What It Means to Lose

[Darius 2.0]

Continued from here


Nha and Sha, the deadly twin sisters that made up the tag team "Ancestors of Isis", had just finished carrying out another one of their patented two-on-one beatdowns. This time, their unfortunate victim was promising LAW rookie, Ashley Morgan. What was meant to be a standard match between Sha and Ashley had in fact been a trap laid by the Egyptians, turning the match into a one-sided slaughter in which the Ancestors both pummeled on Ashley at once. The very public and very drawn out beating finally ended with the ref counting Ashley out after a devastating double-team muscle buster and the twins were declared the victors.

But this apparently was not enough to satisfy Nha and Sha, because shortly after their victory was declared the two had left with Ashley tucked under Sha's arm, carrying her away like she was a trophy they had just won in their match! The last anyone saw of the three of them was the twins dumping Ashley in the trunk of their car before driving off, leaving her fate a complete unknown.

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Nha swung open the door to the apartment she and Sha shared with a contented sigh, glad to be home after a long day at the LAW arena. The space they owned was luxurious as well as elegant, just as one would expect from an expensive apartment located in downtown Tokyo. Fortunately, the twins dual LAW salaries meant they could afford such luxuries. "You sure your arm isn't getting tired?" Nha asked over her shoulder.

Following soon behind her was her Sha, who still carried the unconscious and half-naked form of Ashley Morgan under her arm. The muscular, red-clad Egyptian, who barely looked like she was sweating, glared in response. "Is that a serious question?" she growled.

Nha threw up her hands. "I was just asking. Sheesh!" Both women were still wearing their matching wrestling outfits, having headed straight home after winning their 'match' against Ashley. "I'm going to go change. I know you're not much of a small talker but do you can keep her company all by your lonesome?"

Scowling at yet another stupid question of Nha's, Sha watched as her grinning sister disappeared into her bedroom, leaving her alone with the defeated wrestler dangling under her arm. OF course, that wouldn't last much longer, as Sha would soon unwind her arm from around Ashley, dumping her to the hardwood floor of their apartment without a care! Such an action would probably serve to wake the Brit....

[Afterhoursclub]

Ashley's last conscious moments during the match were filled with exhaustion and helplessness. She was held high in the air after a one-sided beating, trapped in a double muscle buster hold by the Ancestors of Isis. The deafening crowd noise, the blurry arena lights, a few words whispered into her ear by the blue twin —and then a sudden drop— were the last things she experienced before everything turned into complete darkness. It was an instant KO.

Ashley had experienced firsthand what it meant to face both twins at once. Not only that, but she had also witnessed the power they wielded behind the scenes, turning what was initially a one-on-one encounter against Sha, the more muscular of the sisters, into a handicap match, unbeknownst to the redhead. And now, by taking Ashley away with them after the bell, the twins were again twisting the stipulations of the match, practically changing it into one with POW rules.

The journey from the arena to the twins' apartment will forever remain a gap in Ashley's memory. The redhead had no recollection of being ever carried away from the ring, nor of being thrown into the trunk of the twins' car. Ashley would remain unconscious the whole time. Passed out from the torturous punishment suffered during the encounter.

The Brit would be woken up abruptly after landing harshly in the sister's living room. Her face crashing hard with the wooden floor, Ashley would slowly come back to consciousness with her cheek pressed against something that wasn't the ring canvas. She would groan, feeling once again all the pain and fatigue from the match coming back to her; Her eyes half open, the noise from the crowd was gone, replaced by unusual silence. Everything was too bright. Still facedown, she would begin to wonder: What is this place? Finally gaining just enough awareness to begin to realize that this wasn't the LAW arena anymore.

[Darius 2.0]

The careless nature at which Sha dropped the heavy body of Ashley onto the floor would make a large enough 'THUMP' that it would probably disturb their downstairs neighbors. It would also be just enough of an impact to rouse the redhead from her forced slumber, as evidenced from the weak groan that soon reached Sha's ears. The red twin watched as Ashley writhed pitifully at her feet, a mere shadow of the fighter who only earlier tonight stood toe-to-to with her in the ring.

It was amusing to watch, but the best part was that the fun was only just beginning.

"Welcome back," Sha would mockingly greet as Ashley returned to consciousness. The buff Egyptian would try to use her foot to roll Ashley onto her back, forcing her to look upwards towards the ceiling. The intent was to make the Brit realize her new surroundings; that she was no longer in the ring or even the LAW building. Naturally, Sha would be there to loom over her menacingly, looking down at her captive with an arrogant smirk, her broad arms crossed over her chest.

