Susan Howard and Victoria Archer vs. Black Belt Demon and Valley Doll - Randomination

And down to her knees went Victoria. More than a little satisfying, the Black Belt Demon couldn't deny it, even if she was only coming in after Valley had done most of the legwork on this woman. This was exactly the sort of woman she liked to lay low - all stuck up and proud, thinking her skills would be enough to get her through the AFW. No idea what this place could do to you, the way it could break all of that down.

She could see it in Victoria the same way she’d seen it in herself, and that meant she knew exactly what to do with it.

The Black Belt Demon kept her hold on the arm, keeping control of Victoria, even as her partner sent out a warning from the other side of the ring. Yeah, they were up to something, but that didn’t mean she could do a damn thing about it. Not if her suspicions were correct, and she knew exactly how to confirm them.

With one hand on Victoria’s wrist, she brought the other down, wrapped it around to the blonde’s neck, slid her foot behind the upturned knee and fell to the floor, coming down on top of the taller woman. She relinquished control of the arm, only to lock her hands behind her opponent’s head and secure a tight arm triangle.

An effective move, and deadly in the Black Belt Demon’s arsenal, but she didn’t get her down here to go for a submission. No, she only used it to hold her opponent in place, nice and tight, while she brought her lips to her foe’s ear and spoke hot, husky words straight into it.

”Yeah, ‘Vicky’.” With her face buried in Victoria’s hair, she ran her tongue along the side of her face and nibbled at her neck, nipping at it with gentle, teasing bites. ”Watch out.”

Susan was getting really tired of this whole “tag team partner completely ignoring her advice” thing. It was inconsiderate as hell. Rude, even. And frankly, it was making Susan’s anxiety skyrocket. Only a few minutes ago, if even that, Victoria had been doing an excellent job of keeping up with Valley Doll through sequences of attacks that went so fast Susan’s eyes had barely been able to follow. That had happened, right? The redhead was starting to legitimately wonder if she’d dreamed that whole thing seeing as Victoria now seemed to lack even the slightest understanding of the word “defense.” Just moments after her stunning display with Valley, the blonde martial artist looked completely helpless while the Black Belt Demon took her down to the mat and applied a hold in disturbingly casual fashion.

Perhaps the one redeeming thing about this was that the Black Belt Demon didn’t appear to be trying to force a submission. Victoria was being held in place quite effectively. But while she squirmed and groaned uncomfortably, she didn’t seem to be in any kind of excruciating pain yet. However, she also wasn’t doing anything to suggest she’d be able to get out of the hold on her own. And things only got worse when the Black Belt Demon began to tease Victoria with her tongue and nibble on her. Susan didn’t have a very good view of that, but the way her partner suddenly moaned and blushed was clue enough as to the general idea of what was happening. For a moment, the redhead found herself feeling a bit impressed. This was actually…kind of hot, and she never would’ve guessed the brat had this in her.

Refocusing, Susan was further dismayed by her partner’s placement in the ring. She was just out of range from reaching the ropes, but she was also far too close to their enemies’ corner. The idea that the model might make it all the way over there to break the hold up before Valley could intercept her felt profoundly unlikely… But Victoria wasn’t going to get out of that hold on her own. Eventually, it was going to stop being a means of holding her down, and turn into something designed to make her tap.

“Shit!” Susan cursed under her breath, looking across the ring toward Valley Doll while anxiously gripping the top rope. And then finally, she went for it. While stepping through the ropes, Susan brought a foot down on one of the ropes and kicked off of it, using it to spring her forward a few extra feet through her first step while she started sprinting toward her partner! She could only pray that that small head start would buy her enough time to get to Victoria before Valley could stop her!

Valley could see the confusion on Susan’s face from across the corner. Heck, she probably could’ve seen it from orbit, and she wasn’t the only one asking questions about what was going on, here. Makoto Aihara was a world-class judoka, sure…but she wasn’t using any of that skill to hold Victoria down. While she had just met the other blonde, their brief exchange in the ring was more than enough to show how much skill she had. She didn’t know what martial art the woman practiced, but she was an expert in something, that much was clear. She should’ve been a hassle for someone like Makoto. For anyone.

But there she was in the middle ring, melting in the Black Belt Demon’s grasp, squirming around like…like…

Valley’s eyes widened when it all came together, the realization setting in hard and fast. She’d been here herself, with Kaylee Rush, when the little bombshell got her down and worked her over with ear nibbling. The sensual stuff was getting to Victoria, sweeping her up, and the Black Belt Demon was keying in on it. A cheap tactic, year…but it wasn’t illegal, not really, and Valley was having a hard time faulting her for taking advantage of it. She didn’t approve, but it was the smart play. Skirting the rules wasn’t breaking them.

