Reina 'Queen' Virelle vs. Sheila Morgan - Violence Against Nature

[BlackAkuma]

Match Type: Hardstyle Hentai
Victory Conditions: Pinfall, submission or knockout after scoring an orgasm.

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emerged from behind the curtains and out onto the entrance, her

blaring behind her. She looked out at the crowd - loud, raucous, energetic - and breathed in deep to absorb the atmosphere. It brought a shiver down her spine, and she let out a long, hardy laugh.

”Fuck yeah!” She pumped her fist high into the air. ”Good to be back!”

This was the first time Sheila had set foot in the LAW arena in months, after she’d taken a few months to go back home. After getting thrashed in her title match against Hazel, she’d figured it would be good to go back to the outback, back to the bush, recharge in natural habitat, and she was right on the money with that. It had been good to hang out with her old friends, check out her old haunts. Screwing around at the skatepark, trying out a few new tricks. Aimlessly wandering around the mall like a fucking zombie. Chomping down on a burger at her favorite joint, close enough to closing time that the owner was giving her dirty looks.

Good stuff.

But she’d be lying if she said she hadn't missed Tokyo. It was weird to think how much this place had grown on her in such a short time, when it was pretty much the exact opposite of everything she’d grown up with. The big city, the lights, the hustling and bustling of a million worker bees racing through the streets. But fuck if she hadn't gotten addicted to the vibe and the big lights. There was no stage like LAW, nothing even came close, and there was only so long she could stay away from this freakshow.

So, when she got back, and they immediately set her up with a hardstyle hentai match, she took it without a second thought, not even caring who she was facing. Whoever they were, they’d be up against Sheila Morgan at her best and most refreshed.

She rushed down the ramp and slid in under the bottom rope, with enough momentum to carry her to the center of the ring. Sheila popped to her feet with a war cry worthy of her outfit, stormed towards her corner, hopped up on the middle rope, and roared out into the crowd, screeching at the top of her lungs like a madwoman. ”Yeah, you fuckers! You missed me?” She thumped her chest. ”Get fuckin’ ready!”

They threw back the same energy she gave them, knowing that, win or lose, Sheila’s matches were always pure chaos, and this one wouldn’t be any different. The only question was who’d be the other half of the equation tonight - whoever it was, Sheila hoped they could keep up with the pace. As her music faded, she hopped back down, leaned against the corner, and looked up the ramp, idly tapping her bare foot with anticipation…

[The_Queen]

Tonight’s match would be quite different than what Reina has done before in the past, both in LAW and other leagues. This match, which was a hairstyle hentai, would not only push their bodies to the limit but their minds as well, as in order to achieve absolute victory, you must force both a pin and orgasm. Reina watched backstage as her opponent confidently walked to the arena, yelling out in excitement with each step towards the ring. Reina never understood why wrestlers made such a big show when walking down the ramps; after all, the fun truly begins once that bell rings.

After some time, the announcer finally came on the bike and called for Reina to finally step out of the shadows of the backstage curtain and make her way to the ring. Reina moved the cloth over and was immediately covered with both cheers and boos. Her fans from her previous work in other wrestling organizations must’ve shown up to watch Reina fight on a much bigger stage than before. Probably expecting another swift and one-sided victory like those who had dared to go up against the Queen.

She walked at a speed walk pace, waving to the crowd as each look she gave made some of her fans scream from excitement just from being seen. This continued until finally Reina arrived at the ring, going to the middle rope to enter. Afterwards, she would be in the direction of her opponent, staring her down as she announced, “Hello Shelia, are you ready for tonight’s match?” Her tone was cold as she never did tease before a match began since she believed her skills alone would shut anyone’s doubt.

The ref guided her to her corner where she would adjust her black and gold leotard before doing some stretching so she was in top shape. Now the only thing left was for the sounds of the bell which Reina assumed would be happening quite soon.

Spoiler

[BlackAkuma]

Well, Reina was hot, at least. So they were off to a good start, there.

