Old Enemies Returned (For Darius)

Heather was yelling out in pain, kicking her legs as the double armbars were killing her. The intense pain was just digging straight into her ans she couldn't do anything about it. She's been in helpless positions before, but this was just adding on so much more to it, and she KNEW that neither of them would care if they seriously injured her in some way. She heard Nha's words, causing her heart to skip a beat as she shook her her head.

"Gah!!" That extra jolt cause her to let out a louder yell as the two would continue taunting her like that, saying what they did before they would start to increase the pressure.

"N..N-no!! Pl-please don't! P-please!!" Heather begged the two girls, feeling completely ashamed of herself for having to do it, but she knew if she provoked them they would more than likely just break both her arms like nothing.

Nha and Sha smiled again as Heather was reduced to begging like the bitch they were making her out to be. Of course in the face of having both her arms broken and her wrestling career ended how could she not? And while it would be a hoot to break the girl piece by piece the twins decided to show a but of restraint this evening. "Well, if you insist," Nha sighed faking disappointment. "We can just hurt you in different ways I suppose..."

The two of them would then release Heather's arms, ending the threat of snapping them like twigs. But now it would be Sha who would swing herself on top of Heather, mounting her and pinning her arms down with a schoolgirl pin. She would smile as she looked down at Heather before bringing her fists to bear, and without further ado would unleash a barrage of punches down on the poor girl, pounding her with lefts and rights in a merciless assault of blows.

Heather would let out a long relieved sigh as the two would release her from the double armbar. Her blood rushed through her arms, the pain pulsating through them as she would hug them to her chest a bit, t rying to take as much time as possible to recover herself before Sha would mount her chest, pinning her arms down with that schoolgirl pin.

Heather looked up at her, tears in her eyes as she raised her fists up before she started slamming them into her face. Heather yelled and yelped out with each punch, dazing her more and more as she helplessly squirmed around under her, crying out in pain with each hit as she was getting further and further to being beaten unconscious, though feeling that Sha wasn't going to let her do so.

Like a vengeful meteor shower Sha's fists would rain down on poor Heather's face, knocking her head back and forth like a volleyball with her powerful lefts and rights. It was bad getting punched by Sha once, but Heather was receiving a whole onslaught of them. If she wanted to, the red twin could have easily beat the girl unconscious. But like Sha had whispered to Heather before. She wasn't about to let her pass out so easily. So after a dozen or so punches, Sha would finally cease her attack, looking down at the battered Heather coldly.

"I hope you didn't knock her out," Nha sighed as she walked over to Heather's legs. Taking them in her hands she would spread them wide, presenting herself with a very nice target. "Well, either way. This should wake her up." And then Nha would raise her foot high before bringing the heel of it down on Heather's pussy.

Heather felt Sha continue to rain those punches down on her face, sending her further and further into her daze, a cut or two appearing on her face from how fierce the punches were before she finally ceased the attack. She would let out a sigh, nearly knocked out but the girl stopped before she got to that point.

She would feel Nha lift her legs up before slamming her heel down onto her crotch, causing Heather's eyes to widen as she yelled out loudly in pain. The sensation jolted her back completely, kicking her out of her daze as she teared up even more, in an almost excruciating amount of pain. "Nghah..w-when..are..you going to h-have enough??"

Nha was right in the assumption that Heather would be roused from whatever state she was in with that swift stomp to her pussy, keeping Heather from passing out once again, forcing her to stay in her tortured consciousness. The twins were really starting to take their prey through the ringer, beating her and stretching her with no regard for her safety. Heather was truly learning tonight what it meant to have Nha and Sha get their hands on you.

"We'll tell you when we've had enough," Sha would answer Heather, still looking down at her battered face, smirking a little when the girl managed to speak out. She would move now off of Heather, getting just behind her head, where she would wrap her strong legs around the girl's throat and head, squeezing it tightly in a figure four headscissor.

"Nguh...Just..let me go...d-damnit.." Heather let out, gritting her teeth after. She just wanted the two to be done with it, just for this beatdown to end because it was the only thing she could hope for. She was just praying in the back of her head that after they finished here this would be the end of it, that they would just leave her alone afterwards.

She would bite her lip as Sha would move off her, getting behind her and putting her right into that figure four headscissor, causing her to yell out a bit in pain again, reaching up and prying at her legs desperately as much as she could, trying to break herself free.

With her strong thighs coiled around Heather's throat Sha was now free to put the squeeze on Heather, smiling as she felt the girl struggle to escape, which of course would do her no good. With each struggle Sha's legs would just tighten more and more around her throat, like a pair of anacondas. "Oh, you got her good now," Nha chuckled as she looked down at Heather's red face, enjoying watching her desperate struggles.

"She's not going anywhere anytime soon," Sha chuckled, squeezing a but tighter just to emphasize that point.

"Well, in that case...." Giggling to herself Nha would come to sit before Heather's legs, and tangling them up with her own the blue twin would trap the girl's legs in a figure four leg lock, ensuring Heather be trapped in two deadly holds.

"Ghagh! AAAGH!" Heather felt Sha tighten that figure four head scissor, putting even more pressure on her throat as she heard her words. She was trying to answer and fight back, prying at her legs, but her grip got weaker and weaker as Nha and Sha seemed to be enjoying themselves, chuckling at her predicament

To add even more to that, she would be locked in a figure four leg lock as well, jetting even more pain through her as her body was jolting through with it yet again. Again it was trying to give out and shut down from all the pain as she shook her head, fighting the girls as much as she could, her vision once again getting spotty as she pried and twisted and turned, trying her best to still show defiance as she felt herself fading yet again.

The twins now had Heather locked in one of the most painful of double holds. which one might call a double figure four since Heather was now locked in Sha's figure four headscissor and Nha's figure four leg lock. Both girls would squeeze and tighten with rhythmic pressure, Sh'as powerful legs squeezing Heather's neck to deny her any air, and Nha tightening her legs to bring Heather's to the point of breaking. "I think she's had enough, don't you?" Nha would idly ask her sister.

"I guess so," the red twin agreed, looking down at their victim's pain filled features. "I guess it's time for the next step."

"Right you are." Nha would then look at Heather as she struggled between her sister's legs and smile. "When you wake up, then the real fun begins...." The twins would then just wait as their double hold took effect, this time allowing Heather the sweet bliss of unconsciousness.