Submissive

(Story Contains: F/F, femdom, facesitting, scissorhold, humiliation, smothering, muscle worship, anthro)

Blurb:  Welcome to the United Ninety-Nine Nations 

Through the online dating app simply known as Submissive, Marble Waterson, the service's wealthiest and most frequent user, hires a real-life assassin to dominate her.

[Author's Note: I'm not crazy about the formatting on this site. I personally find it ugly and a bit difficult to read, but I'm sticking with it for now. But if you're like me and also think it sucks, here's the gdoc link for the story: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1cgYrx_BZH6FMjZhEoh98Xm77nB3eP9in4cfAHsoZPDo/edit?usp=sharing . I'll also attack a PDF for downloading.

Happy reading ^^

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Marble Waterson was the single wealthiest client in the history of Submissive: an online dating service that connected subs to all the hottest doms in Chestnut City's underground fetish wrestling scene. She was also the service's most prolific user. She summoned a new dom to her estate four times a week - Monday, Wednesday and Saturday - while reserving Sundays for her favorite regulars. She had quite the whos-who of fetish wrestlers listed in her queue.

This week alone had been a doozy.

The for-profit heroine Veneer had visited her estate on Monday, and had used her lethal thighs to squeeze and tease Marble with a prolonged string of scissorholds. The session exceeded the normal hour-long time limit, but Veneer enjoyed herself so much that she refused to let her client pay extra. She wore her signature curve-hugging costume throughout the "fight," and even gave Marble a Pawn outfit to slip into, to better flesh out their mutual heroine-dominates-henchman fantasy.

Manny and Beebee visited her next, on Wednesday, tag-teaming the wealthy polar bear during yet another hour-long session. And then a very special dom came to see her on Saturday: a frightfully life-like automaton of Akane Kobayashi. Marble had tried to book the real Akane, but Submissive sent the bot instead - likely unwittingly. Such a pity. Marble had never been dominated by a real terrorist before. 

At the top of her list of hopefuls was none other than the infamous Black Boa: The Snake with Black Fur herself. She had been holding out for a session with Cleo for ages. But, expectedly, the legendary assassin proved too elusive to contact.

Yu Asakawa, however, was much easier to book. Indeed, the middle-aged boa constrictor had been visiting Marble's estate nearly every Sunday for the past five months. She looked fitter and more desirable each time, in her kinky bodysuits and trashy lingerie and glossy luchador getups.

Tonight she came dressed as a common stripper: a yellow g-string nestled between her rock-solid ass cheeks, her breasts mostly exposed, the nipples covered by bandages that crisscrossed into a pair of X's. Having already led Marble into her own home office, Yu wrestled the polar bear out of her pantsuit, leaving her in nothing but the silky, ice-blue lingerie she wore underneath. 

The snake shoved Marble to the carpeted floor and mounted her.

"I bet you don't even remember me, do you?" Yu began, sliding into character with the ease of a seasoned actress. "I applied for a job at one of your warehouses months ago, but you had HR turn me away. Said I was too weak to haul around all those heavy boxes and crates." She wreathed her prehensile tail around Marble's throat, then raised both densely muscled arms and pumped her biceps. "Still think I'm too weak?" She flexed her six-pack for good measure.

Yu was anything but weak. Her biceps and deltoids flared gorgeously as she held the pose, and her scaly abs resembled a sheet of diamonds. An assassin herself - though considerably less famous than Cleo Blacksad - Yu had honed her body into a crude yet effective killing tool, like the blunt head of a sledgehammer. She had beach-muscle sex appeal coupled with an Olympic wrestler's strength and flexibility.

"You're right. I was stupid to not see your potential before," said Marble, blushing furiously. "Here. Let me make it up to you."

As one of the co-founders of the for-profit hero agency Justice Inc., Marble Waterson always strived to treat her employees well. She acknowledged her privileges and used them to enrich her community. And she despised the greedy capitalists who did just the opposite, especially those who held seats on her company's board of directors. 

