SS '14 Den of Sin Match: Divatrix Vs. Death by Seduction

Dasha was enjoying the seat she had created. Niska had no choice but to remain buried underneath Dasha's crotch and ass until the dominatrix was satisfied. She would release one leg, finding that one limb would not pose trouble in this kind of position and would decide to deliver swift, firm spanks upon the woman's rear! She would also grind her own into Niska's face, trying to keep her disoriented while Dasha was punishing the woman for her earlier disobedience.

The advance of Mitra did not go unnoticed, but it was only Zandra who saw it and before she could call out to Dasha, the woman came in and drop kicked Dasha, forcing a grunt to escape the sexy dominatrix as she was removed from her comfy seat and onto her own side. She would quickly try to get up and defend herself, the corner where Zandra was stationed could not be reached without being attacked by one of them, so she would just have to make a slop pace backwards and towards it instead while keeping her eyes on her opponents.

"Ngh!" Niska let out as her legs were dropped and she was dumped quite unceremoniously onto her ass... She had secretly (or maybe not so secretly considering her stiff left hand nipples was showing from under her red bracers) enjoyed the pain that came with the suplexs, although dizzying. The thought that Dasha believe she could dominate her did leave feeling a little more sadistic then masochistic however as she roll over closer to the ropes and thought about the revenge she would like to exact on her.. Using the ropes to get up onto one knee

Mitra climbed to her feet after the drop kick, seeing that Dasha trying to move backwards up towards the relative safety of her corner... Bolting forwards much to the protests of the ref, Mitra will rush her. But the target was not Dasha as it might look.. At the last minute, Mitra will dodgy to the side away from Dasha but keep up her momentum and she carried on through towards Zandra. Trying to shoulder barge her way against Zandra with just the ropes inbetween their two bodies

Dasha had to play this game carefully, knowing that Niska was still recovering from both the suplexes and the face sit smother but her green haired partner was in the ring as well and was the one who broke Dasha from her comfy seat. She brought her arms up when she saw the woman charging right her, getting ready to block and perhaps even counter anything that was going to come at her.

But before she could get in range of even blocking anything, Mitra changed directions and instead went for the defenseless Zandra, who was more focused on trying to get Dasha in tagging range. That Shoulder charge was enough to send Zandra from the side of the ring and onto her back, grunting loudly in pain as that kept her on the floor, though Dasha would come right in and would seek to lariat Niska from behind and force her over the top ropes and out of the ring as well!

Niska had just finished climbing to her feet and turned around only to take the full brunt of Dasha's lariat across her all but bare breasts. "Ough!!" Niska let out as she the arm thumping into her rocked the top half of her body backwards over the ropes, flipping backwards as she fell out of the ring to the outside floor.

Mitra grinned as she slammed right into Zandra, flinging her off the apron and away from the ring.. Right afterwards she gripped the ropes so as not to spring and would in a fluid seductive motion turn around with one arm over the top ropes, she was planning to lean enticingly in the corner right where Dasha would have needed to have gone to make the tag... But upon seeing Dasha taking out Niska, she pushed forwards into action. Taking her whip in both hands she would run over to Dasha just as she lariated Niska out of the ring and try to loop the ropey whip around the front of her throat, hoping to start a choke on the divatrix

Dasha might have used opted the wrong target after Mitra went past her, but at the moment her target was the one who was officially tagged in the ring, hoping that she could buy time with that and make sure things were going in their favor. However, Zandra needed some time to recover thanks to that tactical oppression of Mitra, who was now coming right up behind Dasha and before she woman could turn around, the whip was pulled against her throat and she was getting choked!

" Gh! " She brought her hands up to grasp the length of the rope, trying to pull them free and away from her throat while she pressed back against Mitra as some sort of way to ease the pressure. gritting her teeth as she couldn't believe she had been brought into this position!

