An Angelic Debut, and a Trial Against A Saint (Angel vs The Saint of Seduction - Hentai Match)

[DSX93]

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Victory Conditions
Orgasm or KO
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This wasn't the debut that Angel was expecting when she first signed that LAW contract. But she hadn't found the time for a lay and honestly, she could use one. So when she was approached with the idea, she was willing to hear it out.

She made sure to ask what this Kusanali -- this "Saint of Seduction" -- was like. It made all the difference about how she'd approach this. Whether she'd go ahead with this or decline in favor of the standard fare that she was used to.

Well, not exactly the standard fare: If her opponent-to-be liked to hurt people beyond what was necessary, she would've requested a No Disqualification bout so she could show her what it was like to be on the other side. Show her what pain really was.

Fortunately, the word was that Kusanali was a decent person, just fiercely competitive. She could work with that.

The statuesque Angel stood just behind the curtain, clad in a set of sheer lingerie: A top that her large breasts were threatening to spill out of, with some solid black that covered her nipples, nothing to cover her rock hard abs, black bottoms that her well-toned cheeks were hanging out of, stockings that accentuated her powerful legs, and a pair of heels that brought out their shape even further.

Her long, curly hair was tied back in a ponytail, with a few strands framing her face. The wire-rimmed glasses that were perched atop her nose were purely aesthetic: She'd gotten laser eye surgery years ago in her effort to get herself in tip-top shape for competition, but her face felt naked without them outside of the ring.

Angel's General Appearance

Her Outfit

A cool, confident smirk adorned her beautiful face. She looked damn good, and she knew it. But if she were to happen to forget, the stares from the staff that passed her by would be a good reminder.

When her theme music hit, she let it play out for a bit, wanting to time her appearance. The crowd would get to lay their eyes on her when the violins came in.

She would start her entrance off by striking a pose that had her hands behind her head, and her hip cocked to the side. Her eyes would lock onto the camera that was brought forth to provide a close-up, and then she would glide her hands on a path down her muscular, yet voluptuous body. Over her large breasts, her six pack, and finally her long, long legs as she bent forward to provide the viewers at home a good look at her ample cleavage and smack her full lips together; a little kiss to help get them get up and ready for what was to come.

The crowd roared their approval.

This was to be Angel's first sexfight, but with the way she strutted to the ring, one could be forgiven for thinking otherwise. She stopped to pass her heels along to a lucky, thankful fan and her glasses to a ringside assistant before stepping up onto the apron and getting some more love from the crowd when she took her time slipping between the ropes.

She stood tall with a hand on her hip as she waited for her prey to come on down.

[FreshBritishSalmon]

Kusanali had been waiting for this moment, her call up for her debut match, and she loved the match type as soon as she found out what it was. She would be up against another sexy woman in a hentai match, which can only mean one thing, she gets to fuck someone senseless, something she really enjoyed!

She quickly removed all of her prior plans for that day and quickly headed down to the ring, eager as anything, as she felt eager to get down and dirty with whoever the head office had paired her with

Once she arrived at the ring, she quickly removed all her clothes and slipped on her bikini, before looking around the ring, where the majority of the crowd were cheering on her opponent, a woman called Angel. Once her opponents theme ended, the announcer called for her to arrive on the scene. Alas, there was no such theme for her, but she didnt know what theme to choose, so she decided to get one at a later date. She slowly walked down the walkway, blowing kisses and shaking her butt to the crowd, before reaching the ring.

Spoiler

She slipped through the ropes with style, before moving to her corner, and stretching a little. Eventually, the referee called for them to meet in the middle, and Kusanali moved up, her hand outstretched and ready for the intense duel. "Kusanali, a pleasure to meet you" She said with a seductive wink, already playing mind games with the ebony woman across from her.

[DSX93]

When her opponent came out to only the crowd's cheers, she figured...

Oh, a jobber. A "fiercely competitive" jobber.

Angel didn't mind. She liked to take the reins during sex anyway.

Kusanali had an interesting look about her. It was something straight out of a fantasy movie or a video game. When she stepped into the ring, Angel's eyes scanned her body.

Oh yes, she can definitely have some fun with her.

She was too experienced, too cool to be taken in by what the green-haired beauty was doing when she shook her hand, simply returning a smile.

"Angel. Likewise."

