Debauched Villany

"Hmmm?" Sabine let out as Bubbles started to shift her legs, prepared for many things from the American Amazon, although having her stand straight up while still in the lotus lock was not necessarily one of them "Eeep!" The purple haired vixen let out as she found herself back to back with the blonde, hanging upside down with her own legs holding her in place. Her comfortable seat had decided that enough was enough, and Sabine wasn't getting a say in the matter. Now they were going wherever Bubbles wanted them to go. Not the worst fate but it might be very painful in the short term.

This was not easy. Even for Bubbles Burste. It wasn’t that Sabine was heavy, far from it. She light. Couldn’t have weighed more than, what? 130 pounds, if that? She could bench more than that. With one hand. But the human body was just not designed to lift things in this awkward way.

Nonetheless, Bubbles endured. She pushed. She raised up. And it paid off. ”Ready...for a ride?”

The ‘ride’ in question wasn’t a terribly pleasant one, nor was it very far. All Bubbes did was turn around, take a few steps back and jerk around, attempting to ram Sabine’s head aainst the wall, a wild attempt to smash her head up against it.

"A ride you say?" Sabine purred despite the blood flowing to her head as she dangled upside down, smiling with no clue to Bubble's dangerous intentions until it was too late for the purple haired vixen "What a tantlizing prospeeEECT!" was all the Brazilian managed to let out before her heas was slammed against the plaster. The effect was instantaneous as what was left of her tangle of limbs collapsed into a limp mess leaving the dark skinned deviant either slumping to the carpet or just powerless in the clutches of the big and brutal Bubbles

Smashing Sabine upside the wall was violent - not that Bubbles had a problem with violence, of course, but she usually tried to mix it with a nice dollop of sex, to ease the pallete. The sizzling seductress simply hadn’t left her with many options to turn around the tide, so she had to resort to going hard.

Sad. But not beyond help. She could make up for this.

With Sabine on the floor, she took a moment to rub her arms, trying to get some feeling back into them, before she sprung back into action. Bubbles placed her feet on both sides of her foe, then dropped on the succubus’ lap with her full weight, pinning her to the floor with sensual authority. Once she got over the pain, she’d have the pleasure of toned ass on her groin. More would be coming soon after that.

”Wow, you are just a bad little girl, aren’t you?” Bubbles straightened up and licked her lips, surveying Sabine’s chest with rabid hunger. ”Oh me, oh my, what to do with you…”

Sabine's dazed body let out a long groan as her prey-turned-predator let her full weight drop nice and heavilly on the succubi's lap, forcing even the knocked-silly Sabine to focus on the sudden jump of pressure as her body tried to move up on its own only to be forced down by Bubbles' muscular butt. It was the best worst position the Brazilian had been in for a long time. "You'll never break me!" She defiantly declared underneath the American, knowing full well she'd likely be eating those words... among other things.

Bubbles liked to think of herself as a sex bomb, but she had to admit that Sabine might’ve had her beat in that regard. At the very least, she was her equal.

All she did was sit down on the woman’s body, and the mere contact sent a shock through her loins, before anything proper had even happened. The woman truly earned her nickname - the simple act of touching her was enough to drive you wild.

”Oh, I am breaking you.” She licked her lips and ran a hand over Sabine’s chest, giving her a brief, gentle touch that was guaranteed not to last. ”And you’ll love every second.”

Bubbles lurked forward, wrapped her arms around Sabine’s head, and pulled her up with a rough tug towards her chest. A pair of waiting tits engulfed the succubus’ head, as she pulled her in for a tight breast smother, robbing her of air and light between the sweaty orbs.

Sabine tried to let out a sound of mock protest but any words she could have said were instantly muffled out by Bubbles' embrace, the Brazilian's features covered by fabric and breast as even the low light of the bedroom was denied to her. The purple haired vixen's protests turning to soft vibrations in the Amazon's chest as she attempted to twist her way out. Much as Sabine would have normally enjoyed her perilous situation there was a time and a place to smoosh her face in Bubbles' breasts and that was when the blonde wasn't making the situation air-tight. The Brazilian was a talented grappler but with the size and upper body strength difference on top of the lack of air, her options were limited to trying to squirm out or give Bubbles a teasing lick while she was stuck.

Bubbles loved a good breast smother, particularly when she dropped her girls down on someone with a good set of lungs, and she got that delicious scream in her chest.. The struggle was nice, too, feeling as they turned their heads left and right, struggling for air that was just not coming to them. The dominance. The feel of power. The rush of using her favorite tools of pleasure to knock the life out of someone. All of it was just unmatched.

But there had to be a limit, and as Bubbles pressed into Sabine, she knew she was quickly reaching it. This match had rules, after all.

After a few moments, Bubbles lifted her chest off the succubus’ face and gave her a few light slaps to the face, dragging her back into the waking world. ’Hey there, wake up.” She cooed and sat up, straddling Sabine’s waist, using her weight to keep her pinned. ”Wakey, wakey. You can’t nap just yet, remember? You’ve still got a name to scream and sheets to ruin.”’’

Sabine's eyes fluttered open as she looked up at the towering Bubbles, having enjoyed her brief visit to slumberland only to be rudely awakened by a large palm brushing against her cheek, "Mmm?" the purple haired vixen mumbled, her vision still obscured by the Amazon's impressive chest. "Soo soon?" she asked, slowly shaking her head. "We can't do that... you're wearing too much~" the succubi purred. She knew better than to try and shift Bubbles' weight while feeling so dizzy, it was better for now to let her new favourite person do all the hard work to destroy all the hard work the various maids had done setting up the room for her.

Bubbles chief concern was making sure that Sabine was properly pacified, and on that note, she could claim a resounding success. The dark-skinned temptress was far from flattened or finished, so she knew better than to write her off just yet. Had to be smart about things.

She threw a wink to her wife, who was coming down from her lustful high enough to appreciate the show before her, and then she took the time to survey the room, get a read of things. There was a lot to work with here - Bubbles was particularly interested to see what was waiting in those drawers. But before she did anything big, the first big step was getting her foe on the bed.

She could’ve done that easy enough by just lifting Sabine and dropping her onto the covers. Too easy, though.

Instead, she reached down, grabbed her foe by the head, and pulled her under her arm, getting her into a tight headlock that mashed her face against a breast. From there, she deadlifted Sabine off the floor, into what appeared, at first glance, to be a vertical suplex...instead, she dumped her foe onto the bed with a gourdbuster, throwing her with enough to make the metal squeal.