Debauched Villany

Sabine had been busy in the 30 minute break while she awaited the Virgin Killer's arrival, re-making the bed to make it look like that she hadn't already taken it out for a test-drive, adjusting her lingerie to be as sultry as possible even in the low lighting, and making sure that the one-woman audience was as comfortable as possible.


"Aaaand there~!" the Brazilian deviant chimed as she put the finishing touches to Mariah's predicament. It hadn't taken too long to find a cross to tie the blonde too even if the purple haired woman had to adjust it so that the American could lie against it comfortably while she restrained the woman's arms and legs without hurting her, even passing a small dial into her left hand with a wire leading all the way down into her tight black bottoms. No prizes for guessing what it was for, especially not after Sabine had taken the time to test it between the two "Are you feeling okay?" She asked sweetly, brushing the blonde locks before her Amazon wife made her entrance. 

"Hello~" she purred in the darkness, cat like eyes taking in the full figure of Bubbles Burste, "I see you received my challenge..."

And there was Sabine. The woman was hard to miss, really. Bubbles had more than her fair share of dalliances with Brazilians in her day, but this one was especially luscious - hot, dark skin, a firm but voluptuous body. Small, but fit. Glowing eyes and an exotic hair color to match. She seemed to radiate eroticism in a way that Bubbles had seldom seen in other wrestlers.

Plus, she had her wife strapped and hooked up. Couldn’t ignore that.

Not entirely sure how to approach all of this, Bubbles looked from her wife to Sabine than back to her wife again. She looked okay - haggard, but no worse for the wear. ”Babe?” She took a couple of cautious steps forward. ”You all right?”

Mariah let out  a long, breathless sigh, so hot and heavy that Bubbles swore she could feel it from across the room. ”Never…” She gasped. ”Never been better.”

With a raised eyebrow, she turned her attention back to Sabine and started to step towards her, showing off the staggering difference in height between them. ”Oh, yeah, I got your challenge.” Her tongue darted out across her lips, a quick lick, as she looked the blazing Brazilian over at close range. ”Sure you can handle me? I’m a tall drink to swallow.”

Sabine chuckled as she sensually strutted her way to the bed, lounging across the mattress as she beckoned the amazon to her. "Hmmm..." she theatrically pondered, taking every opportunity to eat up the eye candy that was Bubbles, "I'm not sure if I can~" the purple haired vixen pouted before her wicked grin made a quick comeback "but there's only one way we can tell that, isn't there?" she purred before kicking off the bed, landing in a crouched position a few steps away from the ebony American, ready to pounce at a moments notice.

"I should tell you the rules first, make this more official than a fun weekend." The Brazilian announced, licking her lips. "The lovely Mariah is my prisoner, and you don't get to free her until you send me to a sweet sleep~" she declared "Make me scream your name, make me ruin the sheets, then knock me out... not to hard for someone so strong, is it?" Sabine asked sweetly, "Although if you lose... if I'm the one you can't handle... then we get to do this all week... minus you being able to fight back of course..."

When Bubbles woke up this morning, she couldn’t have guessed that, before the day was over, her wife would be kidnapped by a seductress in an attempt to force her into a private, steamy match with a week’s worth of freedom hanging in the balance. However, now that she found herself in that very situation, she couldn’t say she was complaining. Life could be very sweet, sometimes.

Bubbles rubbed her chin as Sabine spoke, looking down at the hungry jungle cat before her. Sabine certainly painted a pretty picture, one that gave her a no-lose scenario. While she loved winning and dominating her opponents inside and outside the ring, the idea of having a sexual demoness like this ravaging her body all weekend...well, Bubbles got a tingle just contemplating it. Maybe she didn’t agree with the method, but she could complain too much on the results.

”All right.” She nodded, once, to put her silent seal on the deal. ”Though, full disclaimer: if I win, I’m letting Mariah have your body for at least one whole day. She can be pretty vengeful when she wants to be…”

With that warning and a crooked grin, Bubbles lowered her stance, raised her arms and began to slowly move forward, advancing like a mighty glacier towards Sabine.

