Royal Effort (Part One)

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"Thanks for coming on such short notice, Vanilla."

"Its my pleasure, Sally Sweetie."

Sally had been preparing for an upcoming wrestling debut, intending to join the pro circuit. However, she intended to be as prepared as possible. Knowing she lacked pure power and only had slightly above average speed, Sally's forte would no doubt be her flexibility.

In short, her advantage would lie in submission holds. The more she knew, the better her odds of victory.

Sally had called in an old friend, Vanilla the Rabbit, to assist her in practicing her moves. Vanilla would endure a dozen different holds, including the finishing move Sally had been working on. Vanilla would be compensated for this, of course.

"Are you ready?" Sally asked, trying not to stare at Vanilla's toned and curvy body tightly gripped by her orange leotard.

"Whenever you are." was the rabbit's reply, who seemed to have no issue openly gazing over Sally's slender form contained within a form-fitting blue leotard with short black bike shorts underneath.

Sally took a breath to relax herself before promptly darting around Vanilla, wrenching her left arm behind her back. With a twist, Sally forced Vanilla's hand up between her shoulder blades. The pain shooting through her arm caused Vanilla to cry out in surprise and stand on her toes with her chest pushing outwards.

A hammerlock, a simple enough submission that can be applied from most positions, standing or otherwise. Sally tightened the hold, seeing Vanilla grasp her pained shoulder with her free hand. Kicking the rabbit's legs caused her to fall to her knees, a released grip giving Vanilla a momentary reprieve. However, Sally immediately moved her arm around the front of Vanilla's neck, pulling her head back under her tightening arm in a specific hold.

This was the dragon sleeper, which was very effective as it worked pretty well against downed targets. Tightening the hold, Sally pressed her knee into Vanilla's back, bending her victim across her leg for additional pain. As Sally held the suffering rabbit in this hold, she took a moment to notice the view presented to her. Vanilla's boobs jiggled within the tight confines of her leotard as she struggled to free herself, the view seeming to mesmerize Sally.

Sally's reverie was broken when she noticed Vanilla's struggles begin to tire out. The princess quickly released her friend, not realizing how long she had locked her in the hold. Vanilla flopped to the mat, panting heavily as groans rolled from her throat. Intending to continue the pressure, Sally sat on Vanilla's lower back, hooking the fallen bunny's arms up over Sally's legs as she gripped her chin, pulling up on her head.

The camel clutch was a pretty popular move due to how easy it was to use and how wildly effective it was. As Sally leaned back, Vanilla moaned loudly in agony. Her lower back was being tortured by this move, not to mention how sore her neck was getting and how her position wasn't helping her pained shoulder any.

Sally looked down at her friend, seeing her eyes squeezed shut and her mouth hanging open as groans of pain continued to flow out. Sally quite enjoyed this position, and looking past Vanilla's suffering expression caused Sally to see right down Vanilla's suit. Pulling on the bunny girl's head a bit caused her boobs to bob and sway with the motion, the princess finding herself entranced once more.

She needed to practice her other holds, however. Sally released Vanilla and switched gears, scooping Vanilla's legs under her arms as she sat on Vanilla's lower back, pulling on the rabbit's legs in a painful boston crab. There was no way to escape this move, Sally was certain. Vanilla cried out in pain, her body continuing to be ravaged by Sally's onslaught. Leaning back, Sally continued to apply pressure to her rabbit friend.

However, she couldn't resist trying another move. With Vanilla in such pain, maybe she wouldn't notice Sally's ulterior motive. Sally released the hold and spun around to once again be facing Vanilla's upper body. However, she then stretched out, laying on top of the rabbit as her arms wrapped around her neck for a sleeper hold.

Vanilla offered little resistance to Sally's move, seemingly too tired and sore to even bother. Seeing her chance, Sally began to move her hips slightly. With Vanilla barely conscious or aware, Sally was taking this chance to rub her crotch against the bunny's rear, causing a blush to form across the princess' face. A certain high came about when dominating a woman in the ring, Sally found. It was just the rush she was looking for. And with her lineup of submissions, no one could resist her.

Sally continued to drag Vanilla through submission after submission until all twelve were used, breaking down the rabbit's body over the next hour and a half. The busty mobian laid flat on her back, panting heavily as sweat dripped from every part of her body. Sally straddled Vanilla's stomach and pressed Vanilla's wrists against the mat over her head, looking into the eyes of the hurting woman.

"Thanks for this, Vanilla. I needed the practice."

"No... Problem... Sally Sweetie..." Vanilla's response began to carry a sultry tone with it, "But I believe... It is time for... My payment..."

"You're right, you're right."

Sally stretched out on top of Vanilla, interlocking her fingers with the rabbit's as she planted a kiss on her lips. The two enjoyed a different kind of workout, unique submissions that neither would ever want to tap out from.

Bunny Beating

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"Did you remember everything?" a kind mother asked her daughter.

"Yep! I can't wait to visit Amy!" the daughter replied with a smile. The two were rabbit mobians, the mother being an endowed woman named Vanilla and the daughter being a young girl named Cream. Cream was preparing for a sleepover at Amy's, which was a perfect opportunity for Vanilla to go to her job.

