Kiss of Death: Freia Kagami Vs Toshimi Minami

[Bare]

Minami was practically frantic right now, gasping out in pleasure and shivering in delight from what Freia was doing, she was a professional sex worker after all, and as prudish as Minami could be not even she could resist her opponent's sensual grasp for long. In fact she was all but wrapped around the woman's finger by this point, she tried mind you, tried to hold out against Freia.. but it was getting harder and harder with every passing moment.

Leaning back against the corner as she felt Freia slide down her body the warmth of the wolf's breath against her groin quickly sent a shiver down Minami's spine as her breath hitched, her attire moved out of the way, exposing her most private area to the world. "Freia!" Minami gasped out sharply, but otherwise she did nothing else but shudder in anticipation and start to leak more, unable to contain herself, her body feeling as if it was paralyzed, unable to do anything but react in the most carnal way possible!

[BlackAkuma]

Minami could’ve done so many things to escape this. She could’ve clamped those strong legs around Freia’s head and caught her with a tight headscissor. Pulled her up and dragged her into anything from her Rolodex of submission moves. Could’ve just punched her square in the face. Simple, clean answers that would’ve forced her off and kept the match going.

But those options weren’t open to her. Minami’s body was a prison, and Freia held the key. She wouldn’t be going anywhere or doing anything without her say so, and right now, she was precisely where the Death Beyond Perfection wanted her - on her back, panting, anticipating, on the verge of erotic-driven madness.

”That’s it. Say my name.” She leaned down and gave Minami a lick along her slit. ”I’ll make you a deal, Minami-chan.” Another lick. Longer, this time. ”Stay down after this, and I’ll take you home.” Longer still. Building up the moment. ”I’ll give you everything you want. Everything you never knew you wanted.”

The anticipation was too much for her to take, as well - as soon as those words escaped, she dove in and plundered Minami’s depth, furiously dragging her over the edge. Her tongue, lips, even teeth went to work, exploring every inch they could find, sucking at her folds, forcing pleasure into her at a reckless pace, all while her hands reached around and her fingers dug deep into her opponent’s flesh.

Hers. All hers.

[Bare]

Minami had never experienced pleasure of this magnitude and quality before.. no calling it pleasure wasn't enough, even bliss didn't seem fitting enough for what she was feeling at the moment.. no euphoria was the only word that Minami could think of to describe what she was feeling.

Stimulation so great that Minami just couldn't contain herself, she wanted more, she wanted Freia to continue her work, too the point that she was willing to take whatever hell she had too if it meant getting a complete fulfillment from the woman.

Hell even the match and its results were fading from her mind, leaving her in a dazed, confused state, desperate for Freia's tongue. "Freia... Freia... please!" Minami begged out breathlessly, her chest heaving in and out, especially as that especially long lick dragged across her privates before she continued, letting out her offer as she did so.

Clenching her fists Minami would not answer it, admittedly too busy breathing in and out, moaning hotly and loudly, unable to answer, let alone think as she just... gave in, not even trying to fight anymore as soon she hit her limit! "Nghhhhhhahhhhhh fuckkkkk Freiaaaaaaa!" Minami cried out loudly as she climaxed into Freia's mouth!

[BlackAkuma]

And there she goes. Another satisfied customer.

Despite the dozens, maybe hundreds, of women that Freia had done similar things to, she had to say, watching Minami blow was one of the most impressive sights she could’ve witnessed. It was just the noises she made or the way her body jolted around, oh no - that was great, all of it, but what really worked was just knowing who this was, the pedigree she held. The Venus of Submissions, Wrestle Angel’s pride and joy, reducing to a mewling, moaning mess on the canvas, all at Freia’s skilled hands. Or tongue, if you wanted to be pedantic about it.

It was perfect, and Freia wasn’t even bothered that her proposition hadn't gotten a real answer. Minami’s response told her all she needed to know.

She lapped away at her opponent’s soaking pussy, enjoying the taste for a few moments, before she finally pulled up and brought her lips to Minami’s. A quick kiss, a peck, just enough to share the taste and wake her up.

”Good girl.” Freia licked her lips, stood up, and backed away from the corner, allowing the referee to move in and start up the count. Curious, she made her way to the center of the ring and looked on, waiting to see if Minami would be able to rise for the ten-count. If she would even try. Her hungry gaze never left her foe’s eyes, locked on, showing she was more than willing to move back in and make her explode again if need be. As many times as it took.

[Bare]

Minami was panting exhaustively after being made to climax the way she had by an expert such as Freia, hardly able to think, let alone react. That is until Freia's lips pressed against her own, enlightening Minami to what she herself tasted like before pulling away, but in doing so it was as if smelling salts had been waved in front of the Venus of Submissions.

