Bound and Gagged

Oboro continued molesting Jessica, playing with her breasts. She chuckled upon seeing Jessica's reaction as her breasts were squeezed like that. She was interested to see how she would react if she was given another stimulation, so after playing with her tits for a while, Oboro would pull her hand back before she balled hand into a fist. She smiled cruelly at Jessica, letting her intention be known to the violet-haired woman.

"Let's see how good you are at handling pain..." Oboro said before she went to drive her fist into Jessica's bared belly, looking to knock some air out of her lungs. She would make sure that the punch was painful for her as she would push the fist deeper before twisting it. She would keep her eyes on Jessica's face to see how she would react to this.

As Jessica felt Oboro continue to play with her nipple, her knee bent. Or, as much as it could under the circumstances, given that her ankles were bound together. Jessica hated how much she was liking this, and hated it even more considering who was doing it. She had won, and now here she was. Soon, though, the whole tenor of the evening changed as Oboro's words reflected a newfound malice. With her arms being held aloft, she had no choice but to take it.

"Oof!" She cried out as the fist slammed into her totally exposed stomach. She grimaced, even more so as Oboro pushed in and twisted, causing the skin to contort painfully. She closed her eyes for a second, and then opened them again, seeing the woman in front of her. She wanted a reaction. They wanted a reaction. Jessica was going to give it to them.

"Fuck you," she panted.

If anything, that had proven that Jessica was quite a feisty woman, which Oboro quite liked. She liked it if her prisoner was feisty. It would make the process of breaking her much more fun. Right after driving her fist right into her belly, Oboro took a while to caress the part that she struck earlier, drawing circles around her belly button.

"I believe you misunderstand, dear..." Oboro said, poking at Jessica's belly button after drawing circles around it. "You are not doing any fucking here. If anything, the ones who will do the fucking are us. I want to make that very clear..."

And right after that, she would draw her hand back again before driving her fist into Jessica's belly for the second time.

Jessica eyed Oboro cautiously. She knew that her insult was not likely to end well for her, but Jessica was not the sort of woman to go down easy. She grimaced as the woman traced her tight abs with her finger. Jessica tried to breathe. Be loose. That was going to be what it took to ensure that she took the least amount of damage possible. She hoped. She patiently listened as Oboro gave her speech, her mouth opening to launch some blistering retort, only to be cut short. No words came out of her mouth. They couldn't.

The second blow to Jessica's stomach rendered her mute save for some sputtering and the harsh gasp of a haughty woman who was brought so low that she was gasping for air. She had faced blows that were as fierce before, surely, but she was having a mighty hard time of remembering exactly when. As Jessica struggled to breathe, her breasts shook mightily. That was not her favorite part of all this.

After driving her fist into Jessica's belly for the second time, Oboro smirked. Jessica was truly helpless at the moment as she was being restrained by Vritra from behind. After punching her, Oboro went to grab her by her chin and cup it, forcing the violet-haired woman to look straight into her eyes.

"I love breaking girls like you..." Oboro stated, studying Jessica's feature. "A strong-willed girl like you is my favorite, you know? Especially when your face breaks into tears as you succumb to despair..." she licked her lips, imagining the expression Jessica would make once she's done having her way with her. "You'll be quite a treat for us, hehehe..."

Then, she would bring her other hand to Jessica's exposed crotch, clawing at it as she continued looking into her eyes. She would squeeze the tender spot, taunting her with a devilish grin as she did so.

Jessica was still grimacing when Oboro started cupping her chin. It was kind of annoying, to be honest. The fact that this woman thought that she would break Jessica or that she was trying to. When she looked into Oboro's eyes, however, there was a moment of doubt within her. She did her best not to show it. Her dark mind churned, trying to come up with some vicious insult to try and turn the situation around when Oboro went and did something...interesting.

Her crotch was grabbed. The words hit her ears. Things were really starting to dawn on her. She opened her eyes again, desperately looking for a way out of this jam, thrashing against the woman who was holding her a little bit. If they wanted her to succumb to despair, they were going to have to earn it.

Oboro grinned as she saw it in Jessica's eyes that she was still trying to find a way out of this. She almost laughed out loud at the futility of said action, and now that her hand was clutching on her nether region, she would give it a squeeze as she would bring her other hand to Jessica's breasts, kneading her breasts one at a time.

"Still hoping for an escape, I see..." Oboro said. "That won't do. We're still not done with you yet..." She would continue playing with her captive's tits before she decided to slid a digit into her slit. "We still haven't started getting intimate with you just yet..." She would start slow as she began to move her finger, looking to stir inside Jessica's sex as she was still held in Vritra's arms.

The night had started off pretty well, all things considered. She had won the match after all. But things suddenly took a turn for the worse, and now the evening was descending further. There was no hope for escape. Oboro was right. The fact that she was even still looking was kind of silly, but Jessica always had a firm belief in herself. And now that belief was being questioned with one hand kneading her breasts.

The sensation was not a pleasant one, mentally. She knew that she was being restrained and that was not a position that Jessica typically favored. But she could not help but feel that feminine pleasure as her breasts were touched. Worse still, Oboro had entered her finger into Jessica's sex, and was stirring something up that was altogether pleasing. She shuddered with pleasure instinctively.

Seeing the shuddering of Jessica's body as she toyed with it, Oboro couldn't help but chuckle a little, knowing that with a little bit more effort, she could get what she wanted from their prisoner. With one hand groping and kneading Jessica's breasts and the other clawing at her crotch and fingering her sex, Oboro was looking to see more reactions from the violet-haired woman whom she had taken captive.

"It's really sad, isn't it?" Oboro purred, tweaking and pinching one of Jessica's nipples as she continued plunging her fingers into Jessica's snatch. "You're supposed to walk away with head held high after a well-earned victory from a hard-fought match, but now, you are here, to be nothing but a plaything for us..." She would then start using her thumb to tease her clit, hoping to get more reaction from her captive.

Jessica was gritting her teeth. If she were being honest with herself, she was not really sure why. The truth of Oboro's statement was starting to hit home and Jessica did not like that. She was still considering fighting against the woman who was holding her back. And she was also trying to get the pleasure to subside. That was easily the most pertinent one. Oboro clearly knew what she was doing, and Jessica hated that particular fact.

Jessica's knee reflectively shot forward, not out of anger, but out of pleasure. Her strong thigh started shaking a little bit. Jessica had a tight six pack, and it started to seize a little bit. The Violent Violet tried to get those feelings to stop. "You bitch..." She growled.