Moving Up To Kidnapping

Morrigan was in no position to handle the quipping duo as she was smashed into the wall, barely catching a glimpses of Liberty while her vision blurred. She still couldn't make out the voice, especially over the ringing in her head.

Still, River answered her questions about the other part of the two man assault team and Morrigan growled to herself, seething and flashing her teeth as much as she could in the stupor induced by the beating she was taking.

Morrigan's purple eyes stared at Styx. They held blankness tot hem. This position was not an unfamiliar one and she knew the ways to deprive people like this of fully enjoying it. She glazed over as much as pain would allow until the knee jammed into her stomach again, forcing her to cough and spit as she hung almost limply in Liberty's greasy arms.

"River Styx..." Morrigan said and a smile tugged at her lips. She had to gasp her words out but it was worth it. "That's the last stop before the land of the dead..."

Morrigan felt herself leaning against Liberty, using the girl to prop her up. "I'm the fucking reason Charon's so rich, you ugly cunt."

00Styx stared back at Morrigan and smirked, looking back with her own sky blue eyes. She knew that look. It was one she'd worn more than a few times, herself. Usually, Styx found herself dealing with self-righteous little bitches who thought they were too good and too virtuous for dirty tactics, but this one? Nope. Morrigan would be doing the same thing to them both if she had the chance. Hell, she would do worse.

It made Styx feel a little inadequate, couldn't lie. She would have to up her game. "Oh, that's good. I figured you for a mythology lover, too, with the name and everything. It'll give us something to talk about between beatings." Styx wrapped her gloved hand around Morrigan's throat and squeezed, choking her, closing her windpipe. At the same time, she moved past her victim and planted a quick, hot kiss on Liberty's lips, getting a little relief. This whole situation struck her in all the right ways. "Feeling good?"

Liberty smiled at how well things were proceeding, Morrigan squirming helplessly in her grip. Still, she was taken a little by surprise as Styx leant forwards and kissed her, even as she throttled Morrigan.

She opened up a little for the kiss, but didn’t fully commit. Maybe she was distracted by Styx’s multitasking… or maybe she wasn’t sure where she stood with the girl, and public displays of affection in particular. Did Styx think that they were girlfriends now? That felt like a talk for another time, because right now they still had shit to do.

Liberty did her best to hide the fact that the kiss had wrongfooted her, and flashed Styx a happy grin.

“Yeah… be feeling even better when we get this bitch locked down.”

She watched with relish as the gloved hand gripped Morrigan’s throat. That should put her down quickly and quietly, she thought.

“You’re going to be in so much shit when you wake up,” she purred into the redhead’s ear. “I don’t know much about this mythology crap, but I know bad people go to hell, so that’s what you’ll be getting. We‘re like karma.” She tightened the full nelson on the victim, an unnecessary display of additional dominance.

She turned back to Styx. “There’s actually some useful stuff back in that supply closet I was stuck in - refuse sacks, trolleys, rope… you want to bag her up and cart her back to your place?”

"Khhh..." Morrigan's eyes bulged as she was choked while being compressed between the two dirty women's breasts. She could hear the smacking lips and it grossed her out. All she could do at the moment was get choked out. Well...she could do other things too. These girls were bitches, but they also seemed to be as stupid as they were ugly.

"Nnnhk!"

Before Morrigan could do anything, she was put into a full nelson and hunched over. She knew full well what she was in store for, having done it to people with her lover Brittany on many occasions. But that didn't mean she had to puss out and just take it if they were going to give her a chance to even get a shot in.

"I'm already IN shit just being near your groddy pigpen snatches." She growled and lashed a leg up, looking to punt Styx between the legs.

Styx had been so wrapped up in the moment that she didn't even notice how much life Morrigan was still teaming with. That was the excuse she was going to roll with when she looked back on this moment, anyway.

She'd just started to divert her attention to the supply closet when she felt the harsh sting between her legs, a brief flash of pain followed by a flood. She let out a load grunt and fell back to one knee, grasping her pussy and trying to rub away the pain, Careless. Stupid. Annoying. A mistake, but one she wouldn't make again.