"Mommy, are you going to work tonight?" Cream suddenly asked.

"Why yes, in fact I must head out in an hour."

"Will you be able to play tomorrow when I get home?"

"Of course I will. And I'll be coming home with some freshly-bought groceries. How does carrot cake sound?"

"It sounds great! I can't wait!" Cream giggled as she hugged her mother. However, a look of unease crossed Vanilla now that her face was out of eye shot. She had a very specific job, and tonight was supposed to be her worst night yet. However, she would do whatever it took to ensure her little Cream would live happily.

Cream left soon after, leaving Vanilla to her thoughts as she went to her bedroom. Looking at her reflection in a mirror, she began to strip. In only her panties, she took a moment to admire her figure. Her body had become quite toned as of late due to this job despite what was required of her. From her bottom dresser she pulled out an orange bunny girl outfit.

It was time.

A few miles outside the village was a public fighting arena, well known for pitting mobians and humans against one another for better or worse. Vanilla was scheduled to have a cage match with some foreign champion, and her contract still stood. Desperate for money at one point in her life, Vanilla signed a contract for five years requiring her to fight twice a week... And if she wanted paid, she had to show up in her sexy bunny outfit and lose. Badly.

The bunny woman went to the arena at the scheduled time and was escorted to the arena, ignoring the cat calls and whistles from the crowd. Vanilla knew she was nothing to these people, and the best response she could muster was denial of their presence. The cage door closed behind Vanilla as she walked across the mat to the other side, examining the metal coils that now contained her. She would likely be dragged out of this cage, but at least she would be providing for Cream.

Vanilla was snapped back to reality by the sound of the cage door closing once more. The rabbit woman turned to see her opponent, but was greeted by a left hook to her jaw that spun her back into the cage wall. Vanilla tried to recover but a booted foot swung up between her legs, smashing her crotch with a powerful soccer kick.

With a scream, Vanilla sunk to her knees. However her opponent grabbed her hair and pulled her up, pressing her back against the cage. Whoever her opponent was, she had incredibly long blonde hair tied into twin braids, her attire consisting entirely of red armored gloves and brown boots complete with a green high cut leotard.

The woman placed a hand on Vanilla's shoulder to steady her while she planted blow after blow into Vanilla's soft belly. Not only did it cause the rabbit's body to jump from each hit, it also resulted in her bouncing breasts threatening to pop out of her outfit with each strike. It would only be a matter of time before an embarrassing wardrobe malfunction would cripple her further.

"Ugh! Oogh! Uff! Ooh!" grunted Vanilla as the damage continued to build. However her opponent finally stopped long enough to lift her into the air. To Vanilla's horror, this was cut short when her body was slammed against the mat near the center of the arena. While downed, Vanilla took a few stomps to her chest for her troubles.

The blonde mounted Vanilla, pinning the rabbit woman's arms under her legs. After signalling to the cheering crowd, she began to unload brutal blows to Vanilla's breasts. Vanilla cried out in pain with every hit, unable to do anything to defend herself.  After another couple hits, the green-clad woman gripped Vanilla's head and slammed her against the mat a few times to disorient her.

Vanilla was rolled onto her stomach as her opponent lifted her limp arms while sitting on her lower back. The rabbit woman's arms were hooked over her knees, followed by two hands gripping her chin and pulling her upper body back in a painful camel clutch. Vanilla kicked her legs uselessly as she made her pain known to everyone in the arena. However, Vanilla's pained voice only caused the woman to tilt backwards, bending Vanilla's body further.

The woman released Vanilla, letting her upper body flop limply against the mat. Shifting her position to Vanilla's side, she began to ram her knee into the smaller woman's side. Vanilla groaned from the attacks, and after the fourth knee she was helped to her feet by her pulled hair. After a swift shot to the belly to make her bend over, Vanilla was soon placed in the vice grip of a headlock under her opponent's arm.

Vanilla stumbled about in her bent over position as her opponent walked around the mat, waving to the crowd as she basked in her dominance. Without warning the woman suddenly fell down to the mat, driving Vanilla's head into it with enough force to make her tumble forward, laying motionless on her back. With one hand on Vanilla's left breast and the other resting on her lower stomach, her body was firmly held down as the crowd counted.

"1... 2... 3... 4... 5!"

The bell sounded, heralding Vanilla's defeat. Lifting the beaten woman up into the air, the green-clad fighter merely chuckled. It was the easiest fight she had ever been in. However, Vanilla began to stir, signalling she was still conscious. Seeking to finish a fight she had already won, the victorious woman brought down Vanilla's weakened form across an outstretched knee, the sound of a crack followed by a pained scream filled the room.

The fighter looked down at Vanilla, who laid on her stomach with one hand on her lower back, tears beginning to flow from her eyes. Noticing some fans with cameras, the woman grabbed Vanilla by her long ears to lift her head and make her face the flashing mechanisms as countless photos were taken of her brutal demise.

Vanilla was dragged out of the arena and was tied to a stretcher, with the audience throwing popcorn and empty cups at her helpless form as she was carried out. Despite this, Vanilla could only smile, for she had ensured her daughter would be fed and happy tonight... And will willingly do so again in any matches to come.