Iria Luna vs ????? - Golden infatuation

[MsIshtar]

Oh, she heard those two words. Many, many times. The usual swearing her opponent's dedicated her whenever they were being beaten under her. And the Golden Witch loved every time she heard them, moreover when it came from the lovely lips of someone so arrogant as Rose Gold. After all... the sound of her foe's anguished scream was like music to her ears, Iria's wicked smile broadened as she tortured the lightweight champion by twisting her fist buried deep within her belly, working on those toned muscles underneath. She could feel her crumble, she would make her shiver.

And shiver she did when Iria started teasing her slit, the Golden Witch felt Rose's pussy walls tightening against her finger as it slipped inside her, carefully moving it in seductive motions while exploring her femininity. Rose gasped in anticipation, she moaned in desire. Hearing her aroused squeals made Iria realize that her foe's body already surrendered to her touch, she only needed but to work on her mind now. And it'd begin as her crotch met Rose's, forcefully tribbing her.

Everything until now was according to Iria's plans since she bearhugged her, stimulating her while weakening her at the same time. The punch stunned Rose so she wouldn't be able to fight back, the fingering made her outfit tighten up more between her legs, which made each hump against her opponent more arousing. She wouldn't stop no matter how much her cute opponent begged her not. After all, Rose was right, completely so. Iria chose to trib hwe to satisfy her own desires, to satiate her own hunger as she dominated her foe into an orgasm, or at least that was the plan.

"Aaah~... Nnnh~" Moans left both womans lips Iria kept thrusting her hips against Rose in the trib, she could feel each contraction of her foe's puckered sex against her own, the way her lithe figure tensed up, there was no mistaking it... she was at her wits end, her body could break in a climax anytime now. Keep pleasuring her, just another push...

"Waah!" A cute yelp was heard all across the arena, from none other than Iria! Rose bucked her hips forward, unbalancing the blonde as she tumbled backwards to the mat! Iria grimaced, back against the floor as her thighs were spread...

"A-aaaaahn~" She moaned loudly, her fingers clawing at the canvas. The reason? Her own sex being mounted by Rose's, feeling her wet labia being pushed down dominantly, her ankles held as her own gorgeous body was in full display to her opponent from her downed position. From there, Rose could easily keep the trib going in her favor.

"Aah... n-noo... if you keep going... I'll..." Iria pleaded as she acted vulnerable, her cheeks brightly blushing. A ruse, perfectly acted.

Iria was clearly aroused, she could feel the dampness on her sex and her nipples hardening against her leotard. That said, she fully knew that Rose was at her limit. Her? This amounted to a little more than foreplay, Rose's first kiss was a lot more effective. And until just a moment ago she was in control, completely in charge. She only needed to make Rose believe she could win that game, giving her a taste of victory. Before she took everything away from her.

[SuckerPunch]

"Huff... Huff... Huff..." She braced herself over Iria as she panted. Her blood was still burning as it coursed through her young body. Her bottoms were practically ruined. And her nipples threatened to all but tear through her thin top. Her cheeks were as pink as the tips of her hair. And her heart was beating so impossibly fast.

A strange feeling of relief washed over her. Her primal spirit yearned for Iria to continue to top her. It yearned for Iria to force their pussies to kiss until her greedy little slit burst. Even after waking up, there was still a fog of lust that the Lightweight Champion had to battle through until she could truly be free from Iria's seductions. That's what it was wasn't it... She hated to admit it... But Iria had bewitched her. She'd seeded in her heart the need to be fucked by her. Under the auspices of a professional wrestling match... This was unforgiveable!

"Oh baby girl..." She paused to catch her breath. "Don't you worry. I'm going to fuck your eyes crossed!"

She looked down the line of the woman's body. She was trembling slightly. And her body was responding to their contact. She could feel how wet the other woman was. She wanted to pay her back for the humiliation she'd visited upon her. She wanted to break her in like a horse. Ride her sodden sex until she surrendered.

