L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Standard Match - Victory by Pinfall, Submission, or KO

Phoenix fought with every splinter of steel in her heart not to tremble. She failed. Fury raged in her eyes as she sat on her knees backstage, Severa's finger under her chin. The sounds that came boiling up from Phoenix were something between a growl and a whimper. Severa looked down at her, head cocked, and pressed a button on a remote device in her hand. The submissive's eyes drooped as the egg taped between her legs under her attire stirred from a low buzz to a high-pitched whirr.

"Nnngr..."

"I love you Phoenix." Severa rested her hand on Phoenix's scalp, curling her fingers into her hair ― a prompt that made the girl's back tighten and eyes shoot open. She bit her lip, hard, and glared up at the woman with a look of rabid defiance. "You are, as I like to say, the apple of my eye."

"I-I ain't...gonna cum..."

"Oh No?"

bbzzzzZZZZZZNNG. The egg accelerated another setting. It wasn't just the vibration ― really, Phoenix could handle vibration. That was just physical stimulation, and pretty isolated stimulation at that. What made Phoenix tremble at her chin, what made her tummy clench and mouth yawn was who pushed the button/ And why. She clenched her eyes shut, hard. "...Nng...No."

"Why not?"

"H-haven't...earned it."

"And how will you earn it, Phoenix?"

Severa had begun to pull on Phoenix's hair, hard enough to force her to look straight up into her mistress's smiling eyes. She took a deep, trembly breath, before she continued. "By living up to your name." She took another breath. Severa's name. She had the privilege to represent that in the ring, to be an exemplar for her. Even on her knees, quaking on the edge of a forced orgasm, the thought made her chest swell with pride. "By demonstrating divine passion and painting the mat rn...mmm....RED with the broken waste of the resistance."

Severa nodded, slowly, then lowered and kissed Phoenix. The egg shut off, and the girl collapsed in her arms. When their lips parted, Phoenix was heaving with labored breaths, dazed and drooping. "That's good to hear, Feefee." She slipped her hands behind Phoenix's back and set about disengaging the cuffs around her wrists. "I'll be watching. But just remember ― no matter what happens."

Click. The restraints slipped off as a sensation of pleasant, prickly pain touched the palms of Phoenix's hands as blood poured into her hands.

"You'll always be coming home with me when it's over."

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Phoenix's entrance blared to life at the far end of the ring. The woman charged past the curtain, face alight with fury.

Entrance

She was covered head to foot in straps, leather, and buckles. She wore a collar around her throat, and white belts cinched tight around her thighs, waist, and bust. Her red eyes smoldered as the acrid sound of I am Ahab's electric guitar rumbled across the arena.

Attire

She rolled under the bottom rope, then kipped to her feet. Long, brown pigtails unfurled behind her and she grimaced as she stared out at the audience ― and lifted her gloved hands in growled greeting. Then she ripped off her red coat and tossed it out of the ring. She was wound tight as a spring, ready to snap, sticky from sweat while Severa watched from the seats. The sooner they sent in her opponent, the sooner she could get to brutalizing this woman in the name of her only higher power.

She bent over one leg, palm on her knee, and stared at the far entrance ramp. "Come on." she growled. "Let's go."

Anna was trembling in excited because finally She was about to have Her debut match! She was in Her Locker room crafting some outfits for Her cosplay habit,She had some time to do It and was making good progress but She was about to be called so She had to stop.

Since It was Her debut Anna had a lot of outfits and wasn't sure to what wear.. "mhhh thats the problem when you are a fashion stylist!" She grunted and couldn't decide, but She Heard a knock on Her Door... It was time.
"Oh no already? Aaaaa damn i'll pick this One, It's the most cute!"

After licking her outfit She told the staff She almost done and was about to come out "One second in almost ready!" "(Un secondo sono quasi pronta!)"

Spoiler

And She came out of the Locker room in Her Red outfit, with Her slim body and good Curves the people of the staff around were impressed, It was like a model was about to get their hearts! "Where Is the arena? (Dov'è l'arena?) She asked to the staff,After all She didn't want Her opponent to wait too much.

The staff face Her the direction and when She arrives Her music kicked in:

Spoiler

"Heyo PEOPLE Let's dance! Wohooo!!" (Salve gente! Balliamo!)" She entered into the arena dancing for the crowd while do some boxing meanwhile walking to the ring where Her opponent was waiting with quite bit of aggression in Her eyes.. "Damn did i waste too much time? (Dannazione ho sprecato troppo tempo?)

Anna entered into the ring and faced Phoenix to greet Her..."hello babe! Can't wait to dance with you! (Hey bella non vedo l',ora di ballare con te!)" Her music was really awesome to dance with, and She was still dancing around Phoenix to get Her to feel the rythm! "I can feel your rage from here my girl! Maybe this dance Will make you feel good! ( Posso sentire la tua rabbia da qui ragazza mia! Forse questa danza ti farà sentire meglio!)
She looked at Phoenix ready to go, Her dance moves weren't Just for appearance.This match could evolve into something brutal if Anna would see Her opponent getting Her in danger, but for now She was chilling and using Her rythm style to confront Her.

By the time Anna rolled into her corner, Phoenix had already begun to grind her teeth. "Oh my fucking God..." Phoenix wiped both her hands over her face. She gave a drawn-out sigh, making no effort to hide her disgust. When Anna started talking to her, Phoenix's lips curled as if something bitter had crawled into mouth.

"I don't speak Italian, moron!"

Her entrance musak said it all. First, it was mind-numbingly simple, practically pure rhythm with no melody, barely any harmony. Second, it was annoying. Nails on chalkboard annoying. So annoying it elevated Phoenix's blood pressure. The horns, the synth, the piano were all just...squeaky, and they were the best parts of this shitshow. Whatever genius thought it was a good idea to incorporate a record-scratch into this monument to musical laziness should dragged before the public and shot.

