Rabbit in a Snake Pit (Maelle vs. Rareta)

For Rareta this was sensory overload. She had never had a kiss like that, do warm, so inviting, so full of promise. It was a dangerously delicious trap,, thst Rareta fell into, one that she lost herself completely in while it lasted.

When it finally ended Rareta was stunned, unable to move or even think for a long moment as the kiss was pulled away. She had not really believed until now that Maelle could live up to her promise...she was scared now, because she now knew, she could. "N-not if I make you S-scream first"

Too late Rareta realized what Maelle was trying to do and looked to mimic that motion. She had tried to sound tough but they were only words, and it seemed her friend had the full grasp if their hollowness as she pushed Rareta down. In a wild motion however as she felt, her hand got caught in Maelle's bra and with her flailing about managed to pull it up into a nip slip. It was an accident but would the snake see it that way

It had been a complete accident that had caused Maelle's top to slip. Rareta had merely been caught unaware and her wild flailing arms had caught in the supple fabric. She tried to apologize but before the words were even out, she was caught up in another kiss while being choked. Immediately her vision began to flicker and tears of pain and embarrassment began to roll down her face. She tried to slip out, to roll away, to do anything to escape, and before too long if she was not freed she would pass out (not a loss however, for only a verbal submission could do that.)

Rareta was let loose and flopped to the mat, coughing and splattering as the air returned to her body. In the core of her mind, two conflicting emotions were fighting for attention. On the one hand her body was alive with excited fire, she had never felt that way before, never been turned on like that. But the method used to achieve it had brought a separate emotion...anger. It was rare for Rareta to get angry as she usually avoided situations that would induce the feeling. But here there was no escape, the mocking calls of the crowd, her own mixed feelings, and of course the actions of her "friend". All of this lit the fire under Rareta which then caused her to consider some very unladylike things

With a growl that was almost cat-like, Rareta sprang at Maelle, tears still rolling down her face as she tried to bodily take Maella to the ground. If she managed to do that she would attempt to finish what had been accidentally started, that is the complete stripping of Maelle.

"No! Not this time! I'm done being your little pet, your scapegoat, your partner in crime. It's time you learned the consequences of looking down on me all these years. In fact after this match...I'll make you my pet for a day...see how you like it." At any other time, these words would never have even crossed her mind to say. But now she had no filter and was Hella pissed. Years of resentment over stupid childhood wrongs were boiling up now.

And with that first Rareta would grab at Maelle's top and give it a yank, trying to give these horny fans what they wanted. But she would not stop there, after the tits were freed, she would do the same to Maelle's bottoms, giving the audience a great view of that moist, wet slit.