Waking up slightly and looking around she was vaguely aware of the referee's count which had already climbed up to four and slowly but surely she pulled herself up, grabbing the ropes as she did so and using them to aid her as she pull herself into a standing position, just barely managing to avoid the ten count by the time she had. Looking over and meeting Freia's eyes... the Wolf would see not the fiery determination that Minami had entered this match with, but the lustful submission of someone who desperately wanted more and didn't care what it costed her.

That was why slowly but surely Minami would take step after agonizing step towards Freia until the two were just in front of each other. However before Freia could attack or do anything else... Minami would drop down onto her knees before the woman, lowering her head down while pressing her palms against the mat, prostrating herself before Freia and gently leaning forward to press her lips against Freia's boots, submitting herself before the woman as the ref once again began the ten count, viewing this as Minami being down.

[BlackAkuma]

Freia looked on from the other side of the ring with a keen, unwavering eye, as the Venus of Submissions tried to deal with her sex-stupor. While there was no way this was her first time getting eaten out, she doubted the woman had ever had it this good before. There was sex, and then there was sex with Freia Kagami, the latter of which could take a serious toll on one’s body, especially after multiple orgasms. Could she stand up after all of that? Would she even try?

Yes and yes. Sort of.

Minami made her way up, but it was hard to define the fuckdrunk shambling she did as ‘standing’. She was wibbling this way, wobbling the other, so out of it that Freia didn’t bother coming out of the corner to restart the match. There was no threat. The fiery furnace in her eyes was out, replacing with a lustful longing, an addict’s withering stare. Freia stuck a hand out and curled her finger, beckoning Minami on, and the beauty came her way as if the two of them were magnetized. Nothing could’ve stopped her.

Down she went, this time of her own volition, and Freia’s smile grew a couple of inches as the pride of Wrestle Angels brought her tongue out and went at shoes, kissing them like the perfect pet. She said nothing. She didn’t need to. All she did was watch as the audience’s boos reached a crescendo, as their heroine gave into her desires and prostrated herself. The count was a complete formality. The referee could’ve counted to a hundred.

But ten would do it. The bell rang once that was done, but Freia didn’t even acknowledge it, keeping Minami in her view. She cant her head to the side, then reached down and took the woman’s face in her hands, pulling her up with a gentle, but unwavering grip, making her stand until the two of them were face-to-face. She brought their bodies together as she leaned against the turnbuckle and kept her gaze locked. No one else in the world existed.

”Who owns you, Minami-chan?” She brought her lips closer, just enough for the heat of her breath to slip out and into Minami’s. ”Say my name.”

[Bare]

It was over.

The match, Minami as a lone wolf, her dignity after today, all of it. Freia had managed to disassemble and pick apart Minami both technically and sexually with such finesse and cerebral skill that Minami in any other circumstance would have been impressed, and perhaps that was part of what had her so allured to Freia.

Not only was she beautiful, intelligent and driven, but she had a similar appreciation for skill and technical ability that Minami did, just a vastly different way about to how to implement it during a match. Truly impressive and ultimate it was what won out today as Minami just laid there, prostrate at Freia's feet, awaiting the ten count to be done for Freia to decide what to do with her.

Feeling her face grabbed Minami would sit up and slowly but surely be made to return to her feet before getting pulled into Freia's oh so warm body, their faces a hair length away with Minami still being so exhausted that she was practically dependent on Freia to remain upright.

Hearing the dominating question from her conqueror Minami would only give a soft nod in understanding. "You do.. Freia-Sama." Minami breathed out and if Freia would allow it then she would lean forward to show her commitment with a kiss on the lips, but not in a way that sought to dominate, rather simply engaging and allowing Freia the choice of whether she continued it further or broke away, as subservient someone kissing could be.

[BlackAkuma]

‘Freia-sama’

Oh, fuck. Freia liked that—a lot.

It took no small amount of self-control to keep from shivering, as Minami said it, speaking in a voice that overflowed with lust and wanting. This shouldn’t have been anything new to her, she’d similarly bested countless women. But she couldn't recall a victory that felt so satisfying. The Venus of Submissions wasn’t just defeated, she was mastered, tamed, and broken, a prize that she could claim and do with as she wished. She had so many ideas, too. So many wonderful ideas.

Freia allowed the kiss and even gave back a little, pressing into Minami’s lips and enjoying her taste for a golden moment. It was tempting to give her so much more, but she fought the desire just to take her, right here and now. While it wouldn’t have been the first time she’d fucked in a wrestling ring, there was no need when she had an excellent bed back home.

After a long moment, she finally pulled away and took Minami by the hand. She didn’t say a word - she didn’t need to. With a soft, knowing smile, she led her lover out of the ring, up the ramp, and through the curtains, utterly unfazed by the wave of hate pouring around them. She cared about the crowd even less than usual, today.

Toshimi Minami was hers. All hers.