For Want of a Pillow: Elise Benoit vs. Sophia Adachi

[Winter]

Conditions: Knockout or submission.
Special Rules: Match takes place in a small bedroom setting, with both women required to wear lingerie.

Sophia Adachi didn't...understand the reasoning here.

The administrators knew her background. She had martial arts training. Fighting on the equalizing space of the mats was her specialty, and where she hoped to prove her worth and gain a name for herself through a proof of her skill and technique. From the moment she had arrived, she had made her goals clear when she had been asked. Those goals did not include standing stiffly and staring down at her own toned stomach and ignoring her few-too-many curves pouring from the red lingerie she wore, while her stomach did repeated flips in anticipation for a match in a bedroom with another woman. With...little to nothing covering either of them.

Sophia worked relentlessly to bite back her nerves, while she stood somewhat drawn inwards as if she would be less exposed the thinner she became, but it was a most difficult task. It was not that she was unwilling, and had in fact agreed despite her own anxiety when the offer had been presented, knowing that she might have the chance to...improve and grow out of her comfort zone with this opportunity.

But this was very far from her comfort zone, and as she took one last opportunity to feel of her own soft skin at her hips, belly, and chest as if she might find some source of embarrassment that might not have been there before, she was informed by some disembodied voice over a speaker that she should go inside and prepare.

Sophia gathered her dignity, and her anxious frown turned into one of focus. She would still represent herself well, it would go fine (she tried to believe), and she would emerge from the match with a victory no matter the circumstances. That pep talk replayed in her mind as she strode inside, closing the door behind her, and regarded what looked precisely like someone's bedroom...with an extra large bed awaiting as the feature.

She willed herself to start stretching, eying the other door for the Elise who was to be her opponent.

[Satoshi]

It seemed more and more like LAW was the perfect place for Elise. Every match an enticing opportunity as it seemed like the management knew exactly what she wished and worked to give it to her. Well, it was probably more that the fans and Elise's match preferences lined up pretty well but that didn't really matter. There would be no crowd in her next bout, only a plethora of expertly hidden cameras, transmitting the match from every angle. Not that Elise cared as she was confident in her victory as ever.

Her opponent was certainly interesting. A lightweight martial artist, who was pretty decent in the ring but had absolutely no sexual experience. Likely susceptible to Elise's domineering sensuality. She just needed to distract her and get her into a strong hold and make her submit. Shouldn't be too hard, especially with the height and weight advantage the girl had.

Running through everything in her head again, Elise opened the door to the room. She immediately locked eyes with her opponent, shooting a confident gaze her way, her eyes not parting from there for a single second as she walked inside slowly, placing one leg right in front of the other, showing off her body to the other wrestler. She was wearing nothing more than a bra and a metallic looking piece covering her crotch. "So you're going to be my victim today?" She asked in a low, sensual but confident and domineering tone. "I'm a little disappointed they put us in a bed but won't let me fuck you." She then added bluntly, checking the girl's reaction. SHe wanted to know how she would react if she went down that path before the match started.

After the little talk, she would continue gazing at Sophie as she reached the edge of the bed and would place one knee after the other on it, kneeling near the edge waiting for the other girl to join.

[Winter]

The stretching stopped as soon as she heard the door open, and Sophia briskly turned to face the figure who entered, her nerves sending her stomach into all manner of flips.

The woman looking back, straight into her eyes from the second she watched in, was not only lithe, dark, and beautiful, but wearing...so little...and walking...with such a complete comfort and control with the situation that Sophia had to battle with an instinct telling her to take a step back. As it was, she held her ground but fidgeted with her fingers as she watched Elise approach her. Elise looked like she belonged here in the bedroom. Sophia wondered who had thought she was a suitable fit to be on camera with...

Her mind shut down the moment she heard the woman's voice and "victim," as she searched for something to say in response beyond the pair of "ummm"s and "uhhh"s she offered, but as soon as she got her thoughts back together...

Her opponent loathed not being able to...fuck her.

Somehow going pale and red all at once, Sophia froze and blinked a few times, something gnawing at her from her core. That was one of the boldest things anyone had ever said to her. "I-I... I'm...sorry?", she wasn't, of course, but what else could she say with her tongue feeling like a ten-ton anvil in her mouth.

