Stella Gets Smothered Out In Style Part Three

I had just witnessed Stella being smothered out again by Kim, she was an expert, I was sure of that. Now Stella stupidly wanted a rematch. Not only that but I had also foolishly agreed to fight her, being talked into it by Stella and Kim. I had been so taken aback by what I had seen, and turned on that I wasn’t thinking properly. The worst part, the part that made me agree, was my stupid contribution at the very end of Stella’s demise.

Stella had been in the ring, on her back, hands tied, one to the side the other above her head. Kim had the pillow tight over her face, her fingers splayed out wide ensuring there was no escape from its smothering embrace. A powerful butterfly vibrator was strapped in place and Stella was having an obviously huge orgasm. Her orgasm must have been so huge because she didn’t seem to be fighting to escape, her hands were moving limply in their ties, her head was pushed right back but only moving slowly under the pillow. It was her writhing legs and hips thrashing up and down that gave her orgasm away. When she suddenly arched upward and fell back to the floor we thought she had finally fallen unconscious, but no. Her legs kicked out wide apart her toes going crazy, even her feet were jerking around.

Then her inner thighs began to tremble, her hips started bucking and gyrating fast in small circles. I quickly knelt between her legs and held the butterfly vibrator even tighter against her clit. I was shocked by how powerful it was, I thought “oh my god” I could feel it vibrating right through my hand in fast strong powerful surges. I could feel her pushing hard against my hand, her bikini and inner thighs were saturated, her wetness running down over her tightened ass. Then she suddenly slowed to a stop, arching upwards slightly then slumped into the rubber mat. This time she was completely smothered out. That small part I had played was my downfall.

As we showered I told her I didn’t really want to fight. Stella began goading me, telling me I was scared and would back out like a wimp, over and over she went on. I may have been foolish but I had a lot of pride and never backed down when confronted. I was defiant. The argument went back and forth.

“I’m not scared.”

“Yes you are.”

“Well she beat you twice!”

“I put up a great fight!”

“Yeah, and so will I.”

“Good. I want to see how you handle the vibrator and pillow.”

“I can handle it.”

We were both alike, long black hair, well defined bodies from countless visits to the gym, tight hard asses, super firm boobs, flat hard stomachs. I was super fit and flexible from my years as a gymnast, I knew I had at least as good a chance as Stella.

The door opened, “Are you ready?” I took a last look in the mirror, the tiny bikini was skin tight over my pussy, already digging in deep giving me a big camel toe. As I walked to the fighting room I felt the back of it slide right up between my ass cheeks.

Stella who was walking behind me said, “You have a beautiful ass.” I thought “Kim’s a real bitch.”

We walked through the door and stopped at the edge of the ring. I looked down, taking in the butterfly vibrator, pillow, padded handcuffs, “what the hell, padded handcuffs” I thought. The nylon ties were fastened around its four sides. I felt my legs begin to tremble, my breathing got faster, my strength seemed to drain from me. I was both horrified and excited at the same time as I thought about what was about to happen to me. My mind was flooded by images of Stella’s two defeats. Now I was going into the same ring.

We stepped into the ring and I knew within a minute what a crappy fighter I was. Kim was throwing me around like a rag doll and then suddenly I was thrown on to my back.

Kim immediately jumped on my upper chest and shoulders, trapping my arms straight out above my head. Her thighs were either side of my face and her crotch under my chin pushing my head right back.

I saw her grab the handcuffs and was surprised at how fast she was, before I could react she had my wrists cuffed together and was tying the handcuffs to the nylon rope at the side of the ring. I shouted out a long drawn out “no” and began pulling furiously at my handcuffed hands. It was to late. Kim was now holding the butterfly vibrator and was turning to face the other way towards my feet. As Kim quickly tied the three straps I could also feel her fingers rubbing my clit, I clenched my teeth but couldn’t prevent a low moan leaving my mouth. I tried to arch out to the side away from her hand but with her sitting astride my waist it was impossible. My defeat was going to be total.

