"Battle of the Redheads" - Karla Reinhardt vs Rindo Kobayashi

[Monsy]

Match Type: Hardcore / Hentai

Victory by: Climax

"A fight is a fight.." Karla told herself. She told herself upon hearing her next match-up. Her pro career was still in its infancy, so she was determined to take any fight she could get her hands on. And as a personal obligation, Karla would never back down from any fight, no matter who it was. She also maintained punctuality, arriving at the venue in a white coat which wrapped around her ring attire; a black bodysuit, its material which glimmered in any light that set upon it, and its tight fabric hugged her curves like it was just a thin layer of latex. Now that she made her way from her dressing room, a dark shadow set upon the arena as the lights were culled, the audience sat in a lull as ominous beats signaled Karla's entrance. Subtle clacks came from her onyx heel, right before the techno drop to her entrance theme: havoc

As the drop struck and the lights now shining upon Karla's lithe frame again, she stood there with her arms behind her back, leaning on a hip and giving the crowd a scrutinizing glower.

"Introducing first, the fired up redhead from Germany, Karla "Ray" Reinhardt. K!R!R!"

She brandished a haughty grin after the announcer's words, a thrill catching her spine and swelling up in her fists. It was almost like she forgot this was a hentai match too.. Karla would then point at the ring, a look of focus set upon it as she burst into a sprint down the rampway. This surge of energy took her right to the ringside, where she leaped up onto the apron and gripped the top rope to pull herself upright. Then she bridged herself backwards until she was staring at the crowd, and her velvet tresses dangled which allowed both eyes to be uncovered. Then with a gloved hand, she placed it over her lips and blew a kiss to the crowd, but turned it into a middle finger at the last moment, garnering a mix of boos from the crowd. After her stunt had run its course, Karla had stepped into the ring by slipping between the middle rope and gave a repeat of the same gesture before heading to her corner.

With her antics having transpired, her theme would drift back into silence.

[pikazard]

Rindo Kobayashi stood backstage while her opponent for the night was doing her entrance, eagerly awaiting the upcoming match with a wide toothy grin on her face. Her opponent was a woman who had recently joined LAW named Karla Reinhardt, and based on what Rindo had seen she was sexy and beautiful, though how much of this opinion was based on how similar Karla and Rindo looked couldn't be said. They both had long crimson hair with a fringe covering one eye, they were both very well endowed with enviable figures and they both had an aura of intensity to them. Perhaps the only thing truly distinguishing them from one another was the fact that Karla was dressed like some kind of Femme Fetale spy, whereas Rindo was dressed like some kind of tribal barbarian warrior.

A big part of why Rindo was so excited for this match was because she was facing this beautiful woman in a hardcore hentai match of all matches; a contest where Rindo's own personal brand of sensual domination was not only encouraged but would actually give her an advantage. And best of all she was matched up with an opponent that she would probably want to do those things to anyway even if they weren't in a match. The redhead was literally shaking in anticipation at the thought of this match, with an opponent like Karla it wouldn't be that bad even if she lost this match. That being said, she still intended to win!

When the time came for Rindo to make her entrance she would run out of the gorilla position, appearing before the fans with a manic grin on her face. Upon seeing the barbarian a large portion of the crowd would start cheering, with others wolf whistling appreciatively, but considering the match type it was no wonder they were acting this way. Despite not really being one to pander to the fans or try to be an entertainer Rindo still had a pretty large fan-following thanks to her good looks and the intensity she brought to each and every match which made every bout entertaining to watch. When combined with the rather antagonistic way Karla had treated the audience and it was crystal clear who the audience favoured more between the two of them.

With the speed of a jungle cat Rindo would make her way down to the ring and leap in through the ropes, landing in the ring and rolling up to one knee. She would then straighten up and turn to face Karla, laying eyes on her for the first time. Her eyes scanned her opponents body from head to toe, though her gaze would noticeably settle around Karla's hips and breasts, before finally meeting her eyes and speaking up "Hey there, good-looking. The name's Rindo, Rindo Kobayashi, but since I've been here longer you can just call me Rindo-senpai!" she would declare with gusto. Then her demeanour changed as she leaned forward and licked her lips, giving Karla a look like she wanted to devour her "I have a feeling that we're going to have a lot of fun."