"IN case you were wondering, you lost the match," Sha continued. "Badly. It was pathetic. If you had put up a half-decent fight, maybe we would have left you alone. But since you were too weak, now we're going to make an example out of you."

Sha would then raise her foot and attempt to stomp it down on Ashley's exposed abs, planting it there like a hunter over a fresh kill. "Now you're going to experience what it means to lose...."

[Afterhoursclub]

Ashley was disoriented, still dressed only in her underwear and lying face down on the wooden floor. The British woman raised her head slightly to take in her surroundings. It was a big and tidy apartment, fully equipped with all the amenities typical of an upper-class lifestyle. She looked from one side to the other, but Ashley did not recognize the place at all.

"What in the..." Ashley tried to recall what happened; The last thing she could remember was being in the arena in a match against... Ashley's eyes widened at the sudden realization. That's when she heard a familiar voice coming from behind. The redhead was suddenly rolled onto her back, after getting momentarily blinded by the bright ceiling lights, her gaze finally fixed onto Sha's menacing figure looming over her.

Upon seeing the large Egyptian again, Ashley's blood began to boil, her face filled with anger: "You!" Her breathing became labored as her pulse quickened.

Shooting daggers at the red twin, Ashley didn't wait to give her a piece of her mind: "You cheat!" Ashley scanned the place again, looking for the other twin before continuing: "You and your...

...Gahh, Fuck!"

Ashley tried to sit up straight, but she still felt the effects of the match on her body. She fell right back again. Wincing, she covered her eyes with one hand while using the other to soothe the pain in her back.

Ashley gritted her teeth as she listened to Sha's words until, suddenly, her eyes bulged out of her head and she felt the air violently forced out of her lungs. She saw Sha's massive boot stomping down on her exposed abdomen, pressing down hard, making Ashley's entire body shudder.

The Brit began clawing at the red boot, gripping it tightly and trying to push it off without success.

[Darius 2.0]

Sha had to admit, Ashley's response to her current predicament had impressed her somewhat. Rather than being cowed by waking up in an unfamiliar environment and having one of her kidnappers looming over her, the the redhead snapped at Sha with an angry snarl, calling her a cheat and even attempting to get back up again. The woman had fire in her, Sha would give her that.

Not that any of it mattered. The beating that her and Nha had put Ashley through had rendered the woman weak and helpless, leaving her incapable of even pushing off the boot that Sha currently had planted on her stomach. It was certainly amusing to watch her try though. The red twin was enjoying the feeling of Ashley writhing under her foot, as the smirk on her face would no doubt reveal. So of course she would have to grind her boot further against Ashley's abs to elicit a further reaction out of her! "Like I said. Pathetic."

This would continue for a short while before Sha would remove her foot from the Englishwoman's abs while continuing to look down at her with her merciless dark eyes. "But it looks like you still need to be taught your place...." the powerhouse Egyptian would whisper menacingly right before she would start to move in on Ashley once again!

Moving to seat herself down on the floor right next to the redhead, Sha would spread her legs open wide before reaching over to pull Ashley towards her. Should she manage that, the red twin would wind her legs around Ashley's midsection; one behind her back and one overtop her stomach. Her ankles would then lock together, and just like that, her thighs of rippling muscle would come down hard on the Brit's waist, closing in around her like boa constrictors! Sha intended to to trap AShley in a deadly bodyscissor hold, and should she manage to do so, she would flex her legs around the woman to give her a nice long squeeeeeeeze!

[Afterhoursclub]

The pressure was becoming unbearable; Ashley felt the Egyptian's brutal boot practically impaling her torso. Her toned abdomen sagged under Sha's weight, with the redhead unable to stop the punishment. Ashley pushed, clawed, and pulled with all her remaining strength, but the Brit was still too weak and hurt from their match to accomplish anything. It was an uphill battle.

"Guhh..." Ashley groaned in pain as Sha increased the pressure on her stomp. She pressed the sole of her boot against Ashley's abs as if putting out a cigarette. Her legs kicked the ground in response to the agonizing struggle. She was about to vomit when Sha suddenly lifted her foot. Ashley's hands landed on her burning torso almost immediately, feeling relieved. Ashley's body cringed with a look of pain as she rolled to her side.

