Sora Takenada vs Succubus

Sora tried not to visibly cringe or shiver as she watched Succubus' antics, but it was certainly a challenge. The girl was just so damn creepy and disgusting! But Sora knew she had to at least give Succubus the impression that she wasn't fazed, if no one else. "You about done!?" she asked, gruffly. "Why don't you cut out that stupid crap and just brin-" she couldn't finish her sentence before Succubus suddenly came barreling towards her.

Sora braced herself and watched Succubus' movements carefully. When she saw the kick shooting out towards her midsection, she positioned her arms and caught Succubus by the calf with both hands, traumatically lessening the blow of the kick. Sora smirked to herself, but before she could even think what to do with Succubus now that she had her by the leg, the little imp suddenly elevated into the air, using Sora's own gut as a stepping stool, and kneed her right in the mouth. Sora was knocked back by the force of the knee, and fell gracelessly onto the mat. Her bravado completely deflated as she curled onto her side and clutched her mouth, kicking out her legs in pain. She couldn't tell if she were bleeding or not, but the pain was scathing.

Succubus scowled at Sora after her knee slammed into the green haired girl's face. She had flopped to the mat near Sora and quickly scrambled to try and grab Sora by the hair and arm and drag her tothe middle of the ring, trying to push her face into the canvas while she pulled.

"We demons of lust have lots of ways to devour naughty little girls. We prefer pleasure, it's so delicious." Succubus licked her lips. "But we can force pleasure out of someone too- painfully!" Succubus cackled at her own words.

Before Sora could even find her bearings, Succubus was suddenly dragging her to the center of the ring to inflict more pain. The young rookie's face was smothered into the mat while her arm was wrenched back and pulled. She screamed out in agony, though her voice was muffled against the ring itself. Sora was definitely in a bad way here. Her brawler tactics and experience in street fights weren't enough to help her figure out how to worm her way out of Succubus' grasp. One thing did come to mind though. She could always just... tap out.

Why not?

The whole point of this had been to draw Succubus out for a challenge, and she could still kick the impish girl's ass after the bell rang. Sora didn't give a damn about wins and losses in this shameless league, and she certainly didn't care how it would make her look in the eyes of the thousands of fans in attendance. The only way it would really backfire is if Succubus decided not to let go once the bell rang. If she didn't, then Sora could end up worn down and completely helpless to Succubus' perverted wrath before the night was over.

Conflicted about what to do, Sora hesitantly raised her free hand. It hovered over the mat for all to see, including Succubus. It looked very evident that Sora was getting ready to submit, and the referee slid into place in front of her, ready to call it.

Succubus was having fun dragging Sora along the mat and figured she might continue to do so. She expected some resistance, of course, but was surprised that it didn't come. She was even more surprised, however, when she saw Sora look like she was about to tap. "What the hell?" Succubus said as the referee slid into position.

"But... we're not DONE yet!" Succubus growled angrily as she let go of Sora's hair and reached out for the hovering hand. to pull it back as well. Succubus would then try and stp between Sora's shoulder blades and wrench the green haired girl in a painful position.

"Who said you could just give up!?" Succubus barked. "What, do you think this will be over just because you do? We're not finished until I make you MINE." Succubus grinned. "No... until you WANT to be mine!" She corrected herself.

Seconds after Sora felt Succubus release her grip on her hair, her free hand was unexpectedly caught. She was literally prevented from tapping out, just for the sake endearing more torture by the hands of her twisted appointed. Sora could hardly believe she had felt even a tinge of pity for her earlier in the match. There was no time before bitterness however, as Sora's back and shoulders were soon met with excruciating pain. Sora tossed back her head and screamed in agony. She wasn't sure what to do at this point. The only means she had of submitting were to verbally quit, but... she just wasn't sure she had that in her. She hated the idea of crying for the match to stop. It would just feel too much like begging.

"Urgh, screw you!!" she cried out with literal tears in her eyes. "Like I'd ever fucking want that!"

"Screw me or you'd never want that?" Succubus chirped as she held Sora in place. Succubus leaned down. "But, hey." She said. "You really want to give up that badly, I think that I shouldn't let you. I want to have fun with you and this isn't fun. Well, it could be more fun." Succubus said with a grin. "If only I had another pair of arms." The pink haired devil sighed. "Oh well."

Succubus shrugged and stepped off Sora, stepping in front of her while she held onto her arms and jumped forward, looking to smash Sora's head into the mat and sit on it with her ass. She couldn't very well yell a submission when she was face down in the mat. But it wasn't enough. Succubus scooted forward to let Sora lift her head, resting her ankles on Sora's shoulders and then tried to back her undercarriage into Sora's face while still holding tightly onto her arms.

Sora could only groan in protest, so completely sick of Succubus twisting her words around on her by this point, but unable to do anything about it. She felt a slight relief when Succubus stepped off her back, and tried to use the opportunity to wriggle out of the hold she had on her, shifting and twisting her torso. She barely knew what hit her when Succubus suddenly came plunging down onto her head, ass first. Sora's head was smooshed into the mat, and she was left completely dazed. There was a painful ringing in her ears now that she couldn't shake even as her head slowly started to clear.

When she felt Succubus scoot off of her, Sora woozily lifted her head and was met by a frightening sight. Her eyes widened and she started to shout in protest a split second before Succubus parked her caboose into her face. Sora frantically kicked out her legs, her horrified screams muffled by Succubus' rear end. Her hands tightened into fists as she tried desperately to force at least one of her arms out of Succubus' grip.

Succubus felt Sora begin to struggle against her grip. The pink haired devil knew she didn't have a good position to hold on for very long, but she definitely had a good position to humiliate Sora as she began to rub her ass up and down the girl's face. "Hey! Are you gonna tap?! Tap like a bitch if you get free?!" Succubus barked and then started making lewd moans of pleasure as though she were deriving something sexually titillating from what she was doing to Sora's face.

When Succubus felt her grip about to loosen completely, she let go and scrambled away. She stood up and spun around and stared at Sora. "I know what this is missing. There's a reason that wasn't that fun." She said. "We're not making the right... connection." Succubus grinned widely and then brought her hand up to her shoulder and began to peel away the strap that held up her ring outfit off her shoulder, threatening to expose herself to everyone right there.

Sora felt sick to her stomach to have her face abused by Succubus in such a way, and that was to say nothing for the deep and painful humiliation she was experiencing. She was having another girl grind her ass into her face not only in front of an audience of thousands, but on world wide television! Her face was red with embarrassment at that moment. Not that anyone could see it.

When Succubus finally released her, Sora wasn't very quick to stand or crawl away. Her back and shoulders were in an excruciating amount of pain, almost to the point of numbness. The green haired rookie was left lying in the center of the ring, curling up and clutching at her own arms. When she looked up and noticed Succubus was threatening to undress, her eyes widened in sheer horror. With what little strength she could conjure back to her limbs, Sora lifted herself to her hands and began struggling to drag herself away, to put some distance between herself and her randy opponent.

Succubus slid her hand down her arm and pulled off her arm warmer and tossed it impishly at Sora like she was giving the girl a show. She was, in her mind as she swiveled her hips and licked her lips, sliding her hands up her body until she unclasped the collar around her neck and slipped it off, letting the small chain that held up her top fall, along with the skimpy green outfit, exposing her tiny, flat chest and perky pink nipples.

"C'mon." She said, cocking a hip. "How can you honestly resist this?" She said, winking at Sora. "The longer you deny our connection the worse it will be for you and the better it will be for me." Succubus then cackled as she hooked her fingers around her waist, looking to completely nude it up for her green haired foe.