Ravaging the Cage: Harper 'Cribul' Silva vs. Ibuki Dōji Summer - 60-Minute Iron Woman Hentai

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Fighters: Harper "Cribul" Silva vs, Ibuki Dōji summer

Match Type: Iron Woman Hentai ( Fantasy edition)

Match Win Condition: The goal is to accumulate points by performing submission moves and knockouts before the 60-minute time limit expires. If the referee identifies any medical concerns, the match will be stopped for the safety of the participants.

Unique Match Rules:
Sleeper holds, knockouts and smother knockouts are worth 50 points each. These contribute to the score but do not count as a win condition.
Basic submission holds earn 5 points.
Iconic submission holds are worth 10 points.
Modified submission holds a grant of 15 points.
Hentai submission holds are valued at 45 points—three times the value of a modified submission hold.
Every achieved orgasm automatically adds 100 points to the attacker's score.

Referee: Referee Mills - dressed up to match the theme (NPC)

Ring Type: The custom-designed ring is 1/3 smaller than a standard size, featuring four sets of ropes crafted to resemble vine-covered ropes, adding a wild, primal aesthetic. The floor is made of a softer material than usual, providing a unique, organic feel. The steel cage surrounding the ring is fashioned with a bone-like design, enhancing the Amazonian theme. Bone-style turnbuckles complete the visual, giving the impression of ancient, tribal craftsmanship. The ring’s colour is altered to evoke the look of dense jungle foliage. The cage door will remain securely closed for the full 60-minute duration, with the law logo prominently displayed, adding a final touch of authority.

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The Start:
Harper emerged from the waterfall, her towering, muscular frame gleaming under the sunlight, each step deliberate and powerful as she made her way toward the stone platform. Her skin, oiled and shimmering with a natural glow, revealed the chiseled contours of her body, a testament to years of strength and discipline. Amazonian tribal tattoos, intricate and bold, snaked across her arms, chest, and down her legs—marks of her heritage and battle-hardened resolve. The symbols pulsed with the stories of warriors long gone, but their power was alive in her.

A smile tugged at Harper's lips as she approached, her eyes alight with anticipation. Somehow, she'd found herself in the presence of an Oni humanoid, a creature far smaller than herself—but Harper had learned long ago that size wasn’t always the deciding factor. She had experienced the sting of defeat before, and this match, though exciting, was about more than just winning. For Harper, it was about embracing the exchange of lust and power through the art of wrestling, a dance of dominance and submission.

As she reached the waiting Amazon warriors, one held a towel, another a cloth to dry her, and the third carried a small basket with oils and natural makeup. Harper let them do their work with practiced precision, but there was a playful glint in her eye as she allowed the touch of their hands. Her muscles flexed and rippled as the towel brushed over her skin, the oil adding a glossy sheen that only accentuated the strength in her body. Each movement was fluid and confident, a silent invitation for attention.

Her hair, long and thick, was styled in the traditional Amazonian manner—voluminous and wild, ready to frame the beauty of her fierce expression. The oils and makeup were applied meticulously, enhancing her natural beauty while keeping her battle-ready. Her outfit was simple but revealing, offering just enough coverage to show off her strong, toned physique without hiding anything. Her abs were defined, her legs long and muscular—she moved with a fluidity that was both intimidating and seductive.

Once her preparations were complete, Harper turned toward the ring, her movements sensuous and confident. She walked with purpose, but there was a slight sway to her hips, a flirtatious undertone to the way she carried herself. Before entering the ring, she took a moment to wash her feet, the water cascading over her, a final gesture of respect for the sacred space and her opponent. With a playful smile, she flexed her biceps in the sunlight, showing off her strength as she made her way inside the ring.

Her presence was overwhelming—both a warrior and a woman, ready to challenge the Oni humanoid. Harper positioned herself at the side, her eyes burning with anticipation, a silent invitation to her opponent. Now, it was just a matter of waiting for her challenger to make her move.

[Blade ocs]

Ibuki was supsied that she had to go in wild and going under a water fall she was told. She was confused by this human concept. It is nomral for Amazon's to do this sort of thing.

She went thought the water fall. The water going all over here. Smking her wet. Good thing her attire was made for wetness. She can see her opponent now a Amazon. Shebhas fought them before although she was able to use her power and not get restricted like she has to be now.

She thought her opponent was hot. She looking forward to all of the fun she gonna have with her. Such a new ring too. 4 ropes and the ring got downsized. That fine she not really a "use the ropes" type person.

Sees walsk and she sees Salome form her stable with a big towels for her. She helps drys her up and makes sure she drinks some water before Ibuki enter goes into the ring. Ibuki did some stretching then she enters into the ring.

" I never thogtht i would lewd up a Amazon from the modern era. No, whike.you were showing off you did not intimidate me. Your not what I call intimidating."

She returns the favor by doing her won flexing at her. At the amazing that she will show what it like facing agasit a oni. There big points for KO and lewd submissions. Maybe she will try to aim for those but for now submissions it will be. Well handling her may be a bit difficult since they both have oil on.

outfit

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Harper stood tall in the centre of the ring, her golden eyes fixed on the entrance as her opponent made their approach. A slow, confident smile curved her lips, and she rested one hand on her hip, the other lazily brushing her long, oiled hair back over her shoulder. Her body, glistening under the lights, showcased powerful, well-defined muscles adorned with intricate tribal tattoos, each design telling a story of strength and tradition.

