Clarisse Bennett Vs Yahagi Fujimoto

[Monsy]

Decided by spinny-wheel when both wrestlers enter!

[Hitman45]

"So, those are the rules to this...Hentai fights? I got to wank my opponent off till they climax, and that's how the victory is awarded?" Clarisse was deep in conversation with a crew member, near her entrance tunnel, her expression unreadeable, save for the gentle nods in between their dialogues, indicating that she was indeed listening.

Turning Point, a PPV conducted over the course of one mega, which promised fun, sex and blood—all the ingredients which the LAW universe craved and the management more than happy to cater to them. LAW already had the reputation of letting their talent loose and enjoy the chaos, the results of which were some of the most memorable matches transpired in their amenities, and the fact cash made from such spectacles only made this strategy look good, if not THE way to run a promotion.

This PPV was a rambunctious cocktail of the itches that the audience wanted to scratch, with every participant being put into any randomized match and the most unprecedented stipulations to accompany them. Clarisse, having heard about for so long, since its annnoucement by LAW, decided to enlist as well, to see what the fuss was all about.

"Okay...entrance, wait, announcements, explanantion of rules, spin the wheel and get ready for any stipulation presented. Am i getting this right?" The crew member nodded, her eyes trained on some forms she had on a clipboard, chewing a gum. "That's about it. Now, get into some threads and look pretty, hot stuff..." She smirked knowingly, strolling away after giving Clarisse's butt a gentle smack.

Taking a few minutes to get ready, Clarisse, perched at the entrance of the chasm, soon walked out when all the lights got dimmed, with a practiced ease. She navigated through the narrow path, the crowd mistaking her for one of the many people flocking the place. A swimsuit clung inside of her top and pants, snugly wrapped around her battle-worn physique, just in case the stipulation went in the lewd direction.

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"Continuing to the next match of the night, to be decided by fortune, as the fights before.... FIRST UP, FROM LONDON, ENGLAND, STANDING AT 5'11", WEIGHING IN AT 158 POUNDS....POPPING UP OUT OF NOWHERE....CLARISSE "NOBODY" BENNETT !!!"

Clarisse landed with a dull thud leaping over the barricade and got inside with an air of nonchalance, despite the facte that she was still bothered about performing in front of thousands of people. Her heart starte to beat faster and a beat of sweat trickled from the side, when the lights returned. She had to get used to performing like this, else, there wouldn't be much of a career left for her, which the brawler couldn't afford. Closed door fighting can only pay so much.Not daring to look around, the brawler, as usual tilted her head down to face the mat, her demeanour as neutral as clear water....