Bondage Babes Ch 02

There was a cool breeze in the air outside Professor Pussywillow's lab. Naomi took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. This would be her first battle on her adventure. And while it wasn't under ideal circumstances, that didn't mean she was going to give in.

Across the field, Mona stood as the embodiment of confidence. She looked just as arrogant as she had inside the lab. "I'm surprised you aren't backing down. I'd expect a little bitch like you to go hide in a corner."

Naomi did her best not to let her rival get to her. "I'm here to teach you a lesson, Mona. You only care about using your babes for power. I'm going to prove that the bond I have is stronger. Chastice, I choose you!" She held the plug in her hand and pressed a button on the base.

After a brief flash of light, Chastice appeared on the battlefield. Her fists were balled and she stood in a defensive posture. "Chastice!" Naomi smiled. If nothing else, her new partner believed in her. Even if she didn't have the same offensive powers, she was a tough one, and she had determination.

"How adorable. You really think you have a chance. Go, Tombuoyant!" Mona sent out her own babe with a similar flash of light. The athletic swimmer had a grin on her face as she stared down her opponent. Tombuoyant had an advantage and she knew it, as well as her trainer. "Tombuoyant, use soak!"

"ToooooomBUOYANT!" The athletic babe clapped her hands, and a large wave of water rose from behind it. Chastice flinched as it crashed into her, but she stood her ground.

Naomi cheered as her partner remained stoic in the face of the attack. "Yeah, you got it Chastice! See, you can take them, right?" Chastice didn't return the enthusiasm, but nodded in agreement. "Now, use prayer of endurance to make yourself tougher!"

Chastice raised her palms in a prayer-like motion as a golden light began to envelop her. She closed her eyes, and a shimmer washed over her body and her tight clothing. However, Mona merely sneered at the turn of events. "You think you're so tough, do you? Well you're about to learn that defenses only count for so much. Tombuoyant, use Life-sever!"

Before Chastice could retaliate, Tombuoyant let out a roar and thrust her hands forward. However, instead of an attack coming directly from her, a life protector ring fell right from the sky and over Chastice's shoulders. It landed in a position just above her hands, resting tight enough to keep her arms trapped at her sides without any room to wriggle free. "We'll have to see how you do against this next attack. Now that she's helpless, give her a good spanking!"

Sure enough, Chastice was helpless as Tombuoyant grabbed her from behind and yanked her hood off, grabbing a fistful of her golden hair. "I know you're type. Literally. You're going to enjoy this almost as much as I will." the muscular babe stuck her knee between Chastice's thighs, keeping her waist in place while she forced her head forward. It left Chastice's plump rear completely exposed, and with her arms still bound by the swimming preserver, she had no way to escape the incoming punishment.

SMACK!

The sound of the first spanking rang out across the field. Chastice moaned as she wriggled in place, unable to get away from her punishment.

SMACK!

Tomboyant sent shockwaves rippling across her juicy ass cheeks. "You like that, you dirty little slut? Don't bother lying. I doubt my previous attack is the only thing you're wet from." There was truth to her words. Chastice was getting flushed in the face, her breathing becoming heavier as she struggled against her bonds.

The spankings didn't let up. Tombuoyant kept going until her target had been smacked over a dozen times, each hit causing the golden shimmer around Chastice's body to fade a little bit. Before long Chastice was thrusting her own ass towards her assailant, practically begging for another hit. Mona buckled over with laughter at the sight. "Really? You think you can be a proper trainer with a Bondage Babe like that? You're just as pathetic as your little chastity ridden friend. We'll show you just what happens to a trainer that loses."

However, Naomi didn't appear to be phased. "You may have the advantage, but I've been studying these babes longer than you have. We're not out of this just yet. Chastice, you know what to do!"

Mona sneered at her, her short temper starting to flare up in anger. "Whatever you're planning, it won't work. Tombuoyant, finish her off with the harshest spank yet." Tombuoyant raised her hand one last time, pulling on Chastice's hair and grinding her knee against the metal plating between her legs as she brought her palm down in the loudest

SMACK

yet.