But despite her natural inclination towards altruism, she couldn't help but feel some guilt over what she had and what others lacked. Yes, she had worked her way up from the slums to become one of the richest furs in the UN99, but she was hardly "self-made." In her experience, few millionaires were. Government assistance and good old-fashioned luck had aided her ascent to financial prosperity, and unlike many of her coworkers, she wasn't too proud to admit it.

Thankfully, she had Yu Asakawa to help her exercise this guilt. At least some of it. Their favorite roleplay was the one they were indulging in now. Marble assumed the role of a callous, money-grubbing corporatist, while Yu played an honest, hardworking laborer who the system had pushed too far. She was magnificent in the role. Occasionally, Marble wondered how closely it resembled the assassin's real life.

Already shuddering with excitement, Marble began worshipping her dominatrix with the downy pads that adorned her paws. She groped the ridged, porcelain-smooth abdominals and obliques that studded Yu's midsection, her caresses drawing a gruff hiss from the snake. Yu's breathing quickened a beat, and her tongue flicked out to sweep across her lips.

"A decent start," said Yu. "But you'll have to do better than that."

"Anything you want," Marble said with a bashful smile.

Propping herself up on both elbows, she leaned forward and kissed one of the uppermost knots of Yu's chiseled six-pack. Her lips smacked against the muscle with an audible mwaw. The dom whimpered. The sub smiled. More kisses peppered the other knots - mwaw, mwaw, mwaw, mwaw, mwaw - each deeper and needier than its immediate predecessor.

"Aahhh," Yu gasped. As the snake flexed her abs even harder, Marble closed her lips around a scaly navel and dipped her tongue into the depression. She reveled in the firmness of Yu's strong core, love-sighs rolling off her tongue as the cobblestone belly heaved against it.

"Much better. Seems your mouth is good for more than just sucking off your shareholders," said Yu. "Higher, rich girl, kiss me higher. I have more than just a hard, flat stomach for you to worship." She folded both arms behind her head and made her pectorals dance a seductive jig. Her rack bobbed and jiggled with each muscular contraction.

Marble practically dove for the dancing pecs, kissing one and then the other, her lips pampering the scales just above Yu's breasts. The snake giggled at first - tickled by the tender lips, the agile tongue - and then moaned once the kisses deepened. Her spine arched reflexively. Marble began fondling her back with both paws, their pads velvety as they glided across scale-armored traps and delts and lats, and all the other muscles that rippled below.

She was still kissing and caressing when Yu shoved her to the floor. The prehensile tail coiled tighter, and now breathing became an issue for Marble. Yu wasn't full-on strangling her - it was still too early for that - but she was squeezing hard enough to block any full breaths the bear yearned to inhale. She could only breathe in sips and gasps, her lungs aching with the effort.

"Looks like I'm the boss now and you're the employee." Yu smiled down at her prey, relishing the revenge fantasy. "Come to think of it, I already have a position in mind for you. Head of Ass-kissing. I think you'd be perfect for such a demeaning job. It suits you, don't you agree?"

The tail squeezed harder.

Marble shuddered, bit back a groan.

"Yuh-Yuh-Yes," she said, playing up her panic for the sake of the roleplay. But only a little. Even with just a fraction of Yu's power bearing down on her throat, she didn't have to exaggerate much.

"Yes, what?" said Yu.

"Yes, ma'am."

A baleful smirk turned up the corners of Yu's mouth. She scooted forward and planted her haunches on Marble's snout, then turned around to face the bear's stocking-clad feet. She slipped her own feet beneath Marble's head, locking it firmly in place, then uncoiled her tail and moved it out of the way. 

"Go on then," said Yu. "I didn't appoint you Head of Ass Kissing so you could slack off."

Glutes like scaly boulders tensed atop Marble's lips, squashing them into a single flat line. Dimples appeared in each globe of muscle. Marble started to caress the globes, to dip her fingertips in the shallow dimples, only to have Yu snatch her wrists and pin them beneath her shins.