Spoiler

[Monsy]

These matches always garnered a sense of anxiety which clasped around her heart. Her limbs felt heavier. She tried to keep it buried by being as prepared as she could be and throwing loose punches in the air while letting out heavy sighs. It wasn't like she feared her opponent, no, it was the match type. Having grown up in higher society, she always had to maintain a level of decency and every moment was to uphold a lofty reputation. But here, where she risked that very thing before a large audience.. Especially now. She felt tight, but that only strengthen her resolve to win. She loved to fight, and walk all over the opponents limp body after a humiliating victory.

Karla's attention was immediately grabbed by Rindo's entrance, squinting to make certain she wasn't staring at a reflection, then again to gawk at the attire which she wore, comparing it to her own. She would scoff to herself and at Rindo's high energy, who dressed like an aztec in her mind, but she took a small liking to it beneath her steel-y façade. The cheers which Rindo harvested from the crowd, the excitement seemed to become palpable once both women had entered the ring, like a roar at its most apex. Karla occupied the centre of the ring, arms crossed beneath her bust as Rindo came bustling in like a wild runaway train.

She noticed she was being eyed too, which her gaze immediately dipped down - growing mildly shy with a tinge of red across soft cheeks. But she was able to turn her fluster into frustrating zeal, giving Rindo a cold stare as she replied sharply. "Lets see if I can remember it after my win, Rindo-Senpai. I'm Karla for your information. Karla Reinhardt." Speaking in a firm tone, Karla placed one hand on her hip and leaned on it.

But the fervent gaze her opponent bore as she came close unnerved her, the words nearly clogging in her throat. But Karla wasn't about to give any sort of ground, no matter how petty. So she too leaned in closer, bringing them mere an inch apart from each other's faces, the heat from her cheeks presenting itself in a pink blush as Karla set out her hand and pinched the material over Rindo's chest.

"With an attire like this, I'm sure we will. It's like you came to lose." She needn't grin to show her haughty nature over this implied advantage, and it was clear she felt a special competitive will spark with this one, wiping away past anxieties.. For now.

Spoiler

[pikazard]

Rindo didn't miss Karla's reaction to Rindo's inspection of her body, a tinge of red to her cheeks that made the barbarian chuckle at the sight of it, but she chuckled even more at Karla's response to her leading statement "Oh, confident are we? I love to see it!" Karla would be able to tell that Rindo's words weren't empty, her enthusiasm was visibly growing with every moment they got closer to the start of the match, her Cheshire grin starting to widen to the point of almost becoming unsettling. She seemed especially pleased when Karla would lean in closer until their faces were almost touching, Karla really was looking to be everything Rindo was hoping for in an opponent, especially if she was as tough as she acted.

Rindo would laugh as Karla would pinch the material covering her chest and imply that her attire was going to give the barbarian a disadvantage "You say that, but let's see how much of an advantage your fancy outfit is going to give you when I tear it to pieces to get at what's inside" Rindo would say, leaning in so that their foreheads were touching. Rindo was getting more and more excited with each moment, it was starting to seem like her fellow redhead was going to be an absolutely perfect opponent for her, especially if she was tough enough to back up her big talk. In her eagerness she would reach back behind Karla and attempt to give her latex-covered ass a spank, hoping to set a precedent for the match to come and also to see how her opponent would react. Also she wanted to touch her butt.

[Monsy]

She found Rindo’s fervent attitude enlivening. Normally, she felt only annoyance towards bubbly types, but this one seemed different. Despite her infatuation, Karla felt even more resolved to win tonight with that comment, as if it said ‘I’d like to see you try!’ in her mind. The close proximity proved that. Her gaze kept as stern and apathetic as it could when she pinched her opponent's attire, feeling brazen about herself.

“Keh! You won’t even manage to make a sliver in this. I’ll humiliate you before everyone!”

She scoffed at the notion of losing, like it was beneath her. Even as their foreheads touched, Karla would step forward and apply a modicum of pressure, a competitive glare to match Rindo’s laugh and obvious excitement. By now, their breasts would have surely meshed together, even a little bit as Karla put her hands upon her hips - straightening her posture as to appear tall before her larger opponent. But to anyone watching, the size difference was now undeniable as a keen eye can see they came from different weight classes and Rindo had a solid four inch height advantage!

But to break the concentration came in a stinging package against her supple rear, causing her to gasp in shock as the glistening latex absorbed it nicely. Like a switch of night and day, Karla’s face seemed to immediately heat up, her eyes averting as her hair fell before her face like a curtain to hide the impending blush while she chewed on her bottom lip. She was easily flustered. That was hopelessly clear.