This time it was different. There was a burst of light from Chastice, emanating from the point of contact on her rear. Her binding lifesaver was torn to shreds as Tombuoyant was flung backwards, all the way to the other end of the field. She lay there prone and unmoving. "Way to go, I knew you could do it!" Naomi was quick to cheer on her babe. "Chastice's special ability lets her store up incoming pain, and once it's enough that it would have made her climax, instead it gets reflected back outwards."

Tombuoyant tried to sit up, nursing her head in her palm. "Woah. That was... woah." She tried to get steady on her feet. "I swear boss, I can keep going. I just..." Her voice trailed off as she collapsed on the ground.

"Don't worry. You did excellent, and I'm still proud of you." Mona was uncharacteristically sympathetic as she held up the plug. "You did your job, and I'm not letting you get hurt anymore." She glared at Naomi, a new fire in her eyes. "Well well, you did better than I expected. Sad that it won't be enough though. Come on out, Simmera!" The plug lit up, and the fiery punk made her entrance.

"Simmer, Simme-RA!" Her gaze narrowed on Chastice, and a cruel grin spread across her face. "Well, aren't you a tasty little morsel. Now, are you going to be a good girl for me or do we have to make things fun?"

Naomi knew that this was a bad matchup. Chastice wasn't experienced enough to have any cute attacks, which meant that it would be difficult to pierce through Simmera's tough exterior. She had also revealed her winning combo on the previous babe. And even though Chastice had prevailed earlier, there was still plenty of lasting horniness that would make it harder for her to resist.

"It looks like our backs are up against the wall," she said to her babe. "But I still believe that we can do this. Chastice, start things off with another prayer of endurance."

"Oh no you don't," Mona interrupted. "Simmera, interrupt her with sexy kiss!" Simmera made her way over to her opponent, but instead of attacking her directly, she pulled her in for a steamy and sensual kiss on the lips.

Simmera put her finger on Chastice's chin and tilted it upwards, forcing the two to make eye contact. "Aren't you tired of fighting? Following the orders of your trainer because of her stubborn pride? You know you're not going to win. The sooner you let yourself embrace defeat the better."

For the first time, Naomi felt herself break into a nervous sweat. "Come one Chastice, I know you can do this. You're tough. You have to fight her off!" This time, however, her voice was starting to waver. Naomi's confidence was shaken, and everyone could hear it. Still, she wasn't ready to throw in the towel just yet. "Simmera's weak to cute babe's like yourself. If you push through with your attack, we can win this!"

"You should know better than that," Mona replied. "Simmera might be weak to your cute attacks, and it's resistant against sadism with its defenses. But you're forgetting that both innocent and femme babes are weak to tops, and your Chastice is both." Naomi's eyes widened as she realised. No matter how tough her babe was, resisting a quadruple weakness was nearly impossible. Mona was barely holding in her laughter. "Simmera, use your ultimate finishing move, one that's guaranteed to break through that tough shell - headpat!"

Naomi felt her breath catch in her throat. Headpat wasn't a normal move, and it would completely bypass any defences. "Chastice, you have to dodge it. Now!" But her Chastice was seduced, and unable to move for the turn. Simmera began gently patting her head, ruffling her hair and bringing her forehead in for a kiss.

"There there, it's all okay now. You can leave the tough fighting to me. You just want to sit here and get your headpats like a good girl, don't you?" Chastice didn't respond. She

couldn't

respond. She fell to her knees, eyes watering as she started babbling incoherently, cheeks as red as Simmera's hair. The fight was over.

Mona, however, wasn't finished with her and Chastice. "You know what happens when you lose, right? You were supposed to be the smart one, so you should remember." She circled closer, like a cat closing in on its wounded prey. "To the victor go the spoils. And you know exactly what that means."

It was true. Naomi's mouth went dry as she struggled to get the words out. "You're... you're going to take my money?" She knew it was a lie, but it was all she could bring herself to say. Mona responded with a cruel snicker at attempted deflection.

