Courtenay Astley vs Torra Shinjiro - A Delightful Offering

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Match Rules: I Quit - Loser becomes a POW

Courtenay was all to eager to take control of people and seize power wherever she could, with her nature and background all but compelling her to do so. So it was that that she took up wrestling and maintaining a fabulous mansion that catered to all tastes, be it wrestling or wrestling in a more.....sensual or dominated sense. This combination was what made Courtenay take up wrestling in LAW, all the ways she could get involved in other people and take control of them and slam them about should they not accept her wise and generous touch was too good to pass up for the British noble. Alas it had taken some time for the Machiavellian Queen to be booked in a match, so she got to grips with the language of Japan and establishing herself in the 'entertainment' industry. Already her elaborate house had earned many patrons, enjoying Courtenay's style of western deviancy and wrestling. But still Courtenay was ever persistent in claiming what she wanted, thankfully LAW seemed to get the memo for the English lady and had given her a match here tonight.

Torra Shinjiro, Japanese from the sounds of it. A look at a picture of him told Courtenay that she simply must have him at her estate. Upon arriving in Japan the lady had brought many of her workers overseas, but she was looking to get new blood in. Some local talent as it were, to not only speak the language but also to cater to those who sought it out. The match rules tonight only helped in this, Courtenay would make sure Torra got a taste of what she could offer him should he sign up. And if not well......its not like he'd have a choice given how the English lady would slam him about tonight. Already the ideas ran through the Machiavellian Queen's mind as she sat in a locker room, crosslegged atop one of her servants who were under her on hands and knees. Another tended to her hair and lightly caressed her bare skin as she hummed playfully to herself.

Eventually a stage hand would inform the English lady that it was time for her to make her way to the ring, Courtenay uncrossed her legs and stood upright and gazed at herself in the mirror, smirking as she was every bit as delightful as she always was~

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Her quartet of maids, all dressed in a variety of styles from Victorian to Japanese accompanied her down the hall as Courtenay's heels clicked and clacked on the floor as they neared the entrance ramp, where the lights in the arena would dim and the theme song of the Machiavellian Queen called Face Your Fate blared from the speakers as Courtenay would boldly stride out to the ring to a roaring ovation. Clearly some of the people in attendance had been at her establishment before hand, excellent~

Courtenay would climb to the apron, whereupon one of her maids would open the ropes for her to easily slip through. Although the English lady remained in place bent over, just to display her magnificent rear end a bit to entice the crowd~ Before licking her lips and entering the ring, whereupon the Machiavellian Queen would order one of her maids to act as a seat and prop their back for her. Another had carried to the ring what looked like a large bag containing what seemed to be clothes whilst another prepared a cup of tea for Courtenay as she waited for her opponent for tonight.........

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"45..46...47...48..49...50! Nailed it!" The sound of cheer and accomplishment is coming from the agile pretty boy known as Torra shinjiro. He was backstage doing some sit ups to psyche himself up for the match he has today. And it wasnt just a nomral match oh no, it was a i quit POW match, meaning that the match will end if one says i quit and the loser gets to come home with the winner. And he was up agisnst a woman named Courtenay astley, who was a British noble lady looks like torras gonna have to treat her with respect. But he was gonna do his best. He blushed a little since it was a i quit match but he snapped out of it. he was wearing notning but long pants and no shirt. Soon he was called down to the ring. "Welp ole boy, time to show the British noble what this tiger can do!" He said playfully as he walked over to the ring.

He waved to the crowd as hs walked over to the ring, once he climbed into the ring he got a good look at his opponent and holy crap she was beautiful! She had white hair and wore a lovely outfit that showed off some of her curves and large boobs. She was also a few inches taller than him. And had a bunch of maids helping her out and had tea and a big bag full of clothing... torra was blushing deeply at her beauty, but he snapped out of it and walked up to her. "H..hello .milady. im torra shinjiro... you must be Courtenay... its a honor to fight such a beautiful noble.." he said as he respectfully bowed to her.

