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"So wait... there aren't rules against THIS?" Belle mimiced the skittering legs of a spider all up and down the bottom of Tatiana's foot, laughing triumphantly as the acrobat struggled against the inevitable. "You could always tap... I bet you'd be the first person in history to tap to being tickled. We can get you a medal or something... Doesn't that sound great?" Belle slipped her fingers up along the arch of her foot, playing with the girl's curled toes. Maybe she was evil, just a bit... but being bad was pretty fun so she didn't have much of a problem with it.

"Does that make you the heroine? Bring me to justice." Belle tilted her head to grin up at Tatiana as she continued to play with her toes and tickle her foot.

Belle blinks as Tatiana's foot comedicly slapped at her face like a rolled up newspaper bapping the nose of a dog. "What are you ev-mmm!" Belle's eyes went side as the redhead just popped her big toe into her open mouth. She looked completely shocked, staring back at Tatiana in a befuddled state. Her eyes narrowed in defiance as she glared at the girl from afar. Her tongue flicked over the girl's toe a few times as she gave the small thing a little suckle. She had put a whole lot of weird stuff in her mouth over the years for eating challenges. She had a feeling that she was going to come on top in this exchange.

She loosened her grasp on the girl, letting her finally escape if she continued to try. She figured this little bit of strangeness would put them even for the girl playing with her up until now.

That worked? That worked.

Tatiana hadn’t had too much faith in her toe-slapping strategy, seeing it more as a random idea that had just popped into her head, and she certainly hadn’t been expecting the toe-sucking that came with it...though she was far from displeased with that little addition. But it seemed to do the trick, with the added bonus of her discovering a new kink that she would have to figure out a way to take advantage of in the future.

For now, it earned her freedom from the tickle torture, and she was all too happy to take it. She rolled off her shoulders and pushed up, flipping to her feet in one deft move, though she was still far too flustered to take advantage of the high ground.

She took a moment to step back and straighten up, trying not to look as flustered as she so plainly was. It didn’t help that she was now getting some kinky ideas of Tatiana tying her up and going to town with a feather.

No. No. Save those thoughts for later. She coughed, took a moment to clear her face of errant hairs, and dropped back into a grappling stance. ”I will be getting you back for that.” She narrowed her eyes at her rival/secret lover/sparring partner/inspiration/friend. ”I’m not sure how yet. Or when. But I will.”

The toe thing was just as new to her as she assumed with was to Tatiana. It wasn't so much of a fetish as it was a attempt to experiment with what the redhead liked. Up until today, the most experience she had in terms of feet was getting her pedicure done, the high end treatments she knew felt great. Had she been seeing herself do it, she might have died of shame. In the moment it seemed like the right move, if only to not let the girl popping a toe in her mouth have been what had finally defeated her hold.

The acrobat didn't seem to miss a stride, already springing to her feet with a practiced flourish. She didn't think she would ever get tired of watching the girl do her flips. Belle was slower to rise, rolling over onto her stomach to push herself to her feet. She tilted her head at a steep angle, holding the small bit of sleeve her top had to wipe wetness from her ear.

Belle was still a bit rosy cheeked, and could see a bit of that in the girl across from her. It brought a smirk to her lips as she straightened herself back out, easing the loose sleeve of her top down where it slipped naturally off her shoulder again where it had been. "You sure about that? How about you come over here and I just give you a nice big hug... To make it up to you?"

She held her arms wide, arching a slender brow to Tatiana. It was fairly obvious she was joking, but who knew, maybe the girl would fall for the obvious trap anyway. She began to walk across the mats towards the girl, heel to toe with a gentle sway in her hips. "You wanted to cuddle up, here I am." If Tatiana had lost all sense in her mind and came to Belle, the brunette would attempt to scoop the smaller girl up into her arms for a mighty bearhug.

If she didn't come to her, once Belle had gotten closer she would suddenly charge the remaining distance. Her arm would shoot out to try to hammer the redhead across the chest at a small downward angle, from the other girl's shoulder to just below her arm. From impact, Belle would spin, clutching the girl rather than letting her fall, coming around a complete 180 to take a knee, swinging the girl down and around to plant her into a standing back breaker where she would hold her there.