But she would rebound in the boldest of ways, attempting to slip one of her legs in between Rindo’s, eliminating any distance between their frames. Then she set a hand to Rindo’s side, slipping down to her hip bone while palming the muscle; and her other hand would try to cop a feel of Rindo’s breast, issuing a hard squeeze whilst Karla gave another push against her forehead. At the end of this five seconds grope session, Karla would take the hand on her hip and place it on Rindo’s other breast, before attempting to shove her away in kind.

[pikazard]

As the two beautiful redheads sized each other up and pressed their bodies together their busts would push against each other, creating quite an appealing sight for the audience to bear witness to. That being said Rindo wasn't paying much attention to the audience, her attention was completely on her captivating opponent, looking down on her beautiful features and smiling. After a few moments Rindo would break the tension by bringing her hand up and slapping Karla right on her perfect latex-covered ass, the impact made a satisfying smack sound and broke through Karla's guard, crumbling her pride and leaving her flustered and blushing.

Rindo got an up-close and personal look at her opponents flustered face, a sight that put a blush on the barbarian's own face as her imagination ran wild and she started to fantasize about the kind of face Karla might make once Rindo defeated her and brought her to the peak of humiliation and pleasure. Rindo lost herself in her fantasies for a moment, but she was brought out of it as Karla moved in even closer and eliminated what little space there was between their frames before cupping Rindo's breast in her hand and giving it a hard squeeze. Karla would be able to feel Rindo's heart beating rapidly under her chest, and from the close proximity of their faces she'd be able to feel Rindo's heated breath against her face, this was clearly a woman who was being overwhelmed by lust "Heh, you sure have gotten me all excited now" she would say, cupping Karla's ass cheek with the palm she used to spank her.

However, this intimate moment would not last nearly as long as Rindo would have liked, after a few seconds Karla would give her a shove to the chest that sent her stumbling back. Normally Rindo would never have let herself get shoved back so easily, but frankly she had been pretty distracted. The barbarian would give Karla a playful fake pout as she crossed her arms and huffed "Hmph, you're such a tease. I was enjoying myself you know!" Rindo would then lean forward and plant her hands on her hips, her eyes would stare right into Karla's as her lips curled back into a toothy grin "But that's just how I like it, it would be no fun if you just gave it to me. I'm going to take it by force!" she declared, exuding confidence as she waited somewhat impatiently for the match to begin.

[Monsy]

An onyx latex suit and sparse cloth, both attires allowed their curves to shine and contrast when pressed together as one, grinding each other with small shoves that egged the other on. Their breasts mushrooming as Karla groped in between, coupled with a stern stare as the gentle warmth of Rindo’s breath brushed against stone-like features. She didn’t grin, nor frown, it became a show to size up her adversary, whom she planned to squash one-sidedly if she could. Then a subtle gasp broke her tight cherry-flavoured lips, her heart skipping a beat and beginning to thunder against Rindo’s own chest. The second serving of Karla’s rear became the culprit, unfurling in Rindo’s hand like clutching a cloud.

“T-That’s the game, isn’t it? I can tell you won’t last very long.” Karla replied in her own quip, trying to regain control as she ultimately shoved Rindo away. A deep exhale followed, her hands falling to her sides which balled into fists. She knew when she heard sarcasm, the playful demeanour of Rindo worked wonders in riling up the hot-headed boxer. From then on, she glowered and crossed her arms beneath her bust, standing tall and firm in the face of Rindo's comments. But the last one was sure to garner a scoff from the fellow redhead, who rolled her eyes and looked to the crowd with blatant disapproval.

Then when she looked back, her glare matched Rindo’s stare, stepping forward with her left foot and pointing her finger right in front of Rindo’s face, mere inches away.

“Bold talk for a lady with no chance. Keep talking fantasy when you know you’re outmatched!”

Karla’s haughty declaration going toe to toe with Rindo’s own, stepping back towards her corner so the match could finally begin, the pre-match antics and bold lines between them riled the crowd up into a short roar as the bell became the most anticipated thing thus far. When it came, Karla’s adrenaline spiked, causing sweat from the dual excitement-nervousness cocktail which put sweat beneath her latex-covered palms. But in contrast, she wore a cocky grin, pushing off the ropes with two hands slinging her forward, coming to the centre in a jolly skip. It was time to back up these words, outstretching a hand and beckoning her barbarian foe with a curling finger. Then she lifted her other hand, notioning her wish for a collar and elbow tie up. Would Rindo accept Karla’s open challenge to a test of strength?

