The Long Kiss Goodnight

Jessica liked her bitches to be pretty. There were a handful of absolute lookers here in Tokyo and it was a shame they were usually such prudes or starfish in bed. See, Jessica was the liveliest firecracker one could imagine, and not many women could handle her. It wasn't out of any particular beneficence that Jessica allowed the medical staff at AFW to look at Ven's nose, but rather a refined sense of beauty. If someone was to rest their head in Jessica's bed, they had to be pretty. Or River.

The Violent Violet drove both of them to her apartment after a brief pitstop back at the AFW arena. Jessica was in her street clothes now, with a black tank top concealed with a thick coat. Jeans clung to her strong legs and black sneakers made sure her feet stayed clean. Ven was her pet now and Jessica ensured that she wasn't allowed to change. She liked her with her upper half exposed and that is how she would remain until Jessica said otherwise. The Violent Violet insisted on carrying her over her shoulder, all the way up the steps and into her apartment.

She closed the door behind them and let Ven down on the floor. "Here's the fucking deal. You're way too goddamn tall, and I don't like that at all. When you want to move around, you get on your knees and you scoot there. Got it?" Her tone and her demeanor showed that she would not accept an answer that was anything less than a yes.

Ven had a pretty good idea why Jessica had allowed the medical staff to take a look at her. It was clear that The Violent Violet wanted to have sex with her and it was very safe to assume that she only wanted to do it when Ven was looking her best, and it's difficult to look your best when you have a busted up nose. Even though it was for an overall sinister purpose Ven was at least grateful that her nose had been sorted out and plastered up, it should heal up in a decent amount of time, providing that Jessica didn't hit it any more.

As she was being driven to Jessica's home Ven just stared out of the window. The Silent Retribution hadn't even been allowed to change before she was taken back with her conqueror, she was trapped in the same humiliating state which she had been in, in the ring, and she didn't even have her own clothing to help comfort her. Not daring to stand up to Jessica, Ven willingly allowed herself to be carried up to The Violent Violet's apartment, she had already been beaten and she didn't wish to experience any more physical pain.

Doing what she believed to be the best course of action Ven simply laid on the floor, looking up at Jessica with a pitiful expression whilst she carefully listened to what her dominator had to say. "Y-Yes.. Jessica.." Ven spoke out in response to her owner, fearful that she might accidentally say something angering to Jessica at any time.

Jessica's pet was responsive. Not only did she make herself low, she fully prostrated herself before her captor. Some of her other bitches had not been so compliant and it was nice to have someone who knew her place totally. Jessica pulled her jacket off and threw it towards the the little place to hang it up, not really caring if it stayed up or not. Her apartment was fairly clean for the first time in a thousand years.

"You should have never challenged me." Jessica bent down and grabbed a handful of that long beautiful hair. Despite how much she had been sweating, it still felt silky smooth in her rough hands. The Violent Violet turned to close and lock the door before dragging Ven by her hair into the bedroom.

She flicked the light on. This was the messiest room in the house by far. Her sheets were crumpled together in a heap on her bed and tons of her clothes were strewn about the floor. Roughly, she pulled Ven onto the bed. "What is your name?" Jessica demanded. One would think that the time and distance between the duo and the arena would assuage her adrenaline and anger but Jessica was still as angry as ever. Her muscles were flexing and her eyes were pure fire. The Silent Retribution was right to be afraid. Very very afraid.

Perhaps if Ven was her usual self she would not have been so obedient. In-fact if Ven was her normal self she might have already stood back up and attempted to restart the fight between her and Jessica. Unfortunately The Silent Retribution was far from herself. Never had she lost a match in such a humiliating way or been trapped in the ring with the sudden and unexplained inability to fight. And the emotional implications to losing a fight in such a horrific manner were still plaguing her mind with no signs of going away anytime soon.

"Eha!" Ven yelped briefly as she felt the stinging pain of Jessica carelessly tugging on her hair, doing her best to keep as close to The Violent Violet straight afterwards to try and lessen the pain which was resonating from her scalp, while doing as she had been ordered and only moving on her knees.

After they reached their destination and Jessica illuminated the room with the assistance of a light-switch Ven's feelings of fear increased further, not because she didn't recognise the room, but because she did, it was a bedroom. Once Jessica had aggressively yanked her up onto the bed Ven wasted no time before pushing her sorry face into the bottom bed-sheet, doing anything she could to try and hide herself from her captor. "V-Ven.." She mumbled quietly within the bed-sheet, trying her best to answer Jessica's question but quite apparently refusing to tell her owner her real name!

Wrong answer. Jessica raised her hand high in the air and brought it down on Ven's sweet rear. It was open handed as she didn't want to truly hurt this soul. No, she wanted to correct her. "While you're here, your name is slut." As far as Jessica was concerned Ven was her real name, and if it wasn't, Jessica wasn't curious in the slightest. Her blood was up and she was running high now and her mind had been completely pervaded by impure thoughts. Her captive's ass seemed ripe for the picking and Jessica gave Ven another smack.

"Get naked." Her voice was imperious, two octaves lower than what is usually was. The night was oh so young and filled to the brim with potential. Jessica wanted to wring every last bit of pleasure from it and she didn't particularly care that she was being a bit mean. Hell, that made the night slightly more fun. The Violent Violet pulled off her clothes with little grace and with great efficiency. After all, she had practiced it many times before.

