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Not Mercy

She hasn’t fallen asleep beneath your glorious breasts, but she is so very close to that oblivion.

With Each Clinch

They two golden-haired warriors growing to want not a victory of fists but of breasts.

Not Teasingly, Nor Cruelly.

It is a test

Compelled

And yet some women, who are born without assets of significance, find themselves compelled.

Studying Her Enemy’s Face

It is only the face of her rival that will tell.

Until She Says It

You will keep your nearly bare body atop hers, her wrists pinned, and her legs pried wide with her own.

Though You Fear

Though you lean away

You Found Them This Way

They begged you not to stop them.

Those Fingers Rivals Move

Those fingers rivals move to each other’s pussies do not always claw

Torn

And in this body-to-body struggle, alone in her backyard, you will even the score and payoff your mutually held debts.

A Lull

That is if you can keep her there — between your legs and suffering.

The Pendulum

It is only then

When Pantyhose Vie

Always a prelude

Let Her Pull

All until she tires.

Serial Story: Penngrove University: Chapter 3

Chapter 3 in the Penngrove University series

Tied Curls

Tie your curls together with mine.

At First You Clawed

You have no choice but to share your slow, humiliating descent into asphyxiation-brought oblivion with her.

Every Night You Watch Them

Your sister and her husband

She Holds You Tightly

The only hand you can spare, you place softly on the flesh of your rival’s arm or thigh.

Perfect Opportunity

As her body begins to quake atop her rival’s tongue

Barely Resist

Some women can barely resist the urge to bury their fingers in their rival’s pussy

A Teethy Smile

Having betrayed her body in such a wordless confession

Jail!

“Look, don’t get mad, C, it’s not my fault you suck in bed.”

So You Took Him

How dare she look at you, lips pursed, with narrowed hate-etched eyes.

Primal Scream

The sound is both pain and pleasure incarnate

Long-Stoked and Nurtured

Challenges are issued and without hesitation accepted.

Two Women, Each in Love

A contest of wills and sexual prowess.

Did Not Know

You did not know she was your husband’s mistress.

Choose?

How can you choose, regardless of winner?

Seeking Seclusion

Every break becomes another chance to renew their war.

One of Three Ways

When such a line is crossed

Hold

Until she is yours

Story Insight: Backseat Battle 2

Insight into the writing of Backseat Battle 2

Grab Before Sit

The perfect prelude to a facesit

Goosebumps

Submit, and hope that whatever punishment she has in mind is less painful and humiliating than unconsciousness.

It Is Slow

Every part of your body, battles every part of theirs

Whose Eyes Are Lying?

When the dust settles

So Close

Near enough for you to feel her breath hitch when you tighten around her.

Exhausted

Some women, upon their victory in a battle, want nothing more than to continue hurting – continue punishing their rival.

So Easy

Illusions are torn asunder

Consumed

It could be theirs! All of it! She! Victory, of a sort. Absolution. Understanding. Pleasure.

Take Your Time

Use her to quench the thirst she awoke within you.

Not All

For not every combatant is a hunter. Not every rival is an enemy.

Her Submission

As she pries desperately at your thighs

A Joke

soft touches became hard, and feigned resistance became real

You Whisper

Into her ear you whisper, telling her everything you’re going to do to her. All the pain you shall inflict. How you will grind her body beneath yours, and use your every muscle in your goal of torture. How you will twist her nipples without mercy,…