But it would have to wait...

She was confident that she was a thrust or two away from her own orgasm. The thought of drenching Iria in her cum was attractive. Until she considered what would follow. Weakened and defenseless, she'd be picked apart. Perhaps it was softhearted of her, but she needed to retreat. When push came to shove, Rose always chose caution over defeat. Tonight would be no different.

"Onee-chan. I want to experiment with your body!" She cooed as she gave the woman her best bedroom eyes. Given her heightened arousal, it was easy. "There's a new technique I've been dying to test on a sexy body just like yours!"

She moved quickly then. She'd need to act before Iria realized where this was going. She focused on one leg, spinning around it! Bending it inward and across her own waist. Then, she took hold of Iria's other leg and dropped to the canvas! She created a lever and fulcrum using Iria's ill-fated calf and thigh. A textbook Figure Four Leglock!

A legendary leg lock. However... Rose's variant brought with it a new twist! Her inside foot found itself pressed firmly against Iria's vulnerable cunt!

Electric Massage Figure Four Leg Lock

"I haven't named it yet. Do you like it?!"

Rose Gold threw herself back and bucked her hips! She applied pressure to Iria's ankle, as if trying to snap it in half! And at the same time, her heel drove itself ruthlessly into her crotch! She was splitting her down the middle while tearing apart her leg!

"Don't be shy beautiful...-" She strained with effort as she tortured her lovely opponent, fulfilling the violence portion of their agreement in the same way that Iria had fulfilled the sex. "-Let out that lovely voice."

[MsIshtar]

You might had broke free from me, but you're still mine -- Iria thought as she watched Rose's expression above her, her lithe body clearly at it's highest peak of arousal. While the Golden Witch was down, laid back in the canvas in a submissive position, she knew that she could turn the tables at any moment, she only needed a spark. And she fully intended to ignite it, stirring up Rose so she would continue the tribbing!

"Ahn~... noo... p-please... don't fuck me..." Iria meekly pleaded, her curvy figure shivering in anticipation for Rose's pussy to dominate her own, if only for a brief moment. Seeing Rose's aroused eyes while she spoke to her with a mellow tone made Iria gasp breathily, her thighs spreading a little more as she relaxed her sex under Rose's, giving her foe the perfect chance to trib her into submission! Although... she soon realized Rose had other plans in store for her.

"Tch..." Iria clicked her tongue in irritation, dropping her façade. Her opponent's intentions now clear as she changed her position while still holding her leg, she was going to put her in a hold! The Golden Witch tried to buckle up while kicking her opponent with her free leg... but it was too late! Iria found both of her legs trapped in a vicious figure four leglock!

"Ooh!! Aaaaahhh!!" Anguished screams left her lips as soon as Rose dropped down to the canvas, her calf and thigh burning in pain as they were being bent between the Lightweight Champion legs! Iria's back arched upwards, her head dropped back as she howled from the torture she was receiving! But that was just the beggining...

"Eeh?!" She yelped in surprise, something pressing against her covered crotch -- "Aah!!.... n-nooo~.... aaaaaaaahn~" Her screams stopped, giving way to moans of pleasure as Rose's heel spurred itself violently into her most intimate of places, her wet labia being forced to spread under her opponent's sole. She could feel herself pulsating in desire, slowly losing her mind in a barrage of pain and lust. Her body reacted to both, she liked the roughness.

"Geh?! AAAAAAAHN~~~!!!" Screams of pleasure echoed all accross the stage, Rose increased the pressure of the hold by twisting the blonde's ankles. Iria's fingers grasped the strands of hair of her bangs. Her figure shivered with each thrust, with each motion. Everyone in the crowd could hear her lewd voice coming out of her lips, sweat dripping off every pore of her skin. Getting wetter by each passing second as her dripping arousal coated her outfit and her foe's boot. This was bad.

