Elizabeth vs. MIO: A Treat for Masochists Everywhere!

Seeing Mio's futile struggles once again, albeit being cute struggles, only made Elizabeth sigh out, mostly in disappointment. As she kept the camel clutch hold in place, the mistress would lean her head foward and close to the other girl's ear, whispering in it. "You know... I don't like one-dimensional slaves. Show me something worthy for me to enslave you, or I'll get bored real quick..." She sincerely warned, before she took the moment to nibble on Mio's ear.

After nibbling on her opponent's ear for a brief moment, Elizabeth would stop, only to then increase the torque in the camel clutch, pulling back further and aiming to put a real hurt on Mio's back just so she can gauge the strength of the other girl's resistance and willpower, or alternatively see if she can find another aspect of her foe's submissive attitude that can greatly intrigue the Brit.

"H-haauh...?" Mio seemed to be a bit surprised by what Elizabeth said, the woman acting as if she's just testing a slave to pick up or something. Most people probably would have said something along the line of who's wanting to be enslaved by her, but not Mio. The nibble to her hear didn't help her to become defiant, but then her opponent began to crank the hold up.

"G-gaaahh..." Mio groaned as Elizabeth bent her trapped figure further back putting a real stretch on her body. "Nnnghh..." she tried to endure it for a bit, but eventually would start struggling. One of her hands would try to pry off the arm of Elizabeth so she could pull herself forward a bit to lessen the straining.

It's not exactly the easiest task given that the blonde was stronger than her, but she had to show some fight. Meanwhile her other hand would start try to drag herself forward a little by little, trying to move herself closer to the ropes although it didn't seem all too possible considering she still had Elizabeth's weight on top of her. Perhaps rather than an actual effort to free herself, she just wanted to impress the woman.

Elizabeth meticulously analyzed Mio's behavior in this situation, and she was actually quite pleased. She sees this girl as not only someone who is clearly a submissive person, but also, as one who puts up a front of a resistance so as to impress the mistress, herself in this case, and force the mistress to interact more than usual with her supposed 'slave', whether in a more dominant manner, with a more intimate approach, and so forth. In fact, Mio is quite different from Elizabeth's usual slaves in that she doesn't act completely submissive even despite showing signs of the possibility of acting as such. It's like, she wanted to earn the mistress's treatments compared to the other completely submissive people Elizabeth knows who will willingly and easily give themselves up so as to entreat themselves with the pleasurable treatments of a mistress.

"Good girl... You deserve a reward from your mistress~" Cooed Elizabeth as she pulled further back in the camel clutch, her strength, combined with her weight, being far above Mio's to the point that her prying and crawling is completely ineffective. Although this intensified pressure was just for a brief moment as the British would suddenly release the hold completely, standing up from Mio's body and looking down to see her state of being, idly placing her hands on her sexy hips to give herself a dominant and confident appearance once again.

And just as it was a sudden for her submission to be broken off, Elizabeth would suddenly bend down and snake her arms underneath Mio's armpits, lifting her up by her armpits and onto her feet so that her back is right in front of the blonde's view. Afterwards, Elizabeth would bend down, this time moving one of her arms in between Mio's thighs, her shoulder pressing onto the small of her opponent's back, and her other hand moving to cup the girl's chin, before lifting her up in one motion and spreading her entire back over the length of her two strong shoulders in a torture rack! "How's this now? Dangling in mid-air at the mercy of your mistress. This is one of my favored moves, so enjoy it while you can..." And with that said, Elizabeth would suddenly press down on Mio's thigh and chin, bending her back over her shoulders slowly, yet painfully, as she comfortably paraded around the ring as if this submissive girl is one of her trophies.

As Elizabeth praised her, Mio could feel her cheeks warming up, possibly blushing, although the blonde couldn't see that. She felt the hold being cranked further briefly, drawing a grunt of discomfort for her, and then her body flopped to the mat as Elizabeth released her abruptly. "Uughh..." she groaned while wriggling a bit on the mat while her opponent made a dominant pose standing above her.

She was then lifted up by the Elizabeth, first to her feet, then further up onto woman's shoulders! A surprised gasp left her lips, but her voice soon turned into an agonized cry as the blonde would put her in the torture rack position! "Aaahh...!" Mio squirmed helplessly while Elizabeth began to parade her around the ring, the crowds cheering at the sight. It was quite an embarrassing position without a doubt, not to mention quite painful. Yet all these mixed sensations, particularly being helpless and completely vulnerable to Elizabeth was turning her on more and more. Under her pants, her pantie already got slightly dampened although no one but Mio knew about that just yet...