The Prima Donna's Diary - Chapter 14: Mutual Masochists (vs Yuki Oringang)

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When Ami finally drew out that sweet confession from Yuki, she let out a soft sigh, gently caressing Yuki's body with her hands. She glanced up at the timer...five minutes already gone, and they had finally managed to get through the biggest roadblock so far to what should have been an already sweat-filled night of bliss and euphoria...but no matter. There was still plenty of time to indulge themselves, and now that Yuki was finally freed from the weight of this burden, it was time to get to the bottom of it.

And so, Ami would venture down the rabbit hole.

"It's okay Yuki~...you're fine~..." She said, comforting her with gentle kisses along the edges of her cheek and neck. "Why hide this from me? From yourself...? Hm? Was there something stopping you? Was there a reason as to why you felt like you couldn't? Like maybe-...you might not belong? Or that I'd be disgusted with you or something...?" She asked, flipping Yuki over and laying her down on her back, but not pinning her...no, they were going to have an honest conversation, brief and concise, but honest...after all, they were on a time crunch here.

"Whatever the reason-...whether you tell me or not...I'll let you in on a little secret..." She said, leaning in and kissing her opponent on the lips before whispering into her ear. "I'm somewhat of a masochist too~..." She admitted. "It comes out, at times...But I like to play the submissive role from time to time...sometimes, I can't help myself. It's a feeling I just can't help but indulge in...I'm sure you know how good it feels~..." She said, relating to Yuki. "So you don't have to be afraid of how you feel or what you desire...because I have a little proposal...one that can satisfy us both..."

Regardless of whether or not Yuki told Ami about her predicament with the House of Heels, what with her being at risk if she didn't put up some semblance of a fight during this match, Ami would attempt to propose this 'idea' to the timid brunette...a means of making her comfortable with letting loose and indulging both their masochistic desires.

"We have a little over twenty more minutes together, you and I-...and if we're both masochists, then that means we both want to suffer utter humiliation and domination at the other's hands. So how about this-...we take turns-...You dominate me. You feel unstoppable for a little bit...you crush me, spank me, step on me, kiss me, and crush me however you please...you make me cum or pin me to these mats and then we turn it around...and I do the exact same to you." She offered. "I'll do whatever you like...I'll be your submissive little puppet and then I'll be your dominant heel~...I'll bend to your will before I turn around and make you mine...would you like that?" She asked.

She leans up, straddling Yuki's hips, waiting for her response as she playfully runs her fingers through Yuki's lovely brown hair. She lifts her hand and wipes the tears from Yuki's face, smiling softly...warm, inviting, and comforting...wanting to coax the brunette into this deal with a gentle touch. "Tell you what-...I'll sweeten the pot, make things a little more interesting, just for you~...If you're not interested in legitimately winning this match, then-...for every point you gain against me, I'll dominate you twice and score two points..."

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Yuki continued to lay there, eyes closed, shut tightly, anxiety at an all time high, waiting for Ami to take advantage of her as soon as she admitted to her masochist side, ready to be degraded and throttled to Ami's liking.

That didn't happen, at least not yet. What came instead was comforting words. Ami told her it was okay, and that she was fine. Soft and gentle kisses peppered along the edges of her cheek and neck, Ami's lips were so soft and warm.

Yuki listened as Ami asked her questions, asking why it took so much to pry the truth out of her. Yuki hesitated for just a moment before admitting that she was not used to such kindness. "L.A.W... Can be such a cruel place..." She stammered, thinking of all the women who had dominated her in the ring and took full advantage of it. Plenty of them took Yuki for themselves after the match. Yuki had seen so many different heels, hell even some faces who got caught up in the moment or wanted to feel what it was like show their worst to her, and while that was terrifying, physically and mentally damaging, there was something so special about it. She had fallen head over heels with many of them, wanting more by the time they were done.

"I... I don't... Know why I try to hide it anymore... At this point... Everyone knows..." Yuki admitted

Yuki didn't really give her a reason, as she looked up at the clock and realized that time was moving much faster than it should be. All she would say was "I... I'm sorry... I lied..." She blushed as she was rolled over.

