The Education of Desdemona Belti - Part 4: Alizeh Midori

[BlackAkuma]

That Dizzy was able to stand at all after that was a testament to the progress she’d made as a wrestler - there would’ve been a time, not too long ago, when getting dropped like this would’ve been enough to keep her down for a while, maybe even a three count. She was long past that point now, thank god.

Even so, she was still a long way away from Alizeh’s level, as the woman demonstrated when she came over and manhandled her with ease, forcing her up and marching her over to the bed and keeping her pinned with one hand. Dizzy found herself biting the sheets while her cheeks tightened up, preparing for what was coming.

Slaps. Hard and fast, each targeting her tight butt, making it jiggle with each impact. Dizzy yelped in shock at first, then in pain, then in pleasure as she grew accustomed to it and her brain longed for me. ”Is that-” A moan cut her off. ”Is that as hard as you can go, sempai?” She threw in that last one with the best Japanese accent she could manage. Came off oddly natural, though she wasn't sure why.

[Bare]

Alizeh was intent on having as much fun with Dizzy as she could right now, especially as payback for the way that the girl had brought such an intense orgasm not but minutes before. As such she was looking to do some payback in a particularly embarrassing way as she forced the girl over to the bed and began spanking her harshly.

Of course even as Alizeh did this it only seemed to excite Dizzy as the girl practically dared her to try and do worse making Alizeh grin excitedly. Stopping the spanking Alizeh would practically drape herself over Dizzy's body, leaning her lips on the younger girl's ear while starting to dry hump her.

"Oh you want hard? I'll show you hard." Alizeh said as her hand then went to Dizzy's hair, grabbing a hand full of it before stepping back, pulling hard on Dizzy's hair to pull her up before turning and shoving the girl down to the floor by the bed post.

Turning and grabbing hold of the top of said bed post Alizeh would smirk as she then moved to step onto Dizzy's rear end before using her grip on the post to start rapidly stomping on Dizzy's ass with vicious stomps on her rear end!

[BlackAkuma]

If Alizeh wanted to, she could absolutely destroy Dizzy, and there was almost nothing anyone could do to stop her. That was the case with many of the women she found herself ‘trapped’ with in this lovely scenarios, but unlike most of them, the Emerald Empress wouldn’t need raw strength to pull it off - no, she could wrap her up, twist her, bend her in half with submissions that she never knew existed, ones with names she couldn't pronounce. She was utterly outmatched, here.

And she loved it. She loved Alizeh’s body, draping over her own like a blanket. Love that power over her, pinned her against the bed. Loved those whispers in her ear, which left her shuddering. And when Alizeh grasped her hair and send her tumbling to the floor, hurling her around like a limp little doll?

Rapture. Sheer bliss.

She was just starting to push her way up when the woman’s foot pressed into her ass and forced her down against, pinning her to the floor and making her squirm. Dizzy bit her lip and looked over her shoulder as she chewed on her lip, her body twitching with every stomp. ”If you’re trying to-” Her back arched as Alizeh gave her a particular good one. ”If you’re trying to get a submission out of me, I’ll tell you for free, this isn’t the way. You can’t outhorny me, sempai.”

[Bare]

Repeatedly stomping down on Dizzy's ass like a mad rabbit from above Alizeh could clearly hear what Dizzy said in response which only made the green haired girl smirk a bit in response as she finally stopped. "Submission? Oh Dizzy no, this was just for funsies." Alizeh said as she stepped off Dizzy's body and grabbed her by the hair again, pulling her up but not all the way, intent on leaving her on all fours.

"The submission part is going to come now." Alizeh said as she walked back to the ring, specifically the corner while tugging on Dizzy's hair, forcing her to walk on the floor on all fours. Once at the ring then Alizeh would reach down, grabbing the hem of Dizzy's pants to lift her up and roll her into the ring. Turning the girl around on the mat Alizeh would then pull on Dizzy's legs and wrap them around the ring post before jumping up and looping her legs around Dizzy's own, leaning back to lock in a corner assisted figure four leg lock!

Spoiler

[BlackAkuma]

While getting stomped like this was a little more than Dizzy was used to when it came to roughplay, she wasn’t totally off board with it, able to hold on for the time being. It probably had something to do with Alizeh being this incredibly skilled and incredibly dangerous woman who had a real allure about her, knowing the woman could twist her into pretzels if she so desired. That risk could go a long way with her.

It seemed like Alizeh had something a little more intense in mind, though, as she forced Dizzy up and dogwalked her towards the corner, using her hair for a handhold. Dizzy chewed on her lip and went along with it, loving this dominant streak from the Emerald Empress, curious to see where it was going.

Her exuberance for the domination came to an abrupt stop when Alizeh pulled her legs out of the ring, threaded them through the post, and proceeded to pull her into the most brutal variation of a figure-four imaginable. Dizzy had seen this move executed a few times, but she’d never, put on her mother during some of the old matches she watched, but she’d never thought it would be this bad. The move left he screamed and flopping, arms waving about, desperate for relief.

”Ow, letgoletgoletgo-” She reached over and smacked at Alizeh’s knee, trying to make her loosen the hold. It wasn’t much, but it was all she could think of, one of her few options - if this went on for much longer, she would have to tap, no way around it.

[Bare]

Smirking slightly as she wrapped Dizzy's legs around the corner and proceeded to secure the dreaded corner assisted figure four Alizeh would lean back and enjoy the feeling of the hold for the moment, watching as Dizzy struggled and screamed.

