Debauched Villany

Sabine was no stranger to having her breasts pawed at and punished for her naughty behaviour, but Bubbles took it a step beyond with the strength behind her squeeze. Letting out a high squeak as she was mercilessly milked by the towering American, she found it suddenly very hard to breathe while Bubbles was pressing down on her, making sure there was no where to get any more air by sealing it with a deep kiss between the dark skinned beauties, one that the Brazilian was only happy to meet... for now.

Sabine’s experience shined through as the two nymphomaniacs locked lips and dueled with their tongue, swapping copious amounts of spit between their mouths. Bubbles was more used to her partners getting lost in the moment, not being to able to keep up with her lovemaking, and she’d grown used to slowing things down as needs be.

None of that here, though. Bubbles licked, Sabine sucked. She groped away at those hot breasts, and the Dancing Succubus eagerly accepted her touch. Just touching this woman made her hungry, made her wanted to use that bed for so many things.

But this was a match. Had to keep that in mind.  Business came before pleasure, even when that business was pleasure.

She gave Sabine bottom lip a sharp bite, then wrapped an arm around her neck and stood up, holding her close as she rose. ”So, tell me.” She whispered husky words into Sabine’s ear. ”Am I measuring up to your expectations so far?”

While the dancing succubi could meet the American in a tongue duel, she was still powerless to be picked up and carried around by the amazon's embrace. "Mmm, more~" Sabine moaned as Bubbles whispered words into her ear, her eyes closed in bliss as she pressed herself tightly to the muscled form of her opponent "You're going to make me go all serious on you Bubbles..." she purred through a pout "I don't want to disappoint you, not after all the hard work I did to invite you here~" the purple haired vixen let out before springing into action, slipping through the blonde's grasp as though she was coated with oil before tangling her legs with Bubbles' in an attempt to trip her down to the floor with a drop toe hold.

Huh. Bubbles had been wondering why they called her the ‘Dancing Succubi’, and she got her answer in grand style.

She’d been lifting Sabine up, keeping her close while she figured out what to do next. Typically, this would be the point in a match where she would throw her opponent into a corner and work her over in the confined space, humping them into sweaty submission or flinging them across the ring or even getting in some Stinkface action. All fun ideas, but they tended to work better in a ring. Here, she had the bed to work with, and that could open up some rather enticing options…

But those options would have to wait, or at least she wouldn’t be the one to kick them off. Sabine’s skills came on full display as she slithered her way out of Bubbles’ grasp, tangled up her legs, and sent the Virgin Killer toppling forward like a fall tree. She flopped hard on the floor, her breasts taking most of the impact, and she wasn’t quick to get back up. Bubbles wasn't’ that much heart by the move, but it had thrown her equilibrium for a loop, and she  needed a hot second to gather herself.

As the amazon hit the floor Sabine was already showing what she was capable off before the two dark skinned beauties even got on the mattress, smoothly pushing herself up into a picture perfect handstand straight from the floor, before she fell ass first onto the big Blonde's spine, letting her feel the pressure on the floor while the Brazilian got herself adjusted, wiggling her hips along Bubble's muscular back as she stretched out, purring like a cat who'd found its new favourite seat.

Bubbles was willing to admit, this was not a high point of her career, getting dropped so easily by the simplest of things. It was a testament to Sabine’s skill, but nothing she couldn’t overcome. She would just push up back to her feet, corner the nimble beauty, and then-

The Virgin Killer had just begun to think up some particularly interesting possibilities, when Sabine’s butt came crashing down on her back. It was a fine ass, smooth and supple, tempting and tasty, and she wouldn’t have even minded Sabine planting it on her back - if not for all the pain that had come along with it.

Hissing, Bubbles had to stay on the floor for the moment, writing as Sabine stretched about on top of her. The woman knew how to assert dominance, Bubbles would give her that much.

”How good do I feel?” Bubbles chuckled and started to push her way back up, slow and sure. ”Enjoying the seat?”

