Kura Shimizu vs. Bubbles Burste - Avatars of Lust

When Mariah left the ring, she didn’t just stand idly by at ringside. An idea occurred to her, a good one, and she went to make it happen post-haste. She sauntered over to the announcer’s desk, had a quick word with some of the ring technicians, made a call backstage, and…

As Kura rose and made her way over, the light abruptly dimmed across the arena, bathing them in shadowed light, just bright enough for them to see the person next to them and not much further. The sole light in the arena was the one beaming down on the ring and the area around, tinted with red, giving them canvas a warm feel to it. All of the sudden, things felt so much more intimate, as if the crowd hardly existed. It was a private as one could be in a ring surrounded by 10,000 people.

”God, I love that woman.” Bubbles whistled, before turning her attention back to Kura and focusing on the task at hand: fucking Kura so hard she begged for it to stop. A daunting challenge, but one she was eager to try. ”First one free, huh?” She wiggled her fingers as she started to inch forward. ”That’s fine. I’ll just steal the rest.”

And that was the only warning she gave before she launched forward, barreling straight towards Kura. At first, it looked like she was about to make another lockup attempt, but when she was close enough, she tried to switch things up - instead of lunging forward with her arms, she pulled back and shot her leg out instead, trying to plant her sole in the middle of Kura’s chest and send her flying into the ropes.

Mariah had inadvertent provided Kura with the perfect distraction. While one could easily assume she had been grinning at the change of lighting, she had something far more sinister in mind. She slipped her foot back, curling her toes around her discarded sash from earlier, kicking her leg back behind her to trade the item into her hands behind her back. She carefully gathered up the cloth, winding it around her hands as she followed suit, glancing around to enjoy the change of lighting. It was a nice touch. While it didn't hold a candle to the warm glow of a few paper lanterns, it certainly did add a certain sense of sensuality to the ring.

"You're a lucky woman to have her. She's a keeper." She smirked at Bubbles comments, giving her thin brows a small wiggle. "Now now, no reason to commit crimes on my behalf. Once I finish with you here tonight, I'm more than willing to share." She accentuated the offer with a gracious wiggle of her form, letting her breasts sway.

As Bubbles charges, she moved to meet her. With her hands behind her back, she couldn't reach her full speed, but she didn't need to. As she neared, she leapt up, kicking her legs out to the side to attempt to leapfrog Bubbles. Had she not been so nimble and otherwise acrobatic, the sudden stop of the woman attempting to boot her may have been more of an obstacle. Kura soared with ease however under her own power, enough to clear the woman, though it wasn't by much... by design. her hands dipped down between her legs, pulling her sash taut between her arms as she tried to tuck the cloth around the larger woman's neck, to catch her under the chin.

As the cloth was pulled tight, her momentum and the sudden stop allowed her to flip herself completely over, coming down to put herself back to back with Bubbles as she touched down behind her. Her raised arms came forward, crossing them over her own chest to close the long sash off on the back of Bubble's neck to complete the garrote. She pulled as hard as she could to keep the cloth tight, possibly even forcing the larger woman to arch backwards against her. She braced her feet to carry the massive woman's weight, just in case she thought to try to lean it back onto her with intention to crush her again. Not today, not without any space to add more force to it. She was prepared to carry the woman across her back.

Were she against someone her size, she likely wouldn't have used such a dirty tactic. She wouldn't need to. Bubbles are a special woman, and required a bit extra to bring her down. She didn't feel too bad about it.

Kura had spirit, there was no getting around that. Typically, Bubbles would’ve taken her boasts with the smallest grain of salt - she was hardly the first woman to say she’d wear the Virgin Killer out and have her fill of the remains. But she’d already made her submit once. If this were a normal match, things would be over by now. She’d taken this naughty ninja too lightly before, and she wasn’t about to make that mistake twice. Not if she could help it.

Her thrust was a solid strike - fast for her size, enough to take most nimble opponents off guard. However, Kura, she was learning, was not like ‘most’ of anything. She didn’t just avoid the attack, she avoided it with great aplomb, leaping high with an aerial flourish that would have left most acrobats stunned.