She didn’t have much time to think on it, anyway, as Susan decided this was the perfect time to get involved and force Valley’s hand. The redhead was making a beeline for the center of the ring, giving the Slamazon only a couple of seconds to act. Clicking her tongue, she ducked down, grabbed the middle rope, pulled back and then launched herself forward, flying through the ropes with open arms, looking to intercept the incoming Susan with a slingshot spear and send them rolling to the outside.

”Nope!”

It’d be a hell of a save, but the Black Belt Demon wasn’t paying attention to any of it. Her focus was squarely on the blonde beneath her, the one writhing like a worm on a hook while she worked her over. Wanting to take more control, she brought her leg over Victoria’s body, straddling her waist and bring the laps together for a slow grind, letting their chests press against each other, taking her hot breath and tongue to her hapless captive’s neck and lathering up her collarbone. She was getting close to the finale, but she wasn’t there yet. Not quite. Just a little more groundwork.

”You little slut.” The Black Belt Demon’s whispers came in between licks and bites, as she tightened her arms around Victoria’s neck to hold her in place. ”This was what you wanted right from the start, isn’t it? Getting beat like this? What’s wrong, can’t get it any other way?”

It was brief, but there was actually a moment where Susan genuinely felt like she might make it to Victoria in time before Valley could stop her. By the time she had closed more than half the distance, the Slamazon hadn’t moved to intercept her yet. Just another step or two, and she would’ve been able to throw herself onto the Black Belt Demon and break up the hold! But just as she put her focus on the two women on the mat, that was when Valley suddenly came flying through the ropes, barreling her shoulder right into Susan’s gut!

“UGH!” she grunted heavily as the collision flattened her right on her back, before Valley rolled them both toward and under the bottom rope. Susan, holding her gut with one arm, used the other to grab onto the apron, grunting as she tried to pull herself back up. Getting even that far felt unlikely now that Valley knew what she was trying to do. But she had to try. Anything was better than doing nothing and waiting for the final outcome, especially knowing how bad Victoria’s situation was.

Meanwhile, inside the ring, things were even worse than Susan realized. Victoria was still being held down and teased, but now she’d been mounted too, with the Black Belt Demon rubbing their hips and chests together all while tightening her chokehold. The trapped blonde was blushing, and not just because of the tightening hold around her neck.

“I…No!..That’s not…” she tried to protest, but couldn’t think anywhere near straight enough to focm any kind of coherent response. Of course she didn’t agree with any of the Black Belt Demon’s words. But the way she whispered the words while licking and nibbling on her, combined now with the girl’s body grinded down against her own, was all having a clear effect.

For someone with such a voluptuous body, Valley had to say that Susan made for a surprisingly hard target to hit, a fairly well built woman all over, not just in her legs. Hitting her knocked more than a little wind out of the Slamazon, despite her being the one of the receiving end, but her attack did what she wanted it do, taking them to the farther side of the ring, making space between them. The referee was stuck in the middle, trying to decide whether she should chastise the interference or focus on the active combatants. Not a choice Valley wanted her making.

To make matters worse, Susan still seemed bent on getting back to break up whatever Makoto was doing to Victoria. It didn’t matter how the judoka was keeping her opponent down, it was working, and if that was the ticket to them winning this match, so be it. Which meant Valley had to keep the redhead locked down long enough for the magic to happen.

And what would you know, she had the perfect move in mind.

As Susan tried to get back into the fray, Valley shot her leg out, and wrapped them around her head from behind, pulling her back. She tucked her leg under her knee, pulled back on the ankle, and attempted to trap her foe with a figure-four headlock - her Valley Lock submission maneuver. She didn’t focus on choking her opponent with it, knowing there was no point in the tap and not wanting to knock her out, but she focused on keeping it solid. Susan wasn’t going to sleep, but she wasn’t going anywhere else, either.

The Black Belt Demon saw all this happening and smirked. That problem was dealt with. Now, all she had to do was close the deal. Perfect.

