Lost: Yang again

A cry of pain came from everyone's favorite busty blonde as she hit the floor of the club again.

Yang had came to the club for her usual weekend tradition. Free drinks and beating up those snobby twins.

But something was different.

Yang could usually handle them no problem no matter what tricks they threw at her but not anymore.

Melanie and Miltia absolutely loathed Yang Xiao Long. They had been the blonde's punching bags for far too long and it drove them to a breaking point. To something they thought they were too good for. Train.

Hours working their bodies, examining Yang's fighting style on security footage, even having to unlock their semblances.

Miltia' was very helpful for keeping Yang down with her semblance, Fumble.

Fumble led to small mishaps happening to whoever Miltia' was fighting.

For example what had led to Yang being on the ground, Yang's right gauntlet had a misfire and exploded in the blonde's face, destroying the weapon in the process leaving Yang with one.

Heavily breathing and on her knees which gave the twins a great view of Yang's rack, the blone asked "What's going on...you've never been this strong?"

"You really thought we would just keep taking our beatings?" Melanie asked innocent

Angrily, her sister replied "Because of you we actually had to train!" Miltia kicked Yang into the wall, making the blonde grunt out in pain

Yang's semblance was burning as hard as it could but it didn't matter.

Exemplifying the fact was when Yang got back on her feet and threw a wide punch at Miltia. With amazing ease, Miltia brought her heel to Yang's wrist and slammed it down to the ground, making both women kneel while Melanie stepped on her sister's back and kicked Yang in the face, sending the blonde to the ground once more.

Yang was enraged, in pain, and exhausted. But the twins wanted Yang to feel something else. Humiliation.

Yang was forced onto her feet, throwing punches the twins easily dodged having studied her fighting style for dozens of hours. Each twin took one of Yang's arms and stretched it out as far as it could go and stepping down on her feet, leaving Yang with no way to fight back. But the twins each had one limb left

"Here's the deal bimbo" Miltia started

"We are going to kick" Melanie continued

And together both finished "and we will only stop when you beg for mercy"

"I'd never beg to bitches like you two!" Yang yelled defiantly, struggling to get out of their grips even with her aura nearly depelted.

With no further words they started.

Melaine and Miltia took turn bringing their legs up and delivering sharp and powerful blows to Yang's breasts.

Yang jutted and jerked in pain with each powerful kick to her famously large chest. When they broke through her aura, Yang started to groan in pain. After the first hour she was swearing in pain. By hour two the impacts were turning Yang's breasts red. By hour three the tough as nails blonde started bawling her eyes out. And finally at hour four...

"FUCK!!!! OKAY! I GI-III-IIIVE! YOU WIN!!!" the defiant blonde had broken, the intense mind shattering pain to her chest was just too much to take

"That's not what we said!" Miltia shouted and kicked Yang between the legs, eliciting a high-pitched whimper from the blonde

"If you say it this can all be over" Melanie sweetly reassured Yang.

Sobbing, her utterly broken body quivering, Yang Xiao Long begged "Please I'm begging you, please stop hitting me!"

The twins let Yang drop to her knees and immedietely the blonde cowered, turning to her side and cupping her sore breasts in her arm, fearfully lookong between the two twins.

Miltia looked angry still but was on her scroll and Melanie just sweetly smiled at Yang, actually liking Yang in her own weird way.

"Look" Miltia ordered and showed Yang a photo labeled Alice

It was of a extremely curvaceous blonde braided woman with blue streaks who was hunched over on the ground with her hands forward and her face touching the floor, only her blonde wolf tail sticking up. To her side was her clothes folded in a near pile alongside her weapon, a large battle axe.

"Do that" Miltia ordered

Yang opened her mouth to argue but before a word could escape Miltia gave Yang a death glare that turned the fearsome lion into a whimpering kitten.

Yang's clothes came off like her pride, no longer useful and only a detriment. But more than sitting there without her clothes on, it was only was Yang took the remaining gauntler of Ember Celicia off that she truly felt naked.

And then Yang pressed her head to the floor, exactly as instructed.

Deep in her core the message sat in.

The twins were better than her.

And that is what was needed for Melanie's semblance to take effect over Yang.

"Say what you did wrong" Melanie ordered much like a mother scolding a child

Compulsion compelled Yang to obey Melanie now that she was the woman as superior.

"Please forgive me. I was entitled, arrogant, violent, hotheaded-"

"Slutty" Miltia chimed in

"Slutty"

"A bitch" she chimed in again

"A bitch"

"Dress like a whore" The red clad twin cut in yet again

"Dress like a whore"

"Miltia we open soon, let her finish" Melanie decided to spare Yang

"Ugh fine, come here" Miltia walked over and grabbed Yang by her hair and dragged her across the club floor

Normally anyone even touching Yang's hair would be uppercut through the roof, but the fight had been kicked out of the blonde

Hours later when the club opened one could find the curvaceous blonde dancing on a stripper pole, having been ordered by her new goddesses to put on a good show and earn lien to pay off the damages she had caused.

Truly, Yang Xiao Long had lost.

The fight

Her control.

And her pride.