(Complete) Sabre vs Suyou (No DQ)

The dazed Diane let out a high-pitched yelp as the riding crop cracked against one side of her face, then the other, the sharp pain cutting through the deep, weary fatigue in her body to cause her fresh misery. Suyouâ€s callous attitude scared her, and she cringed at the thought of being used as ‘entertainment†for this girl, and the watching crowd. Right now, though, she couldnâ€t even lift her arms from the ropes, and had to let Suyou lift her limp head up with the crop in a disheartening show of dominance.
She tried not to meet the blondeâ€s icy gaze, but found it unavoidable. Her tormentor was exuding confidence now, ruthless and relentless in her cruelty. Diane doubted thereâ€d be much mercy from her tonight, begging or no.

“itâ€s n-not a ridiculous mask...” she stammered, heart in her mouth as she tried to muster some defiance. “when I wore it I... I wasnâ€t just your toy...” she answered in a strained voice, taking this as a last chance to preserve some dignity.

Suyou tilted her head to the side at Diane's rather weak display of defiance, trying to explain the reasoning behind that silly mask she had worn. The explanation made Suyou smile rather widely. "Oh, I get it," Suyou chuckled amusingly, removing the whip from Diane's chin. "You put on that mask and you actually think you're a cavegirl? Are you serious?" Suyou luaghed a mocking and mirthful laugh, finding the whole concept rather ridiculous in on itself.

"So that menas when the mask is off..." Suyou continued, looking down at the whip in her hands again, her smile beginning to grow. "You become my little toy again?" With that she would raise the crop again, her eyes shining maliciously. "I can get on board with that." Then Suyou would start unloading fast and merciless whip strikes all across Diane's body. There was no part of her she would leave unmarked, aiming for her breast, her stomach, her arms, her thighs, and her cheeks again in an unrelenting assault.

Diane had hoped her defiance would earn her a little respect from Suyou... but when she saw the ominous grin spreading across the blondeâ€s face, she realised how unlikely that was. The dominatrix still saw her as nothing more than a toy.

“Iâ€m not a... AAH!” Any debate of the issue was cut short as Suyou began wielding her weapon, whipping Dianeâ€s limp body with ruthless energy. The white-haired girl had been all but battered senseless by the earlier succession of power moves, but there was enough pain in the bite of the crop to cut through that fog. Again and again it cracked against her skin, leaving red welts that burned like hell. Suyou was putting all her strength into the strikes, they even made Dianeâ€s big breasts jiggle and bounce against each other with every cruel, painful impact. It was such a savage lashing even the normally unsympathetic crowd began to wince, and the hapless recipientâ€s yelps and cries became more desperate each time she was struck.

“Ahh... oww.... AHH! God... please... no... ahh... no more...”

Dianeâ€s skin was getting redder, more and more tender with each hit, making the pain worse and worse. Eventually, she was driven to distraction, gripping the ropes with one hand for balance, and bringing her other arm up and round to weakly swat at her attacker. Defence was hopeless but she had to try.

“Please... stop it....” she whimpered bitterly, waving her arm at the riding crop.

The watching audience quickly last track of how many times SUyou struck Diane with the whip. It was unending rain of quick and sharp strikes against Diane's dark skin, tenderizing the wannabe cavegirl very effectively. Eventually though, Suyou would hold off after hitting who knows how many strikes. Either she stopped because she was tired from throwing so many or simply bored with it couldn't be said, but it was clear SUyou wasn't done with Diane. "I love that we've found each other again, Diane," Suyou whispered. She would then take the crop and use it to rub up and down against Diane's crotch teasingly. "It's like discovering an old toy that used to give me hours of entertainment."

Then without warning her other hand would grab onto the cloth that hid Diane's breasts and rip it off her, exposing them to the whole crowd. Diane had always had nicer breasts than Suyou, something else the blond always hated about her opponant. And seeing them like this made all those bitter feelings come flooding back. "How lovely...: Suyou muttered crossly. She'd then toss the risind crop over her shoulder, and then grab a handful of Diane's hair. Using that grio she'd haul Diane out of the corner, turn her around to face it, and then drive her shoulder first into the pole.

Even after the crop strikes had finished, Diane was still twitching and tensing, bracing herself for more of the painful lashes. Eventually she realised the torment had finally stopped, and she gave a little sigh of relief. She was still in a terrible state though, her muscles aching and battered and her skin peppered with painful crop marks. The whole front of her body had been reddened and tenderised by its comprehensive whipping. Diane glumly though about how those welts would be stinging for days...

The white-haired girl was brought rudely back to the present as she felt the crop rubbing sensuously against her crotch. She shuddered, but grit her teeth, determined not to let herself be exploited like that. As Suyou tore away her skimpy top, freeing her breasts completely, Diane braced herself for more perverse indignities.

Steeling herself against more sensual attacks, it came as a shock to Diane when her hair was painfully pulled, and she was yanked out of the corner. She still couldnâ€t stand upright, and felt brutal pain in her scalp as a result, as her hair was pretty much used to support her. She looked so helpless as Suyou manoeuvred her around, turning to face the turnbuckle on unsteady feet. She thought groggily that this might just be to show the other side of the arena her bare breasts as well... Then she was slammed heavily into the corner post, more pain flooding into her fatigued frame, her senses almost overwhelmed again. She groaned, limp and helpless.