It was a good thing that she gasped, too. As it turned out, she was going to need every breath of air she could get.

Bubbles, the audience, and Mariah all yelped with surprise as the sash came around her neck and tightened like a noose, with Kura pulling her tight from behind. The Virgin Killer’s hands immediately went to her neck, trying to pull it off and get some relief, but there was none to be found. All she could do was gag and fall back, and even that wasn’t much use to her.

The next thing she knew, her feet were off the floor as she came down on Kura’s back, held aloft in the ninja’s sway, making the choke all that much worse. She thrashed about, desperate for relief, but it wasn't’ coming easily. Her vision was already started to dim, growing hazy, and it wouldn’t be getting worse anytime soon.

Kira was going to enjoy the results. She was proud of her cunning to have pulled it all off. She wasn't nearly as pleased by her method. It was effective, yes, but it was underhanded enough to get under her skin just a bit. Still, she was committed.

As the smaller woman in this match, she had to press every single advantage she could, otherwise Bubbles was just going to walk all over her. While being at the large woman's mercy had been fun... So fun... She wasn't about to throw away her reputation and the match for it.

Right now she focused on keeping her balance and holding Bubbles captain as she more or less hanged the giantess' in the center of the ring. She had carried heavier loads than her across her back at the shrine, and that was while moving up hill. She didn't need to move. Didn't need to pull or wrench. She just needed to remain firmly planted and allow Bubbles and gravity to battle.

"Tap." She wasn't being cutesy or taunting. This was a command. While she would benefit from it in the end, the greater concern to her was Bubbles' actual health. She had tried to make the transition smooth enough into the choke to not do any lasting damage, but the longer the big woman resisted or flailed, the worse things would get from here on out.

One move. That was all it took.

Bubbles’ face was reddening, and not just from the loss of oxygen. She knew the ninja was slick, but she had thought that the recent thrashing and fucking would wear her down a bit, slow those resources, drain that stamina. Not happening. Kura was just as lively as ever. If her body was slowing down at all, her mind was making up for the lack.

More and more spots were forming in Bubbles eyes, as the sweet embrace began to take hold. Her struggles grew weaker, her thrashes grew lighter, her body put up less and less of a fight with each and every second. The world was growing quieter, and in the distance, miles away, she could hear Mariah calling for her. Telling her to give up once more.

As much as she hated to admit it, her wife was right on. As much as she didn’t like the method, it wasn’t as if she could deny the effectiveness of it or ignore the fact that she was about ten to twenty seconds away from being knocked clean out.

Tap or nap? She decided to tap, reaching down to give Kura a few submissive pats on the ass.

”Please…”

She knew it wouldn't be long. No matter how big you were, how strong you were, you needed air and blood. So she waited. It was a bit disturbing how easily her plan had come to fruition. If she applied herself like this in other matches, with a bit of maliciousness, she could be quite the terror. Still, that wasn't her.

She felt the dying struggles as very movement Bubbles made she felt along her back. How did all of this look? She wasn't sure she wanted to see it in the playback but was oddly tempted. She would consider it later. She felt Bubbles hand on her, at first she thought it was some poor choice of priorities, but no. She was tapping. Thank goodness.

Kura leaned back as she knelt, lowering Bubbles to the mat enough where she wouldn't just crumble to the canvas before she let go of the sash. Half turning she would reach back, trying to ease her the rest of the way down onto the mat before crawling over her, checking her pulse, breathing, and her pupils.

"How many fingers am I holding up?" She held up a V sign... What a good time to be cheeky Kura. She only did it because everything else had checked out. Bubbles wouldn't die today. She gave Bubbles' cheek a small smack, just to keep her up in case she was drifting at all.

"Do you require a moment before the "punishment"?" She lounged across Bubbles chest, placing a small kiss on her chin. She idly traced a finger along the sloping curves of the larger woman's breast.

Bubbles was dimly aware of the audience giving Kura a quick round of applause, cheering her deft maneuver, and she wasn’t going to begrudge the praise for her growing rival. With all her strength and power, with all the damage she could do to the human body in a short amount of time, with all the crushing moves she knew and mastered - no, not even Bubbles could claim to have laid waste to an opponent in such a short amount of time.

