Debauched Villany

"Eeep!" Sabine let out as she was swung upside down into the air, the Brazilian was expecting/hoping to be bridal carried for the 2 feet towards the bed before being tossed down on to the mattress for the first spring groan of the impromptu contest, not dropped chest-first! The recoil of the springs hurt.

Flopping out of the dent Bubbles had made, Sabine was back to lying on her back feeling very dizzy while the big woman loomed over her, no doubt the American amazon was waiting for her top stop moving before she pounced and squished the purple haired vixen between the sheets and her body. While there was fun to be had in letting the blonde rough her up, it was time to strike back. Using the extra height being on the bed instead of the floor gave her, Sabine rolled onto her shoulders and sent her legs back: looking to catch the still standing Bubbles in between her smooth thighs with a tight headscissors before pulling the big woman down to the duvet.

Up she went and down she came. Bubbles probably didn’t need to put in nearly as much force as she did with Sabine, slamming her into the mattress so hard that the floor shuddered and the bed whined, the metal starting to give under the pressure. It was sturdy, made for combat, but of a much lighter variety than Bubbles was capable of as a norm. Tonight, this bed would be put to the test, and she wasn’t too optimistic about its chances of survival.

She intended to hammer Sabine into these sheets, and she was just about to start on that, too - when those svelte legs of her reached and snagged her head, putting on a tight headscissor. Bubbles gasped as the tight constriction came down around her neck, closing tight, cutting off her attempts to breath...but she couldn’t complain about the view.

In fact, while she was here, she might as well make the most of it. She pushed forward instead of pulling away, licking at Sabine’s pussy, giving her a little pleasure in exchange for the pain.

Even with her head tight in a chocolate vice Bubbles was still a dangerous foe to face, the amazon taking the time to give Sabine a preview through her lacy panties of what awaited the dancing succubi while the purple haired vixen was left to moan as she guided the powerful American down to the matress with her, reaching back to pull Bubbles in tighter as she coiled her legs in an attempt to make sure the blonde wasn't getting away from what she'd started until she'd finished. "Mmmm~" the Brazilian purred, flashing her eyes up to the bound Mariah "You are sooo lucky to get this woman~ so attentive." She cooed.

Mariah, who’d recovered enough from her sex-induced to appreciate the display before her, only nodded at Sabine’s observation. ”Oh, you have no idea.”

That brought a smile to Bubbles’ face, and she had a nice, deep chuckle into Sabine’s pussy, as she continued to drive the succubus wild with her tongue. Her foe pulled her in tight, as if she were trying to make sure she didn’t escape. There was no need for that, really. There was no way she’d abandon a pussy this delicious, this succulent, this satisfying.

But that didn’t mean she wasn’t going to attack. This was still a match, after all. A fact she had no forgotten.

Bubbles gripped Sabine’s tight and suddenly stood up, lifting Sabine up on her shoulders. She held her aloft for a moment, proudly displaying her strength, before she fell forward and drove the sex fiend into the mattress with all her weight behind the blow, hammering her into the bed at full power.

A heavy move. Devastating. But, through it all, Bubbles didn’t stop licking Sabine’s pussy, not even for a single instant.

Sabine was just getting comfortable with her elbows propped up on the covers, an amazon firmly between her thighs doing all she could to send the dancing succubi to heaven. Her eyelids were starting to droop before the big busty blonde made her move, scooping the purple haired vixen up into the air and hanging her upside down for a brief moment. Before the Brazilian could let out a charming comment Bubbles dove forward, neatly squishing the Succubi between the matress and the amazon's frame.

Her legs split apart, freeing the blonde and dropping limp on the bedspread as she was once again left completely at the mercy of the dominant giantess pressing down on top of her. Still, as she gasped for the small amount of air between the sheets and Bubbles' abs while the American continued her remorseless devouring, there were much worse fates to suffer.

Bubbles was a lioness in the Savannah, hunched over her fallen prey. The gazelle had put up a good chase, tried her out like few could, but this was the inevitable end of it all. When she was hungry, there was just no stopping her from the meal.

And Sabine was a tasty dish, indeed. With those legs uncoiled from her neck, Bubbles had enough time to take deep breaths and look her over, marvel at the svelte form of the woman before her. This was such a rare beauty. How many men and women would’ve loved to be in the position she found herself in, with such a form before them and nothing to stop their desires.

