"Lust Conquers All' - Irisa Kato vs Emma Ozawa - 'I Quit' Hentai Match

[BuckleBuster]

Match Type: 'I Quit" Hentai Match
Victory Condition: A win can only be achieved by making your opponent say "I quit" using a hentai move.

A booming laughter echoed in the locker room of the arena as Irisa read over the details for tonight's matchup once again. It almost seemed like those in charge were handing her easy prey on a silver platter. Her last opponent hadn't necessarily been a cakewalk, but Irisa had effectively womanhandled her nonetheless. But this, well this was just pathetic. Not only was her opponent in an a lower weight class, thus giving a nearly 50 pound and half-a-foot advantage to Irisa, but the girl could barely even be called a fighter! Yes this was a hentai bout, but one that still required strength in order to defend one's dignity! Either this girl was immensely brave, or immensely stupid. Either way, Irisa was going to have a pleasant evening sucking this girl dry.

She brushed past the stagehand that came to get her, making her way directly to the entrance of the stage. With her chin loftily held up , Irisa made a smooth decent down the ramps, basking in the equal amount of cheers and hoots that were thrown her way. There was no doubt that some in the audience were infatuated with her ability to break her opponents, depriving them of both the will and the ability to resist her clutches. But others found her conceited and haughty nature too pretentious for a woman only entering her second match, even if her skills did warrant such an attitude. But she hadn't entered this arena for their approval, oh no, what happened in that ring was purely for her own self satisfaction.

Theme

Irisa Kato

Still, she wasn't going to deny herself the opportunity to be admired, and so she stopped briefly before the ring to run her fingers down the course of her toned body, tracing the outlines of her voluptuous breasts and curves as she displayed her innate superiority for all to see. It didn't take long for the hollering to decent into perverted vulgarities and chanting, but Irisa took it all as evidence of her sensual divinity. Before she made her way to the ringsteps, she made sure to swing by the announcers table, snapping a microphone away from them and taking it with her into the ring.

She unbuckled two straps affixed to her shoulders, letting loose her entrance gown and dismissing it as it draped neatly onto the floor below. Her arms shot upwards, not a word to be said as she promenaded around the ring once more, her stirrup footwear laying the ground for the battlefield that would serve as her place for conquest. She came to rest at the center of the ring, looming over the intimidated referee.

"Heed me, you swarm of degenerates, for your raunchy cries do not fall on deaf ears!" Irisa boomed into the mic, the mere command of her voice almost instantly quieting down the rambunctious crowd.

"Tonight, you shall have the honor of witnessing the second conquest of my career in all of it's unmitigated glory. For the woman who shall be sharing the ring with me tonight does not deserve be called an opponent, nor does this match deserve to be called a contest. She is but a sacrifice to 'The Love Serpent,' and I will lead her into a sensual slaughter the likes of which none of you have ever seen before!" The cheers of the crowd were reaching unbelievable levels now, in stark contrast to the mixed reaction she had received just moments ago.

"Feast you eyes one the subject of my desires, that is if she is still brave enough to come out and face me?" Irisa hissed, her arm shooting out in front of her with a manicured finger jabbing out in the direction of the opposing entrance ramp. It was Irisa's way of hyping up the crowd to her wicked cause, and daring her opponent to reveal herself in the midst of her diabolical declaration of dastardly intent.

[UnusuallyTallJawa]

It was undoubtedly a great night for a wrestling debut. Well, no matter how almost everyone wanted to mask that as a wrestling event for Emma Ozawa that wasn’t exactly true. Despite her joining a league like LAW her objective wasn’t other than getting herself in the lewdest, most exciting, sexy and steamy sexual matches there could be and LAW was the perfect place for that. So no, Emma wasn’t there to wrestle. To be precise, she was there to get some S-tier fucking session and let all her followers have a good time. That was all.

Spoiler

When a stagehand informed Emm that it was her turn to get backstage the woman didn’t even look at the LAW staff. Her gaze was focused on her phone since Emma was using her final moments before her debut to rouse her followers on her main streaming platform. Due to some special stipulations she had in her contract Emm could stream some parts of her experience in LAW as long as she didn’t cross some lines. Once she was backstage she could hear her rival’s theme song playing as she would surely be making her entrance, but Emma paid it no attention as she posed with a sultry face in a way the ramp to the ring could be seen in the pic and uploaded it to social media.

Then something happened that got Emma’s attention: her rival’s theme had died out but no one signaled her to enter on stage. In the many screens hanging from the walls Emm could see how this hot looking rival had taken a mic and was talking to the crowd. For some instants the streamer had to repress her instinct not to burst into laughter as her rival was talking in some Shakesperian-like argot. Despite all that the silver-haired took some time to get a part of the crowd to her side with her haughty attitude and also to trashtalk Emma. “You are on, bitch.”, she mumbled.

