L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Kerry's eyes remained fixed on the Irish girl, her gaze alternating between piercing and playful. "To be fair, Vanessa cheated, so she didn't win; you did. But you look so adorable being a plaything. Would you enjoy that, Julie?" The referee, quick to acknowledge the disqualification, confirmed Julie's victory and promptly sent a text to reflect the outcome. Kerry casually placed her phone down, revealing the other part of her black thong as she nonchalantly discarded her referee shirt. With unwavering confidence, she stepped into the ring, seamlessly integrating herself with the other two competitors.

Vanessa hissed at Kerry, mischief evident in her laughter as she turned and settled herself on Julie's back. Skillfully, she seized Julie's chin, pulling her up into a camel clutch, forcing her head back and bending her spine. Kerry let out a sigh, a mischievous smirk playing on her lips. Maneuvering into the ring, she sat back to back with Vanessa. With swift precision, she grabbed Julie's thighs, pulling her into a Boston Crab, creating a simultaneous tag team hold on Julie.

In the Boston Crab, Kerry applied meticulous pressure, grasping Julie's thighs and arching her back in a way that pushed her flexibility to its limits. The strain extended through Julie's spine, and her contorted body showcased the intensity of the submission hold. Kerry's hands firmly gripped the Irish girl's thighs, ensuring the full effect of the stretch. Vanessa, maintaining her camel clutch, added to the torment, creating a symphony of discomfort for Julie. The Irish girl felt her own toes touching her forehead as the combined holds pushed her flexibility to the limits and a bit past the limite.

The intensity of the hold escalated, creating a tense atmosphere in the private basement ring. Audible were the sounds of struggling and the echoing grunts, along with the unsettling sound of the Irish girl's spine popping and cracking due to the strain of each movement. The holds were applied more rigorously, reaching the point where the Irish girl felt her own toes touch her forehead. As they maintained the hold, the confined space was filled with the anticipation of Julie's endurance, wondering if they would eventually hear the gloved hand of Julie slapping the floor – the unmistakable sound of tapping out.

Julie could have had absolutely no idea of any conversations that Vanessa and Kerry might have been discussing, or plans that they might have been making during the time that she laid uncoscious on the mat. The seemingly defeated rookie simply tried her best to remember and understand what was going on, and her first voiced out attempt at doing so was asking the referee if she had lost. It was mainly about looking for confirmation to the seemingly obvious... But the response that she turned out to hear was anything but expected.

What? She had won? After getting haplessly dominated throughout the match physically, mentally and sexually, this was going to end up as a win on her record? The idea sounded truly crazy to Julie... Was she still in fact asleep? No, the lingering pain in her body confirmed that this was real... But then again, the Velvet Hood could not truly know what exactly did Kerry write as the outcome in that text message of hers to the other officials.

The other part of what Kerry said sounded confusing as well, but also ominous... And as the gingerhead could see her taking her referee shirt off, she couldn't help gulping. "Umm, well, it depends..." the girl sobbed as a response, having to admit that she was partly intrigued by the idea of being a plaything... But also at the same time terrified, especially as she had already learnt how sadistic Vanessa could become, and now if the referee was also making her her plaything... Was she going to have any hope of safety or mercy any longer here in this basement?!?

Soon the Irish girl could hear hissing from behind her back, reminding her of Vanessa's existance as well... And before she had time to react, she had already gotten pulled into the Camel Clutch! Julie's moans of pain returned... But they stopped as she could suddenly feel hands on her thighs, causing her to hold her breath over the shock! But as soon as Kerry tightened the Boston Crab hold, the gingerhead's moans of pain had turned into cries of pain... She was quickly finding out what being a plaything exactly meant, and it was very bad news!

However, there was nothing Julie could have done to prevent herself getting bent into a painful shape that she had never been experiencing before. Despite the fact that the match had supposedly ended, she was still facing even more torment! "Ohhh... No... No..." the cute gingerhead pleaded, as she could feel her toes touching her forehead... Her back was about to crack, but there was no way out! She wasn't even thinking that she could somehow submit, or that trying to submit would even help her, as the match had already ended, but the devious duo were simply just playing with her to their hearts' content! Still, the girl did hit her glove to the mat every once in a while, just out of sheer desperation and in an effort of trying to somehow mitigate the pain...

