Madeline Christiansen vs. Nera Moon - In The Heat of the Night

[Lightman]

Match Type: Hentai Submission
Victory Conditions: Achieved via submission over an opponent after they have achieved a forced orgasm.
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It’s fair to say that Madeline had become quite the busy bee over these past few weeks. With a slew of matches that couldn’t have gone any better if she had a night alone with them, came a lot of opportunities. Chief among them were, as you guessed it, more matches.

Though this is the first time that Madeline would be among the intergender fans in the arena. As much as she enjoyed the fun she had with the special stipulations, the home audience deserved some love too. There was a certain sinful appeal of making someone climax beneath the stage lights of the public, unravel and expose themselves again and again in front of the world in a moment of unparalleled bliss. Although a few places in Europe could supply that moment, none of them were on the scale that LAW could offer.

And it seems the whims of fate had blown in her favor tonight in the form of one Nera Moon. Madeline took the moment to look over the name on the match card as she sat on the bench backstage, one leg crossed over the other and humming a wistful tune. Losing wasn’t on her agenda tonight, but for this public appearance, she intended to have as much fun as possible. Her lips pursed into a delighted grin as the stagehands called her over, leaving the match card behind as she stood and walked toward the entrance.

Her music pulsed through the arena, an alternating white and magenta hue bathed the runway, fading and merging over one another as the Englishwoman stepped out from behind a splash of light. Lithe legs and thighs glistened with the light as they carried her down the ramp, her hands brushing the ends of her brunette locks across her shoulders as she came to the bottom of the ramp and neared the edge of the ring. Madeline would reach up and swing one leg through the ropes as she stepped through, dragging the other one far behind her as she stretched and put its fine structure on display before bringing it through. The Englishwoman stepped towards the center, spreading her arms wide as she stood over the LAW logo. Madeline would cross one leg over the other in a bow far too formal for what was about to partake in the match ahead.

Though a bit of pleasantry didn’t hurt, Madeline thought, as she made her way toward the corner. Her smile never wavered, if only because she was curious to see this particular cat.