She Is Young, She Is Beautiful, She Is Next

Just from what she could see of Kanda from behind, Mariah could tell why she was special and why Lily was drawn to her in the first place. She had muscle, but it wasn’t the mishmash of spotty training that many AFW women had. This was the body of a woman who’d honed her muscles, who’d trained not just to be beautiful, but deadly. Firm, strong, sure. It was a small wonder she took Bubbles’ beating so hard - with this sort of capability, loss was likely a rare thing. Overwhelming loss, even rarer still.

Kanda slid her leggings off and Mariah kneeled behind her as they went down, only to press her nails against her toned calves and graze them along the back of those strong thighs as she rose. The Thai woman had only gotten one good kick on Bubbles, but it had hurt her, no small feat in itself. With structure like this, it wasn’t hard to see why.

”Your body is magnificent. Seriously.” She stood up straight again and brought her hands to Kanda’s ass, cupping a cheek in each palm. With a subtle push, she tried to move Kanda forward and get her laying flat on the sheets, letting the soft folds of the bed soothe aching breasts while she took care of the back.

Bubbles, meanwhile, was enjoying the feel of Lily on top of her, as the woman wriggled about and grinded against her scarcely covered crotch. She let out a low, throaty moan and bit her lip, doing her best to keep her desires to a reasonable level. She’d be sated soon enough, they would all be, and she just had to keep things in check to make that moment as satisfying as possible.

This was just foreplay. Incredibly arousing foreplay, but foreplay.

”I can respect that. Wrestling’s a sport, but it’s a show, too.” She planted a few soft kisses on Lily’s neck and started to work her way across the shoulder, as one hand began give her breast a more thorough fondly. Her fingers roamed about the surface until they found a nipple to play with, and from there they started to tease it. A little pinch. A little poke. Just messing with it through the thin material. ”What about you, though? You’ve stepped into the ring from time to time, right?”

Kanda was swiftly adjusting to the situation and her place in it, and while it was poor salve for her wounded ego at least she was growing less wary and defensive. A little gentle treatment, between Lily and Mariah, were setting her frayed nerves at ease already. The promise of a massage, from the beautiful manager no less, was certainly helping matters along.

A shiver ran up the kickboxer's body at the gentle passage of manicured nails over her taut skin ending with a little twitch of her hips as the hands pressed against her firm ass. She did her best, in spite of the discomfort she was in, to hold herself in a posture that would accentuate her best assets. "Thank you, Miss... Mariah, was it? You look like quite a specimen yourself, especially for a manager." As she spoke she would kneel and crawl out upon the bed before sliding down to lay upon her stomach, an involuntary groan of relief rolling from her throat.

Far softer than Kanda, Lily giggled and gasped under the gentle affections of the giant georgian. Her arms drifted down from around Bubbles' neck to instead, rest her hands upon the woman's sides behind her back. They would wander in a smooth, fluid motion over the gentle curve of the woman's waist and over the swell of her hips as she drank in the attention. "Mmmm, yeah. I spend more time in the ring than some of the girls in my stable these days. It wasn't my intention when I got to the AFW, but it keeps our books in the black. Besides, sometimes it's a lot of fun." Her record of mostly personal losses spoke to her focus on setting up entertaining matches more than pushing for the win.

Mariah had a good voice for singing, and the noise she made when she found Kanda’s ass was musical, a high-pitched, pleasant chirp. Good muscle. Good tone. Good feel in the hand. It remind her a lot of Bubbles’. Smaller, of course, but impressive all the same. Too many women in the AFW neglected the area, thought putting too much muscle back there would ruin the natural curves, but she could tell Kanda didn’t subscribe to that line of thinking.

”You’re too kind.” As Kanda moved over the bed and laid down, Mariah came over her and straddled that tender ass, pressing down on it and enjoying the feel of it against her sex. Her own little pleasure to take in, as she reached out and brought her fingers to Kanda’s shoulders.

”I was a wrestler once. Don’t know if Lily mentioned that.” She started to work at her Kanda’s shoulders, squeezing and prodding and poking at the muscle.

She sensed the tension as she began to work her way down, possibly there even before Bubbles tore into her, and she went after it, pressing hard against the muscle and rubbing the tender spots, the part of her body that weren’t tended to nearly enough. ”I was good, but not quite at your level, I’d say. None of your skill.” Granted, Kanda had little chance to show off that skill, but what little she saw was impressive. ”Muy Thai, right? Where did you pick it up?”

