Vera Sapphire v. Eleanor Gray - Hentai Ironwoman Match (Apex Qualifier)

[FreestylePoet]

Hentai Ironwoman Match
Victory by winning more falls than the opponent in 20 minutes. Falls may be won through submission or orgasm only. Standard rules apply otherwise.
Apex Qualifier Match: Upon completion of this match, a panel of judges will decide if the match will count towards each participant's required Apex Qualifier matches.

Eleanor strolled through the entrance ramp, hands in her pockets as she wondered just how the hell she found herself here. She wasn't even one much for the idol scene, but by virtue of living in the Bay Area for so long, she'd learned a bit through osmosis. More than that, her decade in the wrestling industry meant she'd heard of everybody at least once, and that included a J-pop idol who moonlit as a softcore wrestler. And of course, the Okulova name and its storied reputation were more than familiar to her.

All of that and a quick trip to Google gave her enough familiarity with Vera Sapphire to know just how interesting tonight was gonna be. After all, it wasn't every day that a former mayor could sexfight an idol and not be the biggest occasion of the evening.

The absurdity of the situation almost let Eleanor forget that she was embarking on a quest towards LAW's Openweight Championship.

Eleanor Gray

Her title ambitions weren't as deep as most others. She'd held her fair share of titles in her day. Most were mid-card, but they gave Eleanor her fifteen minutes of fame. Nowadays, she was more interested in pumping her fingers into a pretty girl's snatch than in pumping a near-lethal dose of adrenaline through her veins; the spotlight just didn't have the same appeal to her anymore.

Still, she supposed that this whole Apex thing would buy her a one-way ticket to even more fun than was typically available at LAW; stakes made everything more fun, even if they weren't taken seriously. After her experiences with a handful of young firebrands, Eleanor was actually rather excited for the chance to square off with one of her contemporaries. If throwing her lot into the biggest event in LAW history was the price, well, she could deal with that, couldn't she?

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”Hmmmm…”, Vera sat, with a puzzled expression in her locker room, wearing her attire, rechecking her opponent’s profile again and again, still finding the situation weird.

If 10 years ago she could tell her 19 year old self that she would have a successful career as an idol, have fun as an apartment wrestler, become a pro wrestler…and fight a former American politician in a match where the aim was to pleasure one another to orgasm as much as possible, she would’ve probably believed that her future self was on drugs.

She only now had an epiphany about how wild her life has been to this point. But, despite a few setbacks, she didn’t want to change a thing about it. She had a loving, growing fanbase, and had immense fun as a pro wrestler. And she wanted to keep improving and getting higher no matter what!

The Russian blunette would make her way to the ring a little while later as her song played and she danced enthusiastically on her way to the ring. She sent air kisses to the fans and her cute foe before she entered the ring, pushing forward her chest and sticking up her rear as her song quieted down, and both women got ready for the match:

”Ready for the best 20 minutes of your life?”, Vera would ask her rival in a taunting manner…

[FreestylePoet]

When Vera stepped out onto the entrance ramp, Eleanor couldn't help but gulp. Part of that was her very understandable gay panic -- a feeling that Eleanor had never really felt it useful to abandon. A sunny disposition, awesome hair, a stunning rack, curves in all the right places: Vera had it all. The other reason was because Vera also seemed to have all the advantages, by the looks of it. Size, reach, and muscles for days. Eleanor was gonna have to pull out every trick in her decade-old book to get through this one.

Another thing that drew an interested eyebrow was Vera's countenance. While the wisdom of years wasn't lost on her, it was clear as day that Vera was a performer through and through. Somehow she was mature in the way she played the audience; even if her flitting and flirting was all "early-20s-idol", her body language had a confidence more appropriate for her years.

Eleanor smiled politely as her opponent took position across from her. The former mayor hummed amusedly at Vera's taunt. "Something tells me I've been 'ready' for them my entire life." She shot a sly wink to her opponent. "Guess it just took me 'til meeting you to realize it." With that flirt out of the way, she raised her arms and got into a fighting stance.

DING DING!

[Vc0m]

The Russian took a good look at her opponent. There was a lot that she liked about Eleanor from looks alone. She was definitely mature, but she carried with herself an adorable mix of tomboyishness, peppered with just enough femininity for her to find adorable. The serious look in her rival’s eyes did showcase that she was indeed someone who worked in a profession that carried itself with dignity…

Vera couldn’t help buy giggle at Eleanor’s comment. Even though both women were absolutely leaving the ring naked in 20 minutes, they would definitely have a lot of fun pleasuring each other…

”So happy you are ready…ready to leave so horny, you’ll be begging for more later…”, she commented, licking her lips as she got ready for the match.