Both women would ruthlessly collaborate on the poor Irish jabber. It appeared as if they were about to release her, but with sadistic delight, they yanked the hold back up, aiming to elicit the sickening cracking and popping of Julie's spine. They relished the moment her toes brushed against the tip of her nose before callously letting her collapse to the floor. With a cruel grin, they would rise and callously roll her onto her back.

Vanessa would eagerly seize Julie's legs, cruelly tangling them into a torturous figure-four leg lock. Her foot would press into the woman's crotch as it would massarged her womanhood doubleing up as a sexual torment, not the floor, as she mercilessly exerted pressure on the hold, relishing Julie's agony. With a wicked gleam in her eye, Vanessa would savor licking the Irish girl's exposed sole, reveling in her suffering.

Meanwhile, Kerry would sadistically take control of Julie's head, forcefully lifting it before wrapping her legs around her throat in a suffocating figure-four chokehold. With malicious intent, they relentlessly worked together to systematically break the woman down until she was nothing more than their submissive plaything, their dominance unquestioned, Kerry would place her hands on the mat raising up as her thighs would squeeze tightly on the woman's throat through she would start to roll her hips up and down toying with her cutting off her air then letting her breath over and over.

By now it had already become confirmed to Julie that Kerry joining in on the action was certainly bad news for her. She had indeed been lured into an evil trap tonight, one that only provided her peril and demise! At the same time, her small and slender, yet little bit toned, curvy, cute and sexy body had simply become a plaything, first only for Vanessa as her seeming opponent, but also for the referee to enjoy now as well... And while all of it had been excruciating, humiliating and painful, the numerous orgasms had also guaranteed a state of constant bittersweet pleasure!

For the last few moments it had only been pain for Julie though, as the devious duo had been stretching her into a pretzel. Cracking her back and increasing the pressure time after time, the cute gingerhead was being absolutely tortured... Until finally abruptly releasing their holds, letting the gingerhead's limbs fall to the floor like some cheap pieces of meat! The consequent sigh of relief escaping from the Irish girl's lips was certainly noticeable...

Unfortunately, Julie's relief was very short-lived though. She got quickly rolled over by the duo, and this time Vanessa decided to punish some other parts of her legs by applying a vicious figure-four leglock! The gingerhead let out another cry of pain again... Which was quickly followed by another moan of desperate pleasure as the Sadistic Student's foot found its place against her already tender crotch again. Her own foot on the other hand found its place against Vanessa's tongue... And while it was a little humiliating, it for sure was the least of Julie's worries now!

Especially, as Kerry proceeded to take control of her head. It was another figure-four, but this time a devastating chokehold... From which there was surely no escape! Julie did raise her hands haplessly on Kerry's legs though... But the only thing she could feel was how soft, thick and dominant they were, succumbing her own airflow completely to their mercy! The Irish girl became completely dominated and toyed with by the evil pair once again, leaving her no other chance than to keep on being their plaything...

For some time, Kerry managed to keep on having her fun with controlling Julie's access to air. But inevitably, Julie's state was gradually weakening all the time... Especially when combined with Vanessa massaging her tender womanhood. Eventually, the gingerhead once again succumbed to pleasure, as another orgasm ravaged through her body and head... And crucially, combined with another tight squeeze by Kerry's legs, that sent the Irish girl knocked out once again!

Vanessa relished in the hold she had on Julie's legs, enjoying the strain it put on her knee joints from the figure-four lock. With meticulous care, she toyed with Julie's foot, reveling in the sensation of the naked sole as she worked it over her crotch, aiming to stimulate her while simultaneously inflicting pain. Vanessa was determined not to reward Julie for being her plaything, finding satisfaction in the balance between pain and pleasure she administered.

