Hell Revisited (For Cirno)

"You're damn right I'm right." Heather would say as she gritted her teeth. "So..then just watch me kick your ass all over this fucking locker room." Heather says before she makes another attempt to get to her feet. She looks up at Saten and sees her undo the buttons on her blouse, parting it to reveal her bare breasts. She freezes in her movement, staring at her in disbelief as she shakes her head. "W..what the hell are you.." She lets out before suddenly Saten moves up onto Heather's lap, grabbing her wrists.

"What??? G-get the hell off!" Heather says through a struggle before Saten presses her breasts against Heather's face, pinning her against the lockers as well as smothering her with her large breasts. Heather's eyes widen as her cheeks let off a reddened tint, frozen from the embarrassing position before she begins thrashing about, struggling from being trapped by her breasts.

"Mmmph!!" Heather lets out in a muffled sound of protest as she continues her struggles, trying to jolt her body forwards and to the sides, struggling for air.

" Relax, Heather. This is all part of Karma, is it not? " Saten would smirk, pressing forward and further enveloping her breasts against Heather's face, rubbing and grinding upon it while she lifted both Heather's wrists up to pin them with one hand, leaving the other free to roam and squeeze Heather's breast. While she had forgotten completely about it, now she was going to thoroughly humiliate the girl, to make sure she knew who she had messed with but she was getting the dosis differently.

" Mmm.. You feel nice inbetween them, Heather. "

Saten pulled her breasts from Heather's face for a few moments to allow her to breathe before she rapidly bounced against it, making sure to box her breasts against Heather's face to humiliate her further.

"Mmmmmm.." Heather lets out, shaking her head in refusal at Saten's words, feeling the girl's breasts press further onto her face, grinding and rubbing against it. Her face was lit up red completely from lack of oxygen and humiliation and she couldn't stand it. It was a maneuver that she took the pleasure in doing on opponents herself and now she was getting it on her, bare breasted even. As she struggled when her wrists were held above her head, she felt Saten's hand squeeze at her breasts, causing her to let out a surprised muffled moan and gasp from Saten's breasts.

Hearing Saten's words, she narrows her eyes in frustration before Saten pulls her breasts from her to let her breath. Letting out a loud gasp, Heather glares at Saten fiercely. "Get..the fuck off you bi-mmmm!" She lets out before she is interrupted by Saten bouncing her breasts onto her face constantly, putting her in a quite humiliating position.

She lets out a frustrated muffled groan from the girl's breasts as she tries to kick her legs as much as she could as Saten sat on her lap, trying to shake her wrists free from her grasp in her struggles.

Saten was starting to enjoy the feeling she was getting from humiliating Heather plus she was actually feeling a little warm thanks to Heather's moaning, causing her to rub her breasts all over her face, not seeming all that pleased with just smothering her with them, she wanted her to feel the complete humiliation and she would not stop untill she had her fun.

While she was busy using Saten's face as a playtoy for her breasts, her hand started to firmly massage Heather's breasts, trying to pleasure the girl aswell and weaken her resolve for struggling, leaning her head low to moan softly into Heather's, enticing her further just to add more domination within this little pin.

" If you give up now.. I'll stop.. "

As Saten continues to rub her breasts all over Heather's face, Heather continued to let out frustrated groans and moans from the humiliating feeling she was getting from her breasts. She felt almost helpless as it seemed that her struggles didn't seem to phase Saten as she went to work on her face. Added onto her humiliation, she would feel Saten reach down and massage her breasts.

"Mmmmmmm.." Heather lets out as she lets out an unavoidable moan from her breasts being played with. As she heard Saten moan up close to her, her face would continue to light up red as she would take constant breaths when Saten's rubbing gave her a slight area to breathe in. She hears Saten's words, another request for her to give up to her. Heather just couldn't do it though, she couldn't let the girl get the best of her like this, especially in such a humiliating way after she had done the same to her in an earlier match.

Shaking her head, inadvertently going with Saten's rubbing, she would refuse. Taking one last shot in getting herself free, she would try to kick both her legs at the same time, trying to use her leg strength she's gotten from her high flying moves in the ring to attempt to buck Saten off and get herself free somehow, trying to do it before the pleasurable feeling from her breasts being played with took over.

Saten finally regained the feeling of domination that she had missed for so long. The thought of submission had been in her mind too long when Heather was taking over, the only name that had rang through that state, as if her sole purpose was to submit to Heather in every confrontation, had now dissapeared. It had vanished into the black abyss in her mind and only brought the sheer domination to this poor prey.

She started to squeeze her wrists in a almost merciless manner, really pouring her strength in them as if she was trying to disable any kind of resistance Heather might have, which would always be regained every time she allowed the girl to breathe. It felt great to smother an opponent like Heather with her bare breasts, making sure the girl felt the entire size of her breasts over her face.

Just when she thought of new ways to humiliate Heather, not just content on smothering and groping her, did Heather manage to break through the pin and caused Saten to release and fall onto her back inbetween Heather's legs, grunting loudly since the back of her head hit the ground quite uncomfortably.

As Saten tightened her grip on Heather's wrists, Heather could feel the jolt of pain and uneasiness from how hard she was gripping them. Heather let out a muffled groan from the feeling as she remained trapped by Saten's large breasts. Heather's eyes began to water just a bit as her face was flaring red from the embarrassment of the position she was in. She wanted to get out of there as soon as possible and end the humiliation that she was feeling. Finally, with her last ditch effort, it seemed she was able to do just that.

As she kicked both her legs, she was able to buck Saten off of her, effectively escaping her being pinned against the lockers. Heather let out a few gasps of breath, now able to keep her breathing up for a longer period of time finally. Shaking her reddened face, she glared down at Saten who was lying on her back between her legs. Feeling a bit winded from the lack of oxygen, she could though feel quite a bit better on her back, the smothering pin giving her quite the time to recover.

Slipping herself to a standing position, she would look down at Saten with a deathly glare. "You're done you bitch!" Heather would say as she would try to jump forwards, attempting to land sitting on Saten's gut, mounting her if she did.

Saten was so close to completely dominated the helpless Heather, she had her in a perfect pin and now she was back on the ground, having hurt her head pretty badly but discarding most of the pain as just a irritation she could conqueror. However, before she could recollect herself, she saw that Heather had already covered and was on her feet and her glare wasn't something she wanted to see. She had hoped she had discouraged the girl but instead made the taste for revenge much more longing.

She tried to crawl away from Heather but the girl came crashing down on her stomach, coughing loudly as a result that also brought all the oxygen from her lungs, breasts bouncing form the impact while she tried to recover swiftly and get the air back into her warm lungs.

"Ugh! You think you can do stuff like that to me and get away with it!?." Heather would say, still with her face completely red as she mounted Saten's stomach. "You've done it now Saten. You went and made a big mistake. You're gonna pay." Heather would say, her glare deep from her embarrassment that she was still feeling from Saten's moves earlier. She felt taken advantage of and she could still slightly feel the effects of Saten's touch at her breasts from the groping.

"Sticking those fucking things in my face!" Heather would say as she would rear her hand back, attempting to bring it down and hit Saten with a knife edge chop across her exposed breasts. "How's THAT feel then!?"

With Saten pinned down by the girl, there was little she could do to stop Heather though she was getting curious on how exactly Heather wanted to get away with such words. She had plans on further humiliating Heather to make her beg some more. She was amused by her words though, grinning up at her as she actually tried to lay comfortably underneath her. " Heather.. Remember back in that match? "

She was cut off from any other words because of the chop to her sensitive breasts, flinching as she quickly tried to heave her body up high, wanting to throw Heather off her.