Bubbles, meanwhile, was quite enjoying the way Lily thought, almost as much as she was enjoying those fingers reaching up her side and caressing her. She brought up her legs and let them wrap around the manager’s waist, even crossing them for the beginning of a bodyscissor - but she only applied a small amount of pressure. Not enough to hurt, not enough to be discomforting. Just enough to imply that she could exert far more. Emphasizing the dominance, loving the way she had Lily under control, even while they talk in calm tones.

”Sometimes?” She chuckled and gave Lily nipple a little pinch. ”It’s always a blast, I think. Didn’t think so when I started, but the more I got into the sport, the more I loved it.” She had a soft sigh at the memory alone.

”Maybe you and I should have a match sometime, too.” She brought her mouth to Lily’s ear and suckled on, needing something else to take out her mounting arousal on. ”Maybe gentler than with Kanda. Or rougher. However you like, I’m not a picky woman.”

Kanda stretched her naked body out on the cool sheets of the large bed and allowed herself to enjoy the simple relief offered by just the decompression of her spine. The addition of Mariah's hips straddling her ass only made the moment sweeter. What followed, however was more of a mixed bag; the skilled hands of the wrestler/manager/masseuse were simultaneously instruments of immense relaxation and twinges of pain. Long knotted muscles ached as they uncooked causing the woman to his and convulse slightly. Rather than complain, however, she carried on conversing through the gauntlet of sensation. "Uh, ah, yeah. I think she did mention something about that. But as for my style, well there are some advantages to growing up in Thailand. I went to an old school just outside of the city."

Across the room, Lily was in a very different predicament. Her head was nestled between heavy breasts, fingers pulled and pinched at her nipples, and now powerful legs locked around her waist. Unlike Kanda, however, Lily did not seem troubled by her submissive position. She gasped softly as the thick fingers plucked at her sensitive skin through her clothing, wriggling against Bubbles' body. Her fingers traced over the woman's bare thighs as they coiled like a python around her waist. "Oh, hon, that would hardly be a match. Even when I wrestled full time I wasn't very good. But I guess if you're looking to perform some public S&M maybe..."

Lily arched an eyebrow, struggling to keep her mind at least partially off of the goddess that was slowly enveloping her. "But that does make me think. I had an idea that may satisfy all of our desires. Though, it may be best that I speak with Mariah first..."

”Public S&M? That’s my favorite kind.” Bubbles chuckled at the suggestion, her breasts rumbling around Lily’s head. She had to admit, she loved the way this woman thought, and she was glad that Mariah seemed so taken with her. Not that her wife lacked for kinkiness, but it never hurt to expand your horizons.

She didn’t know what this idea Lily had was, but she liked the tone the woman’s voice took when she said it. Maybe she liked it a little too much, as her legs started to close in tight around the manager, showing off more of her crushing force. ”I’m half-tempted to see if I could squeeze it out of you…” The dark, husky tone in her voice reinforced that idea, but she cut back before she could give Lily real pain, returning to her normal, playful self. ”But cool, I can wait, you and Mariah can go over it when you’re having your ‘meeting’.” She busted out the air quotes and nodded to a room off to the side with a closed door. ”Fair warning, though: it takes a lot to satisfy my desires.”

Though they were close enough for Mariah to hear, she blocked out Bubbles and Lily’s conversation to focus on the task at hand. While she wasn’t a professional masseuse, experience and Youtube videos had made her a deft hand at it over the years, and she’d perfected the craft. She worked on Kanda’s body like a sculptress with her clay, taking care with each muscle, paying attention to each move the Thai woman made to learn more about where she should focus and avoid.

As she did, she couldn’t help running her fingers through Kanda’s hair on occasion, curling the gossamer strands through her fingers. ”Bubbles wasn’t lying. It really is stunning.” She took a long whiff before returning to her work. As she went lower, she slid one hand under Kanda’s body and felt around for a hot moment, just long enough to graze the kickboxer’s sex. ”But that’s fascinating, really. And I’m curious how you got from point A to point B - where did you stumble on Lily?”

The sense muscle of Bubbles' legs flexed and tightened their hold about Lily's midsection. At the threat of sweet torture Lily offered an excited "Oooooo, I mean, oh no." She made attempt to sell her thinly affected dismay. Laughing softly she let out a playfully disappointed sound. "Good. I like a challenge."