When the bell rang to begin the contest, the curly-haired amazon raised her arms, her fingers spread apart in a clear call for a test of strength. With a smirk that was simply confident rather than outright cocky, she challenged her.

"Let's see what you've got, beautiful."

[FreshBritishSalmon]

It seemed as though Kusanali's charm offensive had no effect on Angel, as she brushed it off without a sweat. That was just what Kusanali wanted, a good strong opponent to test herself in sexual combat with. She smiled at her opponent as the bell rang.

When it did, Kusanali saw that Angel had put her hands out and spread her fingers, challenge=ing her to lock up. She gave a soft smirk, and pressed her palms on her opponents, and curled her green painted fingers between Angel's. she then twisted their hands abruptly so that their wrists were pointing skywards, and pushed hard against her opponent, applying significant pressure to their wrists.

"Try to keep up sweetie" She taunted as their duel began

[DSX93]

This jobber had some power to her. And some guts.

Good.

Angel hadn't put her all into it yet. Like she said, she wanted to see what her fellow debutante had to offer. Now that she'd gotten a favorable taste, she dug her feet into the mat and leaned into her opponent, bringing their voluptuous bodies into close contact -- their generous buxoms in particular -- and pushed back, squeezing down hard on her hands in the process.

Their faces would be inches apart now. Angel would keep her eyes facing forward, piercing into those of the Saint's. Her self-assurance would still be plain on her countenance.

Right. Back. At you.

[FreshBritishSalmon]

Kusanali was pleasantly surprised when the ebony woman refused to move from her half strength pushing, She gave a smirk to her opponent before also putting more force into it, their arms quivering a little as they were obviously pretty evenly matched, to the point where their wrists were beginning to hurt. Kusanali was aware that this was a hentai match, but it was always good to test a woman's physical strength first.

After a minute or so, she got onto her tiptoes and used the slight height gain to try and force her opponent down. She moved her head even closer now, their breasts clashing, and their noses touching

"Maybe you are not completely pathetic then. You will still lose though, you havent got a hope in hell in beating me" She taunted, fighting through the pain in her hands

[FreshBritishSalmon]

Kusanali was pleasantly surprised when the ebony woman refused to move from her half strength pushing, She gave a smirk to her opponent before also putting more force into it, their arms quivering a little as they were obviously pretty evenly matched, to the point where their wrists were beginning to hurt. Kusanali was aware that this was a hentai match, but it was always good to test a woman's physical strength first.

After a minute or so, she got onto her tiptoes and used the slight height gain to try and force her opponent down. She moved her head even closer now, their breasts clashing, and their noses touching

"Maybe you are not completely pathetic then. You will still lose though, you havent got a hope in hell in beating me" She taunted, fighting through the pain in her hands

[DSX93]

Ha!

This supposed Saint had some lip!

"That's rich, coming from the jobber who doesn't even have her own entrance music!"

But her shaking arms and aching wrists told Angel that she had to admit, at least to herself, that Kusanali was making an impressive effort. It's not often that she finds someone who can match her strength.

[FreshBritishSalmon]

Kusanali's eyes squinted a little when she heard that tone, and she quickly pushed Angel away, before putting her hand on her hips and staring at Angel.

"Oh really? Because I have not got any entrance music yet, means I am immediately a jobber? Then tell me, would a jobber do this?

With that, she quickly removed her bikini top, allowing her breasts free, much to the support of the audience, who cheered her on excessively. She then looked at Angel and grinned.

"Check"

[DSX93]

That one stung. Angel could see it. She didn't feel any guilt over it, however. After all, Kusanali was the one who started this verbal jousting match. And if one cannot handle the heat...

"Because I have not got any entrance music yet, means I am immediately a jobber?"

That's exactly what it meant in her previous company, and in many, many others.

And would a jobber do...what she just did?

Angel did not have the answer to that. Hearing their cheers, she looked to the crowd to see their excited reactions.

In a contest like this...she supposed one wouldn't. So not to be outdone, she unhooked her top, her eyes never leaving Kusanali's the entire time as she removed it and gave it a good toss to the side, allowing another lucky fan to catch it. And there was the pop for her.

"Mate."

After taking a look at the Saint of Seduction's equally amazing chest, an idea came to her. She stepped forward, her breasts having some extra bounce that was brought about by her flexing of her pectoral muscles. After closing the distance between them, and without a word, she bumped her chest into hers, figuring that her next challenge would be clear enough with that alone.