A pride won out, however, and made Sophie narrow her eyes on the...admittedly graceful woman. "They also didn't pick me to be your...victim," she pointed out, her husky voice louder, though it quickly quieted for her to mumble, "I don't know why they picked me for this at all..." She straightened her neck in pride, nonetheless, right up until...she watched Elise promptly take to the side of the bed, curling her mostly-exposed body onto the side of it as if she was waiting to...have a tryst with someone.

Sophia swallowed. Perhaps logic told her that she shouldn't give Elise what she wanted, that she could start the match anywhere, but something about the way the woman looked so expectantly at her made her...put one foot in front of the other, still making herself thin, and begin to walk over towards the side of the bed. She eyed Elise's figure from behind her long, side-swept bangs before she, too, finally loosened her curvy frame and started up onto her own side of the bed. She curled there for a moment, hands on her thighs before she straightened and tried to convince herself of the normalcy of the clash by lifting up with her hands raised in front of her, like a practiced martial artist.

[Satoshi]

Elise could quickly tell her charm was working. The other girl seemed like a fish out of the water. Maybe it would have been a different story in a ring but as it was Elise had the battle of nerves locked down. All Sophia managed was a weak protest against Elise's words. "It's smiple, really. They want you to lose. to experience defeat in this bedroom. To see what it's like to have your almost naked boy toyed with. And send you home wanting more of it. And there's no one better at LAW to do that than me."

Overwhelmed by Elise's will Sophie climbed onto the bed on her knees just like Elise. "Now, just give in fast and I may give you a taste of what you're missing out on... we can turn thos over to a hentai match yet." Elise smirked. Then she didn't give time for Sophie to process her words, moving to her and locking up, fighting to push the wrestler down to the bed. She needed to get the girl down fast to keep her under her spell. Losing control could make things spiral out of her hand completely. While staying on top could earn her a fast victory.

[Winter]

Every word that came from Elise's mouth worked like sandpaper, prickling and abrasive against Sophia's too-bare flesh and mind both. Realizing that her mouth was dropping open the longer and more explicit the explanation got, Sophia wedged it shut, only to pull it open again in a search for some...reasonable way she could respond, with defiance or shock or...

But with her head swimming from knowing how she did have an almost-naked body and almost fearing that she would want...no, no she wouldn't, of that she was certain. With the attitude Elise seemed to carry for her...superiority, Sophia wanted nothing more than to silence her.

It took a great deal of work, but Sophia got her scattered thoughts together, ignoring the gentle ache that mixed with the near-feeling of nausea in her midriff, and finally got to the defiance once she had clambered onto the bed. "I don't think a single word of that's true. I have..."

Elise's words cut into hers...and they were just as jarring. Squinting and shaking her head in an effort to understand and get out the words to say that this match had nothing to do with hentai, Sophia was caught leaning to one side as soon as Elise moved her way.

And she had no idea what to do atop a bed. Thrusting her shoulders forward, she met Elise in the middle so she wouldn't fall off her side of the bed, and their arms locked...leaving Sophia nearly face-to-face with her opponent. Biting her lip as her shoulders strained, she evaded Elise's eyes by lowering her head, then glanced away from the woman's chest.

Strong for her size, Sophia held her ground for a moment with a soft groan leaving her lips...but she found her left knee awkwardly sinking into the bed. Her situation worsened quickly, with her having no experience with a test of strength and her opponent the larger woman...and Sophia slipped over and onto her hip, grimacing as she held her hands above her to keep Elise at bay.

[Satoshi]

Elise's words earned her the advantage as Sophia struggled to collect her thoughts and keep her mind in the match. She couldn't really retort, not physically nor verbally only managing a half-sentence in between Elise's words. As well as being silenced by the other girl, Sophia was quickly losing the physical battle as well, as she put up some fight but soon ended up falling back in the bed.

As she managed to push the other girl down Elise would rise from her knees to her feet moving forward, then she would suddenly kick her legs up from the bed and get them in front of her, landing on top of Sophia. Then Elise would try to wrap her thighs around the girl's head, with an attempt to free one hand and use it to wedge the girl well into the hold. In case she secured it Elise would place her hands on Sophia's thighs behind her to hold them down and to hold herself up.

The exertion of the fight would silence her a little but if she got the hold in Elise would resume talking. "Every word is true and you know it. Just look at yourself. Wrapped in two small red pieces." She squeezed her legs a bit to remind Sophia of her situation. "Presented as a gift to me. So I can have my fun with you. And everyone knows how that ends. You crave more from me, you'll find and in the end, you'll be wearing even less than now." Elise smirked.