Her hands firmly pressed against the canvas as she tried to drag both of them towards the ropes with the strength of her arms. She needed a rope break. She needed to escape. Least she wanted to lose her mind!

[SuckerPunch]

"Mmnn. That's it Onee-chan~ That's what I wanted to hear!" The words dripped from her lips like honey. Every one of Iria's pained twitches or erotic howls caused her inner walls to collapse. They yearned for Iria's attention. Destroying the beautiful witch was... Addictive.

"What do you think of the Gilded Cage? Hm? Too cliche?" She hummed condescendingly as she watched her opponent and lover endure the agony of desire.

Slowly, Iria was beginning to drag them towards the ropes. A steady, laborious journey. Her only companions were the dull ache of her calf as it bent and threatened to break, and the electric pulses of pleasure that Rose generated with her foot. In a more vicious match, Rose might have utilized this position to repeatedly deliver low blows to the vulnerable beauty.

But as much as she wanted to hurt her... She couldn't deny that she wanted to dominate her as a woman! The sight of her perfect body shivering. The look of anguish on her face as she pulled at her own hair. There was no way Rose Gold was willing to let her escape!

And so as Iria neared the ropes, Rose made a silky smooth transition. One indicative of her black belt background!

She sat up, controlling Iria's lower body! Then, she threw herself forward, pulling the other blonde under her!

Their legs remained entangled. But from this new angle, the figure four became something of a leg-spread! Her weight sat down upon Iria's left knee while one of her hands pressed down against her right. Not only was the leg spread humiliating, it also forced Iria to endure the sensation of her groin being pulled apart.

The boot that had buried itself in her sex was replaced by one of Rose's knees! The initial contact came with all of Rose's weight behind it. A jarring low blow that was meant to pacify the desperate woman. But in the wake of the brutality, Iria would find Rose's thigh gently caressing her wounded womanhood.

Rose loomed over her, her golden eyes taking in her squealing opponent. "Mmmm~ You're so wet Onee-chan. You have such a lewd body!"

Like a snake, she slithered up her body. Her lips kissing along Iria's belly. Her ribs. Her cleavage. Each of her kisses marking her with her obsidian lipstick. She posted up on one arm and looked down upon Iria as she delivered a proposition.

"Why don't you tap out hm? Submit. And I'll give you exactly what you want. I'll let you worship me in front of the world. I'll cum for you. Right-" She ran a hand along her cheek. "-On this pretty face!"

She didn't wait for Iria to answer. She was too hungry. The taunting. The humiliation. It was all foreplay to the Sinister Succubus. But she sought a meal. And so she lowered herself towards one of Iria's breasts. She grasped it roughly with her free hand and plunged her mouth down atop it.

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For now, she teased her through her attire. Circling her hardened nipple through the thin leotard. But everyone watching wondered how long Rose Gold would wait before she began undressing her meal!

[MsIshtar]

Iria's suggestive screams rasped against her throat. Her calf, thigh and ankle throbbed in pain from the sudden motions each time Rose applied more pressure on the leg lock, her lower body twitched as it was being tormented by her foe's boot, shoving it against her nether ruthlessly... yet despite that, she could feel herself being stirred up from it, droplets of sweat mixed with her own arousal trailed down her thighs and stained the canvas. Make it stop it. Make it continue. Such contrary thoughts clashed withing her as she was being dominated by Rose, both physically and sexually.

"Nnnngh!! Aaaahn~... Nnnh!" Iria unsuccessfully tried to stop her voice from going out for a moment, glaring at her smug opponent disdainfully as she provoked her... she wanted to get back at her so, so badly. But right now? She was only able to utter moans and whimpers, though they were sexy, they weren't much of a witty comeback.

Against all odds, the Golden Witch was still on the match, groaning in effort as she dragged herself and the lightweight champion across the ring, attempting to reach the ropes so she'd be released from this hold! They were there, Iria could see them with anguished squinted eyes... only a little further now...