Everything had worked out just as planned for the dancing succubi, it was good to see some people be so understanding when it came to playing the Brazilian beauty's games with her  "Aww don't say that..." Sabine pouted as she circled around the amazon, trying to fit her foe between her and the luxurious mattress "You're going to make me want to give up now~" the purple haired vixen purred before pouncing. While it was tempting to jump into Bubbles' waiting arms, let herself feel the full 'wrath' of a Bubbles Cuddle, this was technically an official match and there was the prize of a week with the loving couple in the balance. So instead she looked to dive past the Virgin killer and wrap around into a waist lock, letting her breasts not-so-subtly press up against the American's muscled back,

Bubbles was all smiles on the outside. On the inside...she was still all smiles, but she was focused, too. While she wasn’t known for her technique and grace, it was nigh impossible to wrestle as long as she had without picking up on it in others. She could tell right away, with just watching Sabine move - this one was good. Very good.

Also, she took the time to check out the succubus’ tits. Lovely pair, and she was finding it hard to not think about how they’d feel once her lips got to press against them…

She wasn’t given long to enjoy that tasty morsel of a thought. Sabine struck out like a vicious viper, weaving around her larger opponent’s form with ease and getting behind the Virgin Killer before she could think about avoiding it. Hands came up around her, swift and sure, and the waist lock was hooked without a problem.

There were a number of things Bubbles could’ve done to escape, but she didn’t do any of them. Instead, she was chose to see where this would go - while enjoying the moment, obviously. ”Wow, we are eager!” She reached behind and got herself a handful of Sabine’s ass, digging deep in the succulent flesh. At the same time, she thrusted her hips back and ran the curve of her own fine behind against Sabine’s lap, testing how she handled a sensual assault right away. Feeling her out - figuratively and literally.

The advantages of being a smaller grappler in a federation with a increasing number of deviant amazons, they'd all have to look down at the Brazilian's breasts whenever they 'fought' "Every second waiting seems too long..." Sabine purred from behind, letting her whole body rub up against the American's smooth muscles, how simple it would be to just let her hands wonder that little bit lower. "Oh!~" she let out when Bubbles launched into her counter attack.

The size difference between the two meant that Sabine had to hang on a lot tighter for the bump and grind than she would have done for Mariah, the purple haired vixen almost getting lifted off her feet as Bubbles pushed back into her lap, a pressure that Sabine was only happy to meet, pressing her own hips forward. It might not have been the most productive turn for the succubi but she was still feeling as though she was getting the better out of this deal.

Oh, Bubbles had stumbled onto a rare one, here. She could tell that right away, as Sabine held on while she thrusted back, not seeming the least bit intimidated. Most women would want Bubbles to take it slow, perhaps be a tad daunted with all of her, but this one seemed so eager, so taken by the challenge. Bubbles could wait to get her on the bed and start tearing into her…

...but this was a match. She would have to work for her meal. Not a problem - if anything, the extra effort would make her appreciate it all the more.

As much as she loved the feeling of Sabine on her back, she had to cut it short, and she did so in a gruff way. She ducked down, reached over her shoulder to grab the Brazilian by the head, and yanked her hard, tossing over with a snapmare. Not the most revolutionary move, but it would be extra unpleasant on the floor, and it would open her up to so many options.

Sabine had been expecting to get roughed up at least a little bit, while from what Mariah had said before the sexual giantess could be gentle, but the Brazilian's set up shenanigans had probably waived away her right to ask the dark skinned amazon to treat her softer and nowhere was that more aparent than when Bubbles yanked her over head and gave Sabine a quick feel for both how thin the carpet was and how strong she could be. 

The purple haired vixen let out a low moan of pain as she was left looking up at Bubbles, a pout forming on her lips as she put on her best puppy dog eyes to protest her treatment, knowing full well it was only going to push the American to go further.

It hurt Bubbles to do that to Sabine.

Not literally, of course. The succubus was many thing, clearly, but ‘heavy’ wasn’t even close to one. She was able to flip her over with ease, as if the full-bodied beauty wasn’t nothing more than a mere child.

No, what hurt her was having to harm that beautiful body, and the little pout that came on her lips afterward, looking up at her with eyes that were somehow equally cute and sexy. She wouldn’t lie, she wanted to do some things with those lips, but this was a match, and she never got so carried away that she forgot her ultimate goal was to win.

So. A compromise.

Bubbles reached down, gave Sabine’s breast a tight squeeze, and pushed her hard into the floor, leaning down on her to really pour on the pressure. At the same time, she brought her head down for an upside down kiss, seizing those pouting lips with her own hungry ones. A mouth like that needed to be kissed, after all.