After slamming Diane into the turnbuckle for the second time that night, this time being frint first, Suyou would release the grip she had on Diane's hair, and then go down to her bag of tricks to pull out another instrument of cruelty. Rather than another weapon this time Suyou pulled out a pair of steel handcuffs. "I've got a present for you," Suyou chuckled, and would then get back up and grab Diane's arms. SHe'd then clasp one cuff around her wrist, then loop the other cuff around the turnbuckle between the top and center ropes, brining it around to cuff Diane's other wrist. If all went well Diane would be cuffed to the turnbuckle, forced to bend over with her ass sticking in the air.

Once the position was maintained Suyou would smirk, and idly run her hands down the length of Diane's spine, heading straight for her ass. "Such a strooong body you have, Diane," Suyou cooed, her fingers tracing every strong muscle in Diane's back. "Too bad it's wasted on such a mess like you." Her hand would then finally reach Diane's behind, and would strat to rub it almost gently. Then Suyou;s mouth would expand into an evil grin, and would then tear Diane's loincloth off her rear, the last piece of clothing she wore to leave her in nothing but her black thong.

Stunned and slumped facefirst against the turnbuckle, Diane could do nothing as Suyou delved into her bag of tricks again. The white-haired girl felt cold steel against her wrist and heard a metallic click. With dismay she realised she was being handcuffed; she mumbled an incoherent protest and tried to lift her head, but before she could rouse herself fully she felt her other wrist being slipped into the cuffs as well.

Groggy from pain and fatigue, Diane weakly pulled against the restraints, before finally realising she had been trapped.

“Ohh noo!” she let out a girlish moan of despair. This was it – any slim hope of escape was over. With her hands now bound to the turnbuckle she felt more vulnerable than ever before.

It felt like Suyou was fully exploiting this vulnerability as the blonde ran her hands sensuously across her back and buttocks, before stripping her of her loincloth. Diane was now wearing nothing but an incredibly skimpy g-string, in an arena full of people, while handcuffed to the corner post, bent forwards, luscious ass jutting upwards. Needless to say, she was not confident about her prospects right now.

Diane was trying desperately to contain her fear but her heart was pounding. She had no way of seeing what her attacker was doing, not knowing what was coming next, making it all the worse. Adrenaline was pumping into her system thanks to the ‘flight or fight†response, but of course she could do neither. All she could do was respond to Suyouâ€s cruel comments about her body.

“Hey... itâ€s MY body.... leave it alone!!” she pleaded weakly.

"Your body? Don't make me laugh," Suyou chuckled, giving Sabre's ass a playful swat. Despite removing what little clothing Diane had in the first place she left her black thong alone, as if preserving what little dignity the white-haired girl had left. "Diane, you should know by now that I own you. Body and soul." Suyou would then lean down and search through her bag once again. Everything else that had come out of that bag had been bad for Diane so far, so the audience wasn't exactly surprised when the blond suddenly pulled out a thick wooden paddle from te bag next.

"Of course, if you disagree," Suyou purred, and would run her tongue along the paddle before pressing it up against Diane's bare behind. "We can always debate that fact." Suyou would then rear the paddle back quite a ways, and then sent it cutting through the air to slap harshly against Dìane`s assà The loud smacking sound would be heard by everyone a few rows back. "WHo do you belong too?" Suyou would ask cackling, right before she would smack the paddle hard against Diane's dark ass a second time.

Diane couldnâ€t see what Suyou was up to, but when she felt the licked paddle being placed against her butt, she had a good idea of what she was in for. Still, the first huge spank came as a painful shock. Her skimpy g-string offered absolutely no protection from the attack; her exposed round buttocks were stung fiercely as the paddle struck her skin.

Her eyes widened almost comically, and she yelped loudly, in indignation as much as pain. Poor Diane couldnâ€t believe she was being spanked like some kind of naughty schoolgirl. Sheâ€d done nothing to deserve this punishment!

A second fleshy smack on her derriere really brought her situation home. Suyou was talking about owning her completely, a hideous prospect that sent real shivers down her spine. It seemed like this blonde bully was never going to let up.

Diane was weary, wretched, and utterly disheartened. In her heart she knew it was only a matter of time before she forced to submit to the pink-clad girl. But before then she would try and cling on to what little resistance she had left.

“No... youâ€ve already had your fun with me!” she whimpered. “Why... why do it all over again!?”

As she protested she instinctively tugged at her steel restraints. All this futile effort achieved was to make her ass wiggle invitingly.

"Why?" Suyou asked. The blond chuckled at the question, petting the part of Diane's butt where she had been hitting. "Becuase I'm stronger and you're pathetic. Because these people haven't seen what washed up loser you used to be. And most importantly...." Here Suyou raised the paddle to prepare another strike.

"Because I can!"

And then she'd hit Diane with the strongest hit to her fleshy tush yer, the smacking sound reverberating through the arena. "Now did I say you could talk back to me?! No! I asked you a question and I expect you to answer it!" Suyou would then unleash a torrent of paddle strikes to Diane's ass, each one hard and cruel, producing a loud smacking noise with each hit. At this rate Diane's tanned behind would slowly become red.

"Now who do you belong too?!" Suyou demanded again, and would keep the paddle attacks going until Diane answered the question correctly.