"I said kiss my ass," Yu chided. "When I want you to touch it with your grubby paws, I'll let you know. Understand?"

The bear murmured into Yu's backside.

"What was that?" Yu lifted her ass.

"Yes, ma'am."

"I thought so."

Then she dropped the globes again, heavily this time, letting them land on the bear's face with a smack. Stars flickered behind Marble's eyes as if she had been punched. As she puckered up to begin kissing, Yu clenched the globes once more and began shifting her hips from side to side, so that her ass ground against Marble's lips. She also placed both hands on her waist and flexed her back muscles, hunching slightly to make them really pop.

Yu was in amazing shape. Although her back muscles looked relatively small and lean while at rest, they seemed to double in size as she contracted them. They stood out in clearly defined segments: the vast diamond of the traps here, the sprawling fans of the lats there, the compact ridges of the rear delts and lumbar muscles arranged with tidy geometric symmetry. She resembled a living anatomy chart, though not in a grotesque way. She still had the beach-muscle softness to accent her femininity.

Hers was a truly exquisite figure. Leering over her shoulder now, she lifted one arm in a languid bicep flex, her knuckles pointing back toward her own face. 

"You like that?" She planted a kiss on the bicep. 

Marble murmured again. She nodded her head, albeit slightly, her lips gliding back and forth along the underside of the globes.

"You want more?" Yu pumped the other bicep, pressed it to her mouth.

A tide of carnal euphoria poured through Marble, sluicing down engorged veins to pool between her legs. Her quivering thighs. She yearned to reach for that brawny back, for those peaked biceps - and she yearned to reach for herself as well, to send her fingers diving into her panties. But she could manage neither, not with Yu pinning her paws to the floor. The most she could do was plead with her eyes.

"Let's play a little game since you're so eager. Consider this the first test of your probationary period," said Yu. "I'm gonna roll you up nice and tight and keep you pinned under my ass. Then I'm gonna count to ten. If you manage to escape before then, I'll give you a promotion. Understand?"

Marble nodded again.

"Very good." Yu's eyes narrowed to a hooded leer. "But I must warn you: for a feeble, pampered rich girl such as yourself, escaping won't be easy."

It never was.

In fact, it was always impossible.

"Ready?" 

Another nod, and then Yu shimmied her ass backwards so that it weighed on Marble's nose as well as her mouth. Her nostrils flared to inhale the snake's natural scent. Then Yu grabbed her legs and rolled her up in a folding pin, turning her ass skyward in the process, and pushing down on her calves to keep her shins rooted to the floor. From there she reclined on the bear's muzzle, her body weight driving down to flatten the scrunched face pinned under her ass. 

Marble gasped in blissful alarm. The folding pin compressed her midsection, turning her diaphragm into a furnace. She wriggled under the oppressive globes. As Yu went on driving her weight downward, Marble could've sworn she felt herself sinking into the carpet like it was quicksand. The pressure on her face was unbelievable. 

Yu began counting. Slowly.

"One... Two... Three..."

Again the boulder-like ass cheeks squeezed together, only now they were crushing Marble's skull and smothering her breath. Her snow-white features bloomed into vivid redness. Her chest heaved with labored half-breaths, and her upturned ass wriggled as she shifted this way and that, hunting for the best position from which to ride out the pain. The slow asphyxiation. 

The sensation of being overpowered flooded her nerve endings with fresh euphoria. Watching Yu show off her sexy muscles had been hot enough on its own, but experiencing them in action was infinitely hotter. Staring past the curve of the snake's ass, Marble watched two scale-armored triceps expand into stunning visibility, the twin muscles pulled wire-taut as Yu went on shoving down on her legs.

"Four... Five... Six..."

Marble didn't so much struggle as simply writhe for Yu's libidinous amusement. Her squirms and wriggles excited the snake, who increased the pressure in an effort to squash Marble back into stillness. The bear could no longer plant any kisses, not with her lips as thoroughly squashed as they were now. But she could just barely move her nose, which she used to caress the sensitive underside of Yu's ass.