If this were a match, a real match, Tatiana wouldn’t have let this moment slip by - or, to be more accurate, Valerie wouldn’t have let her let this moment slip by. She’d risen faster than her opponent, and her sister was all about maximizing their efficiency in the ring, making sure they got the most out of every moment. ‘The economy of wrestling’, she liked to call it. ‘Crazy aggression’, Tatiana like to call it.

But there was no way she was stopping from rising. Before she could even give the idea some serious pondering, she was getting mesmerized by the sway of Belle’s hips, the seductive tenor in her voice, the way she was coming at her with wide open arms, daring her to step into that obvious trap.

There was no way she’d fall for that, though. She knew firsthand how devastating Belle’s bearhug could be.

Then again, she knew how good Belle’s bearhug could feel, too. Rubbing up against that body…

But she’d barely gotten out of it last time, and there was no way her partner would be silly enough to fall for the same trick twice.

Then again, it wouldn’t have been the worst way to lose this.

She chewed her lip, mulling over the decision, and she began to take a step forward, right into those waiting arms she so adored…

But that was a moment too long. Belle came barreling towards her, hard and fast, moving in before she had a chance to switch modes. Tatiana took a hard strike on the chest, and the next thing she knew, she was getting whirled around like a baton, a flight that came to an abrupt end when she crashed on Belle’s knee.

She gasped, both in surprise and pain, as the pain ran its course through her body, and she wound hanging lifeless in Belle’s grasp. Still, she wanted her to know she was okay, that she could take working at this level. Pain or not, she had to say something. ”Good...move…”

Belle's arm slammed into Tatiana, a bit harder than she wanted, she almost lost her in the spiral down to the backbreaker due to centrifugal force. She had managed to hand on however, bringing her down across her knee in a sooth ballet of pain. The redhead was the inaugural trial run of the move, which was fitting because she had been inspired to make use of it because of the acrobat. Belle didn't really do flashy moves, save for the ones that had people awestruck as she lifted someone over her head. She had been considering a few things lately, and thought it best to broaden her in ring appeal with a few more fancy moves. This one seemed to have made an impression on Tatiana, in more ways than one.

"You're too kind." She slipped her arm off of Tatiana's chest, her fingers gliding down the girls neck playfully until she reached her chin. From their, she sank her palm in, bending the acrobat's head back. Her other hand had made a similiar journey, a almost gentle caressing hand traveled along her body, slipping down across the girl's thigh to press her down on this side as well. She lurched forward, really applying leverage as she stretched the girl out across her knee, not holding back at all. Tatiana was a flexible woman, Belle knew she could take it. Anything less would have just made for an easy escape.

"So... thoughts on the whole package?" Her palm pressing down along Tatiana's gave a small squeeze. There wasn't very much other than that which would lead itself well to their earlier fun and games. This was a real move meant to break someone in the ring. "Maybe you should have taken the hug, huh?" She had a taunting singsong tone to her voice. She might still be taking things out on the redhead for her opening sleeper hold.

Yeah, Tatiana found herself wishing she’d opted for the bearhug instead. Though, being completely honest, she couldn’t say she was hating this, per se.

No, it wasn’t as good as having her body pressed up against Belle’s, with the squeezing and the squirming and the hot breath against her skin. Few things came close to that, so it wasn’t a real, fair comparison. But, as Tatiana was quickly learning, there was a definite allure to having the brunette exert her control. She was helpless, unable to move a muscle unless Belle willed it, and every attempt she made to get free just emphasized that further it. Pair that with her calm, cool talk, and you had the perfect mix of domination.

Through this all, she made a mental note to talk to Belle about bringing handcuffs into this equation at some point. Just a thought.

For now, Belle had no trouble restraining her with her hands alone, leaving Tatiana to moan and buck underneath her able arms. ”Is it…” She groaned as her body went bent into the shape of a fully formed ‘U’, showing the limits of her flexibility. ”Too late to change things up?”

