Still Waters

Carmen could tell from the tone of Akino's voice that she got the general gist of where Carmen was going. It wasn't like they had a referee to enforce the rules, they were on a total honor system. Might as well reap the benefits. No need to be rigid - if Akino needed a little more time to do what she needed to do, there wouldn't be any harm. The night was still young, and they had plenty of time for all sorts of debaucheries.

It was strange, being engulfed in the darkness like this. People spend their entire lives relying on sight, and Carmen suddenly had that taken away. She had to fall back on her other senses, try to hear Akino's footsteps, smell the scent of her sultry body as it moved around the room, feel the weight of her body coming up on the bed and taking position on her arms, pinning them down. That only left taste, and Carmen knew exactly what to do with that.

She lifted her head up and lashed out with her tongue. Sure enough, it met the underside of Akino's ass as it descended, falling down on her face and covering it from nose to mouth. Queening. With a behind like that, she should have guessed the Akino knew how to put it to good use. While it wasn't something that Carmen had ever indulged in before, she was picked up a fast appreciation for it. The soft feel on her face, the hot skin that dominated her every breath, the knowledge that her every breath was at Akino's whim, it all came together to form an irresistable cocktail of dominance. Carmen drank it deep.

That serenity wasn't going to last, though, and Carmen learned this the harsh way as a quick burst of pain shot through her abs, making her body burst into quick spasm. Something hot, something wet...candle wax. The pain was so sudden that she shrieked once again, only this time her cry was muffled by Akino's carnal flesh

Akino was pleased to find Carmen adjusting to her new role rather nicely, as her tongue lashed out and welcomed the Japanese woman's rump. She couldn't help but give out a slight moan herself as she sat down on the latina's face. The fabric of her bikini did stand between her flesh and Carmen's tongue, but it was so thing it almost made no difference.

Few domination techniques gave Akino quite the rush that smothering did. Controlling if and when the person beneath her would be allowed their next breath, especially when using a tool like her ass to do it. It always just felt so perfect. Although like Carmen, Akino had yet to experience it from the receiving side.

And then there was the wax. And as it fell onto Carmen's stomach, the latina's body spasmed and she let out a muffled shriek which vibrated right into Akino's rear, causing the shorter woman to close her eyes and purr at the wonderful feeling. Once the shriek had completely died down Akino remained seated on Carmen's face for a few more seconds before lifting her hips up to let her breathe for a moment, while also bringing the fingers of her free hand to one of Carmen's nipples, rubbing the hardened nub in small circles.

She briefly glanced back to take a look at Carmen's pretty face, before lowering her behind back down onto it. "Your face is so comfortable, Carmen-chan. I could just sit here all night long." she teased. Akino wouldn't have minded doing just that, but she knew there would be plenty of other fun things to occupy their time tonight as well.

And soon, it was once again time to apply the wax. Though Carmen was most likely expecting more of it soon, the blindfold and the facesit together made it impossible for her to see the candle, so there would be no telling when another drop would come. But even though Akino would be stretching her time a bit, she was still on the clock, so she couldn't just hold Carmen in suspense forever. But she she did wait several seconds, before finally tilting the candle again. This time within just a couple seconds of each other, two drops of the hot wax fell just inches below her temporary slave's chest.

As much as Carmen was enjoying the position - far more than she could have ever dreamed - there was still the unfortunate fact that she, like everything else on the planet, needed to breath air at some point, and there was precious little of it under Akino's ass. She was fighting for every gasp, sucking in for oxygen and only getting more flesh in return.

So, when Akino finally did let up and give her some air to breath, Carmen gulped it down with big gasps, though a few moans stuck into the mix as her breasts were massaged. It was a non-stop erotic assault with this woman - as soon as Carmen recovere from one thing, something else was presented to dominate her senses.