"Oh don't worry, I'll be taking that. But I'll also be taking every last shred of dignity you have." The next thing Naomi knew she was being pushed onto the ground, landing on her ass and forced to stare up at her domineering rival. 'Now be an obedient slut and strip for me. I want to see what I'm working with."

With a bashful expression, Naomi complied with her orders. It was the fate of anyone who lost a battle. She slowly removed her clothing until she was left in just her underwear, and although she felt like she should be cold, there was a heat slowly rising inside of her. Naomi tried to cover herself as best as possible, but it was a fruitless effort in the face of her foe.

Mona was taking excessive amounts of glee with her victory. "No no, all of them need to come off. I want to see you butt naked here out in the wilderness. And I know I'm not the only one who wants to see it." She snapped her fingers, getting the attention of Simmera and Chastice. "You two, over here." Mona also released Tombuoyant from her plug, giving the athletic babe a health potion to bring her back to fighting shape. "I was saving this for the battle, but you were so pitiful I didn't even need it."

Naomi bit back her response. Truthfully, she was worried if she spoke she'd start crying, and that wasn't something she could bear to happen. Things were already bad enough. This was supposed to be her chance to show the bully the power of friendship, but now she was the one suffering a humiliating defeat.

Meanwhile, Chastice was hardly faring any better. She had been dragged over and was sandwiched between Mona's two babes, each one towering over her. "So much for your trainer. Look how weak and useless she is." Simmera was relentless with her taunting "The two of you really belong together, as playthings for our Mistress."

"Don't be like that, you earned this reward. Both of you." Once again, Mona was surprisingly compassionate when it came to her babes. "I'm sure we'll figure out a way to properly share, we'll just have to-"

"Holy shit she's getting hard from this!" Tombuoyant's interruption caught everyone off guard. Naomi felt the shame wash over her as a very obvious bulge protruded from her panties. Mona wasted no time in literally ripping her underwear off, exposing her small but fully erect cock to the world. "You dirty little slut! Maybe you did want to lose, is that it?"

Naomi's cheeks flushed even deeper at their admonishments. Chastice was next to her, and although she still had the upper layer of her nun's habit, her bottom half was just as exposed. The harsh metal of her chastity belt was a sharp contrast to Naomi's fully exposed state. "I... I'm sorry. I wasn't strong enough." Chastice sounded apologetic, but it was impossible to miss the lust that was dripping from her voice. It only made Naomi's cock twitch in anticipation, which of course didn't go unnoticed by their tormentors.

"You fucking slut, you're not supposed to be enjoying this. At least not any more than I am." Mona grabbed her hair and forcefully shoved her underneath her skirt. To Naomi's surprise, she wasn't wearing anything underneath. "Unlike you, I actually came prepared for this. You two, go ahead and teach that weakling a lesson."

From her new position, it was difficult to see what was happening, but Naomi could hear sounds. Sounds of a whip cracking against flesh, followed by moans of pleasure mixed with laughter. "Admit it! Admit that your purpose is to serve!"

"I'm built to serve! Use me as much as you like!" It pained Naomi to hear her own babe debase herself like that, but she wasn't in any kind of a position to stick up for her. Before she could even consider pulling away to protest, a pair of strong hands wrapped around her waist.

"Girl, hoist that ass of yours way up in the air." Tombuoyant was firm with her grasp, roughly handling Naomi and pulling her rear end upwards. "Let's see how much you can take with that dump truck of yours." A single finger began prodding at her asshole, already lubed up and slippery. It was soon joined by another, and they easily slipped inside of her. Her moans were muffled by the cunt of her rival grinding against her face.

Tombuoyant's nimble fingers were experts at stimulation, and Naomi felt them reaching deep parts of her, parts that set off fireworks throughout her body. Precum was starting to dribble from her cock onto the ground. Mona was still barking orders at her throughout the ordeal. "Have you gone dumb already? Bitch, you still have a task to do. Get to licking and make me cum on that stupid face of yours." She didn't have the energy to resist, and Naomi was trying her best to follow her rival's orders. But it was just too much for her to focus on. Her tongue was half-heartedly lapping away and drinking in the salty taste, but it was sloppy and amateurish.