As the Oni entered the ring, Harper’s gaze swept over her opponent, her expression warm yet playful. She shifted her stance slightly, every movement purposeful, exuding confidence and a subtle sensuality. Her deep, rich voice carried a lilting accent—a blend of smooth Brazilian notes and a touch of rugged Australian cadence, making her words as intriguing as her presence.

"Well, ain’t this a treat," Harper teased, her voice smooth and laced with a playful challenge. "You’ve got some guts steppin’ in here with me, huh? Always the smaller ones with the biggest fight."

She chuckled softly, her tone more amused than mocking, and began to stride forward. Her movements were graceful yet commanding, each step accentuating the strength in her long, muscular legs. The light glinted off her oiled skin, highlighting the Amazonian warrior's physique as she stopped just shy of the centre.

"Y’know," she continued, her voice lowering slightly as she glanced at the Oni, "for us Amazons, it’s all about the fight. Strength, skill... passion. This ring’s not just for winning or losin’. It’s where you really get to know someone. Wrestling’s got a way of... bringing out the best in people, yeah?"

Harper’s golden eyes sparkled mischievously as her lips curved into a grin. "And who knows? Maybe we’ll find somethin’ worth enjoyin’ along the way."

When the Oni joined her at the centre of the ring, Harper greeted her with a respectful nod, the smile still lingering on her face. The referee began explaining the rules, but Harper’s gaze occasionally wandered, sizing up her opponent with interest and a hint of admiration.

As the referee finished, the sound of the cage slamming shut echoed through the arena. Harper rolled her neck slowly, flexing her arms in an effortless display of power, the tribal tattoos on her shoulders rippling with the motion. Her excitement was clear in the way her body seemed to hum with energy, ready to unleash her full strength.

"Alright then," she said, her tone playful but carrying an edge of challenge. "Let’s make this one to remember. You ready to put on a show, or should I take it easy on ya first?"

With a wink and a quick adjustment of her stance, Harper settled into position, her entire presence radiating confidence and an eagerness for the battle ahead.

[Blade ocs]

Ibuki was surpsied that tye Amazon was actually telling her about her culture. So the Amazon does want to win but she cares more than just winning.

"My my, educational today are we."

The cage goes down to get lowered. She smirks again.

" well then don't mind if I indulge myself in fighting you though. Are you. Actually undereastiming me because of my size. Tsch tsch. Don't do that with oni."

She goes to her corner and she bends down low. This gives harper a nice view of her tail. Then she goes back up.

"Alright muscle girl. Let's see what you got."

The reff isnoutaide and does the sign to ring the bell. So the march begins.

Ibuki qasted no time she did a small little charge to make it look like she was gonna do a shoulder charge but when close newr harper she jumps up to do a super man punch. May be a little awkward since they are closer but it is a attempt

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The Amazon paused for a moment, her head tilting slightly as she processed the Oni’s words, her lips curling into a playful, almost wicked grin. “Underestimating you ‘cause of your size?” she repeated, her accent thick with an exotic blend of Australian and Brazilian tones, giving her words a lilting, sultry edge. “Oh no, darling, not at all. I just reckon you’ll be a hell of a fight... and maybe more fun in the after-match festivities, hmm?” Her golden eyes sparkled with a bold flirtation, her gaze lingering on Ibuki as she let her words hang suggestively in the air.

Before Harper could follow up with more teasing, the Oni sprang into action, launching herself with a Superman punch that connected squarely with the Amazon’s jaw. Harper’s head snapped to the side, but the blow didn’t have the full impact Ibuki might’ve hoped for. Instead, Harper took a single step back, rolling her neck with a low, throaty chuckle. “Feisty, I like that!” she declared, her tone brimming with approval and excitement.

With a gleam of pure thrill in her eyes, Harper surged forward, her strong, muscular arms shooting out to wrap around Ibuki’s smaller frame. She pulled the Oni close, their bodies colliding as she locked her arms tightly around her foe’s waist, her bear hug unyielding and deliberate. Harper’s powerful hands pressed firmly against Ibuki’s back, her biceps bulging as she poured her strength into the hold, every sinew in her body visibly flexing with effort.

The Amazon’s movements weren’t just about strength, though. She made sure to press their bodies even closer, her chest deliberately mashing against Ibuki’s smaller form. Harper’s generous bust pressed into her opponent’s, the contact unavoidably intimate as her toned abs brushed against Ibuki’s midsection. “Mmm, look at us,” Harper purred, her voice dripping with mischief as she leaned her face close, her breath warm against Ibuki’s ear. “Didn’t think we’d get this cozy so soon, but I’m not complaining.”

She shifted her grip slightly, lifting Ibuki just enough to emphasize her dominance, all while maintaining the crushing pressure of her bear hug. “Let’s see how long you can last like this,” she teased, her tone dripping with flirtatious confidence, every word designed to get under her opponent’s skin in more ways than one. Her golden eyes gleamed with both challenge and unrestrained enjoyment as she tightened her hold further, clearly reveling in the mix of power, closeness, and playful combat.

[Blade ocs]

Ibuki getting caught in this bear hug was a surpsie. What was even more for a surpsie is how intimate she is beging. Making sure her bigger frame sees and ounces agasit her frame. It did get Ibuku aroused that she was doing this time help her win and out fi passion.

"Well aren't you full of surprises. Mmphh. Don't worry you will be sucking my tits after I beat you." Ibuki said to taunt her.

Ibuki went to go and and try to free up a arm to try and strike her. It hard but at the moment she making it harder. She has a idea.

She gets her tail and goes wrap it on one of her arms. She trys to use it other pry her arms open and if she can do it enough she will remove her hand and then start giving her hard punches to her over and over again.if that didn't work she would play dirty and give her a claw to her face.