Amano Jaku vs Michelle Bennett

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Scampering away from her opponent, Michelle tried to put some distance between the two of them. But as she was about to straighten up while rising, her opponent suddenly lunged at her legs, causing her to fall down once more.

"KYAAHH!!"

Michelle shrieked as Amano tackled her legs. There was an annoyed look on her face as she tried to shove the little demon away before she could do further harm on her.

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It was from a practiced or planned motion, but the messy takedown did its work and got Michelle back on her back. And more importantly, Amano's head was right between her opponent's legs. The Demon looked back at her opponent, her own face in a teasing smirk as they made short eye contact. She had her down, and in this unsubtle and compromising positon Amano she could start seeing just how thin Michelle's outfit was and-

"Guoh!"

No, not yet it seemed. Before she even think of tasting her opponent Michelle kicked Amano back, knocking her to her back as she rose up, wincing from the hard impact. Michelle still had fight in her. That match was going to turn sexfight just yet.

"Rrnh!" She bared her teeth at the woman, giving a short snarl, refusing to show weakness as she started getting to her feet.

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Michelle grumbled under her breath after pushing Amano off of her. There was no doubt that she looked like a fool now, and she would make sure that the little demon would pay for that. Rising back up onto her feet alongside Amano, she directed her glare at her opponent, as if promising her that whatever that might come next would be unpleasant.

"You're going to pay for that, you little imp!" As soon as she was on her feet, Michelle would march forward, looking to close in and grab Amano with her hands. She was planning to pull her closer and shake her around before she could come up with her next plan. First, she wanted to make Amano regret making her look like a fool.

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Amano might have had the advantage at first, but the tables were quickly turning. Finally knocked away long enough for Michelle to collect herself, the Demon's blood ran cold at Michelle's glare. It was the look of a woman craving vengeance. Someone ready to indulge in her darker urges. And she looked at Amano like an object, one she immediately went to snatch up and shake about like a ragged doll.

"A-Aaoooh!" Barely balanced on her feet, Amano staggered and stammered about in the limited space Michelle allowed her as she was jostled about. "S-Stop it!" She stammered out, desperately trying to squirm out of Michelle's grip, barely keeping to her senses.

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Finally catching the little imp, Michelle went to shake her around before she adjusted her grip on her. Then, flashing a dangerous, predatory smile at Amano, Michelle would lift her up before throwing her down into the mat with a body slam. She wanted to disorient the lightweight wrestler first before she could have her way with her.

"You are in trouble now, you little demon..." Michelle said as she would loom over the downed self-proclaimed demon. "You better prepare yourself for your punishment, and I have quite a lot of things in mind for you..." She chuckled darkly as she would bend down to grab her opponent's body so that she could pull her up in preparation for her next move.

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Amano's vision blurred a moment. The ruthless shaking dizzied her mind and sight, the scenery around her blotched and blurred into fuzzy dots. A new and terrifying experience for the Demon as she was helpless within Michelle's clutches. And as the shaking finally stopped and Amano could at last make out the view in front of her she was greeted by a devious smirk and the eyes of a predator playing with their food. A sight that had the Demon shiver before she was lifted up high. "H-Hey!" It was a more panicked tone and higher pitch than she wanted, but she couldn't fight against the fear in her heart. And before she could protest further, gravity silenced her.

"Graaaouh!"

And she crashed right to the mat, the crowd gasping at the sight of the smaller fighter forced to endure such punishment. "A-Aah..." And Amano was left gasping, wide-eyed as the shock and pain overtook her. It... was nothing like the pain she was use to. Taking punches and kicks from her fellow lightweights in punch-outs was nothing compared to an outright bodyslam. And with Amano stunned, she put up little resistance as her body was forced back up. "A-Ah..." With the little footing she had, Amano tried to back away, to get at least some distance from her larger foe with the energy she had.

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Michelle chuckled at Amano's attempt at getting away, but she would not let her escape, not after her stunts earlier. Grabbing onto her body, Michelle would then hoist her up and put her right across her shoulders, putting her into a torture rack, where her body would be stretched, making the lightweight go through such excruciating pain. True to its name, the hold would be torturous indeed.

"I thought I could start out gentle with you, but since you're being such a nasty little imp, I ought to punish you first..."

Michelle would parade Amano's body around, stretching her body even further. She was planning to go for an erotic move next, but she wanted Amano to understand that she shouldn't mess with someone like Michelle. Sure, this little imp might be cute, but that didn't excuse being such a troublemaker, and Michelle wanted to punish her thoroughly.

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Getting distance meant little. Amano was too shaken from the bodyslam to move her feet any faster and Michelle clear knew, the dark expression on her face giving a brief but clear hint was what was to come. Amano couldn't even let out a gasp or complaint before she grabbed and forced up with surprising ease by Michelle, immediately forced to endure the harsh and titular torture of the torture rack.

"Aaaaaaaaaaah!"

And Amano's back was screaming just as loud as her voice. Already winded from the previous slam, there was little she did little to fight against the hold, only flailing her free arm and leg wildly as she shook her head, barely able to hide the pain. "No, no, noooooo!" A new and terrible experience washed over the demon. Force to endure both the intense pain of her back being bent in half, but being paraded and shown off the crowd for their amusement. She couldn't even tap from the pain, not in a hentai match, a fact Amano herself had used to torture and bully her fellow lightweights now being forced onto her. "Stop iiiit!" And all the demon could do was squirm. Squirm and hope the larger woman would be even somewhat merciful and drop her to end the pain, or that her flailing might be annoying enough to earn her release. "It huuuurts!"

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While the flailing was getting a tad annoying, Michelle actually enjoyed this feeling of superiority as she paraded Amano around in the torture rack, bending her back while parading her around in the ring. After a while, Michelle decided to do something lewd on the little demon as she would bring her hand that was holding Amano's lower half to her crotch so that she could start rubbing her sex.

"How about this? You could at least enjoy this one, no?"

Michelle teased her opponent as she would keep her in the torture rack while rubbing her crotch. At the very least, she had stopped applying pressure into the torture rack, with her shifting her effort to rubbing her sex instead. She wanted to see how Amano would react tot his as she would touch her pussy, hoping to get some reaction out of her.

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"Graaaaaah!" Her captor wasn't down displaying Amano yet, nor forcing her to endure the horrid torture rack. Even as she flailed and squirmed Michelle didn't let go. And all the while the Demon had to suffer as the crowd watched and ogled at her, giggling and snickering as the lightweight was paraded around the ring. But eventually, the intense pressure side and back died down. Michelle let up the hold a bit, either tired of Amano's flailing or finally about to drop her. And either option was preferable to the the previous torture.

"Aah-?!" But a new sensation came instead. "A-Aaaaooouh..."

Amano's body jointed at the sudden touch. Far from a gentle embrace, but Michelle started moving to the hentai portion of the match, rubbing her fingers along Amano's panties and forcing out pained moans. "Oooouuuh..." Amano's toes curled at the sensation, shaking her head to try and fight her body's reaction in futility. Even as her face tried to hide it, her body was getting off on the pleasure as her precum started dripping from her legs. "Nooooo..." She closed her eyes, trying to turn her head in a direction to not be seen, desperate to keep her moans as quiet as possible.