*As I sit in the corner with my love in my lap, I quickly form a plan...leaning forwards, I whisper in Katie's ear* It's OK darling! We can still pull this off!! When they come at us, if they lean down, let's wrap the rope around their throats together... If they go low we'll wrap up their nasty legs..Makes sense???
*As I stare into Katie's blinking eyes though.... I quickly realize that whore Kimi hit her even harder than I was hit.... dazed.... she reaches back with her left hand...weakly pawing at my breasts* Mmmmmuh....Mmmmmuh....Mommy??
OMG!!! Katie!! Snap out of it... we have a match to ffffffffffmphhh!!!.... *The next second or two were completely wiped away from my mind as my head was smashed into Katie's.... Completely dazed.... my head rolling back and forth as a thin steam of drool slips out of my pink, glittery mouth and down onto the cleavage of my blouse.....glistening on my large breasts....
*My lashes flutter wildly as I fight to bring my gaze back into focus... I squeal out in protest as I feel Momoko stomp down on my slender wrist...With my arm trapped against the mat, she pries my jump rope from my hand.* Hey?!?!!? That's MINE!!! That belongs to ME!!!!!
*Momoko flashes a smile at me as she hops out of the ring and I'm filled with enough rage to want to rip every hair from her head....Outside the ring...The Japanese girls continue to taunt us* Excuse me?!! NO GIRL calls us The Slut Stockings Girls that is not our name!!! I will kill you for thhhhhhhhhhargghh!!!!!!
*As the rope is pulled tightly, my words are cut off and I'm suddenly fighting desperately just to breathe.... Katie and I kick our nylon covered legs frantically as we struggle.... My pink silk panties riding higher and higher up my bottom until they become a thong.... my creamy colored bum bouncing up and down on the mat.... Katie and are are able to get our fingers under the rope enough to pull it off of our throats.... I turn to her and gasp out* OK....Just a little higher!! We get this over our heads and we're free!! We have to fight darling!! We're fighting for our lives!!!!!
YT
The pathetic, choked, squeals of the silky sluts is music to my sister and I; a symphony of suffering, hopefully building to a crescendo of sobbed submissions...but not just yet. For now the two brats struggle, kicking their nylon-clad legs and knocking the heels of their saddle-shoes on the canvas, trying to get their hands underneath the PVC cordage that is sawing into their throats.
Kimi and I just shake our heads, and I smirk at Heidi's desperate attempts to rally her reeling partner. Kimi just growls, glaring with malice at Heidi and Katie's backs, clearly upset that Heidi can still talk.
I grip my end of the jump rope tighter, grinding my boots into the concrete floor as Kimiko plants one foot on the corner post, getting some additional leverage to JERK the rope towards herself, making it saw across both Heidi and Katie's throats.
We hold like that for a few more seconds...maybe 10-15 (fun fact, on average it only takes about 30 seconds without oxygen for the human brain to start shutting down).
Kimi grabs Katie after we finally release the jump rope, pulling the slender brunette teenager out onto the apron, laying her on her tummy and sliding one hand up the back of her neck, stroking her fingers through the teen's silky hair, lightly pushing downward to grind her face into the rough canvas. At the same time, Kimiko's other hand flips Katie's skirt up over her back, exposing her creamy lil' tush, which bubbles out adorably from her tiny, black, silk thong. "Are you going to cry for your mommy?" Kimi mocks as she delivers a teasing smack to Katie's left cheek, then her right, making her porcelain posterior ripple. Then Kimiki traces a finger along that silky thong, gently caressing over Katie's covered rosebud, and along the crease of her plump lil' cameltoe.
Meanwhile, I slide back into the ring, blowing a kiss to the crowd/cameras as I back into the corner where Heidi is seated. I giggle as I reach backwards with one hand,shoving Heidi's forehead down, pressing the back of her head into the middle turnbuckle pad, making her lips and nose rise as I start to ease into a squat...spreading my feet...my knees bending...hips jutting backwards, intent on sitting my juicy, lycra-clad, pussy over her mouth and nostrils, wanting her to suffocate a bit more, and send the message that
this is where silk stocking sluts belong...