Barbed Wire vs MIO - Apartment Handicap Match

What Barbara said made Mio's cheeks turned redder than they already were. Even if she said something in protest, her body probably would have given her feelings away anyways. Yet she still tried to show some renewed defiance towards her opponent despite her moaning and docile expression.

"N-no... nnnghh...!" she groaned from the wedgie, her lower half wiggled around in slight discomfort.

She tried to push Barbara a bit more, her legs flailing a bit after Sayuri took off both shoes, her toes curling in and out occasionally. It almost felt like her lithe form was slowly being devoured by her opponent's curvaceous figure, and yet she never asked to be let go. Not like Barbara would comply with her demand anyways.

Hearing what Sayuri said made her felt a little uneasy, and yet excited at the same time. She tried not to show too much for it at the moment, but she knew that it's only a matter of time for her arousal to get the better of her. Holding back was never her forte after all.

"No? Did you just say no?"
Smiling from ear to ear, Barbara watched with great satisfaction how she had grinded Mio into submission, despite her protest and renewed resistance. Time to test out how desperately Mio wanted this and how far she had her enslaved already.
"Open the button of your trouser."
She demanded while slowing down her grind against her opponent to a bare minimum, both to give the other girl some space and to incite her to follow her orders for the sweet reward of being further dominated.

Maybe Mio could have weathered this, at least that was what Sayuri though, So she would kind of join the fray by taking hold of a foot of Mio at the ankles.
"Now let´s take a look at the power couples of AFW. Why are they different? Because they say so."
Sayuri laughed before she let her tongue slide over the side of Mios foot.
"There already was a power couple before power couples became cool. Who? I could tell you, but I guess anyone worth addressing this message too has already figured it out."
Her fingers would streak over the foot she held, rubbing the little toe between her fingers.
"Inattentive viewers will probably have consulted their mobiles and found out that the couples that come to mind when you google *power couple AFW* are much older than we are. So they have to be in here from the get go, right?"
Sayuri again shook her head in a sad way.
"They are just old."

Barbara ceasing her grinding was actually giving a chance for Mio to recover and regain some of her senses, which made her actually becoming less submissive. While slightly panting, the smaller girl gave Barbara a look of hesitation, although it never really turn into a defiant expression as Sayuri's tongue then brushed her foot.

"Nn...!" Mio twitched slightly, then letting out a sigh as her toes were being rubbed by her fellow Japanese.

Slowly her hands reaching her pants, although for the time being, she's still not fully complying. A part of her was curious how Barbara would react, as unpleasant as it might be for her. After all it'd take much more than just breasts grinding to full enslave her.

Halfway there. That was a start. Barbara had obviously underestimated how much Mio could take from this treatment, but she did not really mind. Pacing was the thing of Sayuri, not hers.
"Not convinced enough, hm? Good. I like them defiant."
She told the two other people in this room, unsure if she was addressing Mio or Sayuri. Looking down on Sayuri and finding her gaze for a moment, she would nod and rub Mio against her as if she was a piece of soap. Up and down, up and down.

"Now we have a good example of a company workhorse here with little Mio."
The Japanese would say, clapping her hands for a little earnest applause for their opponent. afterwards, one of her hands would wander up the leg of Mio, stretching itself a little bit until she had reached the womanhood of the other girl waiting until the movement of Barbara would lightly press her on the waiting finger of Sayuri.
"Still everyone here always jumps on the newest fads and hyped losers from other loser sports and enterprises. How can a gymnast or an idol be seen as a serious wrestler and you cheer for them instantly? Don´t you people know that they are not real wrestlers when they show up here?"

"Mmmhh...!" Mio moaned and wriggled within Barbara's grasps as the big blonde rubbed herself against her some more.

The smaller girl's back arched slightly, her lithe form rolled a little against the curvaceous figure, her head slightly rolled back. Then she felt the finger of Sayuri pressed against her nether region, and she let out a moan that was a bit louder than before. The contact made Mio twitched around as she felt a little jolt being sent into her.