Victoria was putty now. The Black Belt Demon could’ve followed up with any move she liked, ended this match in a thousand ways, but she went for the one that used a finisher she had only just recently learned. She brought her arm under Victoria’s neck from behind, then pressed her other arm into her opponent’s throat, pressing against her trachea with a tight choke, securing it and squeezing the noose. At the same time, she brought her thigh in between Victoria’s and started a slow, teasing grind, thrusting back and forth, pressing and pushing into her most intimate part. And for the final cherry on top, she came in and took her opponent’s lips with her own, kissing and sucking and licking away her mouth, taking pleasure from her while denying even the smallest attempt to breath.

Sode Guruma Jime. ‘Sleeve Wheel Constriction’. A classic judo move, with a special inventive touch, courtesy of Anesthesia.

As much as it sucked to try to breathe and as bad as her stomach hurt right now, Susan resiliently tried to push through that, knowing it was her one and only chance to keep this match alive for her team. Unfortunately for her, Valley understood that too, and wasn’t about to let that happen. The model had barely started making any progress toward the two in the ring before a pair of legs latched onto her head from behind, and she cursed sharply as they pulled her back! The hold wasn’t applied tight enough to cause much pain, but it was still a tight grip between a pair of strong legs. If time weren’t an issue putting so much pressure on her right now, maybe she could’ve found a practical solution. But knowing each second brought Victoria closer to certain doom, Susan was just frantically kicking, pulling and thrashing about, and making no progress in breaking Valley’s hold.

Meanwhile, Victoria was in a position she really had not expected to be in this match. Neither of her opponents had seemed like the type to try something like this on her. But here she was, pinned down and moaning in pleasure while the Black Belt Demon rubbed their bodies together. Victoria honestly hadn’t even paid much attention to the judoka’s figure prior to this, but the way those trained legs framed and trapped her body between them, the feeling of their bodies rubbing together…she hated that she found herself loving the sensation.

Then her foe shifted her position, bringing her thigh in between Victoria’s while the arms around her neck formed a strangling chokehold. She let out a strained moan as the thigh between her legs began to rub against her crotch, and then her mouth was sealed with a smothering kiss from the Black Belt Demon! Victoria moaned into the kiss, her hips almost involuntarily grinding in rhythm with the movement of her foe’s leg. The pain from the choke, dizziness coming on from the lack of oxygen and the pleasure of the Black Belt Demon’s teasing were an overwhelming barrage of feelings and sensations. But it was mere moments before Victoria moaned out again, her body straining as it was driven straight to an orgasm! Fortunately her attire didn’t make it particularly visible, but the Black Belt Demon was sure to feel it against her leg.

Mortified, while still somehow feeling like she was on cloud nine, Victoria felt her consciousness fading. Hoping to avoid that, she finally began tapping against the Black Belt Demon’s arm with her free hand to signal her submission. The ref called for the bell, but the blonde had delayed her submission for too long, and passed out right as the bell rang.

The Black Belt Demon had just made Victoria orgasm, submit and pass out all practically at the same time…

Anesthesia was experiencing something new. It was this warm feeling in her gut, something strong, something fuzzy, something approaching wholesome. She couldn't say she had ever had it before, and it took her a minute to even realize what it was, but now that it was there and settling, it all made sense.

For the first time in her life, Anesthesia was experiencing pride in someone other than herself. Kind of refreshing, really.

There she stood, watching as her little protege worked off Victoria in the middle of the ring. It was hard to fathom. Not too long ago, these positions had been reversed, as Kaylee had her way with Makoto and fucked her to an easy win. It was a role that no one had ever expected her to play, but she was doing so magnificently.

And the Black Belt Demon loved it. She loved the way Victoria squirmed underneath her and begged with those eyes. She loved the way she shuddered and fought as she tried to fight what her body was feeling. She loved the way she began to jerk around as the orgasm took hold of her, even as she started to pass out. And she loved, loved, loved the way the referee saw all the telltale signs, waved her hands, and called for the bell. She’d won. She had actually won.

The thrill was so wild that it nearly made Makoto climax herself. She pulled up and Victoria was just laying there, taken out. By her. It was the greatest feeling she could ever imagine, this raw thrill, and she needed some outlet for it. Now. Right now. She knew exactly where to go.

Valley was outside of the ring with Susan when the bell rang, and since it was a safe bet that Victoria hadn't turned around the match in the five seconds since she lost sight of them, it was easy to guess who came out on top. She let go of Susan right away, popped to her feet, peered into the ring, and saw…

The Black Belt Demon, sitting on the apron with her legs wide, making out with Anesthesia like two horny schoolgirls.

She stood there, staring, gazing at the display and throwing the occasional glance towards Susan. ”This is the weirdest match I’ve ever been in.”