Meanwhile, Kerry relished in the sensation of cutting off Julie's air with her impressive legs, enjoying the feeling of dominance it afforded her. As Julie's hands reached upwards in a futile attempt to escape, Kerry grinned, pulling them down to the ring to further assert her control. With a soft moan, she pushed off the ground, intensifying the hold and cutting off all air as she watched Julie drift into unconsciousness. Kerry gave the hold a few more moments, rocking Julie's head to check for any signs of drooling before finally releasing her.

As Vanessa grinned, feeling her pet hit climax once more, she released Julie from the hold and rolled her into the recovery position. The pair then discussed what to do next, both agreeing not to inflict further harm on Julie. Instead, they decided to wait for her to wake up so they could talk to her. In the meantime, they grabbed some water bottles, including one for their pet, and settled in to wait.

Everything that had happened tonight was giving such mixed feelings for Julie. On the other hand, her body had been already gifted copious amounts of pleasure, as being trapped and tormented by the devious duo in the basement had already granted her several orgasms rocking through her body. But on the other, the amount of sheer pain she had been forced to go through had been excruciating, and while Julie couldn't deny often enjoying being a little bit punished and in pain in bed, her torture tonight had been outright sadistic... And what was even worse, it still seemed like she was trapped as a prisoner for the two ladies here in this basement, and there would be no escape unless they would be granting her one!

Vanessa's foot and Kerry's legs had rendered Julie unconscious once again, and her weakened, slender body laid haplessly on the mat while the devious duo had a chance to plan their course of actions. Of course, none of their chatter reached the Irish girl's consciousness, whose body was simply trying to once again recover from all the punishment and other sensations that it had taken in. Finally though, the gingerhead's oxygen levels were returning to high enough levels once again, and the dominant pair could see their pet slowly opening her eyes, clearly dazed and confused, trying to make out what were her surroundings now, and the circumstances that she was in.

Kerry and Vanessa stood watch as Julie gradually roused from her slumber, their anticipation palpable as they waited for her to regain her bearings. Vanessa approached Julie with care, helping her sit up and offering a comforting embrace, her laughter infused with warmth.

"Take your time, Julie. Drink some water and let us know if you're ready for more fun, or if it's time to call it a night," Vanessa suggested, her voice gentle yet encouraging. Meanwhile, Kerry settled onto the mats nearby, her presence a reassuring anchor in the conversation.

"Julie performed remarkably well," Kerry remarked, her gaze alternating between Julie and Vanessa. "But it's time to offer her the challenge she came here seeking, Vanessa. While our playful interludes were enjoyable, Julie deserves a genuine match."

Kerry's tone carried a note of resolve as she and Vanessa exchanged knowing glances, united in their commitment to provide Julie with the authentic competition she craved. Together, they agreed to give Julie ample time to recover before broaching the topic of a proper match, respecting her desire for a true test of skill.

Julie first made out Vanessa's and Kerry's forms standing rather dominantly around her, but instead of the tormenting and torturous approach that they had just moments ago been applying, this time the suddenly had turned all friendly instead. It was actually hard for Julie to trust that Vanessa began actually helping her to sit up, her demeanor and words now warm instead of evil... It was hard for Julie to understand what was going on - she felt like their friendly behavior must have been some kind of trap!

But how could she prove that? She couldn't. If anything, they were offering her a good chance to recover now, even some water... And Julie could feel her condition slowly beginning to improve. Although she did become quite suspicious over what Vanessa's "more fun" would actually entail, and would have honestly much rather just called it a night already - she had been through one hell of a punishment already, even if it had been heavily mixed with pleasure.

What Kerry suggested next made the gingerhead even more confused. What did she mean - a genuine match? Hadn't they already had one? What had all that been just before then? Kerry had even said something about announcing Vanessa as disqualified? Her body was already spent, and now they wanted to have a genuine match, whatever that meant? And most crucially, was this all just a ploy - did Julie even have real alternatives? She was essentially trapped in this basement, and couldn't get out anyway without the devious duo willingly allowing her to do so... Did she really have a choice here?

Confused, Julie couldn't help but ask some questions from the dominant pair to try to understand the situation. "Umm, well, thanks... I don't think I did that well though... But if you say so..." she began in a somewhat sobbing tone, clearly still exhausted from all the events so far. "But umm... What do you mean? A genuine match? Haven't we been having a match all the time already? What was that then, if not a match?" the gingerhead queried in a somewhat distressed tone now.