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Courtenay was the sort that wasn't instantly swayed by first impressions, she'd met more than a few that had the body of an titan or succubus only to find they were little more than that. She wanted something more from those she made the effort of stepping foot into the ring, in a way this match was not just a match in the English lady's mind, this was also an interview of sorts for Torra. Courtenay would use him well, once she had broken him in here tonight after all. It seemed that he was quite tall, almost to her height. He wasn't very broad or muscled it seemed, well on the pretty side there with that long mane of ruby red hair, almost like a lion. Delightful, Courtenay was thinking her newest help should have a nice and unique look. While the Machiavellian Queen was going to reserve judgement for once the fight was concluded she felt this this might have potential......But Courtenay was ever so keen to break her opponents in the ring, she didn't play nice by any stretch of the imagination.

She lightly sipped from her tea as she sized him up, Courtenay's eyes drifting up and down like she were admiring a portrait or something similar. Followed by tapping the cup with her fingers in contemplation, before her lips turned into a sultry smirk. Hmmmmm Torra will do nicely it seems, Courtenay finished her drink and handed it to one of her maids and rested her chin on a hand and said aloud "Evening little Torra, indeed it is Lady Courtenay. I'm delighted you know some manners at least. Regardless worry not, I'll teach you to behave by the time all of this is over." Before we begin, I have a little.......preview of what's to come for you after I've established my superiority over you. Girls if you'd be so kind."

At this point the bag was unzipped, revealing a pristine white suit with a large part of the chest window cut out completely to with a nametag that said 'Property of the Machiavellian Queen' emblazoned on it. It earned several loud catcalls and whistles as many thought the idea of Torra wearing that to be quite entertaining indeed. Courtenay would stand up and wave to dismiss her maids who calmly slipped out the ring with practised ease. Now it was time to get down to business here and put the pretty boy through his paces.

Before long the bell would ring..........

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The Machiavellian Queen didn't adopt any sort of wrestling posture, rather she decided to simply stand with her hands on her very curvy hips and smirk at Torra. It was time to try and see where he was mentally speaking, with that in mind the English lady would strut forward to the middle of the ring and make sure her bountiful bosom swayed ever so slightly to get it noticed before suddenly extending her right arm forward and say "Now dearie, show respect and kiss my hand as one should towards a lady~" offering it towards Torra, however the English lady had a glint in her eye. Should the pretty boy accept this Courtenay would suddenly take hold of his arm and fling him bodily to the mat with a heavy arm drag slam!

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As Torra was bowing to the brish noble in a respectful manner, he was certain that Courtenay was checking him out like a portrait. Torra was clearly kinda intimidated by her but he wasn't gonna go and show that. He saw that she gave him a sultry smile which made torra blush deeply. When she finished her tea, she had a maid take it and she got up and began to talk to him. Mostly about teaching him to behave and proving her superiority over him and then she pulled out the white suit, but with the chest part exposed and a name tag that shows hes her property.

This made the audience go nuts. Cheering, whistling and catcalling, mostly from the ladies.... the audience werent on torras side and this made torra gulp. "W..well by the looks of it you do look superior to me in everyway....." he said as he saw the maids go away.


Soon the bell rang and began the match!
Torra got into a stance expecting her to attack. But nope all Courtenay did was place a hand on her very curvy hip and swayed walked over to him, while her boobs bounced up and down. Causing him to blush and stare. But he snapped out of it as she held out her arm and demanded he kissed it. Torra grabbed her hand "well im not one to disrespect such a superior and beautiful woman.." he kissed her hand... only to have her take a hold of her hand and slammed him on the ring floor! "Ackk!!!!.... ok that ones on me.... " he said as he quickly got up. "Ok Courtenay, you may be stronger than me. Smarter than me and much more experienced in fighting, but i still got some skills myself" he would say playfully as he ran at her and did a couple strikes at her and quickly did a palm strike to her stomach.