Traditionally this could be seen as a hellish move, but part of why that was was due to how utterly painful and excruciating the pain of this move was... Which is why it was perfect to test an individual such as Dizzy to see how much she could take and so far Alizeh was fairly impressed.

Though she would also start to wince a bit as Dizzy began slapping and hitting her knee making her growl softly as she finally released her opponent's leg and rolled back to land in a crouch outside the ring.

"Not bad huh Dizzy!" Alizeh said loudly towards the girl as she slid under the rope and back into the ring, nearing Dizzy... Just to lean down and drag her tongue across Dizzy's taught stomach in a long lick before sitting up and looking down at her. "Still having fun?" Alizeh asked, placing her hands on either side of the girl's face and looming over her from above with a teasing smile on her face.

[BlackAkuma]

Dizzy didn’t want to tap out - who did? - but, fuck, was she thinking about it. Getting put in this hold was easily one of the most excruciating things she’d ever endured during her time as a wrestler, pure agony as her tendons were tested and stretched and her ligaments were pushed to their limit. If Alizeh wanted to, she could just hold on and let the inevitable happen. There wasn’t much to stop her, except her own temptations.

Thankfully, that proved to be enough, as Alizeh released the tiny Italian, letting her go so she could seethe for a few moments, rubbing her legs as she tried to get the feeling back in them. The damage wasn’t serious, she could tell that much, but walking would be a pain, and she wouldn’t be executing any backflips. Not that she would’ve, anyway, but still.

She was just starting to try and push her way up when Alizeh came in, lapping at her stomach and making her way up her body. While she loved the smile on the woman’s face, she was under no delusions on what this all meant, who was in charge, here - if Dizzy wanted to survive this match, even win, she needed more time to recover, more time to strategize. She needed to stall.

”A little.”[color] She licked her lip, and brought out her hungriest grin. ”Could be having more, though, if you’d do something about all those clothes in the way. Could have a great time…”

[Bare]

Alizeh smiled a bit wider as she finished her crawl along Dizzy's body, holding her hands above her head and asking her a teasing question. All the while Dizzy was quick to accept the situation and have some fun in response, even with how she responded to her. "Mhmmm is that so?" Alizeh said, admittedly torn.

Dizzy was weak right now, if Alizeh wanted to she could go for another orgasm point, or just tear her apart further with another submission or big impact move to get the three count.... But God that would mean ending this fun with her and she wasn't sure she wanted to do that, after all this match was all about testing Dizzy and seeing what she could do... why end it now?

"Tell you what, let me offer some motivation." Alizeh said, leaning down to Dizzy's ear, kissing her cheek and neck before biting her lip tightly. "I'll take off your clothes... But if you want mine off, you'll have to find a way to do it yourself." Alizeh said teasingly, finally removing her hands from the girl's and going to her halter top, unzipping it down and pulling it up and over the girl's head smoothly to throw it out of the ring before doing the same with her bra, knowing that right now she would be too weakened from her previous moves to stop her, nor did Alizeh think she would want too.

After leaving Dizzy bare chested Alizeh would then focus on Dizzy's tights along with her underwear, pulling them down and sliding them off of Dizzy's legs until the were all the way gone and tossing them out as well. "Now then just these pesky boots." Alizeh said, lifting Dizzy's legs while getting to a standing position, removing the girl's boots and socks.... and then leaning down to start licking and kissing Dizzy's foot a bit as well to keep teasing and excite her.

[BlackAkuma]

Dizzy was very much at Alizeh’s mercy, and she could tell they were both painfully aware of that fact. She’d had a good showing at the start, but with the skill gap, she was always working on borrowed time. Her only hope at a win here was to stall. To tempt. To tease. To prolong Alizeh's desire to drag this out as long as possible.

Thankfully, that tactic seemed to be working, better than she could’ve hoped for. Instead of pounding on her, the woman seemed more than happy to give her options. Interesting options. And she was given time to ponder those options as the Emerald Vixen worked her clothes off, peeling them from her sweaty skin.

Dizzy laid back, stretched out, and let her body be stripped back, all while she struggled - and occasionally failed - not to break into a giggle. She had it mostly under control, as the woman brought attention to her feet and started to work her way up.

Dizzy had an idea. An evil idea. A nasty idea. But she couldn't spring that trap, not just yet. She needed Alizeh to work her way up, get more into the mood than she already was. She spread her legs wide, tempted her on, urging her to venture further up. ”You really like what you see, hm? Got a thing for smaller women?”

[Bare]

In a weird sort of way Dizzy's body was like that one tempting drink, oh so well made yet sure to wreck you're night if you had one sip too many. Alizeh knew she was in control right now, that she could stay that way and beat Dizzy here and now. However Alizeh was just so tempted to do more and more with Dizzy before hand, wanting to see just how much she could drink before breaking.

Kissing her way from Dizzy's foot down across her dainty leg Alizeh would chuckle softly, watching as the brunette opened her legs up further and further for the greenette. 'Mhmmmm she's honey potting me... but God that's so tempting.' Alizeh thought to herself licking her lips as the girl flirted again.

"Mhmmm something like that." Alizeh said, leaning down further, kissing across Dizzy's upper thigh, her hand holding it over her shoulder while Alizeh's other hand pressed softly against Dizzy's stomach as a precaution to stop anything Dizzy might try. At least that's how Alizeh justified taking this risk for herself.