Catch A Champion By Her Toe - ( For TheManVan )

[Monsy]

Defeat was a tenuous beast for Karla “Ray” Reinhardt.
After limping backstage, an entourage cloaked her nude rushed her being with a coat. A haze set upon her mind. Exhaustion caused her limbs to quake, making her walk clumsy and slow. Eventually, she returned to her limo. The leather interior rolled into makeshift moves, mocking her defeat. Did she care? No, she didn’t have the strength to argue her own self-consciousness.

She bathed that night. The bubbling waters soothed her trembling skin, washing away sweat and shame. Then, she dined in a housecoat before heading to bed, enveloped by white, fluffy blankets and crowned by a feline. Come morning; her mood still felt sour. And so, she visited her private gym, sinking her fists into a red heavy bag. The room was spacious, sprawling with cardio and weight equipment, surrounding an empty ring. Then, with the sweat still fresh on her forehead, a servant approached, dressed in a black and white suit. She clung to the heavy bag, poking her head out the other side.

“Miss Reinhardt.” A servant approached, bowing his head.
“Your transportation awaits. If I may ask, where will you be heading today? Shall I prepare dinner in anticipation for your return?”

Karla breathed labouredly through loosely wound lips, her lungs like hot rocks, itching with every breath that scratched her throat.

“...Yes. I’ll be returning to my Law today. There’s some… unfinished business.”

After dismissing the servant by waving her hand, she turned, facing a nearby mirror. She bit her pointer finger, forcing a smile.

“Rei, Rei, Rei. It’s time we meet again.” Lest she admits inferiority to another woman, something a Reinhardt could never accept. And so she prepared.

That being; her appearance. She first washed her hair, tempering it until it glistened and was fluent like a current. Then her attire. A full-suit of leather donned her hour-glass frame, hugging every curve from her legs, buttocks, hips, midriff, chest and arms. She wore heels, an oversized white coat, red shades and velvet lipstick. Now, she was ready. Not even an hour later, skipping breakfast, she left her residence, sitting on the same bench where the walls used to mock her.

They were quiet. She felt fresh, reinvigorated and adamant on seeing her wishes realized. Those who relished in her weakness would be punished. So she told herself.

Arriving at the LAW centre, she stormed from her limo, entering the building to hunt for Rei Tachibana. Titleholders were easy to track; simply flash some cash. Or, ask the staff. Who were they to refuse Reinhardt's demands? Luckily, they obliged. And like a dog chasing a scent, she honed in on Rei's lockerroom.

Her stride echoed throughout the halls. Stealth wasn't her motto. Instead, she approached with a clear warning; her rage expressed through that rudimentary frown. Arms shot forward like vipers, seeking to latch onto Rei's biceps. If successful, Karla pushed her chest into Rei's own like two bulls locking horns, hoping to pin her back against the wall. It was nothing short of rough. Rei deserved that, making her seep malice that poured from Karla's glare.

"We're not through."

[TheManVan]

In the hallways of LAW, Rei was on her way back to her locker room all of the promotional work and other business behind the scenes as she was dressed in a formal shirt and skirt that clung tightly to her body as her Championship resting on her shoulder. She was ready to undress into something less stuffy and more free to breathe. But just as she thought her day was over, a sudden occurrence showed that her day was far from over as she heard her strong footsteps from behind her.

As she turned around, she barely had enough time to react and see who it was that was following her before she was shoved against the walls, her arms pinned against it with two firm hands planted against it and trapping her against another woman's body. At first rage and anger flowed through her body from the rude greeting, but soon she saw that it was a certain red head who was pressed against her, breasts shoving against each other between their bodies as Rei smiled, contradicting the look of wrath from Karla.

"Oh? And what is there that needs to be settled? Last I remembered, I left you beaten as both a wrestler and a woman." Rei smiled leaning her head closer to Karla's, although she knew her words would do nothing to improve the current mood of Karla, she couldn't help but prod at the girl who was so aggressively demanding her attention.

[Monsy]

It was warm against the Champion.