She let out a little laugh at Akino's comment and her breath flowed over the ass above her and came back down on her face. She titled her head up and worshipped her tomentress greatest weapon with kiss, planting one on each check. Where she guessed the cheeks were, anyway.  "Glad you enjoy-" Her words became muffled as Akino once again took her throne and became Carmen's entire world. She put up a little bit of a fight this time, trying to turn her face from one side to the other and sneak a breath, but she doubted it would have much success. Akino was in control.

As if to demonstrate that beyond all doubt, two more drops of wax hit her chest, and her body danced accordingly. She was more used to it, now, but they still stung like crazy, and her body jerked about like a live wire, as she wailed into her fleshy prison.

Carmen's warm breath felt wonderful against Akino's soft flesh, though she enjoyed the kisses even more. As simple an act as it was, it was also a submissive one which accentuated Akino's position over Carmen at the moment. And as the woman began to speak, her words were cut off as Akino once again took a seat on her face.

"I'm sorry. Could you repeat that? I didn't quite catch it." she replied with a chuckle, again giving her rump a shake. But Carmen then began to fight back, trying to shift her face around beneath Akino. It wasn't exactly an act of defiance per se, but it gave the Japanese vixen a chance to have some more fun, as if she'd made a little game out of this. And as she struggled, the small pools of wax on Carmen's body moved with her, eventually causing thin streams of the wax to run along her sides and onto the bed sheet.

For a moment Akino tried to shift her ass along with Carmen's face to get a more secure position on her. But then she would give up on that and lift her rear up, still keeping her shins over Carmen's arms. With her free hand she would grab a hold of her lover's hair and yank her head so that she was facing straight up again, before dropping down onto her face. "There we are. That's much better." she said, lightly bouncing a couple times on top of her before sitting still on her.

By this point Akino had gone about fifteen seconds over her supposed three-minute limit, but figured she might as well stretch it out to the end of this extra minute. First, she let one final drop of candle wax fall right between Carmen's breasts and onto her sternum. She then dipped a finger into the wax, wincing from the heat as she did so, and began spread it down Carmen's torso, her finger tracing the exact path her lover had guided it on a moment ago to touch all the best spots with the hot liquid.

Twenty seconds remained of the "extra time" she allowed herself. And Akino lifted herself off of Carmen's face before moving backward, now kneeling on the bed right behind her head. Leaning down, the cyclops pressed her lips to Carmen's with an upside down kiss, which she would hold for the remaining seconds to make sure she didn't breathe during that time. Counting the time in her head Akino waited only until the final second had passed before breaking the kiss and removing Carmen's blindfold, smiling as she looked down into the woman's eyes.

Carmen couldn't say from too much experience, but many of her fellow dommes told her that submissives made the best dominants, and vice versa. Carmen had a theory on why that was, too: dominants know what dominants like, submissives know what submissives like. Simple.

For instance, Carmen liked it when her playmates gave her a little struggle and made things a little challenging. After all, what was the point of bondage if there wasn't some struggle? It enhanced the entire scenario, made it feel real. She reasoned Aniko would have the same thoughts, so she gave her lover some fight and resistance. Futile? Yes. Fun? Oh, yes. Her face seemed to wedge further and further into Akino's rear as she shifted about, going in tight, until, finally, she was given the gift of air and taken out of the heavenly hell. She knew it wouldn't last. That much was obvious from the hand digging into her scalp, keeping her in place. Carmen simply took a deep breath and accepted it.

Carmen gave Akino a longer shriek this time, as the wax landed in the sensitive valley between her breasts, scorching the skin and no doubt leaving a mark that would even show on her tanned skin. She made it worse - or better - when she traced her fingers along the skin, blazing a trail and making sure to hit all of Carmen's best spots along the way. It was amazing what Akino could do with just a finger, and she showed her appreciation the only way she could think: with her tongue. Even in the small space her face had Carmen was able to worm her tongue out and run it along the underside of Akino's swimsuit, licking away at her through the thin material. It was good, but it left Carmen wanting what was on the other side. She was like a hungry dog with a full meal, just out of her grasp. Salivating. Starving.