"Aaah?!" She let out, Rose moving too quick for Iria to counter her as she transitioned the hold into a leg-spread! No... it wasn't her foe's nimbleness what was wrong, it was her own body responses... She felt her own body sluggish, her mind too intoxicated with lust. So it wasn't a surprise for the Golden Witch once Rose firmly pinned her legs under her weight, trapping them so she couldn't escape!

"Gods..." She muttered under her breath, the tight fabric of her leotard tensing up against her crotch, which accentuated how wet she was, barely an inch away of showing her shame to the world... her thighs throbbed painfully as her legs fully spread under the hold, leaving them completely numb. Iria was defenseless and vulnerable to anything Rose might do... Her eyes widened, knowing what was coming for her.

"Don't you dare!!" She barked at her foe, just a moment before her foe's knee viciously struck her barely covered slit -- "Oooff!! Gah!" Pulses of pain coursed her figure as the blonde contorted and bucked wildly beneath Rose. Seething in anger as she heard her opponent's proposal, only met with a scoffing chuckle.

"Mmmh... Not sure about the rest but... Aaahn~.... You'll definitely cum for me... Nnnh~... I'll make sure of that..." Iria replied back defiantly. Well, as defiantly as you could sound with one knee pressed against your pussy and being firmly trapped beneath someone else. In that moment, her own battered pussy was stimulated by the same knee that struck her, eliciting Iria to mewl lasciviously, her voice getting louder as Rose began kissing her downed figure, being claimed as her lovely foe's property as her pitch-black lipstick marks glistened on the Golden Witch's smooth skin.

Not much defiance was left on her as Rose caressed her cheek, much less so once her breast was taken, the fingers of her opponent deeply burying themselves in the soft flesh as she firmly squeezed... Iria cooed softly from the feeling, but that was nothing compared when she felt Rose's mouth envelop her hardened nipple, her lips and tongue lightly brushing through the slim clothe of her attire that separated them.

"Ooh...Nnnh~ ... Aaahn..." Being left a total moaning mess under her foe's expert touch, Iria felt her body melting as she felt an orgasm building within herself. She focused, as she had to keep it in check... that said, she couldn't help it. She started considering what would happen if she lost the match. What it would entail.

Her cheeks blushed brightly at the thought of being forced to worship Rose as she came on her pretty features, and... She didn't hate it. This was baaaad, really bad! Why was she so turned on?!

[SuckerPunch]

Their bodies were intertwined in elegant dance of dominance. There was little that separated their bodies. The white of Iria's leotard blended into the black of Rose Gold's two piece attire. The perfect skin of their young bodies melted together thoroughly. It looked as though it would take the jaws of life to pull them apart.

Rose's was indulgent in Iria's body. She worked Iria's body like a cat with a mouse. It was a playful predation. One that pretended to offer release, only to bat her further down the hall of arousal.

She pressed her weight down upon her already spread thighs, forcing burning agony to sear through her muscles. To expose her more and make her more susceptible to pleasure. Her own thigh pressed against Iria's flower, spreading her petals pleasantly. Her hips worked in slow, practiced motions. Caressing her through the white of her attire that had gone dark with lust. She paid special attention at the height of her thrusts. To show extra attention on both the up and down swings to the throbbing nub at the top of her womanhood. To make her twitch and writhe and gasp.

Finally, Rose's mouth had secured her foe's breast within her mouth. Her eyes fell closed and she hummed against it with satisfaction. Her breasts were perfect. Even the barrier of her attire couldn't sully the supple, succulent meal she held between her lips. She suckled lewdly upon them, smearing her lipstick upon the porcelain white cups that supported her firm, perky orbs. She made sure that Iria could hear her as she moaned and slurped upon her body. Amorous and eager and most importantly... In control.

She rolled her head to the side, just slightly. Just enough so that she could look upon Iria's face. So she could drink in the radiant blush of her cheeks. She knew that face well. She was confident that the woman was too enamored with sensation to pay her any mind... That wouldn't do.

