Colleen vs Vicky

"Mmmmm..." Vicky moaned at the soft yet gentle lick on her neck. "Y-Yes... I submit... to mistress Connie." She said as she moaned again from the nipping, but then suddenly scream from the harsh spank. Yet like again, she moaned again, this time, from the kneading.

Colleen grinned widely, kissing her cheek from behind. She grinned and stepped off of her, kneeling in front of her and lifting her head up by the chin. "Then give us a kiss, my pet," she cooed, smirking and licking her lips invitingly as she waited for Vicky to do the kissing for her. She was the mistress, and she took more than she gave, after all.

Vicky moaned again, before she was seemingly unable to move from the harsh punishments she endured after Connie got off. Her head was forced up as she stared into the girl's eyes. "Sure..." She said softly, as she went in for the kiss. Once the lips made contact, her hand would suddenly spring up, trying to punch the dominatrix's exposed crotch brutally hard.

Connie's lips smiled against her for a spell before her lips parted in a scream, bucking over hard and trying to grab her crotch as she held a long wailing note of agony. "AHHHHH!" she howls, the throbbing sending wild and mixed signals through her head as she kicked miserably at the mat.

Vicky slowly started to get up, definitely battered after those punishments. But she's definitely not going to submit when the match isn't determined yet. She immediately tried to reach for Connie's hair, pulling her up to a doubled-over position as she placed her in a gutwrench hold, pushing her opponent's head to one side. She then wrap her arms around the girl's waist, before lifting her up so Connie's back is draped over one of Vicky's shoulder, forcing her in a Canadian backbreaker rack.

Connie let out a scream as she was grabbed and lifted, fairly unresisting as her mind told her the pain was too much to be pleasurable, regardless of what she felt. She moaned more sensually as she was stretched over her back, the more steady pain over her spin making her writhe and kick a bit helplessly. "Bad... girl..." she grunted uneasily.

Vicky squeezed a bit harder, knowing that Connie is enjoying it in a way. "Yes, yes... I'm a bad girl... But at least this 'bad girl' is giving both of us something to enjoy." She said, smirking and licking her own lips, before she would hop to put a sudden burst of pressure onto the girl's back.

"AHHH!" Connie screamed suddenly, saliva splashing from her mouth as it hung open in stunning agony after the hop. She would grab desperately for anything to get a hold of, namely Vicky's hair just to relieve the pressure a bit by instinct

"Ahh!!" Vicky screamed as her hair was pulled, but that only instinctively made Vicky increase the pressure on her hold. "Oh, you want it that way, huh?" She would then repeatedly hop, trying to torture Connie's back, her breasts bouncing up and down as a result.

Colleen's breasts wobbled like sea waves.
"Yessss! YES! YES! Yes I do!" Connie wailed, thrashing her head around as she was further tortured to her mixed delight. It felt wonderful in its odd way, which made her want to hurt her opponent in reply to return the literal favor. She'd swing and kick as best she could to hit her, but wouldn't try overly hard out of the painful love of the beautiful hold