Yuki's eyes widened and her heart rate sped up slightly as Ami mentioned she had a secret as well. Before that secret was revealed, Yuki watched as Ami leaned down, pressing her lips against her own in one of the softest kisses yet. Yuki's heart fluttered, growing goosebumps on her skin. Ami admitted to be somewhat of a masochist. She admitted to it like it was nothing. It did make Yuki feel slightly more comfortable, definitely the most comfortable she had felt against another wrestler in a long time. Ami described the feeling to a tee. Perfectly said, checking all the boxes.

A proposal was offered. Ami brought Yuki's attention back to the time limit. She brought up how it was now out there that they were both masochists, and they knew that that means that both of them want to suffer utter humiliation and domination from each other.

Yuki heard out the rest of the proposal and she was intrigued. She had never been on the offensive in a match before. She was always on the receiving end, all the time, every time. This would be a first. She thought about it as Ami asked her if she was interested in that.

Ami straddled Yuki's hips gently playing with her hair, curling the brown hair around her fingers, running it through her finger tips, wiping tears from her cheeks with a soft and warm smile.

With the amount of time it was taking, Ami decided to sweeten the pot. A deal that was too good to refuse. Yuki was usually not interested in attacking, however the offer was too perfect. For every point Yuki got against Ami, Ami would dominate her twice as hard, scoring two points for every one Yuki scored.

Yuki gasped as she thought about it. Get the hard part out of the way, work hard and hopefully give Ami what she wanted before she could lay back and let Ami go feral on her. Maybe Yuki would like this new experience. She had seen how heels became so invested in dominating her brutally. There had to be something there.

Yuki softly nodded. She looked up at Ami with eyes of an innocent doe. What she said next was genuine. "I... I hope I can live up to your standards... I haven't been on this side before so I apologize about any inexperience..." She would bring her hands up to Ami's hips and hold them for a moment, looking up at the woman who was mounting her.

She didn't say anything else for the moment, but her eyes said "Thank you."

She kept her hands on Ami's hips for a moment, slowly sliding her hands to Ami's ass. At first, her palms rested flat against them before she did something plenty of heels had done to her before. She hesitated for just a second before one hand reached for the white material of Ami's leotard and yanked it upwards. She then raised those hands and laid down a hard double spank, right to Ami's cheeks.

A small smile would grow on her face as she would then attempt to roll over, showing a bit of surprising strength, even surprising herself. If she managed to land on top, she would try to mount Ami's hips and go into the mind of all the heels that had dominated her before. What moves had they done, and what moves made her tick? She wanted to give Ami the best experience so she would be paid back in double.

As she thought, her hands would roam Ami's chest, gripping her breasts a bit harder than she ever would have in any other scenario. She would get an idea. A cruel one at that, one of the moves that Laura had performed on her plenty of times during her clinic at the house of heels.

Yuki would sit up so that she was sitting on Ami's legs. She reached down and grabbed Ami by the hair, gently tugging her upwards into a sitting position. It looked like Yuki was in Ami's lap. Yuki would wrap her arms and legs around Ami's body, squeezing her tightly against her. Their breasts and abdomens pressed together tightly, but what pressed even tighter was their pelvises.

Yuki wasn't finished as she would grip Ami's face with both hands, one on her chin, one gripping her hair roughly. She pulled Ami in for what was Yuki's first ever dominant kiss on the dominant side. Yuki would make sure to make it as dominant as possible, sliding her tongue into Ami's mouth. She would look directly into Ami's eyes before pulling away. She pressed her forehead to Ami's before asking. "What would you like me to do?... Or should I surprise you?..." She asked, flicking her tongue outwards to get another taste of those lips as she awaited a response.

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Yuki was so cute, it made Ami's heart flutter with joy and her mind wander with desire. The more Yuki got comfortable with this, the more excited Ami became. She knew that things could be far more enjoyable if she could sway the timid brunette's heart with a deal like this. The outcome of this match was already decided, but with so much time on their hands, nothing was stopping these two from enjoying a bit of 'play' together first. Ami just nodded in response to Yuki's words. At this point, nothing more needed to be said. All they had to do now was savor what came next and give their very best to make these moments as lovely and fulfilling as possible.

Then suddenly, Ami's cheeks reddened as she felt Yuki's hands go from resting upon her hips to yanking up the bottom of her leotard, the fabric wedging between her legs and riding up her ass, exposing it for Yuki's pleasure while Ami gasped. What came next was a shocking spank from both of the brunette's hands, forcing a gasp out of the upbeat brunette, causing her to shiver with delight. At the same time, Ami caught the smile forming on Yuki's face...she was coming around to this, bit by bit.

