Re: Rabbit in a Snake Pit (Maelle vs. Rareta)

by dlamp Fri Nov 05, 2021 1:36 am

Maelle's mouth and tongue worked with ruthless efficiency once she made contact with Rareta's lips. Her tongue explored and claimed every bit of her friend's mouth as possible, digging deep to push and bully the tongue within while sucking what bit of air she could out of Rareta's body. She had zero intention of making this a loving affair, but a fierce and brutal snatching of innocence and willpower. And from the look of things, it seemed like she was winning out, if only a little. Rareta's eyes still had lift in them. Still some bit of fight and hope that she'd push past this. A dying animal's last bit of struggle before finally accepting its fate.

In another circumstance, Maelle would had felt honor, even a bit of pride to have an opponent that was brave enough to fight against a losing situation to her last breath. But instead there was only rage. Rage and irritation as the noble narrowed her eyes into snake-like slits. Go down you damn rabbi-

"Mmmm?!"

Pain. A sharp and stinging pain right at her crotch. Rareta's last push, a sharp and furious wedgie in turn, revenge for Maelle's previous rough treatment. It was hard to fight against the tears, her already frayed emotions combined with the pain made it hard to hide her reaction. She broke the kiss, gasping in shock, pain, and fury. "How dare you!" It was all she hissed out before pulling back a hand for a sharp and ruthless slap to Rareta's face.

by Valicon Mon Nov 08, 2021 11:45 pm

Rareta had just begun to pull down Maelle's panties, an act she enjoyed almost as much as hearing her former friend yell out in pain. The next thing she knew she had taken a huge slap to the face and she plummeted to the mat, shaken and dazed from the hit. She would try to get back up, her body being forced to do things it was not able to do and then just as she got to her feet, her left leg buckled and she collapsed to one knee

by dlamp Fri Nov 12, 2021 11:31 am

"Haah... haah..." Maelle's face with beet red, a combination of embarrassment and effort. It was a close call. Rareta had just enough fight to nearly strip Maelle further, but the slap seemed to be the final death knell for her friend. Just was she wriggled out of Maelle's grip and stood for another round, she dropped to a knee. Rareta was running on fumes now, but Maelle was only in a slightly better condition. She might had not taken as many hits, but the anger certainly drained her faster than she would had liked. "Gh..." Maelle forced herself back to her feet, her panties still riding against her before she forced them back into place.

Then, her snake eyes narrowed Rareta's way. No more games. She was going to finish this here and now. As much as she'd love to finish this battle with a heavy and painful judo throw and pin, Maelle fury and the match's win condition meant she'd have to get... creative. And thankfully, she had just the move to put this little rabbit away.

"Rareta!" She hissed out the girl's name like is was poison, blazing forward to get right behind Rareta. Maelle acted with fast and practiced steps, moving herself behind her friend and jumping to get her legs around her waist and her arms around her neck. A standard sleeperhold from behind and the setup for one of her many humiliation finishers.

by Valicon Sat Nov 13, 2021 10:18 pm

Rareta struggled and squirmed as she felt the arms begin to encircle her neck and the legs to wrap around her body. She knew just like Maelle that if she went to sleep, it was all over for her. But she was on her last leg, literally. She had barely anything left and what she did have was not nearly enough to escape the vipers coils. So after only a few seconds, all that was left was the naked, unconscious form of the Egyptian Heiress, passed out in Maelle's arms.

by dlamp Tue Nov 16, 2021 11:44 pm

Fury guided Malle's body at this point. The moment she had her arms locked around Rareta's neck she tightened her grip without mercy, pulling her friend in close and pushing her own body forward to tighten the hold. It was tempting to move pull back instead to torque Rareta's back along with the choke, but only amateurs would attempt such a method. Any submission practitioner that spent a month at a gym would know better. And as Maelle was, as much as she wanted to hurt and break Rareta for her harsh words, she was a professional first, even in her rage.

Then, Rareta stopped struggling.

Her body started to slack and the hold was doing it's work. And there was a small rush from feeling her friend's body relax, relief that her rage was rewarded with result. Rareta was unconscious, forcibly passed out from the chokehold. And... there was silence. The crowd was a sea of hushed murmurs. Rareta was knocked out and couldn't continue. By all accounts the match was over. And in a normal match, that would definitely end things.

But this wasn't a normal match.

No, this was about humiliation and submission. And Rareta had done neither yet, not by Maelle's metrics. She refused to bask in a false victory. She win this match properly. "You don't get to sleep!" Maelle snarled.