Finally when that woman managed to shut up a stagehand gave Emma a sign with her hands that meant it was her time to make her appearance. Quickly Emm got her phone and she turned on live streaming where thousands of her online viewers and fans added to the ones on the arena. Then she walked on sight. “HEEEEE-LLOOOOOOO WEIRDOS! WHO’S READY FOR SOME FUCKSHOOOOOOOW????” Emma shouted at the arena noise while she was strutting down the ramp, talking to both her streaming phone and the people gathering on the stands. The people in the stadium responded with a round of cheers and by catcalling at her. Emma turned her phone so she could get the people on camera before going back to a close-up of her face as she kept walking. “LOOK AT ALL THOSE HORNBALLS CATCALLING ME! THEY ARE JUST HOPPING ON THE EMM-TRAIN BUT YOU KNOW WHAT? YOU-WERE-THERE-FIRST AND I LOVE YOU FOR THAT!!!!!”, yelled Emma while signalling directly at her camera. The comments feed went crazy after that remark of appreciation to her long-standing fans.

When she reached the ring Emma said her goodbyes to her fans watching her on her livefeed. “WELL, I WOULD LOVE SPENDING SOME MORE TIME WITH YOU BUT I HAVE TO GET IN THERE SO I CAN GET FUUUUUUUUUCKED! STAY HORNY AND SEE YOU SOOOOON!” Emma blew a kiss and an indecent face to the camera before turning the stream off and handing her phone to a stagehand. “Be careful! That thing is worth more than your salary month! Just kidding!” Emma giggled in a melodic voice as she gave her back to a puzzled stagehand who wasn’t sure about wether Emm was joking or not.

Finally on the ring Emma gave a final wave to everyone before going to her corner, looking at that luscious looking pale-haired while sending her some indecent faces and winks. Then she walked to meet Irisa in the center of the ring before adopting some eccentric pose reciting some to make fun of her rival's way of speaking. "I’ll beat thee, but I would infect my hands." was the best she could do in a pompous tone before bursting in laughter. Yeah, Emm was just going to love that sidejob.

[BuckleBuster]

Every word that had dripped out of Irisa's mouth had done so with venom. There was no theatrics here, no gimmick to entertain the audience. It was merely a formal declaration for her intentions tonight, a mere procedure that lay the groundwork for her eventual conquest. Her opponent on the other hand, seemed to view the situation far differently.

Irisa's words were meant to intimidate, and yet they seemed to fail in this regard as her opponent pranced into the spotlight, phone in hand. Irisa's pointed figure slowly dropped to her side, her conceited face slowly contorting into a disgusted one as the girl made her way to the ring. Was she... livestreaming!? Battle was nearly upon them, and this girl was livestreaming! Irisa could barely stand to look at it, her head snapping off to the side in utter disgust at how frivolously this girl viewed their encounter here tonight. Her fingers tightened into fist, waiting impatiently for Emma's little gimmick to subside. This was what was wrong with the world of wrestling today: Degenerates were beginning to replace warriors in the ring! Well Irisa would show her, she would show them all that sharing the ring with her was nothing to laugh about.

She greeted Emma's ahego expression with an enraged one. She loomed over her opponent in the center of the ring, her lips on the cusp of opening to berate the girl for her flippant entrance and remarks, but she was ultimately beaten to the punch as Emma got in the first words. Irisa's scowl depended as she took one step closer to her opponent in order to emphasize the size difference between them.

"Listen here you insolent slut..." Irisa growled, tossing the mic into the hands of the referee as she decided to instead merely use the power of her own voice to command her presence. "This isn't the fun and games you think it is. I intent to destroy you, and feast on your juices for all to see! Ponder on that during your next little livestream why don't you?" Irisa hissed, backing away slightly as she concluded her threats. "Besides... I don't even talk like that..." Irisa mumbled, keeping her voice barely audible as Emma's words clearly struck a nerve.

Irisa would wait impatiently for her opponent's retort if she had one before assuming battle positions. She crouched down slightly, her fingers curled like the claws of an eagle ready to grab and tear to shreds anyone unfortunate enough to be caught in their grasp. Her infamous scowl was still plastered on her face, her utter contempt for her opponent making itself abundantly obvious. With the "pleasantries" out of the way, the referee would finally signal for the opening bell, and the start of the match!