When Ami felt Yuki beneath her, she was surprised that the brunette carried so much strength about her. By the look on her opponent's face, it seemed to surprise Yuki as well. The Japanese-American gal smirked, stifling a small chuckle as she found it amusing to watch Yuki's mind work in real time, clearly trying to figure out a path forward on how to properly dominate the Prima Donna.

She started with some breastplay, groping Ami's cleavage through her tight leotard, forcing a small moan from the woman's lips as she tilted her head back, letting out a sigh of relief. The grip felt so tight and stern, yet Yuki's palms were so soft and smooth. It was like a perfect combination...but what followed was a definite shock to Ami's system. She wasn't expecting hair-pulling, but it was surprisingly erotic, the way Yuki tugged on her ponytail, forcing her to sit up. Internally, Ami was loving this, quietly rooting for Yuki to take control, to find that inner dominatrix so they could both enjoy this! With every step, she became more confident and open, and as Yuki wrapped her arms and legs around Ami's body, the Prima Donna could feel the once-timid brunette begin to squeeze and grind against her, eliciting some more vibrant moans from Ami's lips.

Those moans would be silenced, however, by Yuki's attempt at a dominant kiss, dragging Ami in and taking her lips and tongue for herself like a thief. She wasted no time in seizing the goods for her own pleasure, offering some to Ami in return but making it clear that this was primarily for HER. In this moment of mutual masochism, Yuki was finding it within her to be quite the dom. But of course, the brunette wasn't inconsiderate...when asked about what she might want, Ami pondered for a moment. Feeling that surprising bit of strength from earlier, the Prima Donna was curious. "I...want you to slam me into the mats...like, suplex me, throw me around...I wanna feel you outwrestle me." She said.

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This was a fully new experience to Yuki, like trying a new food for the first time and falling in love. She was taking control, her hands wandering Ami's body as if it was covered in brail and she was blind, trying to read every word. When she finally pulled Ami up to a sitting position, Yuki was in Ami's lap, but still in the dominant position, pinning her thighs down beneath her heavy and plush rear and all of her weight. She wrapped her arms and legs around Ami's body, pressing their bodies flush together.

Yuki than went to Ami's face, gripping it with both hands, one on her chin, one wrapping in strands of damp brown hair. She pulled her in for a dominant and hungry kiss, sliding her tongue into Ami's mouth and exploring.

When Yuki pulled away, their foreheads pressed together as she asked Ami if she had any requests. As she waited, she teased Ami's lips with the tip of her tongue, tracing them like she was applying lip gloss with her tongue.

When Ami finally gave her first request, Yuki's breath hitched. She wouldn't answer with words at first. Instead, she dove back in for another kiss, crashing her lips against Ami's for a long and dominant lip lock, breathing in and out of her as if she wanted to share breath with her. Her arms and legs squeezed tighter as well, pressing their bodies together through the thin material of their swimsuits until it felt like they would mold together like molten objects, blended by heat.

Yuki would finally release the kiss with a gasp followed by a sigh, a comfortable one.

Without a word, she would stand up and grip Ami by the hair, pulling her up as well. She would position herself behind Ami, pressing her front to Ami's back, breasts flattening to her upperback, mound sealed tightly to Ami's plush rear. She rested her chin on Ami's shoulder and breathed into her ear hotly. "Your... every wish... Will come true... But I expect the same..." And with that, Yuki leaned down and nuzzled into Ami's neck, peppering her shoulder and the crook of her neck with kisses before pressing her lips tightly, opening them and sucking at the flesh, biting gently and leaving her mark like so many had done to her before.

When Yuki separated her mouth from Ami's neck, strings of spit bridged and split before she tightened her arms around Ami's waist, grinding her forearms into Ami's soft stomach. "On the count of three... One... Two..." Without saying the third number, Yuki arched backwards in the perfect bridge, slamming Ami down with a perfect suplex. She stayed bridged for a moment, letting Ami decompress what had just happened, allowing herself to do the same. She didn't let go.

Yuki showed off impressive strength, keeping her arms wrapped tightly around Ami's waist as she rolled and stood back up, hefting Ami with her. "How was that..." She whispered. Without giving Ami a second to reply, she arched back again for a second suplex, crashing Ami's neck and shoulders against the mat for the second time. She stayed bridged before rolling again.