Her feet started moving, already firmly wrapped around Rareta's waste, it didn't take much to get them pressing and poking against the heiress's pussy. She immediately started lightening her hold on the girl, starting to rub and prod at Rareta's sex with her feet for a thorough and ruthless footjob, complete with showing off Rareta's exposed breasts and forcing her awake with rough sex.

by Valicon Wed Nov 17, 2021 11:36 pm

Once again the earlier vision played out in Rareta's mind. The shattering sound of the transition was to be slowly replaced with high, mocking laughter and the feeling suddenly of her body on fire. Slowly she awoke, fellibg again her body light up with pleasure, her body on fire with it. Then she realized what was happening and the tears began anew. She thrashed about trying in vain to break the hold, to escape, to find a hole to crawl down in and hide. But by now it was no use, the snake had her coils around the rabbit, her poison taking full effect.

by dlamp Thu Nov 18, 2021 12:15 am

"Oh no!" Maelle's voice was sharp. Hostile and heated as Rareta squirmed within her grip. An fruitless effort that might had earned the girl some praise at her tenacity, but the time for compliments and sportsmanship had long ended. Now it was just the last gasps of a dying animal, prey that Maelle was all too content to play with for a while longer before devouring the meal. And Rareta's tears were spoiling her appetite.

"You should had cried long ago, ma petite lapine (my little rabbit)." She snarled, her foot rubbing every harder against Rareta's sex, desperate to feel her body suffer through the forced pleasure. "You're a warrior now, whether you like it or not, so I suggest you behave like one!" She gave Rareta's ear a small nip. Not a teasing nibble for sexual arousal, but a sharp bite to force her awake a little longer. "Now cum, Rareta! Cum and announce your surrender! Announce your regret for challenging me!"

by Valicon Sun Nov 21, 2021 2:47 pm

"No..no...no, I will not, let you...win" even her defiance was forced as she desperately and futily tried to push away those feet which were driving her wild. Of all her experiences (mostly loses) in the ring, this one was the hardest to accept and she fought tooth a day claw to stop it. All for naught.

With a scream that cut through even the loud chatter of the crowd she came, letting out and explosive jet of cum all over the mat. With no signs of Maelle stopping and her body now super sensitive to pleasure she did the only thing she could do to make it stop.

"NO MORE, NO MORE! I'M SORRY FOR CHALLENGING YOU MISTRESS AND I SURRENDER. NOW PLEASE LET ME GO!" Tears ran freely down her face as she yelled this out, without a doubt this was the lowest point in her career and already she was thinking of quiting

by dlamp Wed Nov 24, 2021 2:45 pm

A surge of energy rushed Maelle, the high off the dominance of forcing another woman to orgasm nearly making her tighten the choke as Rareta screamed out in ecstasy. Even more than the scream though was the begging that followed. Truly driven to tears and broken of will, Rareta cried and begged for her mercy as she came, an act that had the crowd howling as both Rareta's climax and the match's had reached its inevitable conclusion and the bell rang out.

"Haaa..." The rush of victory had Maelle wet, both from the arousal and the relief. A mentally taxing battle that finally came to end now that the task of breaking both Rareta's will to fight and pride as a fighter was complete. And as the ref moved to pry Maelle off her opponent she merely peeled herself off Rareta with little help, catching her breath as she rested on her knees. Her feet and ankles were still slick and wet with Rareta's release, and the ring now had a clear splatter along it that quite literally marked Maelle's victory. Though... Maelle herself felt little comfort in it. It was a victory, true, but not one that the noble felt was earned. Now that her anger had calmed and she could properly recall the match it had left a bitter taste in her mouth.

Fighting out of anger and revenge... it wasn't like her, and it wasn't how she was trained to use her martial prowess. "Tch," Maelle narrowed her eyes, snapping her fingers. Quickly, a servant climbed into the ring, placing a kimono robe over Maelle's shoulders. "Merci," The servant gave a small curtsy, taking a step back as Maelle's eyes laid on Rareta.

"Stand up," She ordered. "I've released you as you so desperately begged, and doubt some rough sex is enough to keep you down."

by Valicon Sun Nov 28, 2021 5:25 pm

Rareta barely even heard her as she sat in a puddle of her own juices, crying her eyes out over what had just happened. It wasn't just the match loss that affected her so. She was use to losing by this point. No, it was both how she had lost and to whom. Once, they had been the best of friends, sisters almost. Yes there had been things that they had disagreed upon, but thst was normal, even for friends so close. Now however, it the emotional high of this match, she felt that something might have been irretrievably lost. That was why she cried, for the friendship she must surely have lost.

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