Bungling catburglar Helena Miyagi meets secretary Tessa Price

Noticing Tessa's shakiness, Helena decided that this would be a good opportunity to go for her finisher, the Fashion Figure, so that she could make her escape. First, Helena would attempt to use her legs to trip Tessa to the floor, where she would grab Tessa's legs, and attempt to flip Tessa over into a modified Figure-4 leglock.

Shaky knees would have probably been the least problem of the Blonde, the table would have held her up to a certain point. Funny enough she would soon be freed of this little situation.

“...whooaaaa...”
She moaned when falling backward under the pressure of Helenas legs, bouncing once before she laid spread eagled on the floor, breathing heavily in lust and anticipation.
“Mmhh, whatever you do, do it...now...”
She hushed before getting turned on the front. Her legs were twitching a little before they got bend and she was put into a rather mildly figure four, at least for the moment while she already could feel the touch of the stocking on her bare sex.

With Tessa's legs firmly rapped in Helena's modified Figure-4 leglock, Helena would begin to apply her finisher, the "Fashion Figure."  Rubbing her stocking foot against Tessa's pussy, Helena would begin pumping her stocking toes in and out of Tessa's pussy, as she would slowly amp up the pressure on Tessa's legs.  With her fingers, Helena would lightly tickle Tessa's stocking legs, focusing on her thighs and behind her knees.

"Ummm, feels so good, yet hurts so bad, doesn't it?"  teased Helena with a cute yet devilish smile.  "So which is it?  Will you cry for me, laugh for me, or cum for me?"

Up and down, that was the ride that Tessa had experienced up so far. At first things went according to plan , but then she had taken a quite sexy offensive phase, and now she had once again found herself under the best of pressures with lustful groans which were only then and when interrupted when the pain got too intense.

“I won´t...AH!”
The answer which she had in mind that she would not quit quickly slipped away as she was mentally shoved around between the two stimulations. Her hand slapped repeatedly on the ground while the leftovers of her clothes moved up and down in the rhythm of the hold and her own movement. Unable to move her legs, she would unconsciously bend her upper body in the direction of the side she was slapping her hand on, but was stopped quickly by a rapidly approaching orgasm that had build up slowly over the last minutes.

Seeing that Tessa was just about to orgasm, Helena would ramp up the tickling, as she would viciously tickle Tessa's stocking foot and toes. She wasn't sure whether this stimulation would make Tessa more or less likely to orgasm, but she figured the results would be fun to watch regardless.

Short breaths that were only sometimes disrupted by a hissing sound when a strain of pain shoot through the constant stimulation of her womanhood which was already soaking wet. Training excessively made her no stranger to pain, so it was easier to *endure* if you could use this word in that context than the sweet woes of pleasure.

Among the squishing sound of the toes going in and out of her sex, the body of the blonde could not hold out any longer and would further wet the floor and the foot of Helena with her juices, her fingers clawed into the carpet while her mouth gaped open in a silent scream before her body went limp and her wheezing pants showed how much of a turn on it had been for her.
“Ah..hm...oh...”

"And cut, that's a wrap!" said the director and camera crew, who had impressively managed to remain generally invisible throughout the scene. "Great work, ladies!"

Helena was shocked at how much it turned her on to watch Tessa explode in orgasmic pleasure. Helena herself felt a strong stirring in her erogenous zones, and knew it wouldn't take much more to put her over the edge, although Tessa, for her part, appeared to be completely spent, if her wheezing gasps and pants were any indication.

Releasing Tessa from the Figure-4 leg-hold, Helena would give the other girl a tight hug, and would whisper seductively in her ear:
"Hey, gorgeous, that was pretty amazing for me, too. Anytime you want to have a rematch and get some revenge, just let me know..."