The proximity and building body heat from their mashed frames created a vivid reminder of their contest. Were the memories sweet or vile? She couldn’t decide. Not yet. Right now, she only wanted vengeance. She couldn’t acknowledge the loss nor humiliation, neither did Karla appreciate their tone; the smile she’d love to snub, smother and pound - choosing one was unthinkable.

“That's... Correct.”

Her frown sprung into a lopsided smirk. Better wrestler AND woman? It made her snicker. Admittingly, they had a way of yanking at her nerves - not that it was difficult.

Still, Karla’s grip tightened. Her hands like vice-grips, digging into the suit with ten claws. A heavy breath left her lips, easing the tension in her hold.

“But I remember something too. Perhaps you've forgotten, so allow me to scene it for you."

One hand lifted from the pin, hoisting a finger. "Early in the match, the great Champion, Rei Tachibana, was trapped and completely dominated by her smaller competitor, unable to hold back the inevitable. I remember how she kicked and whined like a broken dog. And if the match had different rules, she would've lost right then and there. Not a good image, especially if Miss Tachibana plans to keep her gold.”

[TheManVan]

Rei's lips curled into a smile with reminding Karla what had happened during their match. But by that dint, her former opponent saw fit to remind her of what happened at the beginning rather than the end. Her as an upstart forced the Hentai Champion to cum first, it wasn't a notch on the list that Rei could write off as a fluke. The girl had came at her with such fiery intensity and refused to let up.

It was admirable that a young girl would come at her with no hesitation as Champion. But Rei's pride was not to be unscathed since that. Her eyes narrowed as those words rattled around in her head, the nails of Karla sinking into the fabric of her suit as she pushed forward into Karla, meeting the intimidation tactic head on as their breasts mashed into one another even harder.

"Oh? And does little Miss Redhead want a shot at it? Because if people remembered, they would remember you cumming twice in a lustful mess and once even hung upside down as all your juices rolled down your body. I say for a first match, I made it memorable for you and everyone watching." Rei fired back as she lowered her head closer to Karla's!

[Monsy]

Like that, Rei threw Karla's mind into a mire.
Those moments, mewling, moaning and gushing. Everything was bare; nothing held back as a tongue ravaged her being until she broke. It didn't sit well; no, the sound was something her ears loathed to hear, and mind ached to remember. Could a Reinhardt ever admit what happened? Not directly. Neither was it denied. Such a tale was told by her visage being overrun by heat. Her cheeks resembled rose-petals, sweat itching her hairline and nape whilst something jammed her throat.

“I-I…”

The grip seemed to loosen, her head leaning back as if retreating from the Champion like a frightened puppy. Nothing Rei said was false. Even the egotist knew she’d been made a mockery. That’s why she couldn’t simply fold. No, the feelings didn’t wash away. Neither now nor ever if Rei Tachibana held this over her head.

But to do so, she needed control.
A few measly seconds is all she needed, with Rei’s neck perfectly positioned for Karla’s hand to reach up and snatch, forcing them flat against the wall. Her leg came forth, seeking to push between the Champion’s thighs and close this question of dominance. A pure, unmitigated fire burned inside those ruby hues, pointed upward through loose velvet hairs. Her lips, once narrow and stunned to silence, now rumbled as the corner of her upper lip quivered with growls.

〝Enough! I’ve heard… Quite enough. Wouldn’t it be better for us to explore the future rather than the ugly past? I mean, we both know I’d beat you in a rematch. Keheh, I already came close on my first try.

Maybe, in a month, I’ll best you in your own field; sex, isn’t it? Mm, no… I’ll give you a week. So, what do you say? Right now. Rematch. Me…〞

She arched onto her tippy toes, bringing a union between their hips and Karla’s lips brushing along Rei’s chin.

〝And you?〞

[TheManVan]

Rei's words cut deep in her red headed challenger, stopping her in her tracks if only for a moment. But a moment was enough for Rei to smile, her opponent was adorable in remembering how she lost ever so sexily to the Champion as Rei leaned closer. "I remembered you moaning and writhing in my arms, your little body squishing underneath me as I held you down, taking your pride as a wrestler....and as a woman." she let out, whispering low into Karla's face.