The hand that had clutched Iria's breast moved lower now. It took hold of Iria's Leotard, balling it up inside her tiny fist. And then, she gave it a pull. Rough enough to shock, but gentle enough to tease. She pulled the slight cloth into slighter line. A line that ran between her lower lips and allowed the sensitive flesh to kiss the bare flesh of the bare thigh that rubbed against her.

"Of course I'll cum for you. O-Nee-Chan!" She emphasized the syllables of the final word by pulling upon her bunched up leotard and sawing it against her sensitive slit.

"Mmm. I can see it in your face." She spoke, her lips teasing against Iria's breast with every word. Her thigh continued to tease her sex. Her hand continued to work her attire. "I excite you, don't I? There's no one more important in the world to you right now!"

"You can't wait to turn this around. You want to make me scream. You want to hear me moan. You want to taste me!" She shuddered. "You want to make my little pussy all yours!" She bit her lip. The thought brought on a fresh flood of excitement!

"You." She took Iria's covered nipple between her teeth and gave it a teasing bite. "Want." She pulled her leotard up. Fully and unquestionably exposing her. "Me!" She pressed herself once more against Iria. Her hips working as she forced Iria to trib against her thigh!

She attended to her fully and zealously in the wake of her accusation. She treated to Iria as if she were her wife and this twisted dance was their consummations. Iria could deny it... But Rose had felt it from the moment they had sealed the match with a kiss. There was a special attraction between these two predators... A dark seduction. They both hungered for one another. To hurt. To please. To fuck.

[MsIshtar]

Iria felt like things had been spiraling out of control since Rose took over and skillfully trapped her in the leglock, painfully twisting her legs with her own, spreading them apart so much so that her folds barely coveted within her drenched outfit quivered under the supple skin of Rose's thigh. Her thighs hurt... BURNED, and yet it felt good. Stray thoughs fumbled onto the blonde's addled mind whilst her vixen fellow blonde's lips graced her stiffened nipple through the white, tight fabric of her leotard, each lap, each motion was making Iria crazy, more putty in her foe's grasp, her struggles fading away due to the strong pleasure coursing her whole being. This was terribly vexing and infuriating for her, not at all what she intended for the crowd to see when she challenged Rose.

Amidst sultry hums and lewd sounding slurps from her opponent as she feasted on her large and creamy tits, Iria's agonized and sensual shrieks filled up the entirety of the the arena as the crowd watched, enthralled by the charming display that LAW'S lightweight champion was putting on at the expense of the golden witch! "Hyyyuuh~!... Nngnh~!" The european girl grimaced, her face all red as she felt Rose's arm dig into her outfit and grab a fistful of the fabric within, yanking it upwards until the tight fabric roughly plunged itself into the plump folds of her soaked pussy.

Iria's frame quivered from the motion and jolted upwards, feeling her outfit dig and clasp itself into her slit as she did her best to silence her voice, her lips curling downwards in an angry scowl as she glared at Rose while she looked up at her while teasing her with her cloth. Her words seemed taunting, impish and with each word she made sure to torment Iria by tugging her leotard whilst her thigh kept rubbing it against Iria's lower lips almost in a tender, vicious kiss. And yet her rival and tormentor wouldn't stop talking... wouldn't stop enticing her as she felt the vibration of her foe's lovely lips against her sensitive breasts with each word.

And then as her opponent nibbled her nipple mischievously and gave yet another pull to her disheveled outfit, Iria let out a loud, shameful yelp unbecoming for a champion from Europe like herself. Exposing for everyone just how much she was enjoying this... and she hated that. SHE, IRIA, was meant to be the orchestrator of this lewd, brutal opera, the GAL Rose had to let everyone hear her lust induced moans and not oblige with her already predetermined role on this fight! She wouldn't take this! Yet the blonde's lucious and sweaty body didn't obey her commands, having been mesmerized by Rose's obscene moves! Any other girl might have surrendered here and there to Rose's temptations but Iria was about to proof she was not just anyone.

