The Long Kiss Goodnight

Jessica had considered their little affair in the shower to be well and truly over. The Violent Violet had run out of things to say and things to do. The warm bed standing like guardian in her bedroom seemed so inviting, like a heavenly end to a heavenly day. Then she felt something hit the back of her head. It was wet and soft, and could only have been the towel. Which meant that Ven threw it at her. Which meant that Ven had to pay. Jessica wheeled around, her purple eyes glowing with fury. She had been disrespected before, but never like this. However, like all the other times she had been disrespected before, she was going to take care of it with all the strength she had at her disposal.

Wordlessly, she surged towards Ven with frightening speed. She seized the throat of Ven's naked and beautiful form and pushed her back against the wall of the shower. Jessica held her there, choking her and forcing her against the wall, and seethed. "If you ever even try shit like that again, I will break your neck." Jessica slapped Ven across the face with her free hand. "You do not get to do that shit with me." She seized Ven's exposed nipple and twisted it. It wasn't sensual or sexy or nice in any way. Jessica knew how to make things hurt, and she sure as hell tried to make it hurt now. "You are my bitch. Don't forget that."

Jessica let the chokehold up. She still held Ven against the wall. That is where she was in more than one sense. Jessica was like a wild animal when she wanted to be, and she always gave her opponents as little ground as she could force them on. But she wanted to hear Ven's assuredly whiny, pathetic answer.

The moment Jessica turned around and Ven caught sight of her terrifying, fury ignited eyes she froze on the spot, her eyes now wide with a facial expression which clearly read, 'did I really just do that?' It wasn't often that The Silent Retribution regretted things immediately after doing them, however this was a prime example of such a scenario. Her emotions had been all over the place for this entire evening but if she had just managed to keep them in check for a little bit longer things might have gone a bit smoother, but by the way her captor was looking at her, things had just transformed into anything but smooth.

"Ahh!" Ven yelped frightfully as Jessica suddenly shot at her like a truck with no breaks, wanting to try and dodge or avoid her somehow but lacking the ability to muster enough courage to spur any form of movement. With her extreme lack of avoidance within the blink of an eye Ven found herself being aggressively forced into the still wet wall, one of her captors hands firmly wrapped around her throat as she squirmed and wiggled, trying to get the hand off with absouloutely no degree of success. With the harsh slap Ven's face snapped to the side, her struggling dying down for a moment or so before quickly being revitalised by the agonizing nipple twisting, her hands frantically banging against the wall as she released a tortured cry, the defeated wailing echoing throughout the small confines of the bathroom.

As Jessica began to let up Ven's head limply dipped forwards, more fresh tears dribbling from her eyes as she miserably mumbled. "Mercy.."

Ven was almost too much. The tapping on the wall, the begging for mercy. The fear that flashed in her eyes was palpable as was the pain in her body. Jessica fed off of that and forced her even stronger against the wall. Ven's strong hand grasped at her own to try and pry it off, but Jessica was stronger. Her naked body was tense now and the fine musculature that formed her body looked impeccable in the light of her bathroom. She cocked her head to the side. Her long fingers were still tight around Ven's throat.

"Do you still imagine there is some dignity I will not rip from you? Do you still think there is some hell of pain I will not send you to?" Jessica sent her knee upwards between Ven's legs, hard. She then let go of Ven's throat so as not to knock her out. The Violent Violet took a step back to view what she had wrought, and it looked good. "Come." She demanded and she seized a few locks of Ven's luscious brown hair and dragged her to the bedroom.

The light was still on from earlier, and Jessica flung Ven onto the bed before rummaging through the nightstand. She produced a marker from it and climbed on top of Ven. Once again she pulled her hair, this time to ensure that her head would stay firmly against the sheets. In big black ink, the word 'slut' slowly formed across Ven's forehead. She then handed the marker to Ven. "I want you to write the words 'Jessica's bitch' on your body. It can be anywhere really, take your pick."

"N-No JessicAHHUU" Ven started off with a barely audible whimper which quickly manifested into a brief scream. The thundering pain of Jessica's knee attack sending a ripple of pure hurt through the taller woman's entire broken form as she collapsed to the ground with a subdued wet slapping sound, immediately forced to writhe as the beyond unpleasant feeling seemingly refused to leave her, desperately yet gently rubbing her womanhood with one hand in an attempt to silence the pain, trying to push herself up with her spare arm.