It just emphasized why Kura was the ideal opponent for Bubbles, as if she were hand-made to exploit everyone one of her strength and match her boundless lust at the same time. Such a rare find.

Kura let her down gently, placing her on the mat with tender care, a touch that Bubbles greatly appreciated. She coughed a few times, before her lung resumed normal business operations.

She had a quick chuckle at Kura’s little joke, before dropping her head back and sucking in a few more lungfuls of air. ”Cheeky little bitch, huh?” She flicked a tongue at her, then reached up to caress her shimmering hair. It really was quite beautiful, but it was so easy to let it go without notice when there were so many things to stare at with Kura. A shame.

”Now’s good. Go ahead.” Bubbles lifted her head up enough to get face-to-face with Kura, pressing their foreheads together, sharing sweat. ”I want to get everything that’s coming to me.”

Bubbles resilience was remarkable, had she not bee. A part of the vicious choke that brought the juggernaut down, she would have never known the large woman had been so close to blacking out. She didn't miss a beat, picking up on her humor instantly. She nipped at the air, threatening the space Bubbles' tongue had occupied briefly.

"Good, on your knees." She dipped her head, slipping her tongue out to drag it up across Bubbles cheek, all the way up over the bridge of her nose until she had pulled away near her forehead, giving her room to rise. She turned her attention ringside, seeking Mariah out. With a slender digit she beckoned the woman to come to them.

They had set a precedent in this match. Kura had been fond of audience participation. She wasn't sure if Mariah would be willing to assist, only because she would technically be aiding the enemy. It never hurt to try though. She couldn't ever recall using someone's own wife against them.

Regardless of if Mariah came to join them, she got to work. As with each of these punishments it seemed the setup was half the battle. If Bubbles hadn't gotten to her knees by now, she would assist, as she had very particular positioning in mind.

Kura slipped up against Bubbles', idly rubbing herself up along the larger woman as she forcefully guided her limbs where and how they needed to be. The modern day ninja pulled the titan's knees apart so her legs were spread wide but balance still maintained. While int from of the woman she took the time to place a few teasing kisses along the underside of her breasts and playfully lick at her navel before moving on.

Slipping around behind Bubble's she ran her plans up and down along her powerful calves, slowly scooting her ankles together while leaving her knees spread. "Mmm, good." Sash still in hand she bound her legs at the ankles firmly, leaving no real wiggle room. She left the cloth to gather along the larger woman's legs asher fingers slipped up along her back.

Her hands worked themselves over Bubbles shoulder and collar, giving her a firm massage  as she slowly rose up. She placed a knee to the small of the giantess' back as her hands slipped down along her arms, seeking out her wrists to grip them firmly. She a strong tug she wrenched the larger woman's arm back against their natural bend, stretching her out against her knee painfully for a few brief moments.

"Oops." She snickered softly. Kura would let up, leaning herself inward to twist Bubbles' arms to pull them back behind her again, this time the way they should be. She lowered herself back down behind Bubbles, using the sash to bind her wrists and ankles together firmly. All limbs accounted for, she tied them all together one last time, snuggly so the tightness of the cloth was almost biting.

"Much better." She cooed softly as she wrapped her arms around Bubbles from behind, fingers roaming over her every curve, taking them all in as if charting a map of her body. She pressed her lips to the side of her neck, nibbling and sucking at the Virgin Killer long enough to leave her mark on the woman with a knowing grin.

Suddenly she slipped away, dragging Bubbles down to the mat, so she was laying on the back of her head and shoulders, propped up by her stretched arms and bound limbs with her legs spread wide on display.

" Now we can begin."  Kura was a firm believer in neutralizing her opponent's strengths when dominating them. She found most were far more susceptible to this when it came to how much it turned them on. For Bubbles that was clearly taking away her size and power.

