Misery vs Liliel (Last Woman Standing Sexfight)

[TheManVan]

Match Type: Last Woman Standing
Rules: No Disqualifications
Behind the ring apron there will be sex toys and there will be sex toys at the base of the corners.
Victory: When a competitor has an orgasm and misses the 10 count that follows.
If she manages to save it, then a 1 minute break will be given to recover.

A woman of violence and sexuality, Ksenia was greatly intrigued by the match offer she had received. A match dedicated to violence and tests the sexual endurance of the women in it, everything that the Russian wanted in her life. Fog started to flow up from the stage as her music began to play, the silverheaded beauty soon appearing from within the fog as the tails of her coat fluttered behind her, each step filled with confidence and sexual energy as she stood amongst the fog. The crowd was already ravenous with just hearing the rules and they were ready to see what the women were going to do to each other in order to reign supreme!

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Beginning her approach to the ring, Ksenia's face was plastered with a smirk, the ideas of sexual violence flooding her mind of what she was going to do to her opponent that was unfortunate enough to be put against her in a match with no rules and explicit conditions which would allow her to do it however long she wanted!

Ascending the stairs to the apron, Ksenia took a long slow stride across the apron, letting her tightly covered body of her dress be seen before finally stepping through the ropes. The tight material giving everyone a fine view of her rear as she bent over the second rope before entering the ring. She would begin her strut around the ring, ending in the center where she allowed everyone to view her visage, her arms extended outward before her amber eyes slowly turned back towards the entrance eager to see just what woman was thrown against her!

[Hagen-Autem]

Liliel was not everything, but if she could, she would be more...!

As soon as her contender had finished her moment, and those sharp amber eyes of the demanding Ksenia were riveted on the entrance, the navigator's refrain awoke to show her that she was not going to keep her waiting any longer! The mist coated the ramp intermittently, like the breathing of hundreds of mysticetes, for while Liliel made herself yearn a little more with the silhouette being cut out of the mist by the neon lights.

Music entrance

I wanna be your slave
I wanna be your master
I wanna make your heartbeat
Run like rollercoasters
...

She was not a cautious woman, she did not like to keep others waiting and there were expectations to be met, and Liliel was not going to disappoint the predator waiting for her inside the ropes!

I wanna be a good boy
I wanna be a gangster
'Cause you can be the beauty
And I could be the monster

Attire

It was with that last line that Liliel North, the North compass, the Lone Captain and Consort of the Indomitable Queen, crossed the vapours with a seductive step down the ramp. And she gives her imposition, by raising her arms while spreading her legs a little apart and look up at the lights to exhale a thread of residual mist in a grand pose of power, before letting that little wooden mask and that fake cigar collapse to show off its exotic beauty.

All Her Attention, now, went to the one waiting for her inside the ring. And yes, not even all the public uproar could overshadow her opponent. Those captivating, predatory eyes were a welcome sight for Lily. So good that she couldn't restrain herself from challenging her with a casual, but insistent stance, along with an interesting look accompanied by that cheeky half-smile through which she exhaled a narrow, last trickle of violet gas from the corner of her lips.

North climbed up the ring steps with her mesmerising stride and followed her by laying her arm on the top rope and sliding it all the way down the line to the middle before locking up to swing one leg over the middle rope into the ring, finely. Then, she passes both hands to that rope to hold on to it mischievously as she steepens, tensing her legs and arching her back as her hips rise up extra high for a captivating curve, before she slowly passes her entire trunk into the ring and culminating by lifts her leg off the edge, very, very, very slowly... to return her full attention to the creditor of those dominating, sharp, possessive eyes. Standing in front of her with her hands on her hips and her chest high, looking over her shoulder at Misery.

Face to face, needless to say, their expressions indiscreetly overflow with the interest that one has in the other and what each plans to do to the other without compassion for the mere pleasure of making it than for victory.

[TheManVan]

Ksenia's eyes narrowed as new music would herald her opponent, turning her full attention towards the entrance to see just what it was she was up against as her opponent also had a flair for extravagance with a little light show enhanced by fog. Her eyes remained trained to the mist to see the figure moving in the shadows before all was revealed of another scantily clad woman, dressed for this particular type of battle that drew all eyes to her. But most importantly, it drew Ksenia's amber eyes without fail. The Russian kept her gaze on her opponent, never once breaking away from the wooden mask.

The mask could've been an intimidation tactic, with how it was made in favor of a skull, nothing more symbolizes danger than a face of death. But Ksenia didn't bat an eye, her expression barely changed as a bemused smirk curled on her lips as the beautiful face was revealed underneath the mask. The prospect of fighting a woman who want to symbolize such things excited Ksenia, all the while her opponent made her way into the ring with her movements purposefully highlighting all of her womanly assets.

