Ianthe Taylor (D) vs Yahagi Fujimoto - Pure Bliss!

[SeptaX1]

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Match Type: Hentai Match

Rules: KO only, achieved via orgasm. Arms behind back, bounded by handcuffs. Competitors are nude. Aphrodisiac is consumed by competitors prior to the match.

Match takes place in a humid sauna.
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Ianthe's LAW debut. A prospect she had been looking forward to since the day her signature was penned to paper. The new opportunities to discover and hard bodies to grind, it was indeed a thought that excited her. In fact, her debut was going to be one of those, a match where another muscled woman attempts to go toe-to-toe against Ianthe's own cultured figure. A match where sweat-dripping bodies, released from their clothed prisons, clash and smack, streamlined abs gnaw, perked-up tits pierce flesh, and moist sexes pound. A match that goes on til one simply can't take anymore and is reduced to ecstatic euphoria as they sedate into slumber.

With the ever-so-sultry Imperatrix strutting down the hall of the LAW gym, she couldn't help but think of what she would do to the young woman that would face her today. She was certain of her victory before the match had even begun, a brimming type of confidence that had always worked to her benefit. At the same time, she would hope her promising plaything would not be a complete pushover, as part of the enjoyment in a mutual effort of body grinding.

The night was young, the complex remained deftly quiet as only a few individuals including officials and competitors were to be present. Perhaps it was the guaranteed intimacy and lack of distraction that helped fuel Ianthe's imagination. Further erotic thoughts were imbued through the consumption of aphrodisiac prior as per the match rules.

As Ianthe stepped into the sauna, the woman felt the humid sensations of the room. An invisible air of mist filled the dim-lit venue, built with wooden planks meant to conduct the temperature. Heat would be permeating from every inch of the room, to be turned up with the spicy match to take place soon. The lady would take her place on the jutted seat extended from the wall, donning a mere towel to thinly veil her true form. However, that would be changing once the opponent entered the room.

Character Reference

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[FreshBritishSalmon]

Today was the big day for Yahagi. It was her LAW debut, and it was a style that she was doing battle in a match with a variety of stipulations. Sauna, nude, no hands, to hentai KO, consuming aphrodisiac. This would be a match that would test anybody to their limits, no matter how string their will would be. But Yahagi was up for it. She was prepared for any contest, especially one with pure body grinding, something she adored. And now here she was, about to do battle in that very thing. To say she was excited would be a gross exaggeration.

The heavyweight would soon notice the time had dawned to go to the set sauna and get ready for the fight, so she briskly went down to the changing rooms, and switched into her towel, which could contain her tits and pussy, not that it would be for long. As she arrived at the sauna, she noticed two mugs with a colourless liquid, which she could only assume is the aphrodisiac fluid she must take. She quickly took the cup, downing its contest, which quickly set to work arousing her and making her even more tender for the upcoming match. She was then told to enter, and meet her opponent.

Spoiler

As she entered the room, her opponent was sitting on the seat nearby, also clad in nothing but a towel. She knew the woman had also been filled with aphrodisiac fluid, so she knew she would be tender. But so was she, so she had to be careful where she touched before the match begun. Refraining from hugging her, as her arms had not yet been restrained, she reached her right hand for a handshake, and formally introduced herself

"Yahagi Fujimoto, happy to be your opponent today" She replied, thinking her opponent would be the refined and noble sort, going by how she looked. Her orange painted nails shone in the sauna lights, and she could only think about how aroused the two of them will get very soon. It was at that point another woman, seemingly an official or a referee, stepped in with a wheeled towel rack, and 2 pairs of handcuffs. Yahagi nodded and waited for her opponent to greet her.

[SeptaX1]

As she sat in the sauna, letting her body enjoy the buildup of condensating sweat, a wonderful figure entered the room. Like Ianthe, the woman was also covered with a bath towel. Even so, the English lady could easily tell her presumed opponent was one sultry babe, as volptuous breasts visibly spilled from their white cloth and hints of musculature appeared on the meaty biceps. It was to only add more intrigue, for Ianthe wanted to see just what lay beyond that clothed wall. She certainly didn't hold back on her intrusive thoughts as her mouth watered in erotica, before standing to full height and advancing towards the comparatively smaller but still alluring raven-haired lady.

