Becky gives Mommy a talking to

"The lies that come out of your mouth," Karen spat. "I'll have to use a soap dildo on your filthy hole tonight."
She threw a heavy blow to put out Becky's lights, but she grabbed it and swung up, nimbly wrapping her legs around her arm and yanking her to the mat in an armbar.

Karen grunted and growled in frustration, but Becky held her down. "Got your attention yet, sis?" Becky said with a wild, still somewhat playful smile.
"I'll spank you 'til your FACE is sore!"
"Good," Becky said, wrenching the arm to make her wince. "Because you're a bitch."

"What?!" Karen snapped back.
"Yea, that's right. You're a bitch. Total bitch material."
"I don't have to-!" Karen objected, but another harsh pull made her quiet and settle on trying to escape.

"Yea, Karen, you're a bitch. And that's not the crazy talking. I'm over that much, and I love the doll you are inside. But you ARE a bitch. Hell, I'm no show-pony myself, but come ON. Acting like you're everyone's mom for the kinky power trip? Crazy sex parties while your kids are out fightin' and fuckin' girls WAY outta their league? And you know what? You never once said you're sorry."

"What on earth are you talking about, you mad little witch!?"
"When we fought. Back home. You never apologized. I might've just forgiven you if you'd apologized. Put in a word for me with the boys at school. Help me learn to put on makeup, maybe?" Becky's face still kept a mild smile. "You never thought you did anything wrong. And it wouldn't have cost you anything to just tell me you were sorry. You're a bitch. And I'm okay with that."

Mommy Dearest looked stunned, and Becky suddenly lifted her head up, sliding her body beneath it and wrapping her legs around one arm and her arms around the other, twisting them and pulling them apart and making Karen scream.

"Now gimmee back my bitchy sister, you stupid little imposter," she snarled.