But Karla was anything but meek, even if for a moment she was stumbling from Rei's words, she did not retreat and once she had regathered herself, she came right back into Rei both physically and mentally, shoving back into the Champion as she grabbed Rei by the neck. A sharp gasp escaped Rei's mouth as the motion of her neck being seized caught her off guard as Karla spoke strong, demanding a rematch from her in a trek to forge a new future.

With a hand on her neck, Rei's body reacted with it's free hand shooting up and grabbing Karla by the neck in return. But even with the amount of tension between the two, Rei's lips were still in a smile. She loved this fire from the young girl, trying to come and take what she felt was her right from the Champion in her own playground no less!

How could Rei not grant that wish as the two of them squished body to body and mere inch away from each other's lips.

"Hu hu...you make a strong proposition young Karla...fine. I accept. Let's have a sexfight. But not here...I know some place better." Rei cooed as she shoved Karla back by the neck. Her suit was ruffled from their little tussle, but Rei made no effort to fix it as she began to walk down the hallway, the clacking of her heels echoing out with each step as she walked with a purpose.

She had the perfect place in mind as she lead Karla through the halls until they reached a double door, opening it up to reveal a large room with a bed in it. Lights shined on the bed to illuminate it as it was meant to be a promoshoot that had already ended, having been left there for later when the show was over as not a soul was around the area besides for the two of them.

A perfect place for an impromptu duel of sex.

Walking towards the bed, she set her Championship on a nearby chair, facing the bed as it's only spectator as she turned to face Karla at the door, arms crossed underneath her breasts as she cocked her hip out, smiling at her new 'rival'. "Here. I think this shall suit our desires, no?"

[Monsy]

Words are her kingdom; yet, even the most solid foundation can waver if pressed in the correct point. Such was Rei’s rebuttal, throwing Karla’s mind into thoughts she spent over a day to suppress. Incalculable amounts of shame don her, melting composure into the burning heat upon her cheeks. Then, it switched to wrath. With her hand clutching Rei’s throat, her retort was all too clear: be silent. She’ll hear no more for her temper’s sake. And so, she challenged the champion. Not for titles or stipulations, but a simple opportunity to even the score. Neither a hand deterred her challenge; in fact, she dared Rei to squeeze a little more by pushing her neck against their hand. And she did the same, pressing her fingertips into the sides, not to choke, but to spark a sensation.

Upon being shoved, she retreated three quick paces, garnering a growl as she rubbed her numbing throat. It felt so foreign - to be defied, from her childhood to adulthood, surrounded by nothing but reverence and respect. And now, she was the one following, the barrage of heel steps echoing like a clicking stampede.

Once inside the open-space, Karla’s eyes surveyed the cone of studio lights flashing upon a pearl-coloured bed. White mats surrounded the mattress, further layered by ring posts and rope, connecting three of the four sides. Alas, the room’s sides were decadent with marble vanities, oral mirrors and steel chairs. She grabbed the nearest one, closing the double-doors then wedging them shut with the chair. For good measure, she thrust her boot into the base, the metal screeching across the floor, coupled with one fiery-filled yell.

Straightening her posture, she whipped around on her ankle, overturning her hips until one foot stomped forward, “Yes. It’ll do.” She said.

Now, she strode forth, a purposeful sashay that marched right up to the Champion’s ruffled front. Hands placed upon their shoulders, issuing a controlled shove with Karla advancing in tandem, attempting to force them to sit on the bed’s edge. Both legs hugged the outside of Rei’s thighs, her leather-swathed bottom cushioning the Champion’s like a Queen and her beloved throne.

Peering left, her eyes found the Hentai Championship Belt, sitting pretty upon a chair. Soon, her hand found it too, pulled into her lap, then thrown over her shoulder like she owned it. Should any hand come near, Karla is sure to strike it down. At least, for now.

“I’m curious… How possessive are you of this belt? Does it upset you if I wear it like so? No, no, I have a better question. What if I defeat you like I know I can, then walk away with this?”