Vanessa and Kerry listened to what was said, giving Julie time to speak and understand the questions before they answered her. Kerry nudged Vanessa, prompting her to take action. Vanessa rubbed the back of her neck, addressing Julie. "Well, we should have had a genuine match, and I kind of cheated by getting you all riled up and taking advantage of that. So, I agree with Kerry that the win by disqualification is fair."

Kerry nodded, looking to Julie. "You did better than most, and surprisingly, you didn't tap out as much as others I've seen. But yes, as the referee, the official match win goes to you. Though you are very durable, and I can't lie, we did enjoy putting in the work on you. But to answer your question, it was more of a dominance session. A lot of people normally pay quite a bit for it, but you kind of got drawn into it," Kerry explained.

Vanessa, after some thought, spoke up. "How about we all rest? You can stay here with us; we have a guest room. We can rest up, and then we can have a real match tomorrow. Or you can cuddle with me tonight if you'd like? Hah." Vanessa's playful remark was interrupted as she felt a punch to the back of her head, causing her to cry out and grab it, while the referee frowned disapprovingly. "Dummy! I think you had enough fun at the cost of Julie here," Kerry scolded Vanessa. She then turned to Julie, apologizing for Vanessa's behavior. "Sorry about her. She wants to play rough with you in bed and thinks you wouldn't notice what she meant until it's too late. Now, what would you like to do, Julie? Spend the night resting up? I can even give you a real body rub to help get rid of the pain and relax your body, while Vanessa orders food for us. Then we'll have the match tomorrow?"

Luckily, it turned out to seem that Vanessa & Kerry were genuinely providing some options and ideas to Julie this time, instead of trying to plot some further trouble for her. Even if the Irish gingerhead was at first rather cautious and suspicious while listening to what Vanessa and Kerry were saying... Although eventually ending up to trust the referee girl's words a little bit more, hearing how she was exposing her suspicions over some ulterior motives behind the Sadistic Student's suggestions.

It began sounding very promising for Julie, that maybe finally, her torment for the night would be over. Of course, she felt quite hesitant about agreeing to another match with Vanessa... But then again, did she really have any good reasons to refuse such an offer, or turn down the challenge? While sure, the Sadistic Student had managed to torture and dominate the Irish gingerhead so far, even teaming up with Kerry at some points, they were still treating her fairly now with the admission of the disqualification and all, and besides, Vanessa wasn't any kind of big or very strong and muscled girl, she was clearly someone who Julie should have been capable of dealing with inside a wrestling ring... Especially in one that did not feature such a home field advantage for her opponent as this basement had!

Julie blushed quite a bit though as she listened to Kerry's words about tonight's match having appeared to her pretty much just like a "dominance session". Of course, it was a bit embarrassing for Julie that she hadn't been capable of putting up enough resistance herself to have prevented the match from turning into one, but then again, she also couldn't deny enjoying at least on some level of getting dominated like that... Although that was of course something she wasn't going to admit. Besides, the "session" had definitely been a bit too painful to her tastes at times...

The gingerhead needed to decide on an answer to Vanessa and Kerry now though. Her mind was racing as she tried to figure out the right words to say... On the other hand, she wanted to accept the match challenge... But on the other, she really preferred to get out of the basement now, recharge and fight the upcoming match in somewhere more standard, like the official ring.... Not anymore in a place like this which was basically Vanessa's own torture chamber and hunting ground.

"Umm... Well, I'd love to have a genuine match with you, Vanessa... Maybe... Maybe we should do it properly, in the official ring?" Julie began suggesting, hoping that her idea would be met with approval. The official ring sounded like a much safer place to encounter Vanessa's shenanigans again... "And yes, I think getting some rest would be a good idea now. But I... But I..." the Irish girl stammered a bit while trying to decide on the excuse she could make for leaving. "I would actually need to feed my cats though. So I couldn't really stay for the night... Sorry." she then made the claim for needing to go - even if in reality she wasn't having any cats at all.