Alison Leaper vs. Airi Shijima - A Backstage Battle

Airi continued to struggle uncomfortably, not really sure how to react to this weird position they were in. Hunched over forwards as she tried to push Alison's legs open, she was taken aback as the brunette suddenly reached up and grabbed her by the hair.

"AAAHHH...! OW ow ow ow...!" the orange-haired girl cried out as her foe yanked down hard. Caught now in an ever more awkward position, Airi flailed her arms around in a panic, trying to figure out what to do.

"I told you you'd regret it, cunt!"

Despite her words, the weird Twister-esque position they'd put themselves into meant that even though Airi wasn't resisting too much, there wasn't much more Alison could do to her besides tug or squeeze harder.

And she straining herself enough as it was. So the brunette would let go of Airi's hair after one final tug and try to flip them over entirely, and if all went well, she would reposition herself so that she'd be sitting on Airi's torso, facing her opponent's legs.

After a bit more flailing around, Airi at least gathered enough wits to try and grab at Alison's wrists as she pulled at her hair. At first, it seemed effective as the brunette quickly let go, but that was just the setup for the orange-girl to get shoved over. Landing hard on her back, Airi let out a loud 'oof' as the maid landed on her belly, briefly knocking the wind out of her.

Clutching at her scalp with both hands, she looked up at Alison and whined, "Ow ow ow... Sc-screw you, you bitch...!"

Alison craned her neck to look back at Airi, a giddy smirk on her face. "Screw me, you sure? I might just take you up on that~" She teased. "Nah, don't worry, I'm not gonna do anything fucked up with you... Um, assuming you weren't kidding." Alison said, a bit flustered at her own teasing.

Alison would normally set things even by ripping up Airi's outfit, but it was so revealing already that there wasn't anything more to tear without turning into the sexual thing she was trying so hard to not think about. Although... an embarrassing hold would be fine, right?

Rationalizing it in her head, Alison would grab Airi's right leg with both arms, locking her knees around Airi's left leg... and then with all her strength, she'd roll towards the side and spread those legs as far as she could!

"O-of course, I didn't mean that!" Airi stuttered, embarrassed at being called out over her choice of words. Somewhat flustered by the remark, the orange-haired girl was unprepared as Alison grabbed her leg while wrapping her own legs around the other, forcing her into a painful splits hold. "H-h-hey, what are you- Noooooooo...!"

Bearing the painful recollection of how Da Xia finished her off last time, fear gripped Airi as she found herself in that very same position. Given that it didn't seem like Alison was going to start punching her stretched out groin from that position, the possibility of it still caused her to panic. "D-don't you... Ahhhh... Let go of me...!"

"Ha.... hahh... just l-lay there and lemme win, Airi! Or uhh... y-you resist some more and I'll... do worse..." with both arms and legs dedicated to the hold, Alison wasn't likely to make good on that threat anytime soon.

Heck, she could barely keep Airi's groin splayed out like this as it was. Alison was too tired to maintain the pressure on Airi's legs permanently, but she'd tried to make up for it by yanking them apart every few seconds... and now a minute into the hold, the intervals were getting fur the apart after each yank.

Her heavy breathing gave away her current state, but luckily for the maid, it seemed Airi was even worse off than herself!

Airi groaned as she tried to resist the hold, though thankfully it wasn't nearly as painful as it could be since Alison wasn't that strong. She definitely did not like being in that position though. "D-dammit...!"

Squirming a little stronger, as she got over her initial fear, Airi attempted to force her way out of the brunette's grasp.

It wouldnt take too much squirming for Airi's right leg to overpower Alison, escaping her arms, while Airi's hands smacked her back repeatedly.

"Ah! You d-dumb bitch, j-just let me win dammit! " Alison was frustrated... and suddenly Airi's thrashing left leg kneed her in the crotch, silencing any frustrations she had.

Airi finally managed to pull both her legs free, though she accidentally kneed Alison in the crotch in the process. The orange-haired girl certainly didn't feel any guilt over it as she scrambled back up to her feet, groaning in pain as she clutched her groin.

"H-ha...! Serves ya right, dumbass...!" Airi panted out, needing a moment to catch her breath and recover.

Alison simply groaned on the floor, botherwise hands cluthing her crotch. "Owww... s-shut up! " Alison knew that Airi didn't intentionally kick her in the cunt this time.

But that didn't change the fact that Airi kicked her in the cunt. And as soon as she felt like getting up again, Airi was going to pay... but not just yet, it still hurt too much to stand up.