Iria's eye twitched and opened wide as she felt her mouth flare up with pain as she purposely bit her own lip so the pain would numb the pleasure, yet not enough to bloody it. And then, inmediately as a jolt of lightning, one of her toned arms would lash out forward, trying to seize her foe's slender neck as she continued attending her tits! Her fingers would grip and ensnare her throat viciously, her anger all but apparent as her digits would roughly dig themselves against Rose's windpipe. Fully choking her as the blonde would let out a soft laugh, almost maniac from the pain and full unadultered pleasure still washing away at her sexy figure -- her purple eyes amusingly gleamed at her trapped foe. "Kukuku... Oh, Rose... my little darling..." Iria said in an unaudible whisper, breathless from all her screams winded out of her lungs. "You're so full of yourself" Her eyes turned cold as if to chastisize the familiarity which Rose had treated her, her hand more harshly constricting Rose's neck... And provided Rose would do nothing else to stop her, Iria would swivel her upper body with all her strength in and attempt to quickly drive herself to the side using her own weight, carrying herself and her foe while her claws were still gripping Rose's neck... attempting to slam her down on the mats with an impromptu chokeslam from their position oh so close to the ground!

[SuckerPunch]

The Venomous Vixen could feel Iria's resistance fading. Her sensual seduction had already seeped into her... Entered her bloodstream. And was being pumped into her brain with every thrust of her hips or caress of her lips. She could deny it with her words... But her lovely, slender body was honest. It told the truth with the gooseflesh that shivered down Iria's sweat-sheened skin. The tightness of her nipple between the Champion's teeth. And the sweet-tasting trail of need that her sex left after every succulent kiss it had been forced to place against Rose Gold's thigh!

And eventually, she broke. A sound of irrefutable desire came from her lips that was more satisfying than a chorus of angels. A sound that drew Rose Gold's mouth away from her breast. So that her lips could curl into a satisfied, arrogant grin. Her wet pink tongue slid over her painted black lips as if she could taste the witch's delectable moan.

"Oh?! Oh, what was that? Are you ready to give yourself to me? Do you want me that much, Iria-chan!?" Much like Iria, she pulled her lower lip between her teeth. But while Iria was biting to overwhelm pleasure with pain, Rose Gold was giving into it. Allowing herself to wallow in the erotic joy of dominating her prey. She let out a moan of her own as her eyes gazed into Iria's with hungry seduction! She wanted her. She wanted to eat her up! To drink her so deeply that the larger blonde would lose her mind and scream her name! The thought made everything below Rose Gold's flat belly tighten with desire!

"Yes!" She gripped the woman's leotard tighter, flossing her beautiful lower lips with a sharp jerk! "Let me hear more of your secret voice!" Every muscle in her body tensed with anticipation! The moment before the kill! She couldn't wait to sink her tongue in! "Give in to me! Iria-chan! Give in to m-HRK~!"

She froze suddenly. She'd gotten so lost in the feeling of Iria's warm, wet body against her that she hadn't noticed her begin to move. Her lust and desire to dominate had pulled her out of reality and into a fantasy! But Iria's iron grip on her throat sent her crashing back to reality as she gasped and choked! Her throat ached and her lungs burned! Her eyes widened with reflexive tears as she found herself shocked and unable to breathe! Her hands released Iria's attire as they grasped at the hand at her throat instead!

Iria was larger and more powerful... And that became immediately obvious as, even from this disadvantaged position; she slammed the back of Rose Gold's head against the canvas in an improvised choke slam!

Her body jerked and her eyes rolled! Her hands fell away from Iria's grip, falling flat against the canvas! The impact seemed to have knocked her out as her mouth hung open, gasping and drooling.

She'd underestimated her prey. And now her mind was filled with little more than a cold ringing as her eyes, open though they may have been, were unable to focus.