She had to make the most of this. But first, she needed to knock more fight out of Sabine. The weaker she was, the more fun she could have without worrying about retaliation.

Bubbles was quick to crawl over the bed and press her giant form all over the succubus’ body, using her full weight to keep her pinned. It meant moving her tongue had to leave its heavenly duties, but she gave Sabine a fitting replacement when she slid her leg into place, rubbing her thigh against her pussy to keep her stimulated.

How long she would be able to enjoy that was up for debate, though. ”Time for your punishment.” Bubbles’ wrapped her arms around Sabine’s head and attempted to pull it deep into the cleft of her breasts, bringing the dancing succubus into a world devoid of light and air, a world of nothing but flesh and carnal desires.

Sabine could do little but moan as the Amazon moved into position on top of her, leaving the dancing succubi putty in Bubbles' hands and hips. But before the pleasure could begin anew, the Blonde decided that being thrown around and squished like a pillow was not sufficient suffering for Sabine, pulling the Brazilian deep into her chest and hugging her in tightly.

Now it was Sabine's turn to be denied air, and much like her larger counterpart, all she had to fight back was with her tongue. Flicking away the beads of sweat running down the amazon's cleavage, dotting her impressive breasts with little bites and kisses while she tried to steal as much air as she could from her prison of flesh.

Bubbles always loved having a body wriggling beneath, but she had to admit, there was something special about Sabine’s. The way it wriggled, those delicious curves struggling against her hardened body, fighting for even a single gasp of air - exquisite. Simply divine. And, to Sabine’s eternal credit, she did more the simply struggle.

[color:2da7=0099ff]“Oh, my.” She sighed, a deep, drawn out breath, as Sabine put that talented tongue of hers to good use and worshipped her breasts, sucking and nipping away. Each lick brought a shudder from her bountiful body, and she couldn’t resist the urge to thrust their hips together, humping away at her for and forcing their sexes to kiss.

It was lewd, it was hot, it was intimate, it was everything Bubbles loved, but if Sabine thought it would earn her a reprieved, well…

She did lift off of the breast smother, but not out of mercy, and only when it seemed like Sabine was on the verge of slumber. ”Well, well,” She chuckled and gave Sabine a slap in the face with her breast, trying to fully wake her. ”It looks like its almost your bedtime. Don’t suppose you feel like saying my name anytime soon, do you?”

Sabine's eyes fluttered open as she gasped for breath, given a brief reprieve from Bubbles' sensual smothering as the big woman continued to loom over the Brazilian. While the purple haired vixen had prided herself on her insatiability, between the large breasts that could cover her face with ease and the powerful hips that could drill her into the mattress, Sabine was finding herself way out of her depth with the American amazon. "Where... where have you been all my life~" she breathed up to the ebony beauty above, barely hearing what the blonde was asking of the sleepy Brazilian.

Reaching up to loosely loop her arms over Bubbles' neck, the Brazilian shuffled her body back slightly, pressing her head further up the pillow to better look Bubbles' in the eye. "I'll never forget your name after tonight..." she purred, wrapping her legs around the amazon's waist to mirror her arms "...but you'll have to do more to make me say it~" the purple haired vixen moaned, pulling herself up to give Bubbles' a taste of her own medicine, a breast smother from the bottom by the sultry Brazilian.

The sounds of Sabine’s struggles filled the room as she gasped for breath, creating a lilting, pleasing noise that brought a smile to Bubbles’ face. Already, she was looking over the woman’s body, taking note of every inch, and trying to imagine all the dirty and depraved thing she would do to this woman and make her do in return.

”Northern California.” She chuckled and bounced her eyebrows, answering her question. ”Or somewhere thereabouts.”

Bubbles, was, of course, confident - how could she not be? She was on top, had the smaller woman pinned and seemingly in control. As far as she was concerned, the only question worth asking was how long it would take Sabine to give up. She was a proud woman, clearly not used to be on the receiving end, but she would break. They all broke. She wouldn’t have any choice.

There was the danger of getting a little too confident, however, a fact that Bubbles had to acknowledge when Sabine suddenly lifted up and covered her face with that titillating flesh, clamping on her like a limpet. Bubbles began an immediate attempt to get her head free, turning it right and left, but not without doing a little licking and nibbling and sucking along the way. No sense in missing an opportunity.