When she stood back up, she held Ami tightly from behind, gently grinding against her. Humping her rear through the thin material, letting out soft and gentle moans. "Third times the charm..." She whispered before arching back and hitting a third suplex. She bridged for a moment, taking it all in before finally letting Ami go.

She would stand up and look down at Ami who was laid flat on the mat, stunned by the three back to back suplexes. Yuki smiled down at her, breathing heavily trying to catch her breath. She would reach down and pat Ami's stomach. "I always love when this gets done to me..." She cooed before jumping and landing a hard belly to belly splash on Ami's stomach, crushing the air out of her.

Yuki loved the feeling of this. She hoped Ami would out do her so she had to go all out. She would do what had been done to her hundreds of times, adjusting herself so she laid flat against Ami's body in a pin. She pressed heavily against her body, slapping the mat. "One... Two..." Yuki paused and grabbed a hand full of Ami's hair, pulling her head off the mat. "Awww... You broke the pin... You must want more..." She teased, leaning down and pecking Ami's cheeks and lips with multiple kisses, wanting to see how she reacted. She would break back into her softer side leaning down and whispering into Ami's ear. "I hope you're ok... Let me know if I get too rough..." She would gently kiss that same ear, licking and nibbling the lobe as she waited for the all clear to keep going.

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After Ami told Yuki about her request, she could feel the woman's brief hesitation with how shaky her breath became...but that moment of reluctance was soon washed away with another kiss, Ami's request being put on hold without an answer. Perhaps this was a response all on its own. With how Yuki dominated Ami's lips with her own, the way their bodies pressed and rubbed together, the fabric of their one-piece swimsuits creating such intense friction between their ample busts and sensitive bodies...Ami could tell that Yuki was really warming up to this whole thing. As Yuki stood up, Ami was dragged along right beside her, her hair being tugged on bit by bit as Yuki brought her back to her feet before standing behind her. Ami could feel her opponent's chest pressing into her back, those lovely yet small mounds squishing every so gently. It made the Prima Donna shiver with delight, but what really did the trick was how Yuki's lower half cupped Ami's hips so nicely. Yuki's breath and gentle voice were as soft and sweet as cotton candy, and the ensuing kisses that she laid across Ami's neck were exquisite...then came the bites, which really caught Ami off guard, forcing her to moan and gasp in joyous shock before containing herself.

Her every wish to come true...and in return, offering all of herself to Yuki in the promise of doing the same for her. A deal in which Ami was certain to keep her word.

When Yuki was finally done with her little 'warm-up', she wrapped herself around Ami's waist, arms coiling around the Prima Donna's midsection rather tightly. Ami was about to explain to her how to do a proper suplex, but it seemed as if Yuki was rather confident in herself, much to Ami's surprise. An even bigger shock came when Yuki THREW Ami backwards in a perfect arc, lifting her fellow petite brunette off the mat only to slam her back into it with a picture-perfect suplex that left Ami gasping and groaning in stark disbelief, her body recoiling with pain as the plush mats beneath offered a little cushion to the jaw-dropping impact she just endured. Her eyes went wide, her breathing started to shake a little, and her chest heaved up and down as she moaned. Before she could respond to Yuki, she was rolled over and hoisted back up again, SLAMMED into the mat for a second time.

This time, Ami was certain of what had just happened...Yuki was far stronger than she realized. She didn't even think that Yuki understood how strong she was, but she loved it nonetheless.

And when Ami was slammed for the third time, her body convulsed with nothing but pleasure and pain circulating through her body, her heartbeat RACING with adrenaline before the rest of the pain slowly settled in, her chest heaving up and down as she gasped for air...only to have it crushed out of her body as Yuki splashed on top of her, forcing another pained moan of agonizing bliss to slip from the Prima Donna's lips. Ami was so satisfied, she could've taken this pin and been completely fulfilled...but then Yuki broke it, shifting Ami's head just enough to imitate the brunette kicking out at the last second, teasing her with the idea of 'wanting more'...and Ami's eyes lit up with a fiery passion. She desperately nodded, unable to speak coherently as she was once again in shock at this side of Yuki, a side they were both warming up to. "M-m-mm-mmmmm-more." She muttered, wincing and moaning as Yuki nibbled and kissed at her ear, every gentle peck, lick, and bite setting Ami's heart ablaze.