When it was over and Akino moved off, Carmen took a few quick, shallow breaths - that was all she had time to do, before two of the best lips she'd ever kissed descended on her own. A parting kiss to mark the end of Akino's turn, and Carmen revelled in it. Even when they parted, her mouth still moved like they were locked in the embrace, running her tongue along a mouth that wasn't even there.

She squinted as the blindfold came off and her vision corrected, and immediately smiled. Akino was staring down on her. Exactly what she wanted to see. She looked up at her with eyes full of wonder and desire, as if she could scarcely believe she was looking at a real person and not some fantasy of hers come to life. "I don't want us to leave this room. Ever." It was true. The idea of spending her entire life dominating and being dominated by this woman sounded insane, but she could think of far worse ways to spend her days. Just a little daydream, not a serious though. But a pleasant one. Very much so.

She lifted up and gave Akino a quick kiss to tide them over for the next minute or so, then bounded off the bed. She was quick to take her position this time, moving back into her fighting stance with all sorts of energy. She had to touch Akino again. She had to experience it, win or lose. Any more delays were unacceptable.

Though unspoken to Akino, Carmen's theory was one that made sense. And perhaps there was a submissive side to Akino that had just been dormant deep within her, waiting to be awoken. If that truly was the case, then she couldn't think of any person she knew she'd rather have awaken it than Carmen.

Akino was already more than comfortable in her seat atop Carmen's face, but she entered a state of bliss once the latina started putting her tongue to use. Feeling her tongue press against the bottom of her swimsuit, she began to moan out. The fabric separating Carmen's tongue form Akino's flesh was so thin its presence almost didn't make any difference. And it took almost no time at all before the wetness between Akino's legs would become quite noticeable.

After she finally did move off of Carmen and kissed her, the two locked eyes, and Akino couldn't help but bask in the beauty of her lover's wonderful expression. Her eyes alone told everything she was feeling right now, and that feeling was quite mutual. "I don't either, Carmen-chan." Akino replied to her comment.

After one more kiss between the two women, Akino watched Carmen head back onto the mats, grinning as she stared at that sexy body of hers. It still had traces of the candle wax on it, though her mind seemed much more focused on the next, and potentially final bout. Akino held the lead 2-1, and one more victory would make Carmen hers for the rest of the night. Clearly there was plenty of motivation for both of them, so Akino hopped down to the mat and took her stance again as well.

"You'll be mine soon. I hope you're ready." she said with a smirk before charging right at the boxer. Unlike the last few rounds, she was taking the initiative this time. Once most of the distance had been closed, the cyclops would drop to a knee and attempt to slide by her foe, before springing back up and trying to snake her arms around Carmen's neck with a sleeper hold.

Carmen wouldn't call it love at first sight. There had been some attraction between her and Akino when she first laid eyes on the blue-haired beauty, but she was attracted to about half of the women in Purgatory. That, by itself, was nothing unusual. She wasn't falling in love, things weren't quite so serious that she'd throw that paritcular 'L' word around too much.

But lust? That was definitely appropriate. Falling head over heels, madly in lust, and loving every second of it. Akino's words just confirmed that she felt the same way, and she seriously doubted that this would end when they left the room.

As the next, critical round started, it occurred to Carmen that she was still topless. Not that she had a problem with that all by itself, but it was a little awkward to have her tits flopping about while she fought, and Akino was a hard enough nut to crack already without a handicap. She spared one glance around to see where it had been tossed to, but that was one glance too many. In the next moment, Akino was on her.

She should've seen it coming. Akino clearly wanted to come out on top in every sense of the phrase, and she only had to win once more to earn the priviledge. Of course she'd be aggressive. Of course she'd fight hard. But that didn't mean Carmen was going to lay back and take it. Not until after she won, anyway. This stallion would not be easily tamed.

