Come here often?

Akashi was forced into the Boston crab and groaned as she felt the burning pain in her legs. She knew she was in for a rough night now, but hearing Katya's words made her feel a little petulant.

Aashi panted as Oksana asked her 'boss' what Akashi's deal with. The big sumo grinned. "It's just you, Katya-chan." She said. "I like this big girl." She said as she pounded the mat, looking at Katya. Maybe if she could swipe her hand out, she could catch the girl by the leg. But even if she could, what would she do?

“Just me!? Ohh, you…” Katya spluttered, irked by Akashiâ€s grinning insolence.

“What is this, divide and rule?” Katya retorted, an angry snarl forming across her cute features. “Well, the only thing being split in two tonight is YOU!” she sneered, dismissively kicking away Akashiâ€s flailing arm.

Oksana took the hint, and began to crank up the pressure in the boston crab, leaning back and grunting as she put her strength into bending the Japanese girlâ€s legs.

There was a dark glint in Katyaâ€s eyes as she watched her enemy suffer. Part of her knew she should stay back and let her partner deal with this, but the petite girl couldnâ€t resist getting in on the action. Especially since the risk from the sumo seemed minimal now.

She bent down and imperiously grabbed a handful of Akashiâ€s hair, staring down into her eyes. “You think Iâ€m lazy? You want to see me working hard? No problem!” she taunted.

Katya would move to sit at the side of Akashi, slipping one leg under her raised head, while wrapping her other leg behind it. When her foeâ€s neck was firmly between her thighs she would start squeezing hard, adding a head scissor to the list of Akashiâ€s problems. Maybe that would wipe the grin off her face, Katya thought.

"G-Gaaaah!" Akashi yelled out as Oksana bent her painfully with the crab. She pounded the mat and her eyes shut. She screeched again when Katya pulled on her hair. She knew that she might be in prewtty bad shape after tonight was all said and done and now she was ust hoping she could endure it. She was pretty sure she could, though. Katya was nothing but a little brat. She was only able to do anything to Akashi because she had the big girl's help. But, Oksana, it seemed, had as much of a brain as Katya allowed her to have. Maybe that combination would help Akashi endure tonight's torture. She had to hope so.

Akashi felt Katya's leg slide over her and her eyes widened as she was put int he scissor. She started to gag and tried to pull her head out. It was such a hard thing to do though as she felt the blood get cut off to her head. She struggled, but that only made her back spark with pain tanks to the Boston crab.

She forced hard breaths out through her clenched teeth as her face began to turn red and she tried to tug her head out enough to get a chunk of Katya's thigh in her mouth and bite down hard.

A cruelly satisfied smirk appeared on Katyaâ€s face as she settled in to head scissor Akashi, tormenting the bigger girl between her lithe thighs. Watching the ex-champ struggle and squirm was tremendous fun.

Or, at least, it was until Katya felt sharp teeth slide into the flesh of her inner thigh.

“NYAHHH!!!” she squealed, shocked by the sudden, unexpected pain. The bite made Katya tense up, squashing her thighs together with a new intensity to really scissor Akashi… but after a couple of seconds the petite girl new it was no good, she didnâ€t want to endure this pain, she would have to get away from this biting bitch.

“Owowow, noooo…” Katya panted, grimacing. She gingerly lifted her upper leg off of Akashiâ€s head, hoping to release the pressure in the scissor, so that she could then roll sideways, away from Akashiâ€s teeth.

“ahahh… not fair!!” she whimpered as she tried to regain her composure.

Oksana was facing the other way, but frowned when she heard her partnerâ€s squeals. “What happened!?” The big Russian released the boston crab, standing up and turning around so that she could see what was going on.

“She bit me!!” Katya moaned. “Ohh, Iâ€m going to make her pay for that…”

Oksana just tutted at these catty shenanigans. She looked down at the prone sumo and quickly shaped to stomp on Akashiâ€s upturned spine, continuing her attack until Katya decided just how to make the other girl pay.

Despite the futility of her efforts, making Katya cry out like that felt good and she let a smile form across her lips. Right now all she could take from this encounter were small victories, even if it might end up prolonging her suffering in the long run.

When she was released from the crab, Akashi flopped to the mat and lay there panting hard, sweat soaked and weary. She needed some respite but she was certain she was probably not going to get it.

She was right as she felt the first hard stomp down on her spine. "Gaaaah!" She exclaimed and curled up into a ball as a second kick came at her. She threw an arm back to try and protect her spine but she wasn't sure if Oksana was ever going to stop stomping her as she tried to keep tears from rolling down her face.

