Behind the Mask

Consequences to actions (Part 4)

 Ririka once more needed to let out a faint squeal as she heard Mary's intimidating voice. Mary didn't sound psychopathic anymore as this time the blonde girl seemed to be fully conscious, however there now was pure unfiltered resentment in that tone. The angry girl then pushed Ririkas head towards the ground. The downwards motion was quite firm and uncompromising yet Mary had slid her fingers behind Ririkas head so she would be able to fully cushion the impact and not smash Ririkas head into the floor. Ririkas elbows gave in due to Mary's force pushing down the whitehaired girl, resulting in her laying fully on her back with her scalp almost touching the white wall again. 

Ririka took a startled breath as her head was getting pressed against the soft floor yet was glad to not have resisted after noticing that Mary cushioned the impact. "Huhh? W-What does Mary want to do?" The whitehaired girl had no idea what was going on, yet she definitely was feeling very nervous. "I-I should try to behave though..." decided Ririka, although she didn't really have many options to begin with. 

The moment Ririka was laying on her back, Mary with a thrusting movement out of her hip slid more up Ririka's body, which the whitehaired girl felt very explicitly to which her body felt like roots were growing through her body which entangled every organ. Ririka could feel Mary's knees pushing slightly into her lower ribs since Mary ended up straddling Ririka with a little more power, making it harder to breathe in multiple ways, even if the blonde girl wasn't putting all her weight on Ririka and since Mary had a secure hold of Ririkas's face, the extremely nervous girl in that moment was completely pinned, with no way out of there. Mary leaned slightly forward in order to look directly at her captive from above. Ririka at once felt really hot as in that process Mary ended up laying on top of most of her body, with both of their bodies being pressed against the floor as one amalgamation.

 There was a moment of silence in which the two girls just stared intently at each. The moment went by very quickly as Mary then took a deep breath before her eyes got filled with annoyance and revenge thirst. "M-Mar..." tried Ririka to call out the girl's name, but couldn't finish it. Mary suddenly commenced to squish and knead Ririkas face in a rough way. Ririka at once got really started as she felt Mary's hand moving seemingly arbitrarily over her face, kneading it. The blonde's muscles were tensing up as all the anger caused by various incidents which she had needed to suppress suddenly returned, just that this time she would be able to let it out on the person which had been the source for most of those feelings. 

"What the hell is wrong with you!?"

Mary started yelling vociferously at the girl she was holding, with her voice being filled with exasperation. "Do you have the slightest idea how much I want to kill you right now!?" You are so incredibly senseless!" Ririka noticed how Mary's voice wasn't necessarily menacing, just very upset. Mary nevertheless kept on squeezing the face, shaping Ririkas face in various funny grimaces. The pinned girl let out soft groans as it hurt a little. After realizing what was going on Ririka out of instinct grasped Mary's wrists as if they were a steering wheel of which the driver had no control over and tried putting a little resistance against Mary's movements. However Mary's kneading motions of the face were too fast and unpredictable so in the end it didn't help much, especially since Ririka wasn't actually resisting with all her might as she only intended to slow down the movements, not fully stop them.

 Mary's hands were squashing the face, without the blonde girl needing to consciously exert those grabs and pulls, as if it was something very natural. The golden brown eyes on the other hand seemed to indicate, by their yellow angry glow, quite well how Mary's mind was feeding the blonde girl with grounds to be mad. "Not only did you kidnap me in the most excessive way imaginable, but you also just had to stalk me like I didn't pay my debt to a crime lord, ruining my whole afternoon!" Mostly because of the pinching mixed in the kneading, and also because of Mary's aggressive and reproachful scolding which was quite inundating Ririka, small tears formed in the corner of Ririkas partially, because of the Marys squishing around, already slightly squinted aquamarine eyes.