Her breathing became labored, her shoulders moving up and down rapidly, and she had one eye shut while she looked around with the other, trying to find her aggressor, but the Egyptian girl was nowhere to be found. "That... -huff- bitch...!", thought the Brit while breathing through her mouth. She tried to get back on her feet again, making a tremendous effort to ignore the pain she was in, but suddenly she felt her head pulled from the back. Out of nowhere, a pair of titanic legs came from behind her and quickly wrapped around her midsection, pulling Ashley to the floor once again.

There, her gaze met with Sha's; The red twin had trapped Ashley in a tight bodyscissor hold. Ashley's eyes filled with panic as she prepared for the worst, for there was little she could do to prevent what was going to happen next. Like a hydraulic press, Sha's lower limbs tensed in a mere instant, her muscles bulging against the redhead's bare torso, applying crushing force in a matter of seconds and turning her muscular midsection into mush. Ashley's toned abdominals offered no resistance, nor protection whatsoever.

"Graaah!..." she cried out loud, her pained screams echoing within the walls of the luxurious apartment. The redhead felt her whole being chopped in half by the sheer pressure. Ashley looked at the massive thigh pressing against her stomach. She tried to push it with both hands, but it was pointless; She had no way to break the hold. Next, she directed her attention toward Sha, the Brit tried to shift her body to the side side and extended her arm, intending to grab hold of Sha's hair with her shaky hand, but the pain and lack of oxygen became too much to bear; Her head fell back, landing on the ground. Her arms flung out to the sides, twisting as her body continued to be crushed by Sha's mighty grasp.

[Darius 2.0]

All the power of Sha's muscular thighs would be brought down on Ashley's midsection now once Sha locked her ankles firmly together. Almost immediately after, she would begin to close her legs around the redhead's stomach and back, compressing both together, overwhelming any defenses that she still might have had! It was as if Sha were trying to make her inner thighs touch together and Ashley just happened to be in the way of that!

While her legs did the work, Sha was able to lay the rest of her body across the floor in an almost casual fashion. Propping herself up on one of her elbows, the red twin watched with sadistic amusement as Ashley suffered in her grasp, her legs completely dominating the poor woman. She struggled of course, trying in vain to push off Sha's leg, a feat that would have been near impossible even if she had been a full strength! No, all her trapped victim could do at the moment was scream in agony as her mighty thighs threatened to cut her in half.

Of course, if she was still able to scream at that moment, it clearly meant Sha wasn't squeezing tight enough yet.

Smirking, Sha would begin to flex her thighs a little tighter around Ashley, further cutting into the woman's form in an attempt to further restrict her breathing. It was clear now that as hard as she had been squeezing Ashley before, it was not even close to the hardest she could have been squeezing!

"You can always tap, you know," Sha would say to her languishing victim. "Though I would prefer begging, personally....." As the seconds ticked by, Sha's legs would only grow tighter and tighter around Ashley's middle, seemingly no end to their capacity for squeezing!

"Oh, getting started without me, I see?" came a sing-song voice from across the apartment. It would be revealed to be Nha, having reappeared from her bedroom after an entirely new wardrobe change! The blue twin had ditched her wrestling attire for set of revealing lace lingerie that left very little to the imagination. And as she gazed with sadistic glee at the scene happening before her, it was clear she was itching to get involved as well!

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[Afterhoursclub]

Ashley's eyes shot wide open, her gaze lost in space as she stared up at the ceiling. Both hands gripped the thick thigh that surrounded her torso. Her mouth was open, but no sounds came out of it anymore. Suffocating pain took hold of her entire midsection. Ashley was completely at Sha's mercy, but then again, the twins had done pretty much whatever they wanted with the Brit during the last few hours of the night, and there were no signs of stopping anytime soon.

"Urgh..." Gurgling noises were all Ashley could mutter as the last remnants of oxygen were pushed out of her lungs, her waist being reduced several sizes while Sha tightened her scissor hold. There was a stark contrast between both girls: As Ashley clung to the last vestiges of consciousness she had left, Sha seemed relaxed, smiling grimly as she tortured the redhead. Mere seconds felt like minutes or even hours to Ashley while trapped.

The redhead felt the pressure in her torso increase, and the pain overwhelmed her. Ashley was beginning to lose feeling in her legs. She started to tap desperately with one hand on Sha's thigh, hoping to bring any form of release from her current predicament, but the muscular Egyptian seemed to ignore her, applying even more force into the squeeze instead.

Ashley's world blurred as the lack of oxygen began to take its toll. However, she remained conscious enough to recognize a familiar voice entering the scene, a voice that would forever be etched in her memory. She knew immediately it was the other sister, Nha. As her pulse rushed, the Brit knew this was only the beginning.

