Madeline Christiansen vs. Emily Strager - The Strongest Will

[Lightman]

Match Type: Hentai Ironwoman

Victory Conditions: Achieved by gaining more falls than the opponent before the time limit is over. Falls can only be obtained via submission or forced orgasm. Sudden death rules apply.

Time Limit: 60 minutes

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An hour’s worth of non-stop action to see which one outlasts the other? There was no doubt Madeline would have jumped into the idea.

It wasn’t because Madeline could have plenty of time to enjoy her opponent as they did battle. Well, it is, Madeline would admit. However, it’s not the only reason why she jumped on the idea. This would be her first ever Ironwoman match of any kind. While the Englishwoman may not have participated in one of them, but the English Rose knew they were no joke. It’s a match that tests one’s talents to the utmost. Many have equated this stipulation as having several matches at once, exerting every ounce of their being, locked in a battle of attrition where every move, every hold, is a calculated gambit in the quest for victory. Fatigue is common, time seems to stretch endlessly, and one must be prepared to push their bodies to the limits and beyond.

As if to fit the theme for this match, Madeline would be going up against someone who called herself “Indomitable”. Like Madeline, Emily Strager has also made a massive impact within the hentai division. After seeing her opponent’s matches before the match, she could see how she had got the alias. If her compatriot is true to said alias, then this Ironwoman match would be challenging unlike any other. Going up against someone who promises to be impossible to subdue or defeat.

As if things couldn’t be more exhilarating.

Madeline

Theme

Madeline knew not to keep the restless audience waiting for long. From behind the curtain, she walked out with a flourish of her arm, letting the silver and pink lights catch the brightness of her magenta and black bikini. Her hips jutted with every purposeful stride as the black maxi sash flowed with each step. The Englishwoman’s legs were long and almost silky, yet the streaks of trained, muscled tension flashed on each one as she shifted from leg to leg. It was a simple motion but the careful, lightly rhythmic sway and how she would shift balance from one leg to the next gave it a constantly undulating motion, matching the beat of her theme.

It showed off every inch of her in subtle but astounding detail; the way her belly muscles lightly shimmered, gently tensing at key junctures to hint at their toned strength or how her smooth and voluptuous bust would lightly strain against the fabric of her top, making her appear even bustier than she already appeared. Even her arms, lightly waving against the beat, belied a powerful strength that flashed for brief moments from her subtly defined biceps up down to her lightly fanning hands.

Her form carried her up to the ring, where she would climb to the apron and seductively snaked from between the ropes. With a flourish, her hand undid the knot, letting that skirt fly like a spectre out from the ring. Her bare feet carefully twisted and turned in their sockets as she greeted the fans with outstretched arms. Despite looking like she was ready for the beach, the crowd knew very well how much of a deadly, balanced fighter Madeline was.

The real question is will it be enough? All will be revealed in due time, as well as Madeline’s opponent for tonight.

[FreshBritishSalmon]

A new year had begun, and Emily intended for it to go just as well as the last. She had been made to partake in 4 matches during the past 11 months, and she had won each and every one somewhat convincingly, though there was always a question that niggles in the back of her mind. Was that truly the best that LAW had to offer her? Was she truly already at the top of the food chain? Or had she just been handed a few easy wins to make her record look as good as her legacy? These were all questions that played with Emily's mind.

Thankfully, 2024 had got off to a promising start for Emily, with her being gifted a much more enticing ruleset, a full hour hentai ironwoman match. 60 full minutes of combat and trying to break another woman's will. To Emily, this was a dream come true. Whats even better, was her opponent was somewhat of a rising star, and someone who she actually had caught wind off through the murmurs around town. She had never met this lady, but she certainly seemed like the sort of woman that Emily would have wanted to clash wills with. Of course, Emily was here to win, and she goes into every match hoping for just that. But in the back of her mind, she also wants to have a good duel against a woman on an equal standing, no matter the result.

As she arrived at the arena, she could hear her opponents entry theme blaring away, with the crowd booming and cheering raucous, with them paying an extortionate amount of money to watch this spectacle. She quickly got out of her casual clothes and slipped on her bikini, waiting for her name to be called. And she wouldn't have to wait long.

Emily

Merely seconds later, her name was called out, and though she had no official theme, she walked out to the sound of a generic song that her agent had chosen for her. She waved to the crowd in her bikini, whom tried very hard to get a touch on the blonde, but thankfully, the stewards were able to hold them back. She blow kisses and shook her booty to the crowd for extra eroticism, before slipping under the ropes and heading to the corner, now seeing the woman who had been spoken of so highly.

Madeline Christiansen.

She was certainly a looker, there was no doubt about that. And she exuded sex appeal from all over her body. There was no doubt that this woman would be hard to break down, and that was just what Emily was looking for. After doing a few last minute stretches, she walked forwards with a hand outstretched to formally introduce herself.

"Emily Strager. I hope we have a great time, and give these guys and girls the best show they have ever witnessed" She said with a minxy wink.

[Lightman]

There’s nothing quite like the moment when you get to meet an opponent in person. Even though Madeline has already seen the Indomitable One through archived footage, what’s shown on the screen doesn’t do it justice to seeing the real thing. Seeing them with her own two eyes, in the flesh, and all of their alluring grandeur. In many cases, the Englishwoman could get a true scale of what she’s going up against. Wherever they turn out to be taller than she expected or seeing the minor details that a screen wouldn’t pick up.

