Lu Jiao Jocelyn Vs. Rosie Xu

Jocelyn, who had been pretty temperamental most of the match and, in fact, most of her days on Earth, took the final act of defiance in surprising stride. She grinned down at the girl and smirked, patting her cheek.

" I remember you bein pretty hoppy out there, ya sprog. Was that an invitation? Didn't fancy you for a dish licker." She said. "Unfortunately, she said. "That was a bit more than a peep. Sorry, mate. You just fired your last bullet." Jocelyn then shoved the panties into Rosie's mouth and held her palm against them so that the conductor couldn't spit them out. Jocelyn then reached out with her other hand and pinched Rosie's nose shut while she kept her foot firmly planted on her body.

"Slow and silent, you twat. That's how it ends between you and me. If I see you again, I'll fuck you ugly, got it?" She growled harshly.

Well, it was worth it. Rosie glared at Jocelyn, gagging down on her own panties. They tasted pretty terrible, but she couldn't even spit them out with Jocelyn being there. "Mmm! MMM!" Her struggles increased quite a bit once Jocelyn started squeezing her nose, pinching off most of her air. Rosie's tiny fists pounded weakly against the larger girl's hand, trying to get it to stop before it knocked her out, but her already light blows were weakening further without air to work with.

But... before her mind went too fuzzy, Rosie kicked up between Jocelyn's legs. Rosie would get revenge for that much at least.

Jocelyn watched as Rosie slowly drifted off to sleep with a grim satisfaction on her face. That was until the conductor's leg bucked up and toed her between the legs.

Jocelyn's eyes widened and she winced from the kick, her legs bowing and one hand coming off Rosie's mouth to rub the tender area. "Rrrgh!" The CHistralina snarled and glared at Rosie's nearly unconscious form. "I was just gonna walk away. You stupid fuck."

Jocelyn roughly yanked Rosie to the ropes and propped her up. She then took the top and middle ropes and used them as makeshift shackles, entangling the nude conductor in them before harshly yanking the panties out of the girl's mouth.

"Now... I gotta make an example outta ya, mate." She growled. Jocelyn knelt down and used the panties to tie one of Rosie's legs tot he bottom rope and stuffed the other one under her armpit.

"Go on." Jocelyn said, staring at the pink haired girl as one hand cupped Rosie's sex. "here's that bravado at now, eh? Let me see it.' She taunted with a grin.

Ok, maybe she shouldn't have done that. Rosie couldn't just lie there passing out without fighting back, but all of a sudden, that seemed like a far better alternative than this.

She was harshly dragged up, then forced into a web of ropes, her legs being forced wide apart. "F-f-fuck you!" She spat, her eyes wide with fear, trying to block away all of the people watching her. The moment Jocelyn put her hand around Rosie's crotch, Rosie gasped and screamed, trying in vain to escape this tangle. 'D-don't! S-stop!"

Jocelyn laughed sharp and cruelly at Rosie's words. "No worries, mate. Now that I've started, i wasn't plannin on stoppin. Looks like you've finally started cooperatin a bit though. Guess you really are some dish lickin slag, eh?"

Jocelyn lifted her chin as she flattened her palm and began to rub it quickly against Rosie's exposed sex. Even with her sinister leer, Jocelyn's cheeks blushed faintly. Really, she was a novice tot his sort of thing. Her sexual encounters had been limited to the girlfriend she had before she joined AFW, a brief tryst with Lu Zhou Yi and whatever scraps Allison through her way.

Somewhere inside her hoped Allison was proudly watching, but another part of her hoped that thee blonde Brit would see it and teach her how to do it right. That thought made her subconsciously squeeze her thighs together while she rubbed her palm over Rosie's flower.

If Rosie ever bothered to remember tonight, she would have to go through a dictionary and figure out what those insults meant. Probably one of fifty different words for "kangaroo". "A-agh!! P-please! N-nuuuuahh...!" Her protest became a moan, her palm rubbing around down there was slowly but surely getting to her, she couldn't possibly last like this. "G-get y-your pervert hands off of meeeee!"

"Shoulda thought about that before ya started swinging for the fences and spittin in my eye, eh sprog?" Jocelyn said as her hand moved faster, pushing against the exposed folds and rubbing Rosie's pearly clit.

The crowd hooted and hollered at the scene, a common sight for the AFW. And although they had come to revile Jocelyn, their baser instincts beckoned them to cheer for the spectacle as she broke down the pink haired cutey's most intimate defenses.

"A-aahH! ahhhhaaah..! N-nooooo! N-not h-here! P-pleeeease! Mmm!!" She moaned and pleaded, each time Jocelyn's touched her sex, Rosie jumped a little, or rather, got more tangled up by the ropes. "F-fFUCK! YOU!!" She hated this, but she enjoyed this, but she hated enjoying this, but she enjoyed... Rosie didn't know what her mind was thinking, she was angry and blissful all at once.

"nah." Jocelyn said as she continued to rub her hand against Rosie's pussy. "I ain't a dyke like you." The Chistralian said, blatantly lying. Her affections had been for the fairer sex ever since she was old enough to listen to her father demand she take a husband of pure blood and upstanding character. It had been a more powerful motivator than the one time she brought home a boy and had her father threaten to kill him on the spot.

"You seem to like it though, sprog? This yer first time?" She said as she grinned at Rose. She lifted up her free hand and began to roughly knead the girl's bud. "Want me to twist them norks a bit? Jocelyn laughed, greedily taking in the small conductor's lusty moans and protests.

If Rosie was in a state to call her out on the lie, she definitely would've done so. Jocelyn was so clearly a lesbo... but her protests were limited to moaning and shaking her head. "A-aHH! Ahh..!" Rosie wasn't a stranger to this of course, but usually this was done in the privacy and safe boundaries of a bedroom, not in a crowded arena full of perverts.

"F-fuck no! D-don't you DARE t-touch them!" Rosie screamed. The tiny pinkette had no idea what a "nork" was, but whatever it was, she didn't want it touched by this psycho. Or she did, but she couldn't admit that, despite the way her body was showing how much she was (unwillingly) loving this.