Finally the music faded. Phoenix lowered her hands from her face, pressing them together, palm to palm. She licked her lips and then continued very slowly. "OK. Good, that's done then. Thank you, Anna, for that lovely performance." Phoenix enunciated with exaggerated precision, clipping each word out like she was forcing a dull pair of scissors through thick cardboard. "I hope you have indulged yourself enough that we can put away the samba skirt and do our jobs. Yes?"

"Woah there... So aggressive, you woke up with rage this morin?" (Wow così aggressiva,to sei svegliata con la rabbia stamattina?) Anna said with a disapponted tone.She thought that She could have a friendly match, but Her opponent Just wanted to destroy her and just throwed insults!

"Fine if you are so eager to go,lets dance!" (Va bene, se sei così impaziente,balliamo!) The Bell rang, and Anna was ready, due to Phoenix Surprise She was fast,maybe too fast that She rushed at Her and immediately managed to get close to deliver a good kick in Her belly and two hooks to the face! "Let's go babe! Hey, Hey!" (Andiamo bella!)

That was Anna usual starting combo, but she knew that with the anger her opponent had it wouldn't affect her too much so she took distance after that and continued dancing, daring Phoenix coming at her. "Come on!" (Avanti!)

Anna darted at Phoenix, and Phoenix sidestepped the kick. Her guard went up and caught a strike on the back of her fist. Fine, standard, whatever. What made Phoenix lower her chin and growl was that this absolute nimrod kept on dancing. These people. It made Phoenix look like a clown just sharing a ring with them.

In the same motion as the sidestep, Phoenix moved forwards, like a bull. "C'mere you dumb sashaying fuck." Anna was fast enough to be irritating, and Phoenix had exactly zero interest in gliding and tiptoeing around some light-footed little boxing waltz. She wanted to grab Anna and charge her against the ropes where they could clinch and Phoenix could pin this maggot to the wall and show her what real wrestling was about.

"Calm down feel the rhytm!" (Calmati e segui il ritmo!) Anna started to know that her opponent wanted just to smash her, she got scared a bit but not too much. She knew that she would have opponents like this so she continued to focus on her but what she expected of course happened.

The red girl started to insult her and charged like a bull but little she didn't know was that Anna was way faster! So the moment the bull charged Anna was ready dodged to the side and gave Phoenix some well placed hooks to the ribs! "Woah! Almost Ha HA! RYHTM PUNCHES!" (Woah! Quasi pugni ritmici!) After delivering those 2 punches Anna tried a leg sweep to get her down so she could follow with an armbar, if successful.

She never let up—not for a fucking instant. She was incessant. Everything about her carried an aggravating buzz of performative cheerfulness that made Phoenix want nothing, not the win, not the acclaim, not even fucking breathing so much as she wanted to put her hands on Anna and smash her until she stopped fucking talking.

Which made it all the more infuriating when Anna slipped out of her way and planted two strikes in her ribs. Tha-thud. Phoenix winced, rounded on her, but by the time she had done that—the dancer's leg hit her ankle. Her feet flew out from under her, and she slammed on her back.

And what was going to follow that? A kick while she was down, perhaps, or an elbow drop? Something sensible to wear her out? No, of course not, not Anna. She went straight for the armbar. Phoenix threaded her hands together in a gable grip. Although Anna captured her arm and got both her legs over Phoenix's shoulder, she avoided the full hold. For now.

"Did you really think I was going to tap?" Phoenix stared at Anna with pure venom. Her arms shook as her lips curled. "That fast? To you?" She steeled her grip. For now, all she could do was resist the hold, but the instant Anna moved to anything else—she'd be waiting to take the ground game to her.

"Come on feel It! Why are you so angry? Life Is good.." ( Dai sentilo! Perché sei così arrabbiata? La vita è bella!) Anna continue to Stretch, She needed to calm the Beast down After all even if She was this mad at Her Anna was a cool girl and didn't faze Her this much.

"Why we cant Just have fun its my debut, i wont get you smash me. (Perché non possiamo divertirci? È il mio debutto non ti permetterò di distruggermi.) For a split second Anna had a serious gaze, and It was scary while She was continuing to hold the armbar to calm the bitch down!

"Your debut...?" Phoenix had one hand clasped around the other. No matter how Anna tugged on her arm, that grip wasn't going to budge. If Anna had been anything approaching a sane human being, it should have frustrated her—or at a minimum pushed her into some other move. But no, not with Anna and her constant, perky energy. She just tugged and tugged, pleased as punch with futility.

Fine then. It would be up to Phoenix to move things along, like always. "I don't give two fucks if it's your debut, or your birthday, or fucking Kwanza..." She rolled into Anna, lifting her opponent's legs off the mat. Phoenix planted her boots into the ground and bridged her back and tried to fold Anna's legs, rolling her over until her shoulders touched the mat in pinfall position.

"This is a match, it means something. Act like it."

"Woah you are pinning me already babe?" (Woah stai già provando a schienarmi bella?) Anna was caught by surprise and had to relase the armbar, but she would quickly roll away of Phoenix could catch her and it would hurt. "Come on i know... why all of you people are so mad? Life is good! (Dai lo so.... perchè siete tutte così arrabbiate?)

Anna somehow managed to take distance only to start dancing again and get ready for Phoenix next attack "Ok.. fine come at me! (Ok .. va bene vieni da me!) Anna was dancing and watching Phoenix next move, hoping she could dodge because the girl seemed very angry and could mistakely give Anna massive damage.. she didn't seemed a professional at all but just a raging beast!