Sheila looked on as her opponent - and sexual partner - for the evening came down to the ring, with no shortage of fanfare behind her. Sheila herself had never heard of the woman, but that didn’t say much by itself, since she wasn’t exactly the sort of person to keep track of things that didn’t directly concern her. But she knew the name this woman went by, how she styled herself as ‘Queen’. You didn’t go around with a title like that if you weren’t capable of backing it up.

Or so Sheila hoped, anyway.

”Back at ya.” She nodded to her opponent and bounced about in her corner, getting hyped up as the referee came between them. She brought her hand, dropped it, and the bell was rang. Time to go.

Some people liked slow starts. They liked to gauge their opponent, test them for weaknesses, probe them before they did anything crazy. Analyze, interpret, then act.

Not Sheila’s style. The moment the bell rang, she came rushing across the ring, leaped up, shot her feet out, and tried to hit Reila in the chest with a running shotgun dropkick.

[The_Queen]

As the ref calls for the bell, Reina ready herself in a defensive position since she often wants to see her opponent’s first move before proceeding with her next move. But what she didn’t anticipate was that her opponent would waste not a single second after the bell rang to strike. Her speed alone was shocking; just a few strides, she was already halfway across the ring before jumping and attempting a drop kick that looked to be aimed right in the middle of Reina’s chest.

At first, Reina just stood there, still holding her position as she had not anticipated the rapid pace early in this match. Just before Shelia’s drop kick could make contact, Reina would sidestep and duck, just narrowly dodging the shotgun dropkick that undoubtedly would’ve left her in a more dire situation had it hit its target.

[BlackAkuma]

Aaaaaaaaand she missed.

Sheila squawked as she flew through the air, suddenly bereft of a target, as Reina managed to sidestep her blow. That was actually a small shock. Her tendency to rush in and take the enemy head-on usually scored a hit, at least right of the gate when people weren’t surprised by it. Blocking it would’ve been one thing, but dodging it? Not bad. This woman had some good reflexes.

Sheila hit the canvas, rolled over to her chest on all fours, then pushed up to her feet and came after Reina again, taking the fight straight to the larger woman. She lashed out, swinging with a wild right hook, one that was meant for her opponent’s face, headless of the size difference between them.

[The_Queen]

Reina’s opponent would soar through the sky before rolling off onto the mat, significantly reducing the impact that Reina thought would at least stun the smaller wrestler. But right away, she rose back up and was on the chase like an animal in the wild. Which I guess fits. Taking a few lunges in a Shelia direction as well, they both meet near the edge of the ring. On her left lie the ropes.

Shelia was fast, undoubtedly faster than her, Reina could argue against that, so she needed to figure a way to slow her down. But before she could think of a plan of action, a sudden right hook angled towards the side of her head was thrown. Reina picked up her arms, having her forearms take the blunt of the blow as she winced from pain once contact was made. Swiftly, Reina slithered her arm swiftly around, going to grab ahold of her opponent’s stretched-out arm by the wrist and armpit.

If she can manage to get ahold of her arm and latch onto it with her skilful hands, she’ll attempt to twist her body over before throwing Shelia over her and down to the floor via a judo throw.

[BlackAkuma]

Sheila could already tell, Reina was going to be one of those sorts of fighters. The sort of opponent who didn’t fight so much as they danced around everything.

The match wasn’t even a minute old, but she could see it in the way Reina moved. That grace, that purpose, the sort of practiced ease that only came from hours and hours of training. It wasn’t something she could ever replicate, not that she would ever want to in the first place. Wrestling was supposed to be dirty and wild and dangerous, not ballet.

That being said, there was some merit to this sort of fighting, as Reina proved when she deftly avoided one of Sheila’s blows and sent her ass-over-teakettel, right on her back. The Wild One hit with an impact that was louder than what you’d expect from a woman her size, but she didn’t stay down for long.

Sheila growled and groaned all at once as she threw her leg up, trying to kick Reina in the face, before she could get out of range - a wild, sloppy attack, but she was never much for finesse.