At least Emily didn’t have to wait long for Madeline to find out. There was the blonde appealing to the ravenous crowd, and Madeline could see why as Emily walked down the ramp. The curves, the contours, the hardness in the right places, the bikini showing off the best assets. The more Emily came closer towards the ring, Madeline found many things to enjoy. The fact that her reputation in hentai circles just sweetens the deal.

“How polite.” Madeline grinned, emerald pools taking in her opponent’s form. “From what I have seen and heard, a great time is an inevitability. And an understatement.” The English Rose brought a leg up onto the top rope, casually, or rather lazily, stretching. Though not once did she break eye contact with the Indomitable One. “If you have enough in the tank, that is.”

[FreshBritishSalmon]

While Emily's reputation was sky high, so was her expectations. There had been many rumblings and heated debates about whether she could hit the top, and the majority of the betting sites around town had tipped Emily to be the victor, not that Emily would do anything so irresponsible. She wasn't one to be fazed easily, but these expectations were only getting more extreme by the day.

But that wasn't something Emily would let get to her head now. She blocked out the crowd, who at this point were nothing more than a mere distraction, and focused on her bikini clad opponent standing opposite to her. The proposition of getting to handle her opponent was a fun one, and what Madeline said was true. This wasn't going to be a basic match.

"Oh, I have loads in the tank. Why do you think they call me The Indomitable? I would ask you the same thing, but I have heard the murmurs around lately." Emily said, half as a compliment and half as a fact. "But it takes more than good endurance to topple me. Hope you can keep up" She taunted, walking up to the Brit and standing up close to her.

[Lightman]

“There’s always a limit, Ms Indomitable.” Madeline quickly retorted. “Doesn’t matter if it’s the body or the spirit.” And the English Rose has seen plenty of examples of that happening. While many could cling to stories of those able to endure, the simple fact is that eventually there will be a point where they cannot bear it all and give in. No one can fight forever, and nobody can have unlimited orgasms either.

Thus, the onus is on Emily to prove she has enough to last the whole hour. A single fall match was one thing. Multiple falls within a lengthy time limit, however…

“But I will agree. Endurance alone isn’t enough.” Madeline took a step closer, her breasts mashing up against Emily’s. The brunette enjoyed that tight musculature, youthful confidence, and alluring curves. All things she would savour once things began to kick off. “Though unfortunately for you, I won’t be relying on just that~.”

[FreshBritishSalmon]

"Indeed" Emily replied simply as the two bikini-clad women met in the center of the ring, with their minds and bodies ready for the 60 minute onslaught that was to come. Emily had been in multi-fall matches before, and even the occasional 60+ minute match, but she normally obliterated said opponent with ease. The blonde knew that this was not going to be so easy, so she had to give it all she had.

"That is a good thing. I need opponents that can put me to the test. I wouldn't say my last opponents were weak, per say, but they certainly didn't get that close to defeating me." Emily said rather blunty, moving yet closer still so their chests started to mushroom. "But I get the impression that you will be more my style. Not that I am going to let you beat me, but at least you'll make me sweat" She said with a grin.

[Lightman]

“Only sweating? For the whole hour?” Madeline chuckled, even as their breasts mushroomed and Emily stared her down. “I think that expectation might be a tad too high, my dear.”

The English Rose would move past Emily, breasts brushing against each other as she stepped towards the centre of the ring. “But let us see. Wherever you shall ascend to greater heights…or setting yourself up for a great fall~.” The brunette smiled as she settled into her stance. Positioning herself as she always did countless of times, through training, and of course, through the matches. The bell would eventually ring, and the crowd roared in applause as Madeline began to circle the ring.

[FreshBritishSalmon]

"Well, maybe not literally. I highly doubt we could last a full hour of sexual torture without us cumming at least once or more each." Emily chuckled back, realizing her analogy at that moment wasn't the best one.

The blonde waited for the bell to toll, which it soon did. Immediately as she heard the bell, she pounced up with speed, trying to latch her head around her opponents head before her opponent could react. If she did so, she would drop herself to the floor with her legs still in place, before flipping Madeline overhead and slamming her into the mat behind her.

[Lightman]

Madeline already knew what Emily meant, though it was fun teasing her a bit. “Mhm~. I look forward to seeing how well you can physically joust.” The English Rose quipped, waiting for the bell.

60:00

And so it begins. And it was as if Emily treated it as a 100m sprint than anything else as she was already on the hunt for Madeline. Before the brunette knew it, Emily had already grabbed at her head, though her grappling prowess kept things from going any further than that. Using her bigger size to counter the attempted throw, Madeline sought to lift the blonde for her attempt. If successful, she aims to turn the tables with her flip attempt, taking her down with an uranage.

[FreshBritishSalmon]

Emily's first attempts at an attack failed spectacularly, as her opponent quickly turned the tables, bending her around and slamming her to the mat. She let out an annoyed grunt as her opponent tolerably knew what she was doing, but instead of trying to fight to get out, she decided to wait to see if Madeline would make a mistake of her own. She looked at Madeline with a smile, then winked at her.

"Heh, not bad. Go on then, your move" She said with a tease, almost like she was treating this match like a chess game