Her hands instinctively grabbed on Barbara's arms, pulling herself closer against the woman. Whether it's because she's afraid to fall down or just wanted to feel more of Sayuri's finger and the blonde's body would be up to anyone's guess.

"You know, I always had to care for the dogs of my parents. I guess history does repeat itself. At least tonight."
Sayuri casually said while mind absently eyeing the throes of Mio under their combined effort. She was done with ranting for the moment and savored in the warm, fuzzy feeling that had given her so that she was only doing the minimum of helping Barbara out with one finger while Barbara made kind of a workout program out of the smaller Mio.
"Besides, we are still waiting for a certain trouser button to be opened, Mio-chan. Else wise things could become really slow down here. We don´t care if you play hot and cold with us, I guess nobody excepts this to be ending soon anyway given your match record."

Despite her attempt to maintain some sort of defiance, there's one thing that Mio couldn't deny right now, mainly her building arousal. Even if Sayuri was only teasing her with a finger and there's still her pants and panties between the digit and her crotch, it felt like she's getting hotter and more bothered all the same.

A lot of credit was obviously given to what Barbara was doing, which had softened Mio's expression quite a lot since her refusal to comply with their demand. To be honest, she felt like she could have gotten addicted to the feeling of the big blonde's breasts grinding her chest, and a part of her even wondered if she could be brought to a climax just like this, and how it'd feel...

For now, she decided to remain defiant, just to see how much of their teasing she could take, as well as how patient her opponents going to be.

"Oi, now that is a challenge! We all know how tenacious Mio is, but I tell you something in silence:"
Sayuri said, winking the camera to come closer to her.
"Barbara won´t get bored. I have seen this woman lift the same fucking weight over and over again, for hours. If she gets in the mood, Mio is no longer a human for her, just a weight with tits. Mio is what, 100 British pounds or so, and her feet touch the floor then and when? Poor thing."

Strange enough, Barbara had entertained the question if she could make Mio cum by titfighting her alone and with a little help of Sayuri of course. She would have found it probably easier if she could pin her opponent to the bed, smother and rub her more directly while she was naked, but the challenge that had been issued had fallen on fertile ground.
"Resist all you like, Mio, as long as you want. My breasts already overwhelmed you, now you´re just dangling in my net. Tell me how much you love it, Mio-chan."
Babara demanded, grinding sensually over the breasts of Mio with her own, making a show out of how one of her breasts basically flattened the counterpart of her opponent with ease.

"H-haaa... I... It f-feels g-good..." Mio moaned, her cheeks blushing deep as she gave Barbara a resigned gaze.

Even if she was defiant with her action, she's always been quite honest with her feelings. Being utterly helpless in a bigger woman's hold was always her biggest turn on after all. The way she's just waiting to be broken, physically and mentally, without actually giving up was the thing she's known for after all. She enjoyed her role of being the prey at the mercy of her predators, and it's shown in how she looked at Barbara. It almost as if she's silently begging for more of her domination.

"Nnn..." her expression particularly looked a little more ecstatic whenever the breasts of Barbara squashed hers.

"What do you say, Barbara, do we accept the orgasm Mio is soon going to have from being overwhelmed by your beautiful breasts as substitute for the opening of her button?"
Barbara was as patient as a rock and would have fought it tooth and nail with Mio. But Sayuri wasnt exactly that patient. and she was getting pretty excited from the sight of her Amazon dominating the meek girl in her arms.

"Maybe. We will see when it gets this far."
The look on the face of Barbara was a mixture of extended power and superiority when she suddenly turned a little bit away from Sayuri, steering to a wall with Mio in her arms.

Lightly, at least for her capabilities, after slamming her victim against said wall with a body squash so that her feet were dangling in the air, she would cross the hands of Mio over her head and hold them there with one hand while one of her knees would resolutely make its way between the legs of the smaller girl to let her ride on it in however way Barbara would appease of.

Sayuri had been a little bit surprised of the sudden turn of events, but then moved herself in a side ward position, sighing lightly while looking at Barbara and Mio.
"Aah, isnt she just dreamy."