"Ugh, how can you be this bad at this?" Mona snapped her fingers towards the pair of babes next to her. "Hey, swap out. This one's so fucking useless she can't even be an oral slut, so I'll have to use her babe instead."

Simmera gave one final

CRACK

with her signature whip, resulting in a cry that was equal parts masochistic and lustful from Chastice. "Sure thing, I'll be happy to take that one off your hands." A waft of cool air washed over her face as she was dragged away, but Naomi knew she wasn't in a much better position. Although the fingers in her ass had retreated, something about where they had been left a tingling sensation. Something strong, almost burning, but not unpleasant.

"You should be feeling it in your ass right about now. Thanks to my ability, swift spurt, anyone who gets my special aphrodisiac inside of them will be cumming in no time at all." As she said it, Naomi knew it was true. She was leaking an excessive amount of precum, much more than she normally would. "And just so you know, your precious partner was affected as well. But she's not going to be getting the same kind of relief that you will."

Naomi yelped as she felt something lift her up. Tombuoyant was lifting her by her ankles, flipping her so that her shoulders were on the ground and her ass was raised up above her. Although the world was upside down, Naomi could see her Chastice taking the spot she'd previously been in as Mona's oral slave. Chastice was flushed and panting, her hand furiously mashing against the metal plating between her legs. But she knew that it was no use. The very same protection that had allowed her to fight as well as she did would prevent her from getting off as well.

"Does that make you horny? Seeing your babe get used like that?" Simmera was taunting her, alternating between probing her ass with a finger and giving it a swift spank. "Knowing that she's just as pent up as you are, but unlike you, she's going to stay denied?"

Chastice was eagerly lapping away at Mona, who had a massive grin on her face. "See,

this

is what good oral is like. Your babe is much better giving me head than fighting for you. At least this is something she's good at." Mona grabbed the babe's head and clenched her thighs tight around her face. "Oh fuck, I'm about to..."

As she trailed off, Naomi felt her own cock throbbing in anticipation. A single hand gave her one agonisingly slow stroke, right up and down the base, and something snapped in her brain. All the pleasure from before, along with watching her rival abuse her own babe like that, with the boost from the aphrodisiacs... it was too much. Naomi blew her load, her mind going fuzzy as cum spurted out of her and fell directly on her own face. She didn't know if it was worse that she'd cum so easily or that she'd just effectively given herself a money shot, but it wasn't something she had any control over.

Naomi collapsed on the ground next to Chastice, who was still panting and deeply flushed, her own orgasm still out of reach. Their three opponents stood over them. "Nice try, but I'm the better trainer here. Just one thing left before I head out to become the Champion." Mona fumbled through Naomi's discarded bag, pulling out her phone. "Hang on while I wire myself some victory money." Naomi was helpless as she heard the telltale

ding

of a successful transfer. "And just one more thing to leave you with..."

CLICK!

There was a bright flash as Naomi's phone took a picture of her, lying upside down with her own cum splattered across her face. "That's a good look for you," Mona taunted. "It's so good that it's going to be your new trainer ID." Her babes joined her in laughter, as the official picture was registered for Naomi. "Anyway, good luck with your journey! And if you ever want another round of this, you can always challenge me to a rematch."

At long last, the girls left, leaving Naomi and Chastice to recover. Naomi moaned as her rational thoughts began to return. "Chastice... I'm sorry. I really thought we could take her."

Chastice rolled over, stroking her forehead. "Chastice! Don't feel bad, losing is something that happens to everyone. I still believe in you!" She paused for a moment before continuing. "Although, maybe next time don't pick fights when you know the deck is stacked against you."

"Ugh, don't remind me." Naomi stood up, wiping her own spunk off her face. Her clothes were ruined, she was completely broke, and her own trainer ID was a testament to her failure. But that just meant she would have to work even harder. So long as she believed in herself and Chastice, they could make their way back up and complete the gym challenge. "Come on, I need to catch some more babe's. Maybe I can find something that evolves into a butch type? Practically everything is weak to butch's."

It would be difficult, but Naomi was still ready to prove that she could train the best bondage babe's of them all.