Now came the fun part. Jessica's drawer was filled with all sorts of fun toys, but Jessica wanted to do something a little bit more personal. Ven had earned the human touch and that was exactly what Jessica sought to give her. She hopped on the bed, right beside the humiliated woman. "I will see your face." Jessica demanded.

As Jessica's hand smacked her rear Ven jumped a bit, she didn't expect the impact therefore it came as quite the surprise to her, however what didn't at all come as a surprise to her was the reason for it. She had gotten her name incorrect as for the night it was Slut, nothing more nothing less. Although the name was very degrading, at the very least it didn't seem like Jessica at all cared about finding out her actual name. It wasn't really the biggest relief but any comfort which Ven could currently get she would gladly accept. Only moments later Ven felt yet another stinging sensation ripple through her ass, causing her to briefly twitch yet again, at least thankful that Jessica wasn't hitting as hard as she probably could have been.

With Jessica giving her another command Ven wasted no time in fulfilling it. With a surprising amount of skill Ven began carefully removing her entire attire, managing to do it whilst keeping her face firmly nuzzled into the bed-sheets, still very reluctant to show it.

After Jessica gave her yet another order Ven actually hesitated. The last thing which she wanted to do was look up at Jessica, but unfortunately she didn't have much of a choice in the matter. Doing her best to fight her fear Ven would slowly turn herself around, finally removing her face from within the bed-sheets to look up at her captor with the same previous defeated expression.

There was something so satisfactory when a woman recognized her better. In the light of her bedroom, Jessica felt like a queen. Light was cast of her naked and beautiful form, and despite the absence of a few bruises Jessica was feeling sexy. Ven looked awfully sexy too with that beaten look upon her face and Jessica wanted to turn that frown upside down. In her own way of course.

The Violent Violet began caressing Ven's form. She loved the muscles she found underneath. They were so smooth and so firm, like a nice juicy steak. The hunger that was in Jessica's eyes was unmistakable. She stopped when she encountered both of Ven's breasts and gave her areolas a slight run around with her fingers. "I want to hear you say that you are my pet. I want to hear you say that you are an inferior woman." Jessica toyed with Ven's nipple a little bit.

Then her hands went south. She moved so that she was between Ven's naked legs and slowly moved down past Ven's belly button. "I want to hear you say that your body is mine to do with as I please." The real fun hadn't started yet. Jessica wanted to hear some sweet little words first. Then she would send Ven to the highest heaven there was.

If Jessica was feeling like a queen then it would indeed be very fair to say that Ven was feeling like a slave. Simply an object for the people above her to use as they see fit, no matter what her opinions on what she was being used for might be. Not only that but right now Ven was literally in Jessica's shadow, forced to constantly look up at the dominant woman through fear-filled eyes, far too afraid of the possible repercussions to turn her head away or close her eyes.

As her captor skilfully caressed her Ven couldn't help but become somewhat excited. Sure she might not have really wanted to be here underneath the victorious Violent Violet but she couldn't effectively fight against her body's natural behaviour. It was getting some good attention and as much as Ven might not have wanted it, her body was most certainly enjoying it.

"Mmm.." Ven hummed in an attempt to prevent herself from making any pleasured sounds, her face lighting up with a blush as Jessica's hand went down further, unable to prevent herself from turning her face away from her owner for a second, quickly realising that she wasn't allowed to do that before turning back. "I am your pet.. Therefore I am the inferior woman.. And that means my body is yours to do with as you please.." Ven managed to speak out nervously, barely managing to make her voice audible.

It was soft and sweet, but it was there. Audible confirmation of what Jessica had known in her heart for a long time. The incident at the AFW gym seemed like it happened a century ago then in the confines of her bedroom. Her dishonor then was nothing here and now. Jessica slipped her thumb over Ven's hood and looked at her with her head tilted a little. "You're goddamn right."

Now the party could truly begin. Among her lovers, Jessica had a bit of a reputation for being rough and fast but she slowed it down here. The Violent Violet had her prey for a whole week and she was in no rush at all. Her fingers were so long and had such experience after all. Jessica set the pace nice and slow to start off with.

Her eyes were intent on Ven. She wanted to see how the Silent Retribution would handle this opening salvo. She had responded nicely to Jessica's soft touches and she wanted that to continue. Yes, let your body take over. You aren't some arbiter of justice any more. You are my pet, and my pets cum like the sluts they are. Her eyes said what her tongue could not.

Even as she was stuck here in this defeated state Ven couldn't help but think back to the time she had confronted Jessica in the gym. She had managed to knock The Violent Violet out clean without much effort then, so why didn't she do the same in their match? Maybe she should have done some more training before she had gone after Jessica? Or perhaps some more research? Although she couldn't do anything about it now, Ven couldn't help but wonder.

"Mmmhuu..!" Ven started off moaning as Jessica employed the use of more skilful movements, managing to catch the pleasured sound before it really went anywhere, forced to firmly bite her lip to help prevent her from making any noise. Even in her beaten state Ven wasn't going to make this easy for Jessica. Not unless she demanded her to anyway. But where would the fun in that be?

"Hmmm..! Ven hummed nervously, already starting to have tremendous difficultly holding everything in as she attempted to cross her legs, much more out of natural instinct than outward defiance.