Akino managed to locked on the sleeperhold, but Carmen sprang into action, trying to make her regret the move. She swung her elbows around as she twisted back and forth, trying to land a few good shots in her lover's ribs.

Had Akino not had plenty of time to get used to looking at Carmen topless moments ago, it definitely would've been a delightful distraction now. But as things were, it ended up being more of a distraction instead for Carmen herself. As she looked around for her top, Akino was given a golden opportunity.

Managing to slip behind the taller woman, Akino's arms wrapped themselves around Carmen's head and neck to lock in the sleeper. "Shhh. Just relax, Carmen-chan. It'll be over soon." she cooed into her ear. However, the boxer wasn't ready to surrender without a fight.

"Ugh!" Akino gasped out suddenly as Carmen's elbows began to hammer away at her ribs. Whether it was her fists or her elbows, by now Akino understood how dangerous Carmen's arms were, the hits feeling like painful blasts from a sledgehammer. Each strike pushed her back a bit and caused her grip to slip more and more, until the her arms were untangled from Carmen's neck and completely outstretched, and her hands the only thing still holding onto the woman's head.

Hoping her hands would be enough to keep Carmen from completely escaping her grasp, Akino attempted to use her grip to turn her opponent around and guide her head between the cyclops' legs with a standing headscissor. If her tactic failed, however, then Akino likely wouldn't be in much of a position to defend if Carmen managed to get some sort of counterattack off.

The way Akino spoke into her ear with a tone that held all sorts of devilish implications, her breasts smashing against Carmen's back as she secured the hold, the sweat from their bodies as they slid against each other...when Akino told her it would be over soon, she almost believed it. She almost wanted it to be true.

Almost.  

"Sorry." She blasted Akino in the ribs. "Not." Another shot. "Happening!"

Persistence paid off and Carmen was freed from the hold. She immediately tried to get away and move back into stance, but Akino saw that danger coming far too easily. One moment she was up and moving, the next she was down and struggling between Akino's legs, wrapped up in a silken snare.

Carmen started thrashing, but her legs were too powerful, too strong, and they just felt too good. Pulling out wasn't an option, but lifting up? That showed some promise. Carmen planted her feet and started to straighten her body up, lifting Akino up and try to make her slide off behind her. In theory, it was a good idea. With the akward position she was forcing things into, the blue bombshell was likely to let her loose and tumble down. Easy prey.

But things were never that simple with Akino...

Akino knew well how quickly momentum would shift in Carmen's direction if she managed to escape, but fortunately was able to prevent that by trapping the woman's head between her legs. Almost ironically, Akino had been the one trapped in this exact position not long ago. But now it was the taller woman struggling between the legs of the Japanese woman.

Akino's legs were quite arguably her greatest asset, however, and wouldn't be so quick to let her go. Carmen did have the strength advantage between them, and began putting it to use by lifting her body up, bringing Akino with her. But in doing so, she just might be falling into a deadly trap.

As Akino was lifted up, Carmen might've been expecting her to fall behind her. But instead, as soon as her feet were off the ground she would snake her legs to lock themselves under the latina's neck, with one of her calves across her throat and the other leg hooking under the first. And to try to ensure she couldn't use those lethal arms of hers, Akino reached out to hook her arms around Carmen's to hold them in place.

This would look like some kind of upside down, reverse figure four headscissor, but Akino liked to refer to it as the "Kumonosu." Its name translated to "spiderweb" in english, and was one of Akino's finishing submission holds. In the few matches she'd competed in in the indies before signing with the AFW, every victory she'd achieved was the result of a submission to this hold.

"Be a good girl and submit, so I can make you mine for the rest of the night." she'd say with a bright grin, knowing this just might give Akino the victory she needed to win their little contest. The two women had already demonstrated how much they could do in only a matter of minutes. What could they do with an entire night at their disposal? It was already making her imagination run wild with anticipation, and she was practically salivating just at the thought.