FistFight! Leila vs Asuka!

"A pity..." Leila sighed as she walked forth from behind and pulled Asuka up by her hair.

Where she spun around and gave a one-two combo to Asuka in the face.

Nothing serious, but she was going to torture Asuka now that she refused to please her.

Her attacks can't knock out, but would inflict quite some pain onto her.

She would fall on the ground groaning and holding her now, pained face. She laid on her back and laid there trying to get her energy.

"There's a lot more where that came from." Leila told her as she pulled up by the hair once more and dragged her to the ropes.

If she was able to, she would tie Asuka up using the ropes so that she couldn't escape.

Now she was on guard in case Asuka tried something like a cheap shot.

She would hang limp from the ropes, unable to do anything now, besides stand there and take it.

Leila smiled as she cupped her chin and lifted it up. "So, still refusing to pleasure me? Well if you won't do so sexually, perhaps you'll find another method?" She asked as she cocked her fist back and punched Asuka in the face.

With Asuka tied up, her head would just snap back when hit and not fall.

She would groan as her face was hit, the connection making her wet herself a little, she would hang from the ropes unable to move.

Reaching forth, she squeezed her breasts as hard as she could.

"So what;s the magic word if you want me to stop?" She asked as she continued to squeeze using all her strength.

"Ahhhh!!!" She screamed trying to squirm away from the female. Screaming.

As she screamed, Leila would release her grip over her breasts before suddenly punching Asuka in her stomach, several times, like a punching bag.

Finally she couldn't hold it back anymore, as embarrassing as it was she threw up. Too much damage had happened to her belly for her to take. She groaned in pain and hung from the ropes still.