DING-DING-DING

[UnusuallyTallJawa]

When Emma was getting ready for her debut that night she couldn’t know what to expect from her rival. What she actually was expecting was to get lots of sensual action with her on the receiving end. The streamer couldn’t help it, she was a sucker for getting fucked and letting thousands of people be witness. But not in the crazyest of Emm’s mental scenarios could she have faced a rival like the one standing in front of her right at the moment. Of course her rival was going to be way more boring that her, but seeing that pale-haired standing there looking at Emm like the streamer had killed her family or something while talking in that pompous tone was just too much and Emm had to laugh. Irisa’s tone changed suddenly, though, and where before there was only haugtiness and boasting now it was all replaced by a bitter threat. At first Emma thought that Irisa was taking all that wrestling thing too seriously, but then she could notice some mumbling coming from the pale-haired that gave away the fact that Emma had actually hurt her pride. That was exactly what Emm needed to make the night even more fun.

“Oooh nooooo! Lady Macbeth got mad at me. Booo-hoooo!” Emma pouted in an over the top way before laughing again. She was having so much fun and the match hadn’t even started. It looked like a promising night even before she could be fucked! The bell rang marking the beginning of the match. That was when Emm got her confirmation for her suspicions as Irisa adopted a guard stance that looked both secure and threatening: definitely that woman took that thing too seriously. In order to break the ice and mock Irisa even more Emma would turn away so her back would be facing Irisa and, while bending forwards, she would give a couple of firms slaps at her own butt to provoke her rival. That wasn’t a wise choice given how easily Irisa showed to get to anger, but Emma wasn’t known for playing wise.

[BuckleBuster]

The amount of foolish gimmicks and antics Irisa had endured thus far into their opening exchange had already been enough to rile her up beyond mere anger. But this... this display was simply on another level! Instead of squaring up like a proper opponent, Emma had the audacity to shake her protruding ass in Irisa's direction, no doubt to stir her up even further. The display certainly succeed in riling her up, but perhaps not in the way Emma had intended. Irisa licked her lips deviously at the sight, enticed by the bulbous orbs that she would make sure to ravage beyond repair. Perhaps the only good to come out of her opponent was her voluptuous figure, a fact that was just beginning to sink in for Irisa as her opponent continued to show herself off in such a vain manner. If only she knew what perverted thoughts cross the heel's mind at such a sight. The opening bell gave Irisa all the permission she needed to begin pursuing these carnal desires, and she would do so by immediately charging the smaller foe.

Once she was within striking range, she would begin showing Emma just how big of a mistake she had made. She starting transitioning her momentum to her front leg, slowing down her sprint and twisting her hips while leaning back. Her knees flex inwards, winding themselves like a spring before shooting outwards with devastating force. The Serpent's leg twisted sideways, her foot poised to strike directly across her opponent's fleshy ass cheeks and send her tumbling to the mat!

[UnusuallyTallJawa]

An uninformed spectator could watch the scene unfolding in front of their eyes and think: “Wow, that new woman is bold but cunning. It looks like she is toying with her rival’s temper, trying to use her short fuse against her in a game of wit.” That would have been a great overestimation of Emma’s strategizing skills. If she was teasing and mocking Irisa was just for fun, any additional hidden intention completely non-existent. There was no strategy, ruse or smart play in there. In fact, if Emma was being something it wasn’t cunning but a little reckless by kicking a wasp nest like Irisa.

And in the end Emma would have to pay for her recklessness as Irisa snapped. For some time the streamer had been testing the limits of the woman’s patience and now that the bell rang and every type of agression was allowed that patience was over. With some skillful moves that Emm couldn’t see because she was facing backwards, Irisa charged a powerful kick that got Emma in her buttcheeks! “Uaagh!” The streamer fell on all fours on the mat, and after some instants she rolled over to get up and face her rival. “Tough bitch, aren’t you? Let’s see who the baddest bitch is!” As she said this, Emma would try and get a hold of her rival’s hair for a hair pulling move!

[BuckleBuster]

"Hah!" Irisa exclaimed as her kick sent her opponent flying towards the mat. She took a step forward, bending herself downwards to loom over her downed opponent. "Stupid girl! Keep that stripper shit on the runway where it belongs. You're in the ring now, remember that!" Irisa cautioned, lifting her head up and echoing her voice so that everyone in the audience could hear.

When her attention returned back to Emma, she was stunned to see that she was no longer where her kick had left her. Her head whipped around just in time to see the young streamer already back on her feet, this time with her hands latching onto her scalp. "Wha- Hey!" Irisa yelped as Emma took advantage of her bent over position to grab onto her silver locks. The fierce tugs forced a slight whimper from between Irisa's mouth, a sound that she never thought would be coming out of a woman like herself.

