at Gabriel with a wicked yet hungry smile on her face. "You know... Seeing you have all the fun... In my palace... Seems very generous... I am willing to offer something even more generous... How would you feel if we became partners for a few of these jobbers? Showed the world what we can really do...?" Laura sat there, not moving, waiting to see how Gabriel responded. "It would be so hot... We could create something magical." She whipsered, caressing Lisa's face. "There is nothing I would want more..." Laura finished, ready to stand up, expecting Gabriel to accept as Laura was very self confident. A bit too self confident. She saw herself as irresistible, but Gabriel may have felt differently, or maybe she had different plans. At least at this time.