Bracing herself against Bubbles' thighs with her palms, Lily arched her lightly muscled form to grind herself deliberately against her captor's sex. Her head cranes to look up into the titan's eyes with a devilish grin. "But you've also given me an idea for a wondefully wicked gimmick."

Kanda was melting into the bed as Mariah quickly dialed in on her worst knots. At intervals she would let out loud moans and wiggled beneath her masseuse. Her body felt like it weighted five hundred pounds and her eyes sunk under heavy lids.

When she spoke it was with her face half buried in the bed, in a dreamy sort of tone. "I started as a model. Started doing martial arts to stay in shape... Mmmmm... Apparently the local agencies weren't looking for models with muscles and dropped me. Uuuuuuhhhhn. Did some bikini boxing to pay rent, got some good checks doing ads for gyms and equipment. God, that feels good. Lily found me after a magazine spread for Scandictrack. Sounded like fun. So far.... Mmmm, it's had its ups and downs."

Lily wasn’t the hottest woman Bubbles had ever put between her breasts - far from ugly, of course, but she was up against a wide range with a lot of stiff competition. That being said, she was quickly proving to be one of the most interesting non-wife women she’d come across, definitely so in the AFW. In many ways, that mattered more to Bubbles than having a hot body - being built like a porn star meant little if you didn’t know how to use what you had.

She bit her lip when the smaller woman started to grind against her, and she undulated back without thinking, slapping their hips together for some pleasant friction. ”Color me intrigued.” She had to rush the words out, as a moan came out right behind them, taking up the rest of her breath. The more they talked, the more Bubbles wanted to know what Lily was planning, but she wanted to build the anticipation, too. Not to mention wanting Mariah to have a crack at her as well. Once the two of them got to brainstorming…

The idea alone made her tingle, and it was too tempting to take Lily for herself, but as she looked over and saw Kanda melting into the bed, she remembered their original purpose here. Couldn’t have too much fun. Not yet. ”Hey, babe?” Bubbles called out, as she started to unwrap her legs. ”How’s she coming along over there? Good?”

”Very.” Mariah answered as she made her way down to Kanda’s waist, finishing up and leaving a melted woman in her wake. Just from the way she was moaning and laying there, she could tell kickboxer was primed. Mission accomplished.

With great reluctance, Mariah rolled off of Kanda and started to make her way off the bed, giving the Thailander’s ass a few loving pats as she stood. ”Their lose is our gain. I’d say a woman with muscles is about the sexiest thing in the world, though…” She rolled her head to the side and looked to Bubbles from the corner of her eye, with the slightest smirk. ”I’m biased.”

As she spoke, her wife let Lily go - after giving her breasts a parting grope, of course. ”I’m thinking we’ll need to continue this little conversation after you and Mariah are finishing with your chat.” Bubbles crossed her fingers behind the back of her head and arched her back, stretching out in full. She gazed at her former opponent, as the same wild hunger from the match began to come back over her face. ”Ready for me over there, Kanda? I’m coming to finish what I started.”

The crushing bonds of muscle closing around muscle stood the little hairs on the back of her neck on end. A love of muscular women was something that she and Mariah apparently had in common. The responsive undulation of hips beneath her filled Lil's mind with images of where this moment might possibly lead. A heavy exhalation rushed from her lungs as the legs released her, but she was careful not to sound too disappointed that she'd have to wait before getting a taste of Bubbles. The parting grope made her squeak sweetly before shifting to kneel upon the couch, her dress still bunched up high on her thighs. "Mmm, I can't wait too hear your thoughts on the matter, Bubbles." She was used to calling people by stage names by now.

Kanda was sorry that the massage ever had to end, and from the sounds of it might well have been able to finish her off as well as it got her started. At the light smacks on her ass the woman's long, lean body wriggled slowly before twisting to lay on her side. Her breasts were rising and falling with heavy breaths as she gave Mariah one last, longing look over. Then her attention turned to Bubbles. Lifting herself up on one elbow she let her other hand drape over her raised hip, almost invitingly caressing her own curves. "Is it more fun if I fight back?" Her tone was was decidedly more at ease and sultry now, her eyes full of pent up lust.

Lily bounced slightly on the couch before fixing the thin straps of her dress in an absent fashion. She watched Bubbles moving away from her and turned her dark eyes to Mariah with an impish smile, "Where do you want to do this, here or in your office?" It was always so difficult, and dangerous, to mix business with pleasure. It was also how the most fun matches got booked.