"Not smart." She shook her head, chuckling through her groans. One hand rubbed her sore inner thigh, the other pounded the floor a few times to redirect the pain. :"Not a smart move for you at all, crow."

She looked past her to Liberty, staring right into the hardcore champion's eyes with an unspoken request: Fuck her up.

Liberty's jaw dropped in dismay as she saw Styx crippled by the crotch attack. She felt a pang of guilt about her partner's plight - it was Liberty who had already been thinking about the next stage of the plan before this one was even settled. Hell, it was Liberty who had taken the initial risk of sorting this purely with their fists.

A surge of anger, coupled with the need to redeem herself, brought a quick change. She used her full nelson grip on Morrigan's weakened body to turn and slam the readhead's face straight into the corridor wall.

"We'll do this your way, then," she growled, releasing Morrigan by throwing her against the opposite wall, and then fumbling for her taser.

Visibly angry that it had come to this, she flicked the switch and, once satisfied that the electricity was crackling nicely, would jab the taser at Morrigan's body.

Morrigan knew what was coming next. Even if she could get a shot on Liberty, one of them would recover before Morrigan could get away. Hell, Morrigan probably wouldn't even LEAVE if she had the CHANCE. She just wanted to fuck these bitches up for as long as she remained conscious. Which, unfortunately for her, wasn't going to be all that long.

Liberty smashed Morrigan's head intot he wall once more and she slumped against it, barely conscious as she struggled to remain upright before she was hurled against the other wall and slumped down. Her hand lifted as she groaned, as if she were searching for something but she wasn't as quick on the draw as Liberty and soon she was feeling the jolts of electricity zap her the rest of the way into unconsciousness.

Her body twitched and she groaned but she put up no resistance and the taser did its job well.

Seeing Liberty unleash the beast all over Morrigan warmed the hollow husk that passed for Styx's heart. Well worth the pain in her aching crotch. Oh, Styx was still going to pay their captive back ten times over for that stunt, but it would be more on principle than anything else.

"Nice. Very nice." She stood back up, grunting a bit a the effort, and gave Liberty a quick clap. No alcohol there, that rage was all Liberty's doing. The girl had a mean streak that could be fostered and formed into something fierce. All she needed were the proper pushes.

Styx moved over to Morrigan and grabbed her around the ankle, getting a firm grip while she dragged her. She could have hoisted her up on her shoulder, but the bitch simply was not worth the effort.  "You go ahead and grab the rope, we'll tie her up in the lair. Want to get her in the back before we get any lookie-loos."

Liberty looked down at Morrigan's fallen form, the surge of adrenaline tailing off for now as she saw the redhead neutralised.

"Pussy," she spat at her foe. "I took two of those fuckers before I dropped."

Liberty frowned. "At least, I think I did... my memory is kind of hazy..."

She realised she was getting distracted, and shot a purposeful grin at Styx.

"Right, yes, we need to get your new home entertainment system installed. I'll just get the bits - don't break anything when I'm not here!" she smiled.

The black-haired girl dashed off to the cupboard, to quickly return with a rope, a sack, and a wheeled trolley.

It was a short little trip through the backstage area, but an awkward one. Styx wasn't quite used to dragging another human being down there, despite what people thought of her late night activities. She may have 'accidentally' bumped the redhead's skull on some metal pipes a couple of times, but with some hard work and dedication, she'd figured it out.

Since she was expecting company, Styx bothered to clean the place up. It still looked like a shithole, but now it was organized shithole. Books stacked, the couch was relatively clean, the TV had its layer of dirt washed off, and she'd even plugged up the ratholes. The ones she could find, anyway. She was going to be sharing living space for a while, no need to make it too uncomfortable for the both. More space was good.

Styx dragged Morrigan over to the corner and started to strip her, pullng off her wrestling outfit to make sure there weren't any surprises. First and foremost, she needed to see if the bitch had a cell phone.