Mai Nagasawa Vs. Alexander Vladimir

Iroha groaned as she felt Alexander begin to stretch her to her limits. When he pulled back on her leg, she shrieked loudly and pounded the mat. it felt like her muscles were about to tear. She'd never experienced such pain in her life and only her ninja training saved her from looking like she was completely going to die.

Mai looked coldly at Alexander as her kick hit its mark. It was a good feeling to smash her foot into the beast, she just wished she had her full power. Maybe then she might be able to do some real damage to the big blonde brute. Unfortunately her success came with a price as she heard Iroha scream loudly once more. Her body shivered at the thought of causing her savior more distress but if she could just get the big man off her, then the temporary pain would hopefully be fleeting.

But Mai's thoughts had gotten her in trouble once again. The split second she took off Alex allowed him to grab her leg. She shrieked, even before he started turning it, knowing what brutality was about to face her. But when her ankle was wrenched, she collapsed tot he ground and began shaking her head and pleading with Alex to let go while she yanked her leg, desperately trying to pull it free.

"Mrrr!!! Hehehehe....ahhh!" Alex would chuckle nodding his head to the Mai's shaking one. The large Russian didn't exactly have to "say" much for let her know what was coming in terms of pain. Alex slowly stood off the crushed ninja, letting go in the process in order to focus on Mai. With his now free hand, Alex wrapped it around Mai's face and lifted her straight off the ground. Letting go of her ankle, he clenched his other fist and drove it straight into poor girl's stomach once and then again. "HRRRRRRRRRRRRRR HRRRRRRRRRRRR!" Still chuckling, he gripped the front of Mai's of suit and tug on it as hard as he could before tossing her next to her fallen savior.

"Well....I think its about time I put a bind on you two!" He grunted out to both of them as he towered his large body over them both, crossing his arms for a moment. Slowly reaching down, Alex grabbed ahold of the back of Iroha's head and hauled her to her feet. Doing the same with Mai, the Russian would place both of them face to face. "Alright.....here we go...GRRRRRR!" He growled just before bending down and collapsing his huge arms around both Mai and Iroha, locking his arms around the small of the ninja's back. Picking both them up at the same time, Alex brought the two girls into a tight embrace against his chest and began to squeeze them both in this colossally ridiculous bear hug.

Iroha expunged a deep breath when Alexander finally got off her. Her body was so wracked with pain that even when he stood up, it still felt like she was in his brutal grip. She curled up into the fetal position and snaked one arm around to her back, trying futilely to rub away the pan that coursed through her sweat soaked body and softly whimpering through haggard breaths.

Mai shivered when she saw Alexander stand up. She wanted mercy and begged and pleaded for it but knew it wasn't goign to come. When Alexander grabbed her face and squeeze, her tongue lolled out of her mouth and she felt the taste of his salty palms as she was only able to jostle herself to and fro enough to make it look like she wasn't dead. When the punch came, she couldn't see it and the impact forced her to cough and spit into Alexander's palm, the drool dripping off her tongue as she inhaled hot hair that was trapped between her and the palm that gripped her like death. When the second punch came her body jerked violently and another gurgling noise came from the battered neko.

The only thing more humiliating to the neko when Alexander tore through her sweat soaked body suit, exposing her glistening skin and perky breasts was the fact that the sudden rush of cold air betrayed her with a moment of thankfulness. A respite tot he heat and the soreness was nothing more than a tease to increase her humiliation as she was discarded next tot he scarcely moving maid.

Only groans escaped the to as they were lifted to their feet. Their eyes opened and they exchanged weak glances of apology through the watery slits of their eyelids. And when they were squeezed tightly in Alexander's tight grip, they both howled in unison a pitiful mewl as their backs, which were already strained tot he limit were now being forced to endure a new kind of pain. Their sweaty exposed breasts slipped and sidled against one another, causing them further embarrassment as they endured the mighty bear hug as best as they could, inhaling each others hot breathy pants and trying to find the touch of the other as something comforting to endure their suffering until it, hopefully, stopped.

Alex grunted and growled with pleasure as he continued to crush the girls in his mighty grip. "Hrrr...hehehe Hrrrr Yah!" The Russian would bring his grip closer together, moving one hand up along the other until he gripped his now sweat covered forearm. The decrease in space forced the man's face against Mai's upper back while the squeeze forced the girl to contort to the shape of his rock hard chest. As Alex's free hand clenched the drenched white cloth still attached to Iroha, the muscles in his arms bulged out even more only to add to the almost audible pressure he was exerting on both of their bodies. With a huff, he squeezed even tighter...wondering whose back would crack first.

The Russian would keep the deadly hold on the two for a solid four minutes before having to drop them onto the ramp. "Ha...ha...ha...." He huffed. Crushing the lift out of two people at the same time was no easy task...even for his big frame. Sweat dotted over his massive shoulders as slowly dripped down his massive pecs and over his abs. "Hrr...hehehe...." After a minute or so without saying a word, he slowly bent down and grabbed ahold of one of the girl's arms. Turning, he slowly turned and dragged them away from the arena and backstage, leaving a booing crowd behind him.