[Winter]

Sophia's mind raced with thoughts of what Elise might try to do, as she was pressed into the mattress and the other woman began to use her leverage to place herself above the straining martial artist.

Then her weight dropped. Sophia's breath whooshed out of her lips, but she was still able to recover quickly enough to watch, wide-eyed, as Elise's legs shifted forward and pincer around either side of her head. A sinking feeling worked into her gut as she felt the woman's warm skin close around her cheeks and temples, and she was already unwinding her hands free from Elise's to grasp at the trapping thighs when the other woman took her head and pulled her face deeper towards her crotch.

"Nuh...", Sophia moaned, as the legs held her skull in place and forced her to stare upwards at the length of Elise's lithe body as the woman in the dominant position leaned back with Sophia already in trouble. Her hands came up to pull at the tops of Elise's thighs, but her hands only slid off of lean muscles too powerful for Elise's arms to unwedge them.

But as the taunting words came down from Elise as Sophia tried to look up into the woman's confident features, and a squeeze followed that made her moan again as her head was briefly crushed by the pressure, she tried anyway. "No...", she defied, as her fingers gripped and tried to wedge between the thighs in a desperate bid to pull them apart. "Get...off..."

[Satoshi]

Elise locked her opponent in a tight head scissors squeezing the cute face between her thighs. Sophia's hands went onto her thighs gripping, and successfully wedging in between Elise's thighs as she continued the defy the girl verbally. However even as her fingers found some way into the gap between Elise's thighs it wasn't enough to push them apart and free herself, only relieving a small bit of the pressure on Sophia's head.

"Oh, come on, I could see how you were looking at me. Your mind is already giving in. You've got some talk left in you but not for long." She grabbed one of Sophie's hands and would try to slide it up her thigh and then onto her stomach, letting the lightweight feel up Elise's body. "You'll beg for me soon enough."

After the movement, she let go of Sophia's arms letting her keep it on Elsie's stomach or move it back as she wished. Elise wasn't afraid of the girl struggling between her legs. However, Elise was craving Sophia. She needed the girl to surrender herself as LAW had a strict policy in non-hentai matches and with all the cameras watching Elise had to follow it.

Her free hand stayed on Sophia's thigh and would caress it, sliding onto her inner thigh and then up towards her crotch stopping just before the girl's panties. "I wonder how long till you give in to me." She continued. Her legs kept Sophia in place but they didn't give out an overwhelming squeeze as Elise needed the girl's senses active and not numbed by the pain for now.

[Winter]

Sophia, to the tune of small grunts of effort and worry that the legs around her head would soon constrict and make her suffer, dug her fingertips into the inner thighs that entrapped her with all of her might to try and gain enough of a grip to separate them, but she was left to stare at them as they worthlessly slid over Elise's smooth skin, to no avail.

With her anxiety growing, Sophia started to try and process her next option and shut out Elise's taunting words, just in time for Elise to...grab her hand, but not like she wanted to hurt it. Instead, the martial artist was rendered a passive, confused observer as Elise slid the hand down her thigh, forcing Sophia to grope the appendage that held her captive, and then shifted it onto her abs. When Elise let her hand go, Sophia was so distracted by what had happened that her hand remained listless against Elise's stomach.

The woman wasn't...squeezing her so hard. And all of this...obsession with having Sophia want her...

Her attempts to comprehend why it was all happening came to an immediate end when Sophia felt the woman's hand slipping up her thigh. "Nnn...quit...it!" The hand on Elise's stomach came to life, at first trying to claw but the tips sliding once more over Elise's toned figure. An instinct took over a moment later, however, and Sophia drew her hand back as far as she could stretch it from her shameful position before throwing a sharp chop towards Elise's solar plexus.

[Satoshi]

Elise's teasing seemed to have little effect, the girl seemingly impervious to her charms. Although her next rejection seemed more forced. But it could have been just the girl's tough situation that made it harder for her to speak. But Elise didn't get a lot of time to think through that as she received a powerful punch, making her bend forward as she grunted in pain. Her legs released Sophia as the pain overwhelmed the seductress, allowing the girl to slip free.

It would take Elise a bit to recover allowing Sophia to attack her if she wished though she did get a few words out. "Oh come on... Don't tell me you're not interested." She hoped that she managed to plant at least some confusion in Sophia's head to slow her counterattack down, and maybe even make her submit down the line. She doubted the girl could stay completely uninterested.