Hexagonal Hentai Match
Venue: A six-sides (hexagonal) ring inside an arena.
Victory Condition: Best of 6, the first wrestler to make their opponent mark four turnbuckles will be declared as a winner.
Tie Breaker: In the case that the score is tied at 3-3, the first wrestler to make their opponent mark the center of the ring will be declared as a winner.Rules
- A point is awarded to a wrestler who made their opponent climax on one of the turnbuckles.
- If both wrestlers reach climax around the same time, no point will be awarded to both and the post will be regarded as invalid (it can't be marked by future climax any further).
- When a wrestler is put to one of the turnbuckles, the referee is allowed to briefly help the opponent as some sort of punishment.
- When a wrestler is made to cum on the post, they will also suffer a five minutes punishment session.
Inside his locker room, Yuto was sitting on the bench, waiting for the staff who'd call him when the match was about to begin. However, he wasn't really able to do much preparation as it was. His mistress, Frauke was currently sitting on his lap and she's seemingly occupied with her phone that he couldn't really bother him. She did give him a bit of attention every now and then, shaking her rear, rubbing her perfect derriere against his crotch, maintaining the bulge on his three quarter pants without really giving him too strong of a stimulation. All of this made the waiting time felt like it's going in slow motion for the poor boy, for his training with Frauke made his body reacted stronger to her rear by now, and he's being kept in a somewhat aroused state as a result.
Finally, there was a few knocks on the door, followed by the voice of the staff who informed Yuto that the match was about to start. He's snapped out of his little trance, and after he gave his affirmation to the staff, he nervously spoke to Frauke.
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A wise person once said, "Wrestling without sex is missing like, the point."
Frauke finally raised her head from the screen of her phone after Yuto nerviously reminded her that he had a match. She smiled to herself, her pet's opponent had paid her handsomely to be able to debut against the boy, no doubt wanting to have an impactful and easy performance against a fairly tamed boytoy. After a teasing rub of her rear against his crotch, she stood up, turning around to face Yuto.
"Indeed, my little boytoy," Frauke began "you need to get going, your opponent must be dying to finally face up against you." After a rather long pause, in which the cold blue eyes of the German looked up Yuto from head to toe, she spoke up again. "But, a Mistress needs to inspect her precious little boytoy before he goes to wrestle against another woman, wouldn't you agree? I wouldn't want to see you perform badly." Spoiler
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Yuto let out a soft moan from the rubbing of Frauke's ass on his crotch, and as she stood up, he did the same, thinking he'd finally be free from her teasing for a bit. He wasn't really sure why she's doing this, but as his mistress, the blonde could do as she pleased and he had little say in it. It's not like Yuto was complaining, as he's been trained quite well by Frauke to be unable to resist her and her perfect rear, but he somewhat suspected that she's accompanying him for her own fun rather than a genuine care.
"I-inspect...?" the boy gulped. "If you say so, mistress..."
- You don't have to agree with every idea I proposed. Just be honest about it.
- I rather take a "fuck off" rather than a complete silence if I ask you for a thread and you don't want to do stuffs with me. None of that "in the future" bullshit too if you don't really mean it.
- Drop me a PM or something if you're unsure about stuffs in the RP, i.e. if you're stuck with what to do next, or need to clarify a post.
- In the unfortunate event that you don't feel like continuing the thread, please kindly inform me about it rather than left me hanging.
- Post length requirement: At least a paragraph or two. No one liner.
- The most important thing is to have fun!
A wise person once said, "Wrestling without sex is missing like, the point."
"Indeed, my little boytoy, an inspection." Frauke purred as she placed her index finger on Yuto's chin. "Now, let your Mistress begin."
Once the boy was standing on his own two feet, Frauke began her inspection by groping Yuto's already erect member. The only thing keeping her hand from direct contact of his manhood was the boy's pants. After teasing it for a few seconds, and making sure that it's nice and hard, she got her arms around Yuto's waist and, with a loud smack, grabbed a hold of his buttcheeks, one with each hands.
"I think you're in a perfect state for your match." Frauke remarked as she squeezed Yuto's firm ass cheeks. "But you should throw away those lame and horribly looking pants, and put this on."
After her words left her mouth, Frauke walked away from the boy towards her bag on the bench a few feet away. In a few swift movements, the Dominatrix took out black, tight speedo's, and just tossed them aiming at Yuto's face. Once she did that, Frauke placed her hands on her wide hips and stared at her boytoy with a smirk, waiting for him to follow her order.
Yuto somewhat expected that this what his mistress meant by inspection. He moaned and wriggled slightly from her groping, and when she smacked his rear, the boy gasped and jumped slightly. The match hadn't even begun and he's already panting a little, his cheeks turning a little red as well. Something was then thrown at his face and he instinctively raised his hands to catch it before it fell to the floor after hitting his face. His blushes grew more apparent as he saw what it was; a tight speedo that looked like it'd barely fit.
"E-err... t-this..." he glanced nervously at Frauke, but quickly realized that her words were absolute.