Sabine took her sweet time upon her foe's back, enjoying the feeling on the palms of her hands and the soles of her feet rubbing along the muscled goddess underneath her, "Hmmm... I can think of a few better seats tonight... good thing you get to be a part of them too~" the purple haired vixen teased back before she felt her comfortable position start to be undermined by Bubble's plans to get up. "Don't you want to be comfortable too?" the Brazilian asked before she moved to stop her foe from rising.

Taking advantage of her flexibility, she looped her legs underneath the big woman's arms and pulled them back so they would cross over behind the amazon's head. A lotus lock while sitting in a lotus position. "Stay a while, and tell me all the things you'd do to me if you could still move your arms."

Sabine wasn’t nearly as powerfully built as Bubbles...above the waist.

Below the waist might have been a bit of a different story altogether. She’d only started to push her way back up when she felt two anacondas disguised as scrumptious legs wrapping around her arms, crossing behind her arms, pulling her shoulders tight together, and…

”What, what-” Even with Bubbles’ strength, there was precious little she could do from this position, and she wound up with her face on the floor and Sabine on her back, trapped in the tight position. The feel of Sabine’s ass on her upper back wasn’t enough of a consolation to make up for it.

Oh well. It was just her, Sabine, and her extremely-fucked wife, so no worries. She might as well give Sabine what she wanted.

”First,” She shifted a bit, getting as comfortable as one could hope to be in such a position. ”I’m going to wrap my arms around your head, pull your face into my breasts, and smother you. Not smother you out, mind you. I’ll pull you in, then pull you out, then pull you in again. Over and over and over. Bringing you right to the edge, then dragging you back again. After that, I think I’ll hit your with a few suplexes to make sure you're nice and pliant and not just playing dead on me, and from there we’ll do away with the clothes. Taking mine off. Ripping yours off.”

Despite the pain, Bubbles couldn’t resist shivering at the thought.

”Then I’m take you by the head, driving your face into Mariah’s pussy, and humping the back of your head while you pleasure her - and once you’re done with her, you're turning around and doing me next.” Bubbles managed to turn her head just enough to let Sabine see the wicked glare in her eye. ”That’s the plan, so far. Though, full disclosure, I tend to improvise more often than not when it comes to sex. Good sex. Your turn.”

"Mmmm..." Sabine hummed as Bubbles laid out her plan to turn the sultry Brazilian into the couple's personal sex toy, and that was before the American's had her for the weekend. It almost made the Dancing Succubi release her grip and let the big Bubbles go to work, but no, it would be so much sweeter for the amazon if she earned Sabine's humiliation instead of the purple haired vixen just capitulating to her perverted plans. "What do to... what to do..." she pondered as she rolled to the side, forcing Bubbles to sit up with her arms still stuck in between Sabine's legs while she got to laze on the carpet as she dreamed up her counter proposal.

"It'll all be about getting you nice and comfortable~" Sabine purred, fully aware at the discomfort her hold was causing "Stretching you out first so you're nice and limber, slowly sliding off those clothes... spreading your legs niiice and wide, perfect for teasing you, driving you crazy with lust before I well... how do you feel about toys?" the purple haired woman asked innocently. "Mariah enjoyed them at least, and you seem to be of one mind when it comes to pleasure..."

Bubbles was laying on the floor, her arms secured by one of the sexiest women in the AFW, perhaps in all of wrestling. Her wife was strung up, watching over them with fatigued eyes, driven into a sex-induced stupor. She and this succubus were having just the loveliest little chat about what they were going to do each other and the unspeakable acts of raw sexuality they’d commit.

Good God, Bubbles should’ve came to the AFW years ago. This place was Lesbian Valhalla.

Still, she wanted to enjoy herself and take in more of Sabine’s sublime body, which meant standing up again, which meant she’d have to do something about the sexy monkey on her back. ”Toys? Not against them. But I’m of the belief that the human body is a good enough toy all by itself.”

As if to prove her point, Bubbles took a deep breath and slid her legs forward, slowly - slowly - starting to rise up. With her back still bent forward, she planted one foot on the floor and began to push up, straining every inch of the way, summoning every bit of her considerable power.