Kim got up and stood next to Stella, she pointed the remote at the vibrator. I arched upwards so high into the air as I felt it burst into life. I fell back crying out and began writhing furiously on the floor, my body was twisting and turning madly from side to side. I hadn’t felt anything like it, there was no way to escape from it. I gritted my teeth trying to force my thoughts elsewhere. It was no good, I was trapped, it was going to claim me as it did everyone else. I was slowly being driven towards an orgasm from hell. I opened my eyes to see Kim holding the pillow a few inches from my face.  She said “see you in a couple of minutes” and pushed it down hard over my face. At first I struggled and fought to free my hands from their ties and my face from under the pillow.

It was hopeless of course, and the orgasmic sensations only got stronger and stronger. It was tough trying to force my self to breathe through the pillow, then it really got harder. I suddenly felt my stomach pull right in so tight and my head push right back. I tried to force my self to breathe, first in then out in quick succession, nothing. The aching and mild burning in my chest suddenly disappeared as I raced headlong into a raging orgasm. All my thoughts of escaping left me. My hips were thrusting crazily in all directions, arching up and down, twisting and turning in a non stop frenzy. Somewhere in the middle of all of that I fell unconscious.

When I came round I was sitting in an arm chair at the edge of the ring. I could hear a lot of thuds and cussing coming from the ring. I opened my eyes and could see Stella and Kim fighting like crazy. I was still feeling weak and groggy, I closed my eyes for what I thought was a moment. When I opened them I saw Stella was rolling from side to side on the floor, her hands were cuffed behind her. She had the butterfly vibrator strapped in place and had a thick pad secured over her nose and mouth. I also saw that she was completely nude, her bikini was gone.

Kim looked at me and said, “That’s my latest smother pad.”

Kim’s witness said, “There’s no need to hold them down when their hands are handcuffed like that.”

I didn’t know how long Stella had been like that. I watched Stella roll on to her back and arch upwards high into the air, she held her self up for a moment thrashing her head from side to side. Her thick bulging pussy lips were wide apart and it was obvious she was soaking wet. Her nipples were so long and pointing straight up, she had rock hard tits. The only sound coming from the ring was the loud incessant pulsating buzzing of the vibrator. She fell back down and rolled almost on to her stomach her legs kicked out wide apart, her hands were pulling and pushing madly in the cuffs. She tried to pull her legs under her as if to try and get up, her ass cheeks spread wide apart showing her small brown hole. She fell forward. Her tight muscles were covered in sweat from all of her exertions, I saw her hips thrust a few times into the floor. Then she rolled on to her back. Stella kicked out wildly as her hips began to thrust violently up and down. Her head was rolling slowly from side to side, her hands turned in the cuffs and she started grabbing and grasping her own ass cheeks. I saw her fingers digging in deep between them, as she thrust wildly up and down her fingers slowly disappeared in to her two holes. A long stream of her juices shot into the air.

Kim said, “Oh my god, she squirted!”

Stella arched upwards and over on to her stomach, her fingers still in the same place. She slid her legs out wide apart and began driving her clit, still under the vibrator, into the floor. Her face was also flat against the floor still covered by the smother pad. After about ten seconds she stopped her thrusting and was completely still.

I looked at Kim and said in a very hoarse voice, “Stella was smothered out in style.”

Kim and her witness rolled Stella on to her back and removed the smother pad. Stella gasped loudly, coughing and spluttering as she slowly recovered. They hadn’t removed the handcuffs or vibrator. Kim had just left the room. After a few minutes Stella sat up and shouted, “Hey get the vibrator off, quickly.”

Kim’s witness said, “Only Kim can remove it.”

Stella said, “Where is she?”

The witness said, “She’ll be here in a few minutes.”

It went on.

“I don’t have a few minutes!”

“Hang on if you can.”

“Oh my god, oh my god!” Stella fell back, “I can’t, here I go!”

Stella pushed her legs out wide apart and began to cry out, her legs sliding back and forth, then she began bucking her hips twisting hard from side to side. Her mouth was wide open, her face contorted in a wild orgasmic grimace. I watched her body shuddering and shaking in a huge orgasm, I was suddenly jealous.

Kim came back in just as Stella was slowing down from her massive orgasm. She very slowly unstrapped the vibrator keeping Stella moaning for the whole time. Then she unfastened the handcuffs.

I helped her back to the shower, she was weak and tired. I remembered the words I said to Kim.

Stella got smothered out in style.