The Red Wedding

Her body seized up as jolts went through her body, her legs stiffening, even as they are held up by Minerva herself. She bit her lip, trying to tide herself but that was already a difficult task to do. Having being ambushed and now having someone’s foot rub all over the bare sex, it was a shock that Li-Mei had yet to recover from. Her lips quivering, as much as she tried to stop it with biting her lip. Her own pussy was betraying her as the sensations of it all, the stimulation that Minerva was doing, it was going to buckle and break in its pursuit, its need of pleasure. The Oriental Rose breathed in deeply, her fists tighten and pounded ad the gym floor, not getting much purchase, nothing to hold on to other than trying to keep it at bay. Yet she was simply delaying the inevitable.

“Hahhh…auuuhh….no!...I’m not…done….I…am not!” Li-Mei defiantly says, refusing to give truth to Minerva’s claims. Anyone can get wet down there if stimulated enough and that is a fact. It’s not so impressive that she is using the foot to turn her on as the same can be said of the fingers or the mouth or even one’s pussy. Yet somehow…she couldn’t deny how flawless they were, how soft they felt, the smoothness of the curves and arches, coupled with the stockings that brought a different experience, the nylon brushing, tickling and grinding at her sex. From the way her nipples stiffened and the building wetness of her pussy grows, it was hard to deny it.

And that is all before she soon increased the intensity of her foot grinding upon Li-Mei’s sex, going faster and harder, and the pangs of pleasure hitting her even harder than before. Her own toes curling, signalling of what is to come. “No! I…won’t! I’ll never...hauuugh…I-I…” She couldn’t bring herself to finish that sentence before her body locked up, her back arched and chest thrusts forward, bringing about the outcome that Minerva had sought out! “NNNGGUUUAAAHHHHH~!!” Li-Mei threw her head back, the sheer sensation of Minerva’s foot pushed her past the edge as she experienced the quaking orgasm. Shaking, the waves of pleasure washing all over her, her cheeks blushing with a red hue, more so in embarrassment as well because of the forced orgasm. She closed her eyes, just wanting to blank the world away and even Minerva looming and sneering over her.

Minerva sneered in utter delight at Li-Mei’s helpless struggles. The girl tried and tried to defy her words and her order, but her body told a different tale. Of course, Minerva knew the pure stimulation was the driving force of Li-Mei’s arousal. But the Dane knew just how exquisite her feet were. She took wonderful care of them, and the Oriental Rose certainly wasn’t the first to find herself turned on by them. Using this to break her down both mentally and physically would be simply sublime.

It didn’t last much longer once Minerva quickened the pace of her grinding. Her stocking-covered foot drove back and forth over Li-Mei’s sex, until finally her body gave in. The girl’s moan echoing through the empty gym as her orgasm washed over her was music to Minerva’s ears. She let go of her legs and let them drop to the floor, then walked around to stand next to the woman’s head while peering down at her prone, naked form.

“I will tolerate your disobedience this once, only because your body was honest when you were not. But from this moment on, failure to do as you are told will not go unpunished,” she said firmly. Then she raised her foot, soaked with Li-Mei’s juices, and pressed it down right on her pretty face. “Clean up the mess you made,” she demanded, smearing her sole over the woman’s face while waiting for her to comply.

“Uuuuuunghuuh…hnnngh…” Her own body twitching from the sheer pleasure of it all, one that she absolutely hated to admit, but something that her body would fully admit considering the kind of orgasm she just had. She gritted her teeth, breathing in deeply, trying to shut away the world and wished she was back home and not here! Not with Minerva as she pulled one orgasm out of her and stripped her naked. The pangs of pleasure lingered, throbbing underneath the flawless, stocking-clad foot of Minerva. The Oriental Rose didn’t want to admit to it, not to Minerva who she can agree with Ari and Natasha as to why they hate her. But still, it wasn’t as if she wasn’t good. No, that foot seemed well taken care of and with the way she used, them it probably wasn’t her first time. Her juices leaked out of Li-Mei’s pussy, shuddering and basking in the afterglow of the orgasm. Her legs dropped onto the floor hard, legs trembling, keeping her pride intact.

