Belly Bonding Time

Janet knew what the tenth punch meant. She held it in Chelsea's abs for a long time, grinding her knuckles in deeper and deeper, trying to carve out a nice little crater in the softening, reddened flesh. She wanted to make Chelsea experience as much of that belly attention as she could in these waning moments of her time in charge!

Chelsea quickly took advantage of the fact that she could punch back, grabbing onto Janet and practically slamming her back against the wall. The redhead didn't break the kiss, following Janet's lead as she fired two quick punches into the brunette's gut. Janet let out pained groans into the liplock as her lungs were forced flat by the strength of the blows and oxygen flowed back into Chelsea's mouth! Even as her eyelids fluttered and spittle flew between their mouths, Janet knew that she had just as much ability to steal breath right now as her friend did! She would throw her weight forward, trying to tackle Chelsea backwards so that they fell down on the couch, Chelsea flat on her back! Janet would immediately dig a fist down deep into Chelsea's belly, aiming to steal the air right back as they dueled for control of precious breath with their belly punches!

Chelsea was playing a new game now, one that Janet seemed to be preparing for but still allowed to happen without interference. She sank a punch right where she needed it to go and felt the brunette's air flow her way. The fists turned and pushed to force more of a groan out of Janet with Chelsea eating up the feeling and sensing that Janet was enjoying it on some level. She wanted more but before she could really get pounding she was pushed back and tripped around the couch, with her back to the couch Janet tried to fight back and throw some punches her way and fight to get air back.

"Mggh!" Chelsea gasped against Janet's lips. She still didn't break up the kiss and the redhead was focused on making it count still, even as the air left her lungs from Janet's quick punches. It was strange to see Janet embrace this game like they were reading each others minds, she wondered how far she could take this? Chelsea wanted to find out and would punch Janet's side to throw her off guard and push them around so that she was on her side instead, from there she would push her up enough that Chelsea could hit back without needing to punch up. Slamming punches into Janet's cute belly to turn it red and feel the air leave her again!

Janet was no stranger to belly punching—she and Chelsea had even done a whole round of it during their original in-ring encounter. Doing it to the exclusion of everything else was somewhat new, but she liked the focus that it allowed her, and as far as kinks went, this one was pretty easy to understand. She had encountered a lot of weird stuff in her time in Japan—and she liked just about all of it! The challenge between them to maintain their kiss while dueling to leave each other breathless was an awesome natural progression from where they had been at mere moments ago, and Janet did not intend to lose.

She couldn't stop Chelsea from forcing her onto her side, the punch which landed in her flank causing the side of her abdominal muscles to burn. "Nnngh!" she groaned into the kiss, the air she had just stolen from Chelsea being stolen right back, with very little opportunity to take in additional air through the nose as this duel played out. Now on her side but still with a good punching angle, Janet would throw another punch, and another, and another into Chelsea's belly, making sure to twist her fist and dig her knuckles in each time, as Chelsea did the exact same thing to her! Janet's abs were quickly starting to ache, and her whole body shivered as she fought to keep them flexed...and fought to make Chelsea break first, as every exchange meant they both lost a little bit of air!

"Mmng...gghhff!" Janet groaned, daring Chelsea to keep up the battle!

Chelsea continued to struggle against Janet, letting out her mind to the fantasies that she was feeling throughout her many meetings with Janet, similar to the ones she had about Odessa but now she could actually press carry this one out. She punched the side again to feel the air leave Janet while preparing to get the same as she would stay on her side and keep her on even ground. Though her curiosity couldn't stop her from bringing her other arm up and poking Janet's side playfully before she was punched again.

"Hhhmm!" Chelsea groaned, feeling the punches connect with her side and force air out of her. Her lips mashed against Janet's own but she still felt them stay together before she pushed against her to press and enjoy the kiss more. Then as she pressed her fists forward again and started to throw a few more punches and digging into the sexy belly of the brunette.

Eventually, either they would have to break the kiss, or someone—maybe both of them—was going to pass out. They were not going to be able to keep going at this pace for very long. They went back and forth seemingly every second, with first Janet and then Chelsea twisting a fist deep into the other girl's side, trying to push around her abs and dig into her weakening tummy.