“Oohh, you…” Katya hissed and seethed as she rubbed her bitten thigh. “You are going to get an extra nasty punishment now,” she glared. “Ox, keep her there for a sec, I think I left some handcuffs in my handbag…” she said with a cruel smirk, before limping towards the edge of the ring.

Oksana stood over the floored girl, rubbing her chin thoughtfully. She then moved to sit on Akashiâ€s back again, this time facing her head, grabbing the arm that was protecting the sumoâ€s bruised spine and using it to pull her into a camel clutch.

“You really should have give Katya what she asked,” Oksana told her opponent in her husky Slavic accent. “She a nice girl really, but if she not get what she wants, well…” The big Russian would look to trap Akashi in the painful hold and crank on her already sore spine.

Akashi tried not to show trepidation as she heard Katya speak of handcuffs. She knew what kind of night she was in for and she just hoped that she could just get at Katya in little petty ways before they really put the hurt on her.

"Ghuuuuuh!" Akashi groaned as she felt Oksana's heavy body slam into her spine. It hurt so much and all she could do was groan in heated pain as she was forced into a tight camel clutch, "Hnnnnghhhh!" She groaned out as her face went red and her mouth tightened into a grimace as she pounded the mat.

"gahhhhhgghh!" Akashi groaned. "How ... could you... follow.. someone like... that?" She growled through clenched teeth, spit flying out of her mouth as she pulled her hands up to try and pry Oksana's fingers off her chin.

“Gnghh… donâ€t act like… there is a choice,” Oksana grunted, fighting with Akashiâ€s spittle-flecked fingers as she tried to pry her way free of the pain. She would yank back hard on the sumoâ€s head and try to trap her flailing arms behind her thighs.

“Where I come from, itâ€s lucky to even get one chance. I owe Katya a lot. And besides, is not bad job…” she smirked as she put all her strength into subduing the anguished sumo.

At this point Katya climbed back into the ring, clutching her expensive handbag. “Good job I always come prepared…” she chirped gleefully as she fished out her handcuffs, dangling the red fur-lined restraints on her little finger, jangling them with relish.

“You know, itâ€s not too late to apologise…” she told Akashi, leaning down to look into her rivalâ€s eyes. “Your mean insults, your cruel biting… we might overlook them, if you start to grovel and beg…” she smirked.

Akashi was actually surprised by Oksana's words. She had wholly expected the woman to be just as in line and sadistic with Katya's way of thinking and sadistic tendencies as the frothy petite Russian herself. But Oksana acted like she wasn't there completely of her own volition, even if she did seem to enjoy what she was doing to some extent.

Akashi could certainly feel the passion with which the large girl enjoyed her work as her spine and neck were wrenched back painfully, causing tears to spill down the sides of Akashi's face. She'd never been worked this hard in a match but that was probably because in a match she would have options. Now all she had was to endure the pain for as long as these two decided to dish it out.

Akashi watched as Katya came back and dangled the instrument of the sumo's captivity in front of her. With her arms held back, Akashi could only listen. But it seemed that Katya was offering some clemency and Akashi nodded to try and get Oksona to release the grip on her enough to talk. Her hand patting Oksana's leg in a submitting motion as well as she tried to shake her head enough to release the grip from her chin so she could regain he breath and then talk.

After a long moment to catch he breath she looked up at Katya and took in a deep breath. "I'm sorry... Katya-chan..." Akashi began. "Sorry that this big girl has to be lead around like a dog by a weak little brat like you! She's a proud Mastiff doing the bidding of a little yapping Chihuahua!" Akashi said and grinned defiantly at Katya.

“Finally!” Katya beamed as Akashi made the submitting motion. She dropped the cuffs and leaned in eagerly to hear what the sumo had to say.

The petite girlâ€s smile slowly soured as she listened to the insult. Her features narrowed into a snarl, clearly irked by the continued defiance of her victim. She swallowed hard, fists balled tightly as she weighed up what to do with this stupid, stubborn girl.

“Weak…. Little… ugh…” she spluttered incredulously. When Katya did compose herself, there was a sinister edge to her voice.

“You think weâ€re dogs, huh? Well at least weâ€re smart enough to hunt in a pack, like true survivors. Oh sure, miss noble lone wolf can grow fat in the good times, but when winter comes she will be finished!” Katya spat.

“Oks, letâ€s give this oaf a taste of the Siberian winter,” she ordered.

Oksana clambered up from her seat on Akashiâ€s back. She took a hold of the Japanese girlâ€s hair and dragged her up with her, pulling her onto her feet while trapping her arms from behind, to hold her in a standing full nelson lock.

Trusting her partner to have an efficiently brutal hold on Akashi, Katya marched forwards. With her victim trapped, she would cattily move to tear the front of her top, exposing the sumoâ€s big breasts, before angrily sinking her nails into them in a vicious tit maul.