Her confident opponent would move towards the center of the ring, Ksenia seeing the simple gesture as a challenge as she moved out from the corner, having taken off her crop jacket and leaving her in her black bra top and her skin tight shorts as both women met in the center of the ring. Their egos and confidence was intense, their eyes never once breaking contact as if two alpha predators sizing each other up over territory. Or perhaps one of them was the hunter and the other the prize.

Either way fit the scenario perfectly for Ksenia. How her opponent held herself, she was no meek woman. She had the aura of a woman ready to do whatever it took to win, something that Ksenia could relate to. Her blood started to boil with excitement, barely unable to contain herself as she reached up and took a firm hold of Liliel's chin. There was a hint of seduction, but the grip was nasty, her fingers digging into Liliel's skin as her fierce gaze bore into her opponent's. "My my...what a woman you are. I wonder...what will break first? Your body or your pride as a woman?" she darkly cooed as her tongue slipped out of her mouth, licking her lips as if her appetite was whetted.

"I can't wait to find out."

[Hagen-Autem]

When Misery's claw dug into her chin, Liliel's eyes twitched in pain, scrambling out of her stance to clutch at that arm in an effort to keep it from piercing further. It was a very tacky and vicious move on her opponent's part to take her like that, but there was something in Ksenia's possessiveness that warned in advance that she would do it whenever she had the chance, so Liliel had to refrain from any crude movements lest she make the sting worse. Listening and digesting every word she uttered, frowning at her and clinging even tighter to her arm, like a docile child, in an attempt to ease the pinch and maintain a shred of control. And Misery's every word ran down her back in a current that made her blood boil at how brazen she was.

Squeezing hard, she was going to respond, but the bell made her hesitate... For good, because now she could start properly! thus that for with a seductive flicker Liliel renewed her expression and lifted the corners of her mouth, bringing her face as close as she could to that dominant Russian's, and answered her, evenly; taking advantage of that to lift her knee roughly between Misery's thighs! And if it did as much damage as she wanted, would give her another one to ensure the clamp would open on its own and finish her demonstration by slip her other hand behind the other's head to bring their foreheads together in a headbutt!

Misery might be the only wrestler in Liliel's inaugural career to take the symbolism of the wooden mask seriously, but she also seems to need this combo to reaffirm her suspicions apparently.

"In the end, you're going to remember that question." This is what Liliel answered.

[TheManVan]

Sensual superiority may have came down to one thing, but it started off in so many ways. Misery’s preference started with exuding her own confidence out like a suffocating aura to start smothering her weaker willed opponents at the very beginning. There was much that mental fortitude affected in a battle of wills, and sapping away confidence with an overwhelming dread would bring so much joy to the Russian. However, there was already signs that was not going to be the case with her opponent.

Her eyes did not flinch nor break contract from her amber gaze, she did not pull away from her grip yet she did not freeze either. She heard her words but she did not heed them. Soon her opponent would show that her response came in form of her knee shooting up for a hard hit below the belt. Ksenia’s eyes widened as she let out a sharp exhale as the knee dug into her groin as her posture faltered, hunching forward and shooting her free hand down to her crotch as she took a step back.

Without a second to recover, Ksenia’s face was taken a hold of with a grip much similar to the one she had on Liliel before soon bashed in by a solid headbutt that clashed their foreheads together as the brutal response left the Russian stunned! However, her grip did not wane through all of that.

Still she clutched on Liliel as she held onto her opponent. Her eyes would focus back on her opponent, but there was no anger in them. They gleamed with excitement. Her features twisted with pain from the two sudden hits, but her eyes shined with the pain, excited that her opponent had no reservations of delivering pain to her. A sentiment that Misery was all to welcoming to return.

“Don’t…disappoint me.”

A deep breath filled her lungs as she yanked on Liliel’s face, pulling it towards her as she responded with a headbutt of her own, drilling her forehead right back into Liliel’s to match the resolve and ruthlessness of her opponent as she straightened herself back out, forcing her pained body and limp legs to hold herself up before capping off her retaliation with a knee between Liliel’s legs!

[Hagen-Autem]

North had contemplated that a surprise blow as crude as a knee to the sex would do the job of making anyone stop whatever they were doing. Especially a surprise one against an unsuspecting target. But to see Misery resist it; coupled with the headbutt; and followed by that heated response of hers it was... astonishing.

A moment that the Russian was able to take advantage of perhaps unwittingly to give her a taste of what she has to offer with the reverse return of hers own combo! First the headbutt that shut Lily's eyes with a jolt, stunning her for having her guard down, and resigning her to release her grip on Misery! "Gah!" The Compass North's stance wavered, stiff; only to be left unquartered by a knee that floated against her crotch that lifted her heels in a bounce, nearly crumbling her forward as her hands slid into her womanhood and her knees came together, numbly. "Gouuugh... mhph...!"