Even as Minerva pressed that cum-soaked foot onto the face of Li-Mei, which caused her foot to try and turn away from it, but already getting an accidental taste of her own juices as well as the taste and aroma of Minerva’s foot. Her own face being smeared and messed up, the smell invading her own nasal passages. “Nnuuugh…no…stop it!” She barked out, her feet sliding underneath as her knees came up, coming together just to soothe the throbbing pussy, her mind trying to battle and to resist it all. “I’m not…doing that…so leave!”

“Hmmmm, it seems you’re a slow learner,” Minerva said in response to Li-Mei’s defiant retort. But if she was angry, she did nothing to give that away. After all, Li-Mei was the one having a foot smear her own juices in her face against her will. It was hard for the Dane to be too angry while holding her down in such a humiliating and degrading way. Even still, she had warned the Oriental Rose to do as she was told. As far as Minerva was concerned, what happened next was entirely on Li-Mei.

“I told you disobedience would not be tolerated. Perhaps this will teach you just how seriously I meant that,” she said, before suddenly shoving all of her toes into Li-Mei’s mouth, pushing them as far back as they could get. Then while the girl would now be forced to taste Minerva’s cum-soaked foot in a much to a much more extreme degree, she began to peel the stocking down her leg, then pulled her foot out of the stocking and Li-Mei’s mouth. The stocking, however, Minerva kept in the girl’s mouth, and even shoved the rest of it in to gag her with it.

Then before Li-Mei could remove the stocking, Minerva pounced on her and quickly set about securing her limbs. Her long legs moved to form a figure four around her prey’s left arm and leg to trap them both. She pushed the girl up just enough to slip her upper body behind her, before one of her arms moved to hook Li-Mei’s other leg and pull it in the opposite direction, locking her in a Banana Split. The hold, demonstrating a piece of Minerva’s Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu talents, was a painful enough one on its own. But she added a little twist by moving her free hand between Li-Mei’s spread legs and thrusting her middle finger directly into her exposed pussy. Back and forth she’d begin thrusting, fingering the trapped girl while testing how far she could spread her legs out.

She would definitely disagree on the “slow learner” part. Li-Mei didn’t care about that Minerva wanted, only that she would leave her alone. She was already embarrassed, being cheap-shotted and brought to orgasm was humiliating enough, and she didn’t need any more of it. The Chinese woman wouldn’t agree to what she said if it even meant Minerva actually letting her go. But she feared that wasn’t going to happen. Minerva wanted to send a message. And she probably isn’t done until she is satisfied with making an example of her.

And whatever Minerva wanted, she was going to get it. Rather spoiled and never seemed to like the answer no. Perhaps she fully expected Li-Mei to kowtow and do as she pleases but with each denied request, the Dane isn’t too happy about it. Li-Mei continued to not do as she was told and wasn’t going to cave, that much she knew. Only that it would be at a cost of further humiliation. The foot that smeared and painted her face with her own cum would be shoved right into the Oriental Rose’s mouth, Li-Mei letting out shrieks as she tries to push it deep. It’s not so much the fact that she was being forced fed her own juices but also being forced to have her mouth accommodate the slightly long, tapered foot that pushed her jaw to its limits. Something that it is not naturally capable of accommodating. “MMMMMMRRRHHHH!! NNGRRHHHH!!” As if she was going to damn fit it all in, slowly impaled as Minerva’s foot reached down her throat. She tried to gag and cough out, but even that was a task, her legs flailing across the gym floor, only getting the briefest of glances as Minerva did a little striptease, slowly peeling off the long stockings down her leg. With how slow it was going, it was agonising enough to wait for it to reach down towards her foot, her eyes squinting hard as she felt her jaw was going to detach itself the longer it keeps going. The Chinese woman would feel that nylon fabric rolled up some and pressing her own lips, all before finally and mercifully pulling her foot away from Li-Mei’s mouth. Her jaw and mouth could relax some, only that the cum-soaked stockings remained inside, not letting it close fully and coughing right on it with the stocking inside.