[TheManVan]

Watching the fiery redhead jam the door shut, ensuring that no one would be able to enter the room as they had their private duel, the intensity in the room multiplied as Rei could already began to feel herself getting excited. Her blue eyes were locked on Karla as she marched right up to her, the Champion stood with a hand on her hip as her younger challenger made a bee line for her as her hands pressed hard against her shoulders and shoved Rei back onto the bed.

Landing on the fluffy mattress, Rei soon found the girl sitting on her lap as she would found the position incredibly hot with the forward Karla on her like this. But when she grabbed her Championship that was a different story as the Champion reached up and grabbed onto the top of the belt, asserting her control and possession of the belt. But her attempts at such control was swatted away as Karla defended the belt, acting as if she had won the Hentai Championship herself!

A stern frown curled on Rei's face, her Championship in the hands of another woman who did not beat her for it. A metaphorical slap in the face for the fighting Champion, "It won't be easy little girl. If you beat me here, you'll have the right to actually challenge me for it like a proper adult. But we all know you aren't at that level yet are you?" she sneered back, challenging the young redhead's bite with her own before her hands snapped up, trying to get a double grip on Karla's collar before attempting to roll the pair on the bed.

[Monsy]

Akin to gasoline on a fire, Rei’s frown ignited her smile to new heights.

Ever since Karla’s grudge against the Champion, she wanted to break that cool-headed demeanour. That smile, composure; crush it into something far more... KRR’s style: Explosive. And like playing with fire, Karla rolled her hips forward, colliding with Rei’s to bring their chests into unity. Then, she struck. Her back slapped the warm mattress, sinking further with Rei’s weight piling on. If tension weren’t palpable, she’d allow herself to bask in her heart’s rampant flutter. Her body felt lighter; hotter. Still, calling her little girl was simply unforgivable. The look cast upward was one of focus, and her upper-lip twitching with growls seeping out in every long breath.

Instinct poured into her mind, moving her knees to hug their ribs. Her thighs hugged their frame, locking ankles at the back. Then, she smeared the Champion’s face with her accolade, hoping to weaponize their pride to allow Karla to roll the pair over. Here, she’d seat their breasts, bouncing twice and hoisting the folded title above her head.

“Careful, little doggy. It would be best if you didn’t hurt yourself. After all, you need to keep this title warm for a real fighting champion. That’s why I think we need to fancy a little wager. When I pin you to this mattress, for three, no, ten seconds, I want you to call me Miss Reinhardt and only that. Not little girl. Is that acceptable?”

[TheManVan]

The two women slammed together as Rei pulled on Karla, pulling them tight together as their breasts mashed together as she rolled the pair over on the bed looking to try and reassert herself as the dominant of the two. But as their clothed bodies grounded into each other, Karla's legs wrapped tightly around her waist, squeezing hard and locking around her body to keep control of Rei and even more humiliatingly enough, Karla pressed her own Hentai Championship into her face!

Forcing Rei to continue rolling, Rei found herself right back underneath Karla, looking up again as Karla held her Championship above her head, acting like she was the Hentai Champion! An angry glare shot up from Rei's eyes, not pleased at all at the upstart acting as if she had beaten Rei and became Hentai Champion.

Now Rei was ever more motivated to beat Karla once again, to show her who was the real woman of the two of them as she shot both of her hands up. Since both of Karla's hands were preoccupied holding her title, Rei took the initiative and planted her hands into her young breasts and gave a hard shove to push her back into the bed as she would rise up.

"Fine then. Ten Count it is. If you can beat me, I'll call you that, Little Karla. But how about we add more to that wager? When I win, I get to pick the next match. You need more than just a good fucking, I think you need to be humbled again in front of a live crowd, Little Karla." Rei sneered as she got to her knees, grabbing her suit jacket and pulling it off, tossing it aside as she began to unbutton her white shirt, pulling it apart and out of her skirt before discarding that.

"Strip. Get naked. We're not going to waste any time." she decreed as she began to work on her lower half of her attire and the underwear underneath.