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Well the match was underway and Courtenay was keen to get herself a result, that would be her standing tall atop her opponent in a dominating fashion. She set the pace of the match there by playing a creative mindgame with her pretty fighter and set him down to the mat, Courtenay inwardly chuckled at her handiwork there, already Courtenay had gotten into Torra's mind there. Not just with her seductive attire but also she knew right from the get go, that she had also gotten in his mind with her displays of his future attire once she had him in her clutches. Heck Torra even vocally admitted it prior to just getting the match started, all the more better that he realised he was in the presence of a mighty Machiavellian Queen here! She had already gotten into his mind and made him fall for her ploy, hook, line and sinker. Hopefully the first of many times she'd leave him

After slamming Torra to the ground there Courtenay would stand in place, casually checking her nails as said move was an everyday occurrence for her. It was still the start of the match however, even the greenest of people could at least take a hit and frankly Courtenay would have been sorely let down had Torra simply lay there on the mat like a wet fish~

The pretty boy was quick to move himself up back into a standing position and close the distance here against the English lady, trying to make her catch these hands here. Torra would actually connect quite easily here with his attacks, earning some loud grunts from Courtenay and a quiet moan from having her bare stomach smacked into with his palm. One thing that was apparent with anyone that faced the Machiavellian Queen was that she could actually be surprisingly easy to hit at times, nearly bafflingly so.

Perhaps it was due to Courtenay's penchant at times to let someone else take the reins of control, regardless the pretty boy would have had his moment there. After that striking combination the English lady would smirk and try to close in here, wrapping her arms tightly around Torra and press her ample bust right up to his chest. Before taking him in stride with a spin to slam him to the mat with a heavy handed belly to belly suplex!

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Torra was a light weight there was no doubt about that but that doesn't mean he'll go down so easily or cant throw a good solid punch or two, so when Courtenay slammed him on the ring after taking her hand and kissing it, he recovered quickly. And got up to do a bunch of strikes at her body. And a palm stirke on her body. "Yes!" He would say eagerly cause he noticed that she didnt dodge any of them and they did look like they hurt cause of the grunts and all. Torra was about to jump back but he felt Courtenay wrap her arms around him and pulls him in. Her big boobs were on his chest, "ooh soft.." he managed to say before he was hit with a belly to belly suplex. Though this time torra was ready and braced himself so he isnt as hurt as before.

He quickly got up "whoa.. when i said your stronger than me, that was no lie. You may be beautiful and strong but it'll take more than slamming me on the ring to make me submit" he would say as he ran towards her and do some fancy kicks to her.

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Being the sort that valued and craved power as per her title of the Machiavellian Queen Courtenay loved tossing her opponents around with power based moves, not only were they hard hitting they also produced loud noises and left the opponent with the impression that she'd ragdolled them and established dominance over them. While Courtenay was also highly adept and enjoyed making her enemy be left wringed out like a piece of taffy she always derived a great sense of pleasure from being able to huddle in close to someone, to smell their scent and their body rubbing against hers before sending them crashing down hard to the ring floor in a grand display of dominance! The English lady would make sure that by the end of this night that Torra was left a nice, crumpled and pliable heap on the mat after one ride after the next~

Still however it was early in the match, which no doubt let to the pretty boy having some more self awareness and freshness if his highly toned frame was anything to go by. As evidenced by Torra being able to use his lithe body to slip out from under the busty and thick English lady before she could take the posture on the mat to another move the pretty boy slid out from under her like a greased monkey, Courtenay huffed a little under her breath, she wasn't going to be frustrated easily. Besides twas fun when they played hard to get sometimes~

Torra had already picked up that Courtenay was surprisingly easy to hit, Courtenay was often quite confident in herself and her ability to take the hits. Still even she was quietly impressed by Torra's acrobatics as he sent out an array of kicks in several seconds there, the Machiavellian Queen grunted and hissed as several of the strikes would leave red marks on her exposed skin. But she was also tough in her own regard, so Courtenay would time it just right.......and grab hold of one of Torra's legs when he went for it. And use her free hand to promptly grab him by the scruff of his belt and hold him in place! A sultry and seductive smirk on her lips as she clung her fingers around his trousers, not the most effective but it'd do nicely. But that was just the set up to her next move, having grabbed both Torra's trousers and held leg Courtenay would promptly turn in place and toss his lightweight frame across the ring like a ragdoll!