Though that would not be the end for Li-Mei however, even as Minerva left one half of her pair of stockings inside her mouth. She felt Minerva moving around behind her, her legs being spread wide, feeling her tall form on her back, the stretch on her legs getting past comfortable, her own hip joints now feeling the strain once she got past being forced into the splits, her own body exposed while being locked in a Banana Split. The Oriental Rose tried to struggle but all efforts would be in vain as she can’t even escape! She tried to scream or talk but with the stocking forced inside her mouth, there wasn’t much she could do. Her hands trying to push on it, hoping that would net some results until she felt something enter inside Li-Mei’s pussy.

Minerva’s finger slipped inside Li-Mei, a middle finger thrusting in and out of the Chinese woman and her body froze her efforts, waves of pleasure being felt as soon as that finger thrusted back and forth. “MMMMPPH! MMMMMGHH! NNNNMMPH!!”

Minerva could tell quite easily how much pain and discomfort it was causing Li-Mei to push her jaw to the limits of its flexibility. One wrong movement and she very easily could have dislocated or fractured the bone altogether. But she gave no indication that that danger or the woman’s suffering bothered her in the slightest. If anything, Minerva enjoyed it. It pleased her greatly to see the kickboxer ironically tortured and humiliated so thoroughly by only a single foot. Her muffled screams were just a delectable bonus added onto it all.

Soon she mercifully removed her foot from Li-Mei’s mouth, and seconds later she had the woman trapped in a Banana Split while fingering her sex. The Oriental Rose’s scream may have been muffled by the stocking stuffed into her mouth, but it was music to Minerva’s ears regardless.  “This one I call the ‘Widow’s Wail,’” Minerva said while continuing to pump her finger in and out of Li-Mei’s pussy, again speaking in a plain, matter-of-fact tone. “You don’t strike me as a widow, but that’s irrelevant, really. The ‘Wail’ is the important part of the name, as you understand now.” There was a pause as if she were giving Li-Mei a chance to respond, though of course there was no way she could with Minerva's stocking stuffed in her mouth.

"I'm sorry, I can't understand you. That gag makes it impossible to understand what you're saying. It must be frustrating." The Dane let out a cold chuckle, thoroughly enjoying the humiliation she was subjecting this woman to.

As she spoke, the Dane was also observing Li-Mei’s reaction to her finger, taking note of the spots that elicited more noticeable reactions. And now she began to quicken the speed of her thrust, while simultaneously targeting any and all sweet spots she’d managed to find by then. Li-Mei was fresh off an orgasm mere minutes ago. Giving her little time to recover, Minerva wanted to see if she could push the kickboxer over the edge again.

Most of the harrowing pain that she was experiencing was over, at least that is what Li-Mei had thought. The sadistic Dane had much more in store for her and that will be fully compounded as soon as she was put in a very painful move. All Li-Mei wished is that she would go away at this point. But she suspected that this wasn’t going to be over, much to her chagrin. She thrashed around, squirming in the unique Banana Split, her lower body getting stretched past it’s comfortable range and she was already comfortable with a split. She shrieked, trying to yell out but that makeshift muffle made it that such a thing wasn’t possible, unintentionally tasting more of her own juices and Minerva’s own foot as god knows how long she was wearing those stockings.

However, escape seemed to be impossible and that is not going over Minerva blasting her pussy with her finger. Her legs trembled, part to do with the stretch and also quivering to the sensations of it all, unable to do anything and her mind wasn’t steeled enough to resist. Not that she was in any position to do so, moans were coming out just as her juices were leaking out, further lubricating Minerva’s finger.

And was Minerva gonna keep giving commentary? Something that Li-Mei didn’t need on top of the pain and pleasure combo that she was experiencing but she had no choice but to listen. No, she wasn’t a widow but she was wailing, already coming closer to that blissful climax once again. Anyone else and in other circumstances she wouldn’t mind much, but with Minerva…she hated that she was feeling this, hated that she was mocking her which what is apparently a Game of Thrones reference…and she hated that she was good, even with a single middle finger. Which made things even worse once that climax was reached.

“MMMMRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMMGHHHHHH~!!!” She yelled from the top of her lungs as her juices spurted out, splashing against Minerva’s finger, her whole body quivering as she was brought to yet another orgasm. Seeing her own pussy shooting out like a fountain as soon as the orgasm hit her and the pangs of pleasure hitting her hard.