Ianthe presented an aura of confidence as she stared upon Yahagi. A seductive smirk, hips swaying with grace, and shoulders in upright broadness with a bountiful chest larger than that of even her busty opponent stuck out with pride. Yahagi offered simple pleasantries, a handshake and an introduction, to which the imperatrix responded in kind.

"Ianthe Taylor, I hope you're looking forward to the fun as much as I am. I know how much I'll enjoy dealing with you tonight~" A posh and refined English accent, with clear tints of arrogance and cockiness. An attitude that best displayed Ianthe's wants to having fun topping such a sensual woman as the Japanese lady.

Ianthe however, also talked with her body as much as she did her mouth. A taunting press she applied as the undersides of her voluminous rack mushroomed onto the ample cleavage of Yahagi, a pre-match meeting for the imperatrix to feel out the work cut out for her today. Another woman to establish dominion over and enjoy the journey along the way!

[FreshBritishSalmon]

Yahagi was almost immediately impressed by her opponent's looks, certainly a worthy opponent for her debut, and a match she would certainly saviour for the rest of her life. The heavyweight gratefully accepted the bigger ladies handshake, though the true greeting was soon to come, as the busty woman soon collided their 4 jugs together in a small test of each others will. Or was it her way of greeting people? Either way, Yahagi enjoyed it.

Yahagi enjoyed it so much that, after a few rubs, she decided to let her towel go, showing her whole nude body off to Ianthe. "Indeed dear. let us go all out. I do not permit people holding back against me, and I do not permit myself to hold back either" She replied with a wink, as if enticing Ianthe to show herself off too.

Once the towel fell, the referee scooped it up, and brought Yahagi's hands behind hr back, before locking them together with the first pair of handcuffs, before moving over to Ianthe, waiting to repeat the process to her.

[SeptaX1]

"Mmmmm, I won't be holding back, but I quite frankly don't think you'll be able to handle me love~"

Ianthe quite bluntly stated her condescendence and arrogance, yet was certainly not displeased with the magnificent frame the Japanese lady displayed. It was perfect, both in shape and size, but also in the sense of passionate meaty kisses. Such a thought only made her a little more tipsy down below. As Yahagi coaxed her into a grand revelation via example, Ianthe happily obliged. Her hands unclasped the towel, opening it like the curtains to a stage play, and an incredulous form was revealed. Mounds of sweet ambrosia jiggled as they were let loose of their cage, and rows of stalwart abs were displayed to a definitive flex. A wild sex, right below that were streamlined avant-garde thighs, a body fit for the title of an imperatrix.

"Like what you see~?" Ianthe rhetorically questioned. She then threw her towel to the side before once again moving closer to the other woman, bending forward and giving a quick lick on the cheek. One of many antics she liked to do, in order to make her meal feel a little more open to her desires. As she moved back, the official then bounded her hands behind the back to grant the same treatment as her opponent.

"Ready to cum your brains out?"

[FreshBritishSalmon]

Yahagi paid little interest to Ianthe's boasting, just letting out the occasional annoyed grunt once her opponent spoke. It was clear that Ianthe wanted to try and get into Yahagi's head, a move which she knew very ell, and she knew how to take care of, I, not pay any interest.

Soon enough, the two of them were both naked, and had been cuffed up. At that point, the referee paid a hasty and rather sweaty retreat. At that point, the sauna door was locked, and the steam began to build, only warming them up even more. It was at this point Yahagi actually spoke again.

"Right then, I will make you submit to me quickly, and then you can accept that my body is better." Yahagi grinned, before walking forwards and moving her body against Ianthe's, beginning the steamy duel. She took it slowly initially, knowing good fighters never go all out from the get go, as that would make them run out of puff faster.

[SeptaX1]

"Your body is better? Maybe as a soft pillow~"

She responded with a retort. Ianthe wore the condescending smirk as she saw Yahagi as little more than a feisty submissive, one that needed a divine punishment. Sweat continuing to drip down both women's features as the tension was to grow even more heated.