"Seven... Eight... Ni-iii-aahhh!"

A moan disrupted the count, and Yu tossed her head back and reclined even further, her eyes welded shut, rose-colored face turned up toward the ceiling. She lifted the bear's calves and tucked them under her arms, then clasped both hands together and bridged until her head nearly grazed the floor. Doing so tightened the pin that much more. Her toes curled beneath Marble's skull, clutching at tufts of head-fur like fingers, and her tail lashed out to give the bear's rear a firm spank.

"Insolent bitch. I feel you trying to rub me off down there." She tried to maintain her bossy demeanor, but tiny tremors of laughter lessened the effect. "I hope you're good at holding your breath. Because you just earned yourself a twenty-count.

"One...," and she gave Marble's upturned bottom another lash.

"Two...," and another.

"Three...," and another still, her tail whipping in rhythm with her husky voice.

Marble hardly felt the lashes, though - and not because Yu was holding back. She was whipping hard enough to leave red marks all over her sub's bottom. Even so, the stinging in Marble's backside paled in comparison to the wildfire raging in her choked lungs and diaphragm. And as if that wasn't bad enough, Yu resumed corkscrewing her hips left and right, left and right, her ass doing the same atop a mess of squashed facial features. 

Between the tail-whipping and the grinding and the smothering, Marble had begun struggling in earnest. She could hardly breathe at all now. Fear wrestled with the pain-bliss that had claimed her body, each vying to become the dominant sensation. Marble coughed into the scaly backside, and her belly sucked in and out as much as her rolled-up posture allowed. Which wasn't very much at all. 

"Eleven... Twelve... Thirteen..."

Somehow, Marble had missed every number between three and thirteen. Her head had gone light and hazy, and the growing ache in her core-turned-furnace was distracting her from the husky thrum of Yu's voice. 

The dominatrix was being extra rough tonight. Thrillingly so. The crazy thing about hiring a real-life assassin to dominate you - the thing Marble was willing to pay top-dollar for - was the rush of not knowing how far Yu would take their game. Earnestly not knowing. The ass weighing on her face had smothered military cops to death, while the arms festooned around her legs had snapped the necks of for-profit heroes and villains alike. And the thick, muscled thighs had done the same. 

She was a killer born, and her greatest weapon was her own body - the very same body that was currently squashing and suffocating Marble into submission.

"Fourteen... Fifteen..." Yu was panting now, her chest rising and falling a beat faster as mounting euphoria hastened her breathing. "Sixteen... That's it, take it, rich girl. Quit squirming around and---nngghhh---take it!"

Marble took it, alright, with a knot in her gut and raw pleasure spearing between her legs. As she fought to pull in a shallow breath, the scaly glutes relaxed and parted a bit, sucking the tip of her snout into their confines. She blew a snort into the thin fabric of Yu's thong. She managed to choke down the breath after all, just in time to inhale a nose-full of the snake's sweat-tinged body odor. Then the scaly glutes clenched once more, pinching her nostrils shut, which blocked any further attempts to draw oxygen into her lungs.

"That's it, take it," Yu repeated. Keeping Marble's legs tucked under her arms, she snuck both hands under the bear's head and interlocked her fingers. Grunting, she gave a sharp upward tug with both hands. Her glutes sucked up more of the white-furred muzzle, then squeezed together as if trying to crack a walnut. 

Marble felt like she was drowning, or perhaps getting eaten alive. Yu leaned back even further, rolling the bear into a tighter, more compact ball, then went on yanking up with both hands while driving her hips toward the floor. She had her sub locked up nice and tight now, without the faintest hope of escape.

"Let's see you wriggle around now," Yu rasped. Then she resumed the count where she had left off. "Sixteen... Seventeen... Eighteen..."