Alex slowly dragged the girls into one of the federation's gyms. There, he tossed their bodies onto the rough carpet in quite an unceremonious way. There was only one exit in and out of the gym, and it was soon blocked off as Alex locked the door behind him, tossing the key away for good measure. Standing before the girls, he waited for them to recover some. He breathed in deeply with anticaption as he looked at the various amounts of gym equipment that lay before him...all to which he could utilize on Iroha and Mai. This was his kind of Hell in the Cell match. "Hehehe....come now...on your feet you two....We just got our warm up done!" He said in an almost joking manner.

Mai and Iroha could only wish that the horror they were experiencing would finish sooner rather than later. Only soft groans escaped them as they were dragged to the gyms backstage, Iroha laying on top of Mai's body as Mai was drug on her back. The two softly huddled together, too sore to even push them off one another or begin to resist.

Neither of them heard the door to the gym lock, and it took a long time for either one of them to come to. Slowly, however, Iroha got to her hands and knees. She was weak still but with the time she had to recover, she felt a little fire rekindle in her belly. After another moment, she put one foot on the ground and then tried to get to her wobbly feet.

The Russian stood tall and crossed his arms as he watched and waited for the two to recover. He grinned as Iroha was the first to stir "Hmmmm Mmm Mmm Mmmm! So the faithful maid is the first to rise. Good." He then took a step forward before stopping. "You know, its too bad we haven't had a one on one match yet. I would have loved taking my time working you over!" He said with a chuckle. As she got to a knee and slowly to to her feet, Alex was gifted with an excellent view of her sweaty form. His mouth opened with a smile as his eyes traced over Iroha's large breasts as she wobbled. He couldn't help but make small sounds of sexual approval. The only thinking keeping the view from being perfect was her dress still covered her.

"Well..." He started, as if to entrain the forthcoming though in his head. "...lets get started shall we? But I must say...don't you feel a bit overdressed?" Alex asked as his eyes glared right into hers.

Iroha stood on shaky feet as she finally managed to get off the ground. Her fists lifted up into a crude boxer's stance, hovering just at breast level while she panted and tried to keep the pain from showing on her face. "This outfit gives me freedom of movement while still providing comfort." She said, oblivious to Alexander's obvious requests even as sweat trickled down her exposed chest.

She didn't even know if she had the strength to attack, but she summoned all of her courage and power and threw her body forward, aiming a sharp fist at Alexander's throat. His body was meaty but he had the same vulnerabilities as any human if she could just exploit them.

Alex shook his head with the answer she gave him, seeing that she was either oblivious to his roundabout tactics to strip her coat...or she still resisted him. Might of been both. It was always a chore when it came to getting girls to strip down to nothing for him. But it was a chore that Alex had no problem doing. All the more enjoyable to tear the clothing off of Iroha while beating the last bits of strength out of her. The Russian slowly lowered himself into a powerful stance and waited or her.

As she came at him, Alex spread his arms out, hoping to take a step forward and trap her in yet another bearhug. He wasn't expecting the quick shot to the throat as he felt the ninja maid's knuckles impact his adam's apple. "Ughhhhh---" He let out a wet gurgle as he instinctively turned away. However, he wasn't going to let the shot completely affect him. As he turned, Alex threw out his arm and gripped at the area of Iroha's jacket right near her left breast. "Grrrr...." He then then pull his arm sharply towards him, in attempts to begin to yank the coat Iroha while he rubbed his throat with the other.

Iroha watched as her fist collided with the bigger man's throat. It was a good, solid shot and she knew she might be able to press the advantage if she could keep up some attacks. When Alex lashed out at him, even after the attack, Iroha tried to dodge but she was too slow. She felt Alexander grab her outfit at the breast, and yanked. Soon, with a hard pull, she was left completely exposed, her breasts wobbling as they were freed from the remnants of their binding.

Iroha pulled away as the huge behemoth of a man was left holding her tattered outfit. She reached up and tried to grab for Alexander's long hair so that she could try and jump up and slam his face down into the ground.

Alex would be quick to recover from the cheap shot to his throat as he coughed. Without looking, he continued to tug. Tension grew more and more, until everything went lax and the Russian heard a tearing sound. "Hrr....-cough- hrrr..." He growled with excitement, knowing that had a good amount, if not the whole dress, of the maid ninja's outfit in his grasp. However, as he turned he saw Iroha ontop of him. Feeling his long golden hair being pulled, he knew there would be no way he could pull away in his kneeling position and found himself being dragged towards the ground as Iroha jumped up. "OoRruguhhhh!"

Splaying his free hand out, he pressed it against the floor right near his face, stopping the momentum before Iroha could smash his head into the ground. He growled and gritted his teeth with anger, surprised Iroha still had this much fight in her. But with a hidden grin, Alex would slowly tried to stand up, enough to throw a punch straight into her abs. If successful, he would throw another...and another...enough to the girl to release him from her grip. "HRRRR...HRRRR....HRRR!!!!!"