Mitra purposefully pressed the whole of her body up against Dasha's back, the curve of her hip and crotch cupping almost perfectly around the smooth butt cheeks of the Divatrix... Mitra pushed her love bumps straight into the back of Dasha's shoulders, the leather corset again making music to Mitra's ears as it fitted and squeaked against the back part of Dasha's

"I think we hadn't quite finished our little play time.." Mitra whispered teasingly in a slutty voice close to Dasha's ear lobe, she then proceeded to inch her head forwards and lapped her tongue quite explicitly up the other woman's cheek. Right afterwards Mitra would fling her head back hard enough that it looked like she might give herself whiplash (the other kind of whiplash)... Her pink frilly hair flicking back over her head as she tried to yank the whip across Dasha's throat nice and tight, making it as difficult as possible for the woman as she gripped at the weapon in an attempt to pry open some space

Dasha was no stranger to this type of thing. In fact, she had something just like this planned to use on Niska had Mitra's interference not separate her team partner and that woman from the ring. She could feel that the woman was trying to make it look like she was in total control and that she was keeping Dasha against her as if she was a teddy bear.

Not looking to respond to the woman, she would try to squirm against her, which caused her rear to grind against Mitra's crotch, especially when she began to stroke that wet muscle over Dasha's cheek, which starting to burn slightly. Dasha grasped the rope, but then suddenly Mitra showed strength and mercilessly pulled back, really choking Dasha with it, who started to shuddering and cough out softly from the sudden pressure to her throat.

Niska started to slowly get up on the outside of the ring, grabbing at her back where she had hit the outside floor.. Her little stint in the ring hadn't been quite what she was planned. Sure taking them suplexs from Zandra had pretty much gotten her nice and wet, but she was now worn down quite a bit and had been put in an unfavorable position which her ex-slave had to bail her out of! She started searching under the ring apron, dragging out one of the X tables that was needed for the match.

Mitra let out a loud groan of delight as she yanked back on the choke and heard the splutter come out from Dasha's lips "Owwwmmmh... you like that..?" she murmured in a throaty voice, rubbing her crotch right back against more against Dasha's butt cheek as the other mistress tried to give her a brief standing lap dance. After a moment or two, Mitra would slip her hips back away from Dasha but keep her whip around the other woman's throat... Suddenly leaping into the air, she would move both her knees up into the middle of Dasha's back before allowing gravity to do the business. Mitra fell backwards and would try to drag Dasha down along with her with the whip, aiming to make her land back first across Mitra's sticking up knees in a rather painful looking maneuver

While Zandra was still recovering from the attack that had been left defenseless, Dasha was getting in her own kind of trouble. She didn't quite like the position she was in and the way Mithra was making sure she wasn't going to get out was just as unsatisfying for the dominatix. She stomp the ground with her left foot, trying to use strength in an attempt to throw that woman away from her but that was not really helping her.

Before she knew it, Mithra was off her feet and bringing all the weight backwards, forcing Dasha off feet and down upon the woman's knees, a loud cry escaping Dasha, who had not been prepared for such an attack though since that whip was still around her throat, all she could do was lay defenseless on Mithra's knees, arms and legs limp by her sides as the choke and the blow to her neck had left the woman in a daze!

Mitra let out a slutty sounding groan of pleasure as she landed on the mat and drilled her knees right up into the center of Dasha's back at the same time.. She shoved the other dominatrix away right after, letting her slip away from the dirty whip choke as she moved up to her feet. She looked down at Dasha's body laying on the mat, a few strands of pink hair covering one eye as she rolled the tip of her tongue over her lips and moved her leather gloved hand down to her crotch, lightly rubbing her index finger and middle finger against the front of her mound through the thong part of her corset outfit.. Delighting in the sadistic delights of seeing someone hurt.

"Mmmmh.. You looks so delicious when you're in pain like that... I think I'll eat you all up..." Mitra purred before bring the whip up and trying to lash it down across the side of Dasha's butt cheek

Meanwhile outside the ring, Niska was able to pull the X table out from under the ring.. She could see Zandra a little ways away trying to recover from the fall she had earlier and decided to make things a little worse for her.. gripping the table firmly just above the bump of her right hand hip, Niska would rush forwards and try to ram one end of the wood X into Zandra's belly