Minerva continued to finger Li-Mei through her explosive orgasm, watching the girl’s juices squirt out of her. It was an exquisite sight, made all the more delightful by the Chinese beauty’s muffled screams. Anger and ecstacy blended wonderfully in those cries, filling Minerva’s ears with a noise she’d liken to a crescendo taken right out out of a classical symphony. She burned the sight and sound into her memory, wanting to hold onto this moment.

She pulled her finger out of Li-Mei’s pussy and, while still holding the woman helpless in her clutches, sucked her juices off of the finger. “Mmmmm, delicious~” she said with a giggle before finally reaching her hand to pull the stocking out of Li-Mei’s mouth. “How long do you intend to suck on my stocking? You must have really been enjoying it to cum like that,” the Dane taunted, as if Li-Mei had had any say in the matter herself.

Finally Minerva released her hold on the woman, but she didn’t give her any time to rest. As soon as she got to her feet she grabbed onto Li-Mei’s pretty, dark hair and pulled her up as well, turning the woman so she was standing with her back to Minerva. Then she hoisted her up and onto her shoulders, facing up while the Dane pulled down on her leg and neck to apply a Torture Rack. While bending her prey over her shoulders Minerva began walking toward the ring. But as she reached the side, she began to slowly walk around it.

“Which tasted tasted better, my foot or your cum? And give me an honest answer. I won’t let you go until you do.”

Her own body betrayed her, all with Minerva’s middle finger as her juices exploded out of her own pussy, hating the sight of it but couldn’t deny how good it felt when it comes to that orgasm. Yet it was bittersweet, any other woman it wouldn’t have been that bad, but for someone like Minerva, it was disgusting. And she could tell that the sadistic Dane was enjoying it all, her screaming in pain and in pleasure, and the fact that this is happening really made her wish that she was not in this place and not have read this letter in the first place.

Minerva would actually pull the muffle, or to be specific her own stocking, out of her own mouth. The Widow’s Wail remained, and it was still a pain to be in, but she was at least able to get it out. The Oriental Rose panted, coughing out the taste but it still remained on her tastebuds. A slight growl coming from Li as Minerva continued to taunt her more and more. “Fuck…you…” Indeed, she never had any say in this matter, it was all forced, just like those orgasms.

Though she wouldn’t ever hear the end of it, even after she was freed from the Widow’s Wail. Her own hip joints throbbed with pain, gritting her teeth as she found some relief. Though there seemed to be a recurring thing where she gets a rest but it never lasts until she is put into another kind of torture. Ironically, as Li-Mei felt her scalp burning as she was pulled up onto wobbly legs, she was placed in the Torture Rack. Groaning in pain, writhing some within the hold as the strain of her back began to build. She looked around, seeing as if Minerva was walking them towards somewhere. And it looked to be inside the ring. Perhaps this was going to be brief as they come towards it.

Then again, this is Minerva. And as soon as they got near it, Minerva started to walk around and kept with the teasing. “Augghh…no…let…ahhh…me go…” She grunted as she squirmed within the Torture Rack.

The “fuck you” earned Li-Mei an immediate, hard slap to the face, using the same hand that just just fingered her to an orgasm. She had already made it known disobedience would not be tolerated. But disrespect was an even greater offense, one that would always be returned with disrespect in kind, and one that would continue to make this experience even more worse than it already was for the Chinese woman every time it was committed.

When she held her prey in the Torture Rack and her question was not properly answered, a cold chuckle escaped Minerva’s lips. “‘Let you go?’ I’m afraid that’s not an acceptable answer to my question. Perhaps you just need to think about it a bit longer,” she said, sliding a finger into Li-Mei’s sex to start fingering her again, this time while simultaneously bending the woman’s spine over her shoulders. But that wasn’t all. Humiliating as this likely was, Minerva wanted to make sure she wasn’t giving her too much pleasure and not enough pain. Otherwise it might seem as if she was rewarding Li-Mei for her impudence.

While her finger thrusted back and forth in the woman’s pussy, she pulled harder on the Torture Rack, amping up the painful pressure applied to her spine. “Let’s try again. My foot, or your cum. Which tasted better?” Minerva asked again while rounding a corner of the ring and continuing her little walk. By now they had gone all the way around it once, and she wanted it to be clear to Li-Mei this would all continue until she gave an honest answer to the degrading question.