Not getting very far with her recovery attempt, Ven released a shriek when Jessica aggressively seized her hair, forcing pressure on her sensitive scalp as she was mercilessly dragged towards The Violent Violets bedroom, doing her best to try and follow as closely as possible to limit the pulling but unfortunately slipping a few times and accidentally strengthening the pain due to the bathroom floor still being somewhat wet from the previous steamy shower.

Once she was carelessly tossed onto the bed Ven remained still, alike an animal who was trying to play dead out of fear of being torn to bloody shreds. Even as Jessica dominantly mounted her and began scrolling insulting profanity across her forehead, all The Silent Retribution did was gently squirm, she had firmly felt what defiance would lead to, and she didn't intend on feeling it again. As she was handed the marker Ven timidly took it from her captor, immediately doing as she had been asked and scrawling the words 'Jessica's bitch' on her left arm, making sure to do so in big bold letters as not to disappoint the dangerous woman.

A flip had been switched in Jessica. When Ven threw that towel at her, all bets were called off. A knee to the crotch would have been entirely uncalled for in other circumstances but Jessica knew it was appropriate here. She wasn’t going to let anyone disrespect her like that, let alone someone as servile as Ven. The Silent Retribution’s very loud disrespect had given her a second wind and Jessica was going to ride it wherever it would go. Those sorts of places would be dark, even for Jessica, but she knew the payoff would be nice and humiliating for the woman.

Jessica appraised her captive. Forcing her to mark herself as her little slut was nice, but it was not good enough. “No, not good enough.” She unmounted her captive and flipped her over. Jessica seized the marker from Ven’s hand and began writing once again, this time on that lovely little bubble butt. Her handwriting was awful, but on a canvas as beautiful as Ven’s sweet ass anything would have been lovely. In this case that anything was the word ‘whore’ written in large looping letters across Ven’s derriere. She signed her work on Ven’s right cheek and gave it a little pat when she was done.

“Well it looks pretty. But how about we christen it.” Her voice dripped with angry intent. She got off of Ven and rolled over. After shuffling over to her nightstand she produced a strap on and a length of rope. Moving quickly, she tied Ven’s arms to the head board while the taller girl was still faced downwards. She pulled the strap-on up to her hips and quickly ensured that it would not slide off of her when she was performing her grim duties. “We can’t go in dry, though, can we?” Jessica moved Ven so that she was face down ass up and Ven was on her knees. She traced her finger up the inside of Ven’s thigh, just to see what sort of response she would get.

When Jessica declared that what Ven had done was not good enough The Silent Retribution could almost hear the terrifying words echoing through her head. The little slave had failed her master and was now most likely going to be punished for it, the previously proud wrestler just couldn't comprehend how she had managed to fall so far. After this horrible state of affairs Ven truthfully didn't know what she was going to do. Sure she was going to continue wrestling, but undoubtedly she would bump into The Violent Violet, and when she did, she wouldn't have any idea about what to do except for break down into a useless mess of fears.

"Hmfff.. Huuhh.." Ven whimpered helplessly as the marker pen was aggressively seized from her hand and swiftly used to scribble profanity on an area which she usually put a lot of effort into covering up from view. From the rough scrawling which she could feel vandalising her rear end Ven had a pretty good idea of what her captor was writing, all she could hope for is that the pen Jessica was using to write wasn't permanent, as she would most certainly rather not be forced to walk around public with the word 'Slut' plastered across her forehead. It also wouldn't do her confidence much good to have the other scrawlings stuck on her leg and ass for when she wrestled against others.

"Huh?! N-No Jessica!! P-Please we don't have to do that!! I didn't mean it before!!" Ven mewled frantically in reply to Jessica's threatening statement, trying to escape but having absouloutely no success before her arms were tied to the headboard of the bed, further limiting her movements as she pulled against the tight restraints in panic, having spied on exactly what Jessica had pulled out of the nightstand and not having any enthusiasm for where she knew it would be going. "J-Jessica stop!!" Ven pleaded as the finger was moved up the inside of her thigh, more fear filling the taller girls expression as her womanhood instinctively responded by moistening up a bit.

If something like this happened to Jessica, she would never be the same. How could a woman possibly hold her head high after these continued degradations? In the ring they were supposedly equals, but here there was no question as to who was whose better. The words slut on Ven's tight rear expressed everything that Jessica could not with her own words. Apparently nothing she had vocalized had actually sunk in, at least not from what she could tell. Her quarry had no escape no and a fire lit in Jessica's belly. This was not going to be love making, or even fucking: this was going to be punishment.