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Yuki sat on Ami's lap, their bodies pressing flush together as she had just asked her what to do next, or if she would like to make it interesting with a surprise. Her tongue flicked out to taste Ami's lips. They were soft, supple, and tasted delicious, definitely capable of keeping her busy while she waited for Ami's response.

What Ami said made Yuki's heart flutter. She had been on the receiving end of too many slams to count. She knew how good it felt to be woman-handled, thrown around, out-wrestled. The feeling of helplessness, the idea of someone having so much control over you that you had no choice but to go along with it. Yuki knew that many of the women she had been thrown around by before didn't care about her wellbeing, and likely would have done it rather she liked it or not. She was not that type of woman. She would make this different.

Yuki smiled as she kept her forehead pressed to Ami's, her eyes meeting hers with a look of trust before her smile turned slightly mischievous, filling her current role as a "heel" with character. She would kiss Ami again, just a short, soft lip to lip kiss, gently nipping at her lower lip as she unhooked her legs from around Ami's waist.

Yuki kept her arms under Ami's armpits as she hefted her up, a soft grunt of exertion as she said one single word. "Up" She puffed as she hauled Ami up to her feet, keeping her arms wrapped around her to offer support, and to set up the next move.

Yuki had a few different choices for what type of slam she wanted to do. It could be a simple lift and slam down to the mat. That would be the easiest, but she didn't want to settle for the easiest option. Ami deserved more than that. Yuki would stand Ami up straight, cradling her face in her hands as she smiled at her, caressing her face with her fingers, thumbs drawing lines down her cheeks before suddenly she would take another note from what heels had done to her.

Yuki suddenly sent a semi-hard knee to Ami's stomach, hoping to double her over her thigh. With Ami doubled over, Yuki would tuck her head under her armpit and lock her arm around her head, tightening just enough to press Ami's face flush to her side. Yuki would use her free hand to slowly travel down Ami's back, walking two fingers down her spine before stopping right above the swell of her swimsuit clad ass.

"I hope this satisfies you Ami. I know I am enjoying myself." She admitted as she slid her hand down to Ami's ass, groping and kneading it for a moment, letting her fingers sink into the flesh as if it were dough. She noticed the material was riding up between Ami's plush cheeks, she first gently un-wedged them, smoothing them out, giving Ami's ass a teasing pat before gripping the material with a fist suddenly and yanking it up deep. "Just kidding" Yuki teased as she yanked the material deep between Ami's cheeks, making the fabric disappear.

Yuki would give a grunt of exertion as she suddenly fell backwards, using the momentum to flip Ami over her shoulder for an... (honestly not so great, but impressive for Yuki) Suplex. Ami hit the mat with a thud. Yuki wouldn't let go. She instead rolled to her front, keeping Ami's head trapped in her arm.

Yuki got up to her knees and tightened her arm around Ami's head, trapping her in a seated headlock. She reached down and played with her ass some more, rubbing it, kneading it, groping it. "It's so nice..." Yuki admitted, half to herself, half to Ami before she hauled her back up. "One more... Because you earned it..." Yuki whispered before preforming another sloppy suplex.

She released Ami this time. She would quickly roll up and crawl behind Ami, grabbing her by the hair and hauling her up to a sitting position. Yuki knew if she were in Ami's shoes, she wouldn't want any kind of let up. Yuki would be sure to keep that in mind as she sat behind Ami, wrapping her legs around her waist from behind, her crotch pressing snuggly to her lower back, her breasts flattening against Ami's shoulder blades.

Yuki wasn't done. She would slip her arms under Ami's armpits and lock her own fingers together against the back of Ami's neck for a full nelson. Yuki would squeeze slightly with both holds, leaning forward to whisper in Ami's ear. "Still doing okay?..." She asked as she gently nuzzled into her hair, enjoying her scent.

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Ami wasn't aware of what Yuki had in mind, but she could see it in her eyes that she had something special in store for her...something catered to Ami's desires. A gal like Yuki was likely the recipient of some serious abuse. While it might be enjoyable to her...the pain and humiliation...there's nothing really intimate about it most times. It's just violence, simple as that. It's never directed or focused, nor is it used to elicit the sweetest of reactions out of her. Yuki's faced rough scenarios that only scratched the surface of what she wants. It was like a bag of sweets...good in the moment, but it wasn't satisfying, not in the way that a meal was. However, for Ami, Yuki would do things differently...she'd treat her to a five-star course, tailored to her tastes, a domination that would make her heart flutter with glee until she could take no more.