Marble's heart went pitter-patter in her chest, only what should have been faint taps felt more like hammer-blows. Yu hadn't dominated her this roughly in months. Nobody had. Pain and pleasure battled within her like old rivals. She had one foot in heaven and the other in hell, and the line that separated each was thinner than the strip of fabric wedged between Yu's ass cheeks.

"Nineteen..." Yu breathed - and then she got really nasty. Without breaking the roll-up pin, she triangled both legs around Marble's neck and pressed her quads together. Her hamstrings ballooned with a strong pump, and her calf tensed as it bit into a white-furred nape. She flung her head back and slammed her weight down, moaning with unfettered pleasure as her inner thighs feasted on the neck ensnared between them.

"You think you're a big deal, huh? Think owning some huge company makes you important?" Although she could barely contain her own rapture, Yu nonetheless remembered to stay in character. "Well guess what: it doesn't. You're just another prissy rich girl who uses others to do the work you're too weak to do yourself. Too pathetic. But all that money can't help you now. You're getting dominated by a common working-class grunt, and there isn't a thing you can do about it."

Yu adjusted her grip, tightened her scissorhold.

"Not. One. Thing."

She was absolutely right. Wealthy CEO or not, Marble was completely at the mercy of the thick thighs gnawing at her vulnerable neck. She whimpered into the crack of Yu's ass and tasted the sweat that had pooled there. She could feel her trachea imploding a little at a time, feel the blood stop cold in her constricted jugular veins and carotid arteries. 

With no oxygen reaching her brain, her mind went fuzzy with half-coherent thoughts of how incredible this experience was. How thrilling it would be to perish in the vice-grip of a real assassin.

"Twenty...!" Yu moaned in a fit of rapture, her every muscle tensing to crunch Marble into oblivion. She cheated a bit, squeezing several seconds past the twenty-count. Her ravenous thighs held fast like they never wanted to let go. However, they did let go eventually, but only after Marble tapped out several times on her dom's hip.

Yu freed her sub with surprising speed, only to spin around and replace her ass with her warm, sweaty crotch. She mashed it against the bear's snout, her inner thighs hugging flushed cheeks, arms raised in a double-bicep victory pose. At that moment, her beauty was surpassed only by her power and dominance.

"You all done, rich girl?" she teased. "Or do you still want that promotion?"

That was right, the promotion, the promise of more to come. In her distress Marble had forgotten all about it. Although she had technically remained pinned for the full twenty-count, she did so without losing consciousness. In Yu's book, that counted for something. She considered it a feat to be rewarded.

The snake treated her sub to a bevy of chokeholds and smothers, using every inch of her lethal body to literally take Marble's breath away. The bear moaned and panted as she endured the punishment, her eyes tearing up at the corners, skin flushing all over as she relinquished custody of her body to the dominant assassin.

Yu forced tap out after demeaning tap out: with rear-naked chokes and dragon sleepers, with breast-smothers and crotch-smothers, and, of course, with scissorholds that crunched Marble's head, neck and body. The bear found a different muscle to fondle during each hold: a peaked bicep here, a pair of rigid quads there. Much to her appreciation, Yu took breaks to pose and peacock while straddling her sub, letting Marble recover between submissions.

Every time Marble thought she had tasted Yu's full power, the snake dug deeper to find ever vaster reservoirs of strength. She was doing so now, digging deep, flexing hard, straining, her quads trembling with equal parts power and pleasure as they crunched Marble's neck. She had the bear trapped in a side headscissor: one thigh nestled under Marble's jaw, the other boring into the nape of her neck.

Both thighs squeezed together with the force of a hydraulic press, damp with sweat and radiating heat as they sought to pulverize the fleshy shaft caught in their vice-grip. The shaft pulsed as Marble belted out a groan, expanding a moment with a shallow inhalation - only to then collapse into a smaller, narrower shape. 

Yu continued pouring on the pressure. "I didn't leave your paws free for your benefit."