[pikazard]

In response to Rindo's confident show of bravado Karla would scoff, roll her eyes and look at the crowd like she was in a sitcom before snapping back at her with an equal amount of confidence, Rindo was starting to feel like her beautiful opponent was someone who always liked to have the last word. Which was fine by Rindo, since the time for words was fast ending. Soon it would be time for Rindo to prove with her actions that her 'bold talk' was actually a promise.

As the bell rang and the two women stepped out of their corners to meet each other Karla would beckon the Barbarian over and challenge her to a test of strength with a collar and elbow tie up. Rindo would nod with a widened grin to show her approval, then she would dash towards her like a hound that had just been let off a leash and meet Karla in the middle for their tie-up. As soon as her palm met Karla's neck Rindo would put the pressure on her, hoping to overpower Karla and force her into a side-headlock.

If she was successful she would look to rub her success in Karla's face, quite literally as she would try to rub the side of her breasts against Karla's face. Not the most efficient follow-up, but Rindo wanted to embarrass her foe and establish dominance early on.

[Monsy]

Rindo would be correct. Control and dominate, humiliate. The values which Karla brings to the ring, garnished with hot-tempered sass; pitted against Rindo’s quirky spunk, the anticipation became insurmountable. The action was sparked when Rindo met her challenge, two redheads slamming into their tie-up, causing Karla’s footing to reel two steps. Feet jutted forward, hips forced back, bending her knees in hopes to get better leverage under her larger foe. She gnashed her teeth and growled, her footing slipped inch by inch as she’d struggle to shove back. To her dismay, Karla’s body soon buckled under Rindo’s overwhelming strength, ceding control of her head to Rindo’s clutch. A grunt bellowed, slouched as her latex-cloaked hands reached to scratch at the arm that coiled around her head.

“Suchmm-strength...” A subdued voice slipped with a wincing face. The side of her hips bumped against Rindo’s, jerking in vain. Mauled against Rindo’s bosom, she choked as a quick jump to her heart rate spurred heat in her face. Embarrassing her was a successful feat, but Karla also became angry beneath the wraps of her fluster, spurring action. Her tongue unfurled from her mouth, dressing Rindo’s breast with a coat of saliva before teeth clamped on the skin. She counted on the sting caused enough spook to wheedle free. If she succeeded, Karla now pounced on Rindo’s flank, curving an arm between Rindo’s legs, seeking to roll her up with a schoolboy pin.

She knew that this wasn’t a pinfall match. So instead of maintaining it, Karla would seek to maneuver her body to slip between Rindo’s legs, one hand for each thigh to stack Rindo up, cores grinding as one due to her small stature.“I got you..” She’d coo with a smirk.

[pikazard]

Rindo let out a small chuckle as she managed to overpower Karla and win their test of strength, forcing her into a tight side-headlock that forced Karla to get a face-full on the side of Rindo's breasts. A surge of pride overcame her as she heard her smaller opponent comment on her strength, leaving her giggling like a schoolgirl as she rubbed Karla's face in her breasts "Yeah, I am pretty strong!" she'd brag, not even trying to be humble. While Rindo was wallowing in the euphoria of embarrassing her latex-clad counterpart in this hold she would suddenly felt a tongue dragging across her breast, making her cheeks go pink and bringing to mind memories of her last match "Are we already getting to the fun part? Well then I guess I'll ju- YOWWWW!!!!"

In a startling mood shift Karla would bite down on Rindo's nipple through her outfit, causing the Barbarian to cry out in pain and loosen her hold enough for the heel to slip out. Rindo had only been stunned by this tactic for a moment, but that was all the time Karla needed to shift the balance of power in her favour as she rolled Rindo up with a schoolboy pin. Rindo cried out in shock, and for a moment her instincts were screaming at her to lift a shoulder, then she remembered that there were no pinfalls in this match and she relaxed just a little bit.

As Karla held her in the schoolboy pin she would move her body between Rindo's legs, bringing their bodies intimately close as Karla would look to display a show of dominance over the Barbarian. Rindo would absolutely be lying if she claimed to not be enjoying this somewhat, but as far as she was concerned the positions should be reversed, for someone else to be dominating her rather than being dominated by her felt completely backwards to the redhead. That's why she would look to do something about it, trying to buck Karla off by throwing her weight up, hoping that her smaller foe wouldn't be able to hold her down if she intensified her struggling.