For a brief moment, Ami felt Yuki's forehead press down against hers. Time slowed down as their eyes locked onto one another. Ami could feel Yuki's breath, and Yuki could feel Ami's. Their warm skin touched in so many places as Yuki remained straddled across Ami's lap. That teasing smile of hers, acting like she knew something Ami didn't. For a masochist, she was so damn good at filling the role of a heel. The way she controlled that kiss, nipping at her lips with authority and control...yet each move was so meticulously calculated in her mind. Ami could only lie back in astonishment...Yuki was setting the bar so incredibly high.

Ami was dragged to her feet, finding her footing shortly after Yuki commanded her. Among the sounds of exertion, bodies struggling, tight leotards stretching, and heavy breaths exhaling, Yuki made room for such an authoritative tone, even as she exhausted herself. After that, she'd cradle and caress Ami's face in her palms, making her feel like she was the only gal in the whole wide world, the only one who truly mattered. Ami could feel the fingers of her newfound companion digging into her soft skin, pressing into her cheeks as she played with her. Ami could only stand there in silence, waiting patiently like a good little girl-...only for her reality to be shattered by a sudden knee to the stomach, her eyes widening from the immediate shock as air was forced out from her lips, along with a bit of spittle that landed onto the bust of Yuki's leotard.

Ami doubled over, her body resting on Yuki's soft, petite thigh, while Yuki's arm coiled around her head. Ami felt her opponent's fingers slowly reaching down across her backside, sending tingling sensations throughout her body as she shuddered with every heavy breath she took. She moaned softly in response to Yuki's groping and kneading, feeling her fingers and palm wrap around one side of her hips, possessively squeezing her ass, seeing how malleable and soft Ami was downstairs. So precious and petite...they were so alike...their bodies the perfect type to throw around and explore, a sadist's dream come true. And now, Yuki was going to share in that fantasy with Ami as her willing little test dummy. Who knew that being on the opposite end of things could bring on such an exquisite rush?

Yuki would adjust Ami's leotard, shuffling it free from its position after riding up Ami's hips, teasing her with such a gentle pat across her butt before YANKING it up further than before, causing Ami to wince and gasp in shock. She squirmed in response, but it did little to quell Yuki...if anything, it served as a sign that she was doing everything right, and that she should continue. And so she did-...In one fell swoop, Ami was tossed overhead with a Suplex, hitting the padded floor with a stiff thud, only to be rolled around and played with further, every squeeze and touch from Yuki eliciting a different kind of moan. Was Ami this sensitive naturally? Or was all this surprising physicality working her up in an unforeseen manner? So many questions to answer...so many theories to put to the test. Unfortunately, given the limited time of their engagement, the pair wouldn't be able to experiment for long. However, they'd certainly make the most out of it as Yuki hoisted Ami back up, 'rewarding' her with another sloppy Suplex.

Admittedly, the rough landing and haphazard delivery were shockingly enjoyable. Ami could feel every bit of struggle and exertion coming from Yuki. The way she was being thrown about felt like they had been through an hour-long struggle and were operating with little stamina left. Every move counted, and right now, Yuki was on a hot streak, dominating the Prima Donna Darling with ease like a championship-level fighter squashing some hometown rookie. It was magnificent, down to the last detail. Yet it wasn't over...not by a long shot, as Yuki grabbed Ami by the hair, dragging her along in the perfect manner. She sat behind her, legs coiled around her body tightly with her crotch grinding against her lower back and hips, those soft breasts of hers flattening into Ami's upper back. There were so squishy, Ami enjoyed how they rolled around and bounced on her body. Soon, she'd feel a tight sensation as Yuki forced her into a Seated Full Nelson, applying a ton of pressure onto her neck and head. Ami whined and squirmed in response, capable of enduring but feeling so helpless...it was truly perfect!!!

"I'm...I-...I'm-...I'm great! It's...all so wonderful! It's perfect, Yuki. Y-You're perfect. Y-you're my dominant queen, and...and I just want more. I'm so happy w-we met-...you're a dream come true-..." She said through ragged breaths, tripping over herself in such masochistic delight.