DING DING DING!

With the battle on, and the clock ticking, Vera would carefully approach her rival to the middle of the ring, raising her hand up to challenge her rival to a test of strength!

[FreestylePoet]

Almost immediately, the heat had been turned up between them. These were two women who knew their way around a ring -- and around each other's bodies. Eleanor was ready for something more than just a playful romp between the sheets, and by the looks of it, so was Vera.

Finally, the bell rang. Seeing her opponent go into the standard test-of-strength position, Eleanor was practically obligated to accept. Still, she'd have to be careful. Eleanor knew how to fight in these spots, but Vera was well bigger than her. She sidled up and locked hands with Vera, starting to flex and push against her.

The pleasantries were over, but the pleasure was just beginning.

[Vc0m]

Vera smirked as she tried to push against Eleanor. Part of her wanted to wrestle her down as quickly as possible, to move towards sexy times with her rival…but she knew that that would be risky, as she would open herself up to be pleasured by the former politician just as much!

For now, she tried to overpower the slimmer woman, trying to either force her to bend to the floor to pin her arms to the canvas…or wrestle her to the ropes to prove her superiority in strength early on!

[FreestylePoet]

Physics weren't in her favor here. Eleanor had a lot more packed into her wiry form than some might think, but against a beast of a woman from the Russian Winter? It wouldn't be enough. Technique would have to be her way out.

Eleanor skidded across the mat, pushing back with clenched teeth and rippling arms. She let Vera push her back... slowly... surely... then, she'd pounce! Or, more accurately, she'd fall back! Eleanor leaned back and let her feet go, collapsing into a pratfall! The hope was to "pull the chair" out from underneath Vera! As soon as her back hit the canvas, Eleanor would kick her feet up, planting them in Vera's midsection, and using the larger woman's momentum to send her flying overhead!

[Vc0m]

With the Test of Strength starting for both women to measure their strength against one another, Vera would at first be succeeding, bending Eleanor to her will…right up until the ex-politician showcased her smarts! She dropped to the floor, hitting her back hard against the canvas, as she planted her feet against Vera’s stomach, using the momentum of her fall to throw the bigger woman over herself!

”AAAAAH!!!”

Vera screamed as she hit the canvas on her back, trying to get back up to her feet as quickly as possible, before Eleanor struck!

[FreestylePoet]

The bigger they are, the harder they fall. That was the only principle that had kept Eleanor alive through countless physical mismatches, and it was the only reason she dared accept Vera's test of strength. Felt pretty good to fling that girl a few feet across the mat, but the job wasn't done.

As Vera made to rise, Eleanor quickly lunged over and fell upon her, hoping to straddle the back of her hips and keep her down. If she managed to wrangle her foe, then she would reach around with one arm, locking it beneath Vera's chin, and bend up! The result: a combination dragon sleeper and camel clutch, or as she called it? The San Franciscan Necktie!

San Franciscan Necktie

"Shh..." she urged her opponent as she locked the hold in. But she wouldn't crank it too hard. Just enough to pacify Vera while her other arm floated up the tight little leotard Vera was wearing. Eleanor rested her palm on the fabric and started to work over Vera's breast, fondling the heavy, lovely thing in her free hand.

[Vc0m]

Vera groaned after the bad landing courtesy of the monkey flip, not aware that her troubles were just starting. Eleanor was quickly onto her, planting her hips on the blunette’s back, before she grabbed at her head and pulling it back for a Dragon Sleeper and Camel Clutch combo!

”MMMmmmggh!!!”, Vera struggled in the hold, feeling her back pulled into a C, while barely able to sleep…but on top of that, Eleanor added even more fuel to the fire, slipping her hand into Vera’s leotard and massaging her breast!

”MMMMMmmm…”

Although she enjoyed her rival’s touch, the pain far outweighed the pleasure…and so the Russian got to work escaping, pulling her knees towards her torso. From there, she tried to press her feet into the ground to try and stand up, with Eleanor in tow if she kept her hold on, before falling onto her back, trying to sandwich the former politician between her body and the canvas!