Even now, as drained as she was, Marble found herself eager to please Yu. She smoothed both palms over the thigh weighing on her neck, worshiping every hard, rugged muscle and soft, feminine curve. Her fingertips traced the contours of a scaly outer quad and hamstring and calf, pausing a moment to linger on each, to savor the experience of being throttled half to death. Of being completely and utterly dominated.

The longer Yu kept her muscles taut, the more the pressure on the shaft increased. She grabbed the fading bear's muzzle and roughy turned her head. Not by a lot, for the crushing quads would only allow so much movement, but enough for Marble to ogle the sheet of rivets that was the snake's six-pack.

Yu balanced her weight on one elbow, then curled her free arm until her bicep bulged yet again. Not only was she utterly dominating Marble, but she was making it look easy now, teasing the bear with her relaxed posture and lazy flexes. An all-over sheen of sweat made her muscles glisten from deltoid to calf. But none glistened quite as brightly as her quads, at least in Marble's eyes, nor did any exude as much potent feminine power.

"I could break you any time I like, and there's nothing you can do to stop me. All that money and so-called power, yet it's all useless now," said Yu. "But that isn't real power, is it. This is real power." She gave her outer thigh a smack, punctuating the statement, as well as Marble's helplessness.

"Nevermind being my employee," Yu continued. "From now on you're my puny little sex worker. My shameless thigh slave. How does that sound?"

Like everything Marble had ever wanted.

Yu figure-foured both legs, grabbed her instep with one hand. "Tell me which of us is in charge."

"Yuh-You are..."

"And what's my name?"

"Yu... Asa... Kawa..."

"Louder, thigh slave. Say my name before I wring it out of you."

"Yu!" Marble bleated, the syllable clawing its way out of her raw throat. "It's Yu Asakawa! Yu Asa---"

And the Yu decided she'd heard enough, and that she would rather do the wringing after all. 

Pushing herself up on one outstretched arm, she shut her eyes, gritted her teeth and pulled on her instep, levering her heel toward her own butt. Her legs drew tighter around the fleshy shaft. Marble gripped the thigh tucked under her jaw and held on. It sank deep into her windpipe, deforming flesh and fur, while its twin rose to do the same to her nape. Her legs kicked and her body began writhing with lewd indignity, much to the sadistic delight of the assassin, whose features had scrunched and reddened as she gave her hardest crunch of the night.

"You're mine now, thigh slave," she hissed through gritted teeth. "Tap out. Show me who owns you."

Marble followed the order, excitedly, fearfully. With the last of her strength, she planted three slow taps on Yu's outer thigh.

Tap.

Tap.

Tap...

And then Yu gave her instep a final tug, and her corded inner thighs plunged Marble into a forced sleep. An ugly snoring, grunting noise tumbled from her sputtering mouth, along with stringy ropes of saliva. Her eyes rolled back to inspect the inside of her own skull. She tried to keep hold of Yu's outer thigh, but her paws slipped away and dropped to the floor, where they twitched and spasmed along with the rest of her spent body.

Yu kept squeezing until she was positive the bear was out cold. And then, because she could, because there was nobody around to stop her, she kept squeezing for longer and longer.

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Marble woke up sometime later in a mild daze, her neck sore, lungs aching from having been denied oxygen for so long. She felt proud of herself. For the first time ever, she had managed to last the full hour with Yu.

The assassin had already left the office. Marble reached for the phone on her desk, hoping to send her dom a thank you via text. After pressing the power button, she found a message from Yu on her home screen.

Replacing her normal wallpaper was a picture of the dom-sub couple: Marble sprawled out on the floor, still unconscious, while Yu sat behind her with both legs triangled around her neck, one arm raised and curled in a single-bicep victory pose. Yu had taken the selfie from a top-down view, capturing everything from her pumped-up bicep to Marble's placid face in one gorgeous shot. The snake looked exhausted. But utterly satisfied.

The picture had a caption at the bottom: Thanks for another great session. See you again soon <3.

Smiling bashfully, Marble saved the humiliating photo with the others.