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So far in this match, things weren't going so well for torra at least, cause hes been slammed twice by this noble Britain, and boy she was a power house who slammed him on the floor twice! But now torra was on the offensive he wad kicking Courtenay eitb fancy kicks, and his little theory was correct, she easy to hit and all his kicks were hitting her! Torra was feeling great until eventually she grabbed one of his legs! "Wha... uh oh" he said as she grabbed his torusers. Which did indeed make him feel aroused. "Holy crap your sure are a powerhou..." torra was interrupted as she threw him like a ragdoll!! Torra once again braced himself but that didnt make the pain any better as his back hit the turn buckle! "Accck!!!" He said as he painfully got up "ok milady.. when it comes to power no one dan best you but strategy and skill will prevail... even though it hasnt been working out...." soon a idea came into his head as he ran towards her but instead of punching he slid underneath her thicc legs and then jumped up and wrapped a arm around her neck and legs around her waist. "Gotcha now milady" he said playfully as he chocked her some more. He wad planning on wearing her out.

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Courtenay was no stranger to just tossing people around, in fact if any of the guests at her mansion violated the rules one too many times they'd be battered around in her wrestling ring in the foyer before being bodily tossed out by her. Usually by the belt actually, Courtenay had learned to not make her attire too easy to get hold of. Her skin tight outfit not only served to make her assets very presentable and a feast for the eyes but it also helped to make just a bit harder to be grabbed sometimes, can't really sink your fingers around it without getting more than likely grabbed by the Machiavellian Queen. Case in point with the pretty boy Torra, the crowd hooted and hollered as the tall English lady simply just tossed him around like a ragdoll. Just a taste of what she could provide him should he stray from her commanding prowess, no doubt the turnbuckles did little to help cushion Torra from Courtenay's casual disposal of him there.

The lad spoke aloud of how he acknowledged her power as well he ought to but that strategy and skill would carry the day, at this Courtenay could only put her hands on her curvy hips and give a sultry smile. Oh she had a strategy in place, namely to make Torra a nice, broken down and pliable servant of hers. But Torra ever the cheeky boy would surprise the Machiavellian Queen by rushing forwards at Courtenay, that wasn't the surprise however. It was the fact that he actually had only gone and dived right between her widened legs and under her! The English lady had wrestled for many years, but she'd never seen someone attempt something like this. It actually made Courtenay sort of half way lean down on instinct, which would only make it all the more easier for Torra to slap a chokehold on her neck and wrap his legs around her like some fancy monkey!

At this Courtenay couldn't believe how she'd been outwitted and humbled so, Torra was actually starting to annoy the Machiavellian Queen here with how' she'd been treated so. Even so Courtenay wasn't one to panic, restrained breathing was something that Courtenay had dabbled in with her burlesque estate before. Courtenay would seek to keep a vertical base up using her more bulky and thicc frame to keep Torra from possibly taking her to the mat, before trying to bolt forward and turn around to slam the pretty boy into the corner and sandwhich him between the ropes and her impressive frame so they could be nice and close~......

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Ok the match hasnt been going so well for torra so far, as she has powered through his attacks and threw him like a ragdoll multiple times, and the crowd sure loved it. When he complemented her strengh she gave him that smirk that made him weak in the knees. Now though things seemed like were going on his side as his little trick worked and now had his arm around her neck and legs around her waist. He was hoping it'll weaken her enough for him to keep going. But unfortunately she was superior to him in strengh, and she had a tight grip on him and began to run to one of the corners! "Oh crap, crap crap!!" He said right before he was slammed into the said corner! He tired to endure the pain, but he already did that for the other attacks and now he was unable to move. Cause of that and Courtenay used her sexy body to pin him to the corner. "Uh...oh...." he gulped unaware of what she has planned.