She was pretty sure she had never bent someone like this before, it felt so otherworldly just how flexible Tatiana really was. " What did you have in mind, Slinky?" Belle wasn't sure where that sudden pet name came from, but she sorta liked it. She tilted her head trying to lean far enough past Tatiana to look where her head was currently bent down to.

" The hug thing? That ship has sailed. If you had another proposition I am listening, but you might want to make it really..." She pressed down harder, flexing her arms inward as she folded the girl up. "...really good." She chuckled throwing her head to the side to toss hair from her face. "You're suppose to be the heroine, remember? Would be a shame if took you out like this... It was almost too easy. Better break free before I take over the world or something."

All things considered, Tatiana was taking this all pretty well. She wasn't sure how much she was enjoying it really. The girl had been squirming, possibly struggling, but she couldn't tell if those were serious attempts to break free or not. It was a rather difficult position she had but the girl in. Regardless of what the acrobat did, Belle didn't intend to keep her like this all afternoon. The test run of her move was a success, perhaps she would ask the girl to help her name it later.

‘Slinky’. Despite the pain and the rather non-standard way her organs were being moved about, that brought a chuckle from Tatiana’s lips. There were worse things she’d been called, and it sounded so enduring, the way she said it. Bonus points, since it had been one of her favorite toys as a child. ”Everyone...loves a slinky.”

Cute as it was, Tatiana had other concerns. While she was better able to withstand this position than most, that wasn’t to say it was comfortable. She needed to get out, preferably into something that was enjoyable for the both of them.

Besides, she was being stretched so far in this position that her belly was being exposed, her pants were riding up, and she was showing some of the lacey panties she’d brought for this. She wasn’t quite sure she wanted Belle to know where her mind had been when she’d come over.

”I might have a surprise for you.”

Tatiana attempted to wrench a leg free and swing it upward, once more calling on her flexibility for a full extension. Her aim was to kick Belle somewhere in the chest region - a wild, random move, but one she hope would get her captor to release her.

She had to promptly shut her mouth to keep from bursting out laughing at the Slinky tag line. Given the situation Tatiana was in, Belle found it far too hilarious. She wondered how true with was. She had certainly won Belle over without much effort. The bottle ball of sunshine she was. She hadn't ever really pressed the girl on anything too serious, the small hints of topics to be avoided were often left alone as to not cause a stir. Would she still like her as much if she knew all her deepest darkest secrets? She hoped so.

Belle hadn't taken not of Tatiana's undergarments as little as she could see of the. If she looked. Her positioning was bad for it, her eyes already focused down at the first bend upside down head. "Oh, and what's that?" She tilted her head giving the redhead a cocky challenging look.

"Oof!" With her palm just pressed down over top of the girls leg, she had been able to slip free and hit her, an awkward position but enough to flop her onto her back. Tatiana came with her as gravity dictated, rolling the acrobat over top of her in a pinning position. She seemed pretty aware of it though the moment it happened. She pressed a hand to Tatiana's chest and legs, heaving her right off of her downed body over her head.

It was awkward, clumsy, and it probably wouldn’t have worked on Belle if she’d been paying the least bit of attention in all this, but that was fine with Tatiana. She needed every advantage she could get to keep up with her like this, and if that meant using her wiles to slip through the cracks? So be it.

Tatiana's kick did the trick, better than she could’ve ever hoped it would. It didn’t just bring them down, it brought them down with her on top. With Belle’s shoulders to the mat. Hm.

”1…”

It seemed like Belle figured it out, too, because she kicked out before Tatiana could get another syllable out, rolling her off. But that wasn’t a problem. She knew exactly how to work with this.

She’d only been off for half a second before she crawled back over Belle and flopped down on her face with her chest, facing towards her feet. Tatiana wrapped her arms around her girlfriend’s head and pull her, attempting a breast smother through her shirt. Granted, she wasn’t nearly as well-equipped for the task as her opponent was, but she figured it worth a try. Bare minimum, it would buy her a little time and take her by surprise.

Plus, she really wanted to see how Belle would react to it.