Janet, in between pants and gasps and groans, managed a little bit of a happy sigh and even twitched her hips, bumping Chelsea's hand as it slid along her flank. This was still a game, after all—but one Janet intended to win. It was about time they finished it, as her vision began to grow a little bleary and her eyelids fluttered. The Lakota girl pulled back her fist, took careful aim one more time, then drilled one more hook into Chelsea's abs, keeping her knuckles pressed deep in, twisting left and then right, trying to drill through muscle and force every last bit of air out of the redhead by keeping this punch going, and going, and going!

"Mmmgh...!"

Chelsea had a moment to strike, the continued battle for air that was fought over the punches to each other's bellies seemed to be a delightful little duel, which gave Chelsea an idea. One she would pop on Janet after seeing this whole thing through. As the air between them became stale and she could only breathe through her noise to replenish it she soon found her newfound air being expelled by another drilling punch.

"Mhhhh!" Chelsea gasped, excited and moaning into Janet's lips, she kept herself attached to them as she felt the drilling punch trying to batter through her stomach. Without a second to wait Chelsea would give it back throwing a hard right to Janet's belly but unlike the knuckle driving from Janet she would continue to pepper her punches in, hitting that sexy belly over and over again to surprise her favorite Lady Lakota.

"Ummf...upph..."

Janet's single brutal, drilling punch was countered by a continued series of short, quick punches from Chelsea, keeping up with exactly what they had been doing for the last several minutes. That way, Chelsea was making sure Janet couldn't get any air in through her nose, even if Janet's deeper punch might have been forcing more air from Chelsea's lungs into hers. They were still in a stalemate.

Janet's competitive spirit wouldn't let her admit defeat, of course. Not when she was so close to victory. Aiming to make one last big move before one or both of them ran out of air, she would throw her weight into Chelsea, trying to roll the redhead over onto her back...and hopefully slam her belly down on Chelsea's as hard as possible, flattening her in an abs-on-abs press and making her release the last of her air!

Chelsea went for rapid fire, knowing she could endure the punch to get her friend to struggle. The fact it made it hard for her to breathe was just a side effect, one she encouraged by going harder with her punches and forcing the brunette to try to take the air Chelsea had. She kept punching and watched her squirm..until Janet tried to push up force herself on top and then slam her abs down on Chelsea's

"Mmgghh!" Chelsea moaned. Janet was on top of her sore belly trying to flatten the last of her air completely. She could only resist by throwing herself into a final attack as she felt the air leaving her lungs. Instead of one punch she would throw them both out and hit Janet's unprotected sides. If that connected Chelsea would start to pull arms around Janet and squeeze with all her might, grinding ab to ab and banking on the fact she was on her back to make it work since Janet wouldn't be able to grab her as easily or pull on it.

Janet's move put her in the lead, and for a few seconds she felt as if she might actually be able to win this little battle outright. Then, in desperation, Chelsea started attacking again, first with a pair of punches, and then with a squeeze that hurt Janet a whole lot worse while she couldn't squeeze back effectively. "MMrrgh!" she moaned into the kiss, wiggling in between Chelsea's arms, wishing she could just slip her own around the redhead to give it right back to her, feeling her edge slipping away...

With the last of her strength and a loud groan that vibrated both of their mouths, Janet would push against the couch, lifting her body up as high as she could, trying to loosen Chelsea's grip, if only slightly. Then, she would fling her hands out to the sides and let gravity do the rest, slamming her body down right on top of Chelsea's, the last thing she could do before she ran out of energy! "Uuff!"

Chelsea had Janet trapped, Lady Lakota was struggling but her body language told her that she was slowly running out of energy. In a matter of moments her abs would give up and she would need to start opening her mouth to start breathing, but soon she started to moan and lift them both up creating some space even as her grip was still on her before she would drop them down, slamming her belly against Chelsea's with what felt like a desperate final gambit.

"Gnnghh!" Chelsea groaned only this time instead of lip to lip both of them departed lips after the fall and laid against each other. It was obvious from this that Janet's abs were out of energy, but with her last move she'd pushed through Chelsea's body as well. The only way this could be described was a draw. Her arms stayed on Janet's waist as she coughed and leaned back, taking in air now that she and Janet were done. After a minute or two, Chelsea would lean back against Janet while panting heavily and kiss her cheek. "I...have a proposal for you..." Chelsea said. Convinced after this that Janet would be the perfect person for this.