Bubbles had just lost another fall, and was - at least in theory -the one in trouble in this match. Not only had she done nothing to really harm Kura beyond forcing the ninja to bear her weight, but any of the damage she’d done in the round she won would surely be gone by the time the fourth go-round happened. While a lot of that depended on what her foe did with her ‘play-time’, if she’d take the opportunity to rest up and relax at Bubbles’ expense. That was the interesting thing about this match: it made Bubbles consider the long-term. Which wasn’t her speciality, sadly enough.

Bubbles rose to her knees, following Kura’s command, and looking on as she beckoned her wife in. Mariah came in under the ropes, leaving her shirt at ringside, standing proud with only a skirt, stocking a lacey bra to keep her breasts contained. Whatever their foe was planning, the smile on her face showed she would be a willing accomplice.

”Traitor.” Bubbles sneered with mock disbelief, barely able to pretend she wouldn’t be doing the same thing in swapped places.

Mariah just shrugged and sauntered about them, hands behind her back, whistling a little tune that Bubbles couldn’t remember for the life of her. ”What can I say?” She flicked her tongue out, as Kura started to restrain Bubble’s limbs. ”This is just too hot to pass up.”

Bubbles couldn’t argue that logic, particularly as Kura worked her limbs into a restricting, humiliating, humbling hogtie. She didn’t just tie her up, though. She used the opportunity to show her pure mastery of pleasure and pain. Biting. Nibbling. Massaging, Marking her flesh. Making Bubbles cry out in agony one moment, as a knee dug deep into her back, then cry out in ecstasy, as her roaming teeth happened up just the right spot on her neck.

It was a wondrous, draining experience, one that left Bubbles gasping before Kura did anything, panting in heat as she laid there, completely exposed.

Mariah appreciated the sight while she walked over beside Kura, placing an idle hand on her ass to help pass the time. ”What is thy bidding, my mistress?”

Kura slowly rose to stand before Mariah a small smirk on her face, she made sure the two of them were in view of Bubbles before she continued. She slipped a hooked finger beneath the woman's chin, guiding her closer to merge their lips. She wanted another kiss, one in which she had free reign to do as she pleased. So she would. Once her lips had pressed themselves to Mariah's, her slipped an arm around the woman, combing her fingers through her hair was she held her close and firm. She hummed almost cheerfully as she tilted her chin, forcing her tongue past their lips to explore Bubbles' wife's mouth better. She had gotten a taste before, but with the other woman at the lead. Now, she sought to control their combined space and take it all in. They had barely just begun when she pulled away, giving Mariah's lips a playful lick as she leaned back.

"Heads..." Her hand slipped down along Mariah's body, nimble fingers tickling at her skin as they worked their way down her neck to the woman's bra. She pulled herself in, arching her back as she pressed herself flush to the blond. Her fingers deftly worked to unclasp her  bras from behind, trying to work the garment loose one landed to slip the woman free from it. Her other hand had found a home on her thigh, fingertips tracing along the length of her stockings. She dragged her digits up along her long legs in a small wavy zig-zag until they slipped between her legs completely.Her palm found it's home their, nestled in warmly as she began to massage between the woman's legs. " ...or tails?

Had she been able to remove Mariah's top without protest, she would fill these next few moments with Mariah's breasts. She didn't seem as though she was in a hurry for the woman to decide. With Bubbles bound as she was, even after the punishment period was up, the women would have time to finish with her, assuming the rules regarding time constraints even mattered at this point. She was content to nuzzle at the blond's chest, slowly pulling her tongue over her luscious curves, leaning long wet kisses teasingly short of her nipples just to work the other woman up.

Kura chuckled softly, peering up at Mariah as she worked. "When we are done with your wife, I can finish you personally." It was a serious offer it seemed. It wasn't as if Bubbles or the match was going anywhere. "As a manager, it seems like a rather good proposition. After all, it would give your client time to recover." While one couldn't see her smirk, the other woman would feel it as her lips were pressed against her chest as soon as she had finished speaking. Kura's tender kisses left a trail up Mariah's body, resting finally at her neck. "What do you say?" She whispered hotly into Mariah's ear before wrapping her lips around the woman's earlobe, giving a soft suckle.