Babel Gilles de Rais Vs. Noroiko Vs. Mina Harker

Noro-chan gasped out in pain, landing tits-first right on top on Mina's face, once again leaving the three chuuni in a familiar position. While normally she might have gone back to playing the masochist part in this situation, instead she would find herself consumed by some more... conventional desires. With the vampire's hands aggressively massaging her breasts while the witch's face was lodged between then, a wave of arousal swept over Sayumi.

"MMMmmmmmmnnnnnnnnnnhhhhh..." Letting out a long, strained moan, her body seemed to move all on it's own, her hips moving in sync with Babel's, while her legs just felt like soft jelly as the warm sensation in her loins intensified. In the back of her delusional mind she just believed this to be the vampire's charismatic spell once again, but she was too far gone by this point to help it, surrendering herself to her physical lusts.

Babel's tongue pressed against Noroiko's neck as she felt the red liquid fill her mouth. "Nnnnmmmnnn..." Her eyes nearly glazed over from the delicious sanguine. She could feel Noroiko's body begin to grind against her own and Babel picked up the face. Her subtle undulations began to turn into full on grinding against Sayumi's body. She moaned through suckling, humming against Sayumi's neck.

The sensation was quite euphoric and her nipples stiffened underneath her snow bird jacket. She focused further, trying to tug Sayumi's breasts free so she could begin to pinch and tug at the girl's nipples. Oh, how she would love to bite THOSE as well!

Unfortunately for Mina, poor witchling that she was, she was missing out on most of the naughty fun going on above her. High on her body as the other girls had fallen, hips against her stomach, her femininity was left largely unmolested. She couldn't even see what was going on due to the intimidatingly large breasts of Sayumi engulfing her face as Babel toyed with them around her. Tightly stretched fabric pressed over her features closing off and then restoring her air supply with irregularity while her make-up transferred on to the material gradually. Amidst the rustling of clothing, the colliding of soft flesh, and the moans of her 'opponents' she didn't here the ref-girl, "ONE!"

Muffled whimpers vibrated her cheeks against Noroiko's globes as she squirmed weakly at the bottom of the fleshy heap, her skirts still splayed out to leave her bare legs and moist panties exposed for the audience's viewing pleasure. Instinctively her hands pawed their way up Sayumi's sides, brushing against her hips and then her ribs before sliding up over the girl's back. Here they discovered Babel's side-boob and after an instant of embarrassed hesitation she would gently press her palms against those orbs. Match? What match?

Enthralled in her own lusts, Sayumi continued to moan as Babel worked over her breasts and sucked on her neck, no longer able to control her arousal. Panting and sweating, she squirmed about, grinding her own hips down into Mina's body just as Babel did to hers. Her nipples had become very erect, pushing into the silky material of her bra, while her lacy panties grew damp and heavy.

No longer coherent of where she was or what she was supposed to be doing, she didn't even care that the vampire was undoing her blouse, popping the buttons right off of the sweat-soaked semi-transparent garment. Nor did she even realize the ref was already counting the 'pin'

"TWO!"

Normally Babel might ignore the foolish decrees of some referee and the formalities of a wrestling match. She was an immortal vampiress, what use did she have for mortals? However, there were some things that were sacred to the undead and as the count was slapped down, she knew she would have the thing she desired stripped from her if she allowed herself to continue feeding from the spirit's oh so delicious skin bag.

Babel unfurled her legs and planted them against the canvas and squeezed tightly onto Noroiko. As the referee raised the hand for the three count, she used all her strength, twisting her body and rolling onto her side to try and fling Noroiko off of Mina and send her rolling away. Hopefully she was able to do that before the count hit. She was definitely feeling empowered by the blood she had just drank.

Both the pin and Sayumi's orgasm were very abruptly interrupted as Babel flung her off and to side, sending Noroiko rolling away. Coming to a stop as she flopped out on her back, she moaned loudly, feeling somewhat denied. As her mind still tried to recover from all that just transpired, she just laid there on the mat, her blouse ripped all the way open exposing her large, sweaty bra-clad breasts as they heaved up and down.

Mina had already accepted her damned fate as she sucked down wheezing gulps of air scented with sweat and soft flesh. Her mind swam with the beginnings of asphyxia and the lust that had cowed her resistance. She couldn't hear the count but just the same knew that the end was drawing near; call it a premonition. Just as she was just about ready to start picking out her ubiquitous devil-girl outfit she was gifted with the return of light and fresh air to the world. Well, as fresh as the arena air ever was during a match.

Liberated from her buxom prison the witch gasped filling her lungs with life giving oxygen that swelled her modest breasts before hissing out again. Yellow eyes were wide with surprise as they stared towards the ceiling from a flushed face now lacking most of its concealing makeup. Listlessly the girl sat up, still panting breathlessly, to survey the scene around her. Her long silver tresses hung loose and wild about her shoulders, her hair ribbons hung useless and lost amidst the tangle. Likewise, the black silk and satin dress which once clung to her slender body now hung away from her skin with many of its buttons popped or pulled free during her struggles thus far. None of her henna-tattoos remained even remotely intact.

Babel watched as Noroiko was heaved off the chunni pile and Mina was left to try and regain her mental composure. It seemed as though her physical state of being could not be so easily returned to its once quite dainty and refined state.

Babel got to her hands and knees and began to slither up Mina's body, putting her hand between Mina's budding chest. She grabbed at the already loosened and torn buttons and yanked at them, trying to expose the girl's petite chest to the audience once and for all.

"Mina Harker..." Babel said as she grinned wildly at the witchling. "You belong to me and me alone. I won't share with some parasite spirit."

Propped up on her hands she only watched as the undead mistress crawled towards her like some feral beast. The look in Mina's eyes was a mixture of exhaustion, degradation, and lust as she wondered just what horrors awaited her in this creature's approach. Timidly she bit her lip as the girl's hand touched between her small breasts but she did not comprehend just what was about to happen. Krrrrrik! The last few buttons popped free in rapid succession and scattered about the mat behind the witch as the dress pulled forward in Babel's grasp.

Naked from the waist up, her B cups exposed to a roar of applause and a shimmering of flash bulbs, she squealed her disapproval and folded her arms modestly across herself. Turning her shoulder defensively towards the vampiress Mina looked at the girl, head bowed and her expression pitiful. She had no reply, no rant, no spell.

Babel's aqua eyes gleamed as the girl was exposed even more, babel seemign to tear a piece off of her each time they were able to encounter each other without Noroiko's interference. She watched as Mina crossed her arms and her hands lashed out to grab at Mina's wrists and pry them off her chest.

While she did that, she leaned in and let her tongue slip devilishly from her mouth as she grinned. Her eyes dropped down towards Mina's modest bust and she lunged, hoping to run her tongue along the underside of one of the small buds and mash her tongue against Mina's exposed nipple.

"Nnnnn...."