Liliel's eyes watered. Wouldn't know whether to call it karma, But that low blow gave her a taste of what her opponent can do if she lets her guard down like that again - if she gets through this, though Misery surely knew how to get even from a bad position and in spades, too. "Guough..."

But Liliel didn't come out of a hole where such repercussions are unusual, and it's too early to disappoint. She would bring one of her hands to hers hips as was bending forward until her head was level with Ksenia's hips. And the next thing she is going to do will only succeed if her opponent is as arrogant as appears to be: North would take advantage of the initial shock to ram her head into hers groin in a goat headbutt, before hooking her arms around hers thighs and rearing upwards like a Bronco bull, looking to drop backwards to connect Misery's neck with the ropes on one side of the ring!

[TheManVan]

Ksenia only knew one way to deal with pain.

And that was to deliver it in kind. Returning the same level of brutality to her opponent made enduring the same pain much easier as she saw the effect mirrored in her opponent. The gritting of her teeth and scrunched up features into a grimace had soften a little to smirk as Liliel’s posture began to fade and lowered herself downward with Ksenia electing to release the grip on her chin as her own posture would begin to waver. Her legs would twist inward in response to the pain between her legs as she stood over Liliel.

Just as Ksenia thought she was going to be able to start moving the fight in her advantage, Liliel would show her that much like Ksenia herself, she wasn’t going down so easily.

The amber eyes of Misery widened as Liliel lunged into her, wrapping her arms around Ksenia’s thighs and with a show of brute strength she had lifted Ksenia up into the air before falling backwards with Ksenia in tow! There waiting for the Russian was the ropes as she was dropped throat first across of them. Another hard hitting vicious move continued to set the pace of the match as Ksenia’s head whipped off of the high tensioned ropes, hands shooting to her neck as she staggered backwards into the ring, coughing and heaving for air as she took a few steps before dropping down to a knee!

[Hagen-Autem]

North was not above recklessness. When she was able to lift that other woman onto her neck and then collapse backwards like a log, calculating that it was Ksenia's neck that would meet the top rope first, Liliel had intended it as a reaction to keep the score level. She herself almost fell backwards on the spot, but supported herself on one knee, gasping a little from the first blow to her crotch while the other gasped and recoiled - unaware that she was going to meet Liliel's back soon, who only had to look over her shoulder to know that it was still her moment.

North pulled herself together to run to the opposite end, heading for the ropes as Ksenia stopped backing up and collapsed to one knee, it seemed orchestrated, the Russian had positioned herself right where Liliel had been before, perhaps it was fate's design. And the brunette ran straight towards that other European sculpture, catapulted like a cannonball to explode all her vigour into the back of Misery's head with a knee!

Liliel understood it was a no-holds-barred fight, so she wasn't going to leave ring with regrets that she hadn't done everything to Misery. And that included pain and sex alike. And starting with the first one!

[TheManVan]

Wheezing and heaving for air after being guillotined on the top rope, Ksenia was left in disarray as she tried to pull herself back together, looking up at Liliel with fire in her eyes. But her opponent was ready to bring the fight right back to her, their beginning exchange had set the tone and Liliel was building on that same intensity with bursting forward with her knee at the forefront.

Crashing into Ksenia's cheek, the Russian twisted as she fell onto her front, her hand shooting right to her face as pain seared across of her features. "Nnnnnnghhh...!" she groaned out, her eye clenched in pain as she was left sprawled on the mat, an unfamiliar position for the One Known as Misery as she slowly began to push herself back up to her knees.

[Hagen-Autem]

It looked like Liliel was setting the pace now! Ksenia had all the makings of one of those women who likes to be on top - subjugating, commanding and conquering; not necessarily in that order - and ironically, the Northern Compass already had plenty of experience against that type. And she loves them for a reason.

Liliel, seeing Misery wanting to come back from that Flapjack against the top rope and that Running Knee to the cheek, wasn't going to delay in positioning herself behind Ksenia's back to gather her in a hug at her narrow waist - and, she didn't want to divert her mind to distractions; but the Russian had velvety skin, shiny and as strong as her character commanded that dressing like this only made her look more unattainable. Just feeling hers breathe threatening her even with that natural act as Lily embraced her with no lewd intent...she loved it, just being like that charmed Liliel. And hers skin was delicious, mainly; North Compass wouldn't mind holding Misery in her arms for a little longer than this short second if no one interrupted her; but this was a wrestle, and this was only an instant. nevertheless, she didn't like hers possessive attitude, but Lily can deal that out later.

"C'mon! We are just getting started!" The tanned would be very fleeting in the following: she would squeeze hard her and then arch backwards using the full force of her muscles to lift Misery off the canvas and arch backwards in a perfect arc for plant hers back first back in the mat. She was looking to land a wheelbarrow suplex.

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