[Darius 2.0]

After leaving Sha and Ashley alone together and stripping herself out of her wrestling gear, Nha and taken great care to choose just what her attire would be for the remainder of the evening. When it came to 'entertaining' a guest, it was important that one's outfit make a statement, and while Nha had a variety of gorgeous clothes to choose from, she eventually decided that less was more, and would pluck out a hanger that held the most stunning of lace undergarments. Nha imagined its elegance would be lost on a brute such as Ashley Morgan. But that was rather the point, wasn't it? To educate the redhead on how inferior she was to her and Sha, whether that be in terms of fashion or fighting ability.

It wouldn't be long until Nha would hear the screams of the woman in question coming from the main room, where Sha had clearly begun the breaking in process. Nha smiled, glad they had gotten the place sound-proofed. She had enough of nosy neighbors poking around every time they heard wailing coming from their apartment, which to be fair was more often than one might think.

Not wanting to miss anymore of the fun, Nha slid into her delicate lingerie with practiced care, first with her bra and panties and finally completing the look with her long stockings and arm-length gloves. Satisfied, Nha did her last looks in the mirror, even blowing herself a final little kiss before leaving her room and returning to where she had left Sha and Ashley.

What she saw brought her no small amount of amusement. Sha had wrapped her legs around Ashley's midsection and was squeezing her between them like the Brit was a tube of toothpaste, practically caving in the poor woman's stomach. Best of all, Ashley was actually tapping out on Sha's thigh in a feeble plea for mercy. It was simply adorable that Ashley thought she might find such a thing here...

"Oh, getting started without me, I see?" she would purr, alerting her red-clad twin to her reappearance. Sha, still squeezing the stuffing out of her captive, managed to give her an amused smirk when she saw what Nha was wearing. "Well, better late than never, right? Sorry to keep you waiting, Ashley. But it takes time to look this good!"

With a cruel smile, Nha would move to seat herself behind Ashley's head, and without further ado she would take the woman's head and pull it into her lap. From there, she would wrap her stocking covered legs around the throat of her victim, locking one foot in the crook of her knee to close her thighs together like a noose around Ashley's neck! It was a deadly figure-four headscissor to be applied with absolute precision. With Sha squeezing Ashely's stomach and Nha squeezing her head, the twins looked to deny the redhead any means of supplying herself with oxygen, leaving her totally breathless!

[Afterhoursclub]

The scene was pure cruelty. Ashley looked like nothing more than a training dummy while trapped between Sha's powerful thighs. It almost seemed like the Egyptian powerhouse genuinely tried to chop the poor Brit in half with the immense pressure she was putting into the bodyscissors. This was no practice, nor any kind of demonstration, done just to threaten Ashley. The sisters had made their intentions clear right from the start: They wanted to break Ashley, and they wanted to enjoy every moment of it.

"Ughh... Gruhhh..." muffled noises were forced out of the Brit's lips, lacking the air and the energy to form anything coherent. Her face, as well as her torso, was turning a darker shade of red, feeling the pressure build up around her abdominals by the second. Her legs were wailing helplessly below, both hands clawing at the red twin's thigh, tapping by pure instinct as if this were an official match. Hoping for some sort of release. Yet she remained prey to the cruel machinations of her cruel captors.

After struggling for what felt like an eternity for Ashley, her efforts to escape ceased completely, with her head falling back onto the floor, her arms still holding onto Sha's leg, but carrying no strength with them. She gritted her teeth as the Egyptian continued to crush her midsection, without easing even a single bit. Ashley was just about to pass out right on the spot when a sudden new voice filled the room: It was Nha.

Ashley could barely distinguish the leaner's sister's figure at first; her vision was blurry, but as the blue-clad twin got closer, Ashley saw her wearing a very revealing set of lingerie. She had no breath to make any kind of comments or even to curse at her. However, it would have done little for her. Nha sat right next to Ashley's head, and swiftly snuck her legs around her neck, locking them tightly below her chin and across her throat. It was a vicious figure four headscissor.

Ashley's eyes pealed wide open, and her hands began to shake. Her entire body began to writhe under the excruciating pressure; she was being double-teamed by the ancestors of Isis once again, much like in the match from earlier that night. Her cheeks puffed, with her face squished and trapped between Nha's legs. The Brit brought one hand up, tapping weakly at blue twin's knee, while trying to push Sha's leg from her torso with the other. A task impossible to accomplish. After a few short moments, both arms fell limp. And her head merely moved whenever Nha decided to tighten her hold. Her entire body began shutting down slowly as she remained crushed by the dual submissions.