Tasha and Suyou

Tasha carried a nude and beaten Suyou into her room, and threw her down onto her bed. The room itself was really nice, red walls, a large wooden bed with a canopy taking up the majority of the room, a couple wooden dressers, a closet, a big mirror, all in all the room looked quite expensive, the bed especially.

"Welcome to my quarters." She smiled, walking over to lock the door.

Suyou was only half conscious when she was taken into Tasha's room. She was still recovering from sexual and physical torture she had been subjected to in their match. Much of her concentration came back when she was thrown onto the bed, however, and she blinked tiredly to take in her surroundings.

"Am I supposed to be impressed?" she muttered stubbornly.

Tasha smiled, putting her fists on her hips.

"I'm going to make this simple for you. This night can go two different ways: It can go pleasant, or unpleasant. It all depends solely on your behavior. So... how do you want this night to go?" She asked her.

Suyou glared defiantly up at at Tasha. All her life she had got what she wanted, whether it was through force or her seductive nature. And now she was suddenly thrust into a situation where she was the one being taken advantage of. So it wasn't just her playing hard to get when she said "Fuck you."

Tasha's eyes flashed at the threat, and chuckled a little. "That will be the general idea, yes." She grinned, and unlatched her bull whip she had fastened to the hip of her thong, and let it uncoil. She didn't bind her down with anything yet, but she cracked the whip at Suyou, aiming for it to snap right over her gut.

"That's just a lovetap compared to the kind of pain I can inflict on you here... now... last chance... are you going to be a good girl, or a bad girl?"

SNAP

"AHH!!" Suyou cried. The whip struck her tender flesh hard. She was slightly perturbed when Tasha had brought the wip out, uncertain whether she would actually use it. Now a red mark began to form on her taut stomach. Suyou wouldn't deny it hurt, but she wouldn't let this woman play with her.

"Go to hell!!"

Tasha's eyes flashed, and she reached into her cloak, pulling out 4 pairs of handcuffs. "Have it your way." She smirked, and started to crawl towards her, trying to straddle her stomach and chain her arms to each bedpost., and then would continue on with her legs.

Suyou's eyes widened in horror when Tasha revealed the handcuffs, and immediately feared the worst. When Tasha mounted her she started struggling with all she had. "No! Get off! I won't let you!" In her desperation she tried to punch Tasha across the jaw.

Tasha's friendly expression suddenly grew cold, reaching down for Suyou's hair and backhanded her face HARD.

"Pipe down!" She hissed down at her, the look in her eyes looking frozen and fridgid now.

"You had your chance. Now you live with the consequences." She growled, trying to handcuff her arms to the bed again.

"Ahh!!" Suyou cried when she was grabbed by the hair, and was then silenced when she took the backhand. The blow all but knocked her out completely, and she lay limp groaning in pain, easy to attatch the handcuffs now.