Carnal Cage Clash

[LawHell]

Clara "The Shrouded" Vs Aleah Esfandiar - The Sleeping Empress
Match Type: Oil Tribbing Cage Match
Match Win Condition: Verbal submission.
Match Unique Rule: Hentai style
Location: Private Area.
Ring type:Oil Mats with aphrodisiac oil.

Aleah grinned as she stepped out of the shower in the locker room, contemplating the new style of match she had lined up. She had a confident feeling she would dominate, just like in any other style of hentai match she had participated in so far in LAW. Reviewing her opponent's profile only bolstered her confidence, as she believed she would easily triumph in this match too.

"Well, this is going nicely and easily. I also get a new plaything. Hmm, now what to wear?" she mused aloud, considering her outfit options. As her nails dried with the red nail polish that had a metallic black shine, she noticed something still wrapped up and new in her suitcase. With a grin, she pulled out the sealed package.

"Oh, this will do nicely, I think," she commented to herself, eagerly tearing open the package. She then slipped into the extremely tight and small micro bikini, examining herself in the mirror with satisfaction before giving her own ass a playful spank.

"Yes, I'll have this young lady drooling all over my feet," she laughed, slipping on her foot guards and MMA-style gloves out of habit. Just then, there was a knock on the door, prompting her to leave the room without a robe, confident that her assets would bounce with each step. She made her way to the cage, illuminated by a bright light, with people watching from the shadows, placing bets.

Now, she would have to wait for her opponent to arrive, with the official standing next to her, keeping her at bay.

[FreshBritishSalmon]

In her time so far in LAW, Clara had been placed in a decently wide spectrum of matches. Apartment fights and lewd fights of various kinds, as wekk as practise matches and dark matches. But when she was called upon to compete in a combination of two matches she had never done before, butterflies began forming in her stomach.

She was used to competing against women bigger than her, in fact all of her matches were against women who had at least somewhat of a size advantage, but her record wasnt exactly stellar, a 25% win rate was not particularly good. Perhaps thats why the higher ups thought a change of pavce would work. Or in this case, a change of position.

As Clara reached the changing rooms and started to change into her frilly bikini, which she was told would have to be discarded before entering the cage, where she would fight, her mind turned to one specufic word, tribbing. She had engaged in this in her matches before, and she was pretty tolerant of it, but she had never engaged in a match cinsisting mostly of it. And she had never endured the power of aphrodisiac either, so this would be new to her.

Clara

When she was ready, she headed out to the cage and met her opponent, who looked very nice. 'Hello miss. My name is Clara, nice to meet you." She said with a slight blush, knowing soon, her bare pussy and her opponents would be locked in combat.

[LawHell]

Aleah’s gaze lingered on Clara as she approached the cage, her expression warm and welcoming—though her eyes held a glint of something far more predatory. She wasn’t entirely sure why she’d been asked for this match, but wrestling was wrestling, and Aleah loved a challenge, especially when it came with a promise of play.

“Well, well, Clara,” Aleah purred, taking a moment to let her gaze travel slowly over Clara’s figure. “You look absolutely delightful. I’m Empress Aleah Esfandiar, and I do believe we’re going to have a very… memorable match.”

Her smile was pleasant but held a hint of mischief as she stepped back, resting her gloved hands confidently on her hips. Her eyes sparkled with amusement as she tilted her head, her voice low and inviting. “Now, why don’t you be a sweetheart and undress me?” She leaned in a little closer, her voice just above a whisper, yet laced with command. “After all, it’s only fair I return the favor.”

[FreshBritishSalmon]

The aura that Aleah was giving off was curious to Clara. She had a knack for figuring out whether someone was friend or foe, but first impressions initially failed her. As she walked into the cage with Aleah, putting her feet into the oil with her and hearing the cage door lock behind them, she gave her opponent a look too. She was certainly a good figure, but she had fought women bigger than her before, so she was confident of her chances. However, this style was entirely new to her.

"Good to meet you Miss Aleah" Clara said formally, though she did not like tge idea of using the word Empress without proof they were actually worthy of such a title. "Yeah, this match is certainly going to be a different one, isn't it?" She said with a nod.

When Aleah offered to undress her so they could start the bout, Clara nodded, moving up to her and taking a hold of the clasps of Aleah's bikini, before removing it, before then taking hold of her bottoms and liberating her pussy from her clothing. She expected Aleah to remove her own as well, due to the stipulations of this bout.

[LawHell]

Aleah grinned as she raised her arms, striking a confident pose that accentuated her curves. She allowed Clara to remove her clothing, giving her a knowing smile, before quickly shifting her weight and tripping Clara, sending her tumbling into the slick oil.

With fluid motion, Aleah rolled Clara onto her stomach and settled herself onto the woman’s back. She ran her gloved hands slowly over Clara’s body, massaging the oil into her legs and hips. Her feet gently squeezed Clara’s breasts as she continued, deliberately stripping her opponent while making sure to put on a captivating show for the fans.

"I hope you don’t mind, Clara," Aleah purred, her voice low and teasing as she worked the oil into Clara’s body. "I just can't resist admiring such a beautiful figure." She gave a playful glance to the crowd, her movements precise and sensual, keeping them all enraptured.