She got herself into position and put her hands on Ven's lovely hips. Under her strong hands they were so supple and pleasant. The Violent Violet had the luxury of feeling them as many times as she wanted during the remainder of Ven's captivity but here and now it just felt so pure. Ven couldn't even see her- Jessica made sure she saw the implement of her degradation, but she could not actually witness the event that was about to take place. Jessica sent the Silent Retribution's rear a solid smack before plunging her toy into Ven's nethers.

The Violent Violet wanted to see how deep she could go at first. The first few strokes came not with passion but with hatred and scorn. She was going quickly and with abandon- this was not some scene for a smutty novel. This was a scene for only the most hardcore of porn fans. Jessica channeled all of her disgust for the woman in front of her into her quick movements with her hips. She guided Ven's own hips back using her strong arms as she glowered at the woman's back.

"Uaaaahhhh~!!" Ven screamed out with a mixture of emotions as her body wasn't quite sure exactly how to respond to everything which it had so suddenly been faced with at once. The stinging pain of the slap to the ass making the taller woman want to cry out in distress while the toy so quickly being driven deep inside of her made The Silent Retribution want to release an oddly fearful moan of pure ecstasy. The resulting sound which resonated from the girl in the end was beautiful all on it's own, perfectly displaying what the previously dominant wrestler was going through both physically and mentally in one loud mess of sound.

"J-Jessicaaa~!! Y-You're~!! G-Going~!! T-Too~!! Ahhaaaaahh~!!" Ven barely managed to stutter out a few audible words before Jessica's vigorous actions forced her to release another loud cry for mercy. The captive girls hands tightly grasping at the ropes in an attempt to give her something to try and relive the pressure of what was happening. The taller woman also pushing her face into the bed in both an attempt to hide it away from her captor and prevent her screams of ecstasy from being heard.

Although Ven had been with both female and male partners in the past, neither gender had ever done anything like this with her. Despite her height Ven was actually rather the vanilla person when it came to acts in the bedroom. Simple sex between two people was always nice and acted as a great bonding tool, truly showing that both parties properly trusted and respected one another. But what The Violent Violet was doing was different, there was no love or trust, only endless rage and scorching flames.

Jessica wasn't a nice girl. There was little that she did which could be considered traditionally feminine. She drank like a fish and swore like a sailor. Other women did what they could in the gym to make themselves smaller, while Jessica did everything she could to make herself stronger. Those long hours paid off earlier in the ring in that she won and they paid off now in the confines of Jessica's room. Her hips thrust deeply into Ven as she drove her toy further and further. Some words fell out of Ven's mouth but Jessica honestly didn't care what they were.

The Violent Violet cared about very little at the moment. Something had triggered this outburst of sexual aggression, she was sure of it, but at that minute Jessica honestly couldn't put her finger on what it was. The raw and primal act put Jessica in an emotional state and she was taking all of her feelings out on Ven. Half the fun of it was that there was no fun in it- this was purely an act to degrade her sex partner and Jessica derived no physical pleasure from it. The mental pleasure, however, was immense: every single hip thrust felt like a sign of submission to Jessica.

And submission she would hope to get. Jessica grabbed a fistful of Ven's long hair to use as a handle by which she could thrust harder and deeper. She would not let her reckon her fate face down to the sheets, no. The Silent Retribution would moan and scream and show her pleasure and Jessica would hear it.

"Haaaahhh!!~" Ven whined in a defeated manner with the same strange mixture of pain and pleasure as before. Jessica seemingly refusing to let her hide herself away as Ven felt the distinctive stinging feeling of someone aggressively yanking her hair, now unable to do much but stare in awe at the very same headboard which she was tied to, another deep wave of shame washing over her as she just remained trapped, simply allowing herself to be mercilessly fucked by her unnecessarily cruel captor.

"Maaaa!!~ S-Stooooop!!~" Ven squealed as she found herself already drawing close to climax. The pure rage and intensity of the situation apparently being far too much for her to take as her womanhood began to leak with profuse amounts of warm liquid, her humiliated face brightening up even further as she desperately pulled against her tightly done restraints, wanting nothing more right now than to escape from yet another destructive orgasm.