Mariah took Lily’s hand like a lady should, daintily holding it in her palm like a delicate flower. With a slight tug, she led her fellow manager along towards the side room. ”I’ve got a little something set up in here for us. It’s best we don’t get in their way, agree? They’re likely to get a bit wild.” She gave Bubbles a playful kick in the shin as they passed. ”Try not to break anything, love. Remember the deposit.”

”I make no promises.” She gave them both one, final, longing look before she brought all of her attention to Kanda. She laid out on the bed, stretched out like Venus, her body on full display. What struck her most, though, was the look in her eyes. It was markedly different than the one she’d came in with, a testament to her wife’s prowess. Kanda looked eager, willing, ready for anything thrown her way. She even had an interesting idea, one that made Bubbles change her plans on the spot.

”Fighting back?” She stalked around the bed like a shark about her prey, one hand sliding along the edge of the sheets as she strutted. ”That’s a thought. I was going to go straight to the games, but I like that idea. Work up a little sweat first.”

Stepping away for a moment, she put her fingers on a dial by the way and gave it a slow turn, dimming the lights and bathing the room in a light, reddish glow. It wasn’t pitch black, their forms could still be seen, but it turned Bubbles in a hulking shadow as she came back to Kanda, a silhouette in the gloom. One that was making its way onto the bed on her hands and knees, stalking towards her, getting closer…

Back with Lily and Mariah things were less ominous, though no less sexual. The room Mariah had take Lily too was a mini-bedroom, something meant for the children while their parents had some privacy, but it was luxurious all the same, with a bed big enough for the both. Mariah had given it her own touch, lining up some instruments on the dresser to play with - a flogger, a whip, a paddle, a crop. There was a vibrator, too, along with handcuffs and a ball gag. Last, but not least, a strap-on waited at the far end, in case things got truly wild.

But the centerpiece of the entire room was without a doubt the thing Mariah had told Lily about earlier: the St. Andrews’ Cross, waiting in the corner. It stood there, long and tall, with a padded and tight straps on every end. Just waiting for her.

Mariah gave her a second to take things in, then moved over closer and brought a finger to the choker, slipping it inside the ring and giving it a tug. ”Love the accessory.” She pulled Lily’s face towards her, hinting a kiss, but stopped just before their lips could meet. Close enough that her ever breath found its way into her mouth, tasting each other through the air. ”You can say what you like, so we can talk business. But your body’s mine while we’re in here. Understand?” Her words were forceful, but not demanding. Like a parent laying down thMariah took Lily’s hand like a lady should, daintily holding it in her palm like a delicate flower. With a slight tug, she led her fellow manager along towards the side room.

Lily held her hand out for Mariah to take it in a refined and ladylike fashion, her heels clicking across the floor as she drifted out with the grace of someone who had spent a great deal of time in such impractical footwear. Next time Lily would have to remember her point-shoes, not that she could walk in them for more than a couple of yards before her ankles gave out. As the managers slipped from the main chamber Lily tossed a playful wink at the churlish giant and then disappeared with Mariah.

Stretched out on the bed, Kanda was much more comfortable with her fate not to mention more comfortable in general. Without the pain and apprehension a little more of her old self was able to surface once more, only with its arrogance tempered by Bubbles’ conquest over her. As the lights dimmed and it seemed that a little back-and-forth would be called for again, Kanda rolled languidly. First she flopped down onto her back almost submissively, a sacrificial offering, but continued in a slow roll on to her hands and knees. Her heart raced and her pupils dilated with both her desire and the adrenaline that now began to surge in her veins. ”Maybe I’ll even surprise you, and have you worshiping my muscles by the end of tonight.”

Following after Mariah, Lily stepped into the smaller bedroom and eased the door closed behind them if only for the sensation of intimacy that a closed door offered. She didn’t care if the others heard or saw what was about to happen. Her dark brown eyes drank in the array of toys, her fiendish smirk growing wider as she moved down the assortment. The brunette’s attention linger on the strap on for a moment and then moved to the cross where it stayed for several seconds. Eventually her attention would return to the ravishing form of Mariah who seized her by the collar.

Lips parted with a gentle inhalation, eyes closed as she leaned forward ready for a kiss at last. Then, the touch of breathy whispers. Lily was torn on how to respond for a moment. She almost adopted a submissive stance by reflex, but no, she would let Mariah set the expectations. Still leaned forward expectantly she gave a gentle nod of the head, ”Uh-huh.”