The doors were sealed shut, and as the official left the room, it was now truly a woman to woman encounter. No interruptions to their battle and only one would be coming out as the other's conqueror. One woman to rise with sensual formidability as the other lay flat out cold yet writhing in their own hot mess. Ianthe's arousal could not be contained by romanticizing of such illustrious scenarios. Her nipples perking up into peaks and her stomach flexed to rising rows of mountainous hilly texture. She certainly believed Yahagi had a mountain to climb and would feel the hardness of the her features as they touched bases.

She took long deep breaths of hot air as her pride began engaging in a skirmish. Her breasts outpoured onto Yahagi's, placing her hardened nipples against the topside of the opponent's perky pair. At the same time, Ianthe felt the need to set the tone, marking her unquestionable authority. Making her move, she locked up abs-to-abs beginning a power rub to test what this girl was made of. Scraping and heated friction in all directions, with the purpose of probing strength as well as digging through the trove to open up more erotic treasures.

"No running around babe, let's get down to business."

[FreshBritishSalmon]

The door closed and locked, and now it was time. Time for the women to go all out against each other to make the other pass out via pleasure. Yahagi wasted no time and pushed her abs and breasts against her opponent, showing absolutely no fear or mercy. She knew that in these sorts of matches, momentum is vital, so she had to start off strong. She grinned and pushed hard, while also grinding her bare stomach against Ianthe's, trying to force her opponent to fight back, and maybe make her make an error, or better yet, stumble and fall, allowing Yahagi to take a slight advantage, though she did not expect Ianthe to be easily swayed.

"Come on dear, give me all you got" She said in a taunting tone, knowing that mind games were just as important, if not more so, than the fight itself.

[SeptaX1]

Ianthe felt the increasing resistance of Yahagi's defense. The stalwart Japanese lady clapped back with her own iron will to back up a titanium tummy. The fair skinned rows of abdominals lined up against Ianthe's own and locked in tight, fueling an already fiery start. Their breasts undulated with sensual feel-good movements. The smooth and doughy consistency of the flesh contrasted well with the stiff hardened texture of the nips to give both women a taste of all sorts of equally appealing feels. It was a battle that the English nun had always wanted to gain from a hard-bodied encounter. With Yahagi seemingly reciprocating the same passion she was feeling, there truly was no holding back. The raven-haired lady had sized up to an equal footing, but certainly there was no plans to keep it that way.

"Cute little thing."

Ianthe turned up the aggression, flexing to even greater capacity, with her feet planted firmly on the heated ground. Just like ocean waves crash against a rugged shore, her waves of firm belly muscles would crash into the cliffs of Yahagi's abs. And just like the natural process, those rugged cliffs would be eroding, slowly but surely, into soft and loose sand. She was rough and thrashed her body in an attempt to gain ground over the Japanese woman. Her end goal was to tenderize the girl, make her orgasm plently in the process, and ultimately turn her into a cute mushy mess. Smugly, cockily, Ianthe kept up her arrogance in everything she did.

"Hope you enjoy being my rubbing post darling~"

The Imperatrix never withheld her sharp tongue. She loved the mind games and the psycholgical play as much as the talk of the body. It added a deep rich complexion the erotic contours of such an encounter. The addition of raw human emotion. She let out nasal inhales and exhales, almost as if steam clouds entered and exited her face. Meanwhile her eyes slanted and continued holding up the smirk that exuded a killer confidence. Her words were meant to pierce and slice in establishing total dominion over the subject.

[FreshBritishSalmon]

Words were never much of Yahagi's strong points. If she was going to fight, she would fight with her body, not her words. As such, she had no reply for the Imperatrix, instead, slamming and grinding her bare body again the woman in a show of defiance towards her. She knew that this match would get very led, very fast, so she had to make the most of the time she as in a state that she could fight with sense, before the lust took over.

Soon, she moved her body back a little, before arching her back a little, in an invite for Ianthe to press their pussies together properly for the first time in the match. This would be one of very many interactions like this, so they might as well start off early.