Infuriated, her hands started wildly reaching in the direction of her opponent, who was kept close by the grip on her hair. Irisa would try and grab onto Emma's waistline before transition her fingers to grip beneath both of Emma's thighs. She clenched her teeth, hiding her winces and whimpers behind loud and ferocious growls as she struggled through the pain of having her hair ripped from her scalp. "You little... bitch!" Irisa roared before moving into action. With her hands underneath Emma's thighs, she would use her superior strength to lift the girl up straight off of her feet and into the air. The move would only increase the pressure on her already strained hair, but it was worth it for what was coming next.

In one swift motion, Irisa then sent Emma soaring back down, guiding her mid flight so that her spine would come crashing into the mat in a viscous powerbomb!

[UnusuallyTallJawa]

Emma had to admit that no matter how quickly she had recovered from Irisa’s strike the kick had been pretty painful. Getting her butt literally kicked wasn’t the streamer’s initial idea when thinking about the upcoming match, so even if she managed to give the pain the brush-off and get back to action her buttcheeks would be sore for some time. That aside, getting a tight grip at Irisa’s scalp felt like a real retaliation. When the white haired started hissing and growling in an attempt to hide the pain Emma was causing her was so satisfying for the streamer who could feel the sweet taste of revenge.

But even with that in mind there was something amiss with that match. While Emma was expecting to get some lewd action from the very beginning the reality was proving to be different than that as they were exchanging some blows more out of a grudge match than anything. Maybe that trail or thought distracted the streamer or maybe Irisa’s fighting spirit took control of the situation, but suddenly the white-haired broke free from Emma’s grasp and quickly set her up for a devastating powerbomb! With a cry of pain Emma impacted against the mat, leaving her a little dazed from the strong impact. Not even a pain slut like her could get hit by such a move and remain unaffected.

[BuckleBuster]

The ring shook like thunder as Irisa forced a powerful slam onto the smaller frame of her opponent. It was a move that would have been better reserved for more fight-centric matches, but she wasn't one to restrict her bouts of anger when she was otherwise compelled to. Emotion, after all, was the root of action, and she'd be a fool not to let rage guide her domination of this cheeky opponent.

She placed one stirruped foot onto her downed opponent's stomach, grinding her toes harshly into her belly to keep her in place. In the meantime she readjusted her hair, gently stringing it somewhat back into place while ignoring the chorus of boos that rung out in the arena over her harsh move. She let out a loud sigh, but not over the crowd's reaction, but over her messed up hairdo. "Stupid slut! That was hours of meticulous styling you ruined! Not that you would know anything about that" Irisa spit, digging her foot even deeper into her opponent's abdomen as she finished readjusting her hair.

"No matter, I'll just have to ruin you even more!" the tall woman scoffed, finally lifting her foot up to let the girl breath. If Emma was still down, than Irisa would make her way right in front of her splayed out feet. She would bend down to pickup both ankles, elevating them until they rested against her hip. Finally she would once again take her foot and place it between Emma's outstretched legs and directly onto her leotard-covered crotch, with her heel resting comfortably along the base of her pussy. "Stay still and take it like the bitch you are... unless you'd rather this be more... unpleasant" Irisa snickered sinisterly, as she slowly began rubbing her foot along Emma's pussy. It was the beginning one one of Irisa's signature hentai moves, her standing D&I!

Defeet & Injustice

[UnusuallyTallJawa]

Some part of Emma was definitely getting into what was happening on the ring at the moment. The streamer just couldn’t believe the kind of rival she had to face for her debut. Maybe she was expecting someone that would allign more with her beliefs and goals towards hentai wrestling. For someone with a mindset like Emma’s it was utter nonsense to have someone partaking in such indecent acts of sexual wrestling while trying to look so dignified and majestic as Irisa tried to be with her pompous wording and her princess looks.

None of that prevented Irisa from being a nasty bitch when it came to holding her punches. It looked like the white-haired had some powerful opinions on how pain and pleasure should mix and it showed in how she was eager to mix regular wrestling moves with the sultry appeal of the match. After being powerbombed Emma needed some instants to regain her breath, and Irisa used that time to scold her for ruining her hair. They way Irisa reacted at her insolence was making Emma’s day, and what was about to happen would give the streamer some good memories.

Irisa had decided to move on to a much more pleasant move, one in which she would force Emma still on the mat while she would use her foot to rub against the streamer’s sex. Emma welcomed the contact with a gasp of surprise and pleasure, feeling her womanhood welcoming the rubbing and becoming hotter. That wouldn’t stop her from teasing Irisa though. “Haaah I knew it! All that talk but you are a tramp like any of us!”, she would say while her hips started bucking against Irisa’s foot, maximizing the contact and getting some pants out of the streamer.