She probably could even make him go into the match naked for all she cared about.
Yuto gave her a timid nod, and with a little reluctance, he pulled down his pants and put on the "attire" he's supposed to wear. It was tight as expected, his bulge clearly showing as he stood, the fabric of the speedo felt like its hugging tightly onto his erect shaft. To say that the boy was embarrassed would be an understatement. Sure, he had been stripped naked and made to cum many times in front of an audience, but he didn't normally started his match looking so slutty already!
"Uh... h-how do I look...?" he gave Frauke a rather dry smirk, knowing she's enjoying this.
- You don't have to agree with every idea I proposed. Just be honest about it.
- I rather take a "fuck off" rather than a complete silence if I ask you for a thread and you don't want to do stuffs with me. None of that "in the future" bullshit too if you don't really mean it.
- Drop me a PM or something if you're unsure about stuffs in the RP, i.e. if you're stuck with what to do next, or need to clarify a post.
- In the unfortunate event that you don't feel like continuing the thread, please kindly inform me about it rather than left me hanging.
- Post length requirement: At least a paragraph or two. No one liner.
- The most important thing is to have fun!
A wise person once said, "Wrestling without sex is missing like, the point."
Frauke watched as the boy stripped and put on the speedo. It was clear by the look on her face that she was enjoying his humiliation quite a lot. The German had had a fair number of pets during her career as a Pro Wrestler Dominatrix, but Yuto had been the slave she most enjoyed toying with by far. The way he responded to her orders, and how malleable was his mind, was something that was fairly hard to come by. And, him being a short, young and rather cute boy did help quite a lot in enhancing Frauke's fun.
Once the boy finished putting on his new attire, the Dominatrix cat-walked towards him swaying her hips and smiled, looking him up and down. "You look just like the little boytoy you are." She replied, right before giving him a deep french kiss, getting her tongue inside his mouth and completely dominating his own. After separating her red lips from his, Frauke finished up the preparations by collaring and leashing the boy.
"Now, my little boytoy, let us get you to the ring, shall we?" Frauke announced, leash in hand. "Get on all fours and follow me, we must not be too late for your defea- I mean your 'match'." By the sound of the blonde beauty's voice, it was clear that she did not expect the event to look like a match at all, more like a completely onesided afair.
Frauke's remark only made Yuto's cheeks warming up some more, but before he could react further, his mistress kissed him passionately, drawing some muffled moans from his lips while making his rod throbbed against the speedo. He wriggled slightly, his eyes rolled as her tongue bullied his, and by the time his short trance ended, the boy noticed that his neck was already collared by Frauke, who had him on the leash as well.
"Ugh... y-yes, m-mistress..." Yuto got down to all four, a little pouty by the seemingly intentional slip of Frauke's words, although he couldn't really blame her not to think too much of him with how their match went.
- You don't have to agree with every idea I proposed. Just be honest about it.
- I rather take a "fuck off" rather than a complete silence if I ask you for a thread and you don't want to do stuffs with me. None of that "in the future" bullshit too if you don't really mean it.
- Drop me a PM or something if you're unsure about stuffs in the RP, i.e. if you're stuck with what to do next, or need to clarify a post.
- In the unfortunate event that you don't feel like continuing the thread, please kindly inform me about it rather than left me hanging.
- Post length requirement: At least a paragraph or two. No one liner.
- The most important thing is to have fun!
A wise person once said, "Wrestling without sex is missing like, the point."
Frauke walked down the ramp towards the special Hexagonal ring. Her head up high and proud as she lead her crawling boytoy toward his match. Yuto's name was announced through the speakers, but by the look of things it seemed as though he was not the one people should be focusing on, it was his Mistress.
Once inside the ring, Frauke pulled the boy up to his feet and unleashed him, but left the collar around his neck. After throwing away the leash, the German grabbed a hold of Yuto's chin and with her hand and pressed her cheeks, forcing him to look up into her blue eyes and she opened her mouth.
"Are you ready for your match, little boytoy?" She began with a grin. "Your opponent will arrive soon enough, and you seem to be softened up already."
Even though it was Yuto's theme which was played on the speakers, his arrival raised eyebrows as rather than entering the arena normally, the boy was crawling on all four, leashed by his mistress, Frauke von Rittberg. Those who knew about what happened during their match were less surprised, but for those who didn't it was certainly a curious scene. Not that anyone complained from what they saw, far from it, even. The crowds cheered, mostly for Frauke, while whistling at Yuto to further add to his embarrassment. He had no choice but to keep walking on his hands and knees until they reached the ring. At least the sight of his mistress' swaying hips and rear helped distracted him from the crowds' reaction a little.
As he's allowed to stand up, Yuto gave Frauke a meek gaze, his cheeks still blushing from his entrance act. His mistress' presence, if anything, only seemed to make him more nervous. Somehow he had a hunch that she wouldn't just be an idle bystander for the whole duration of the match.
"U-uhh... I'm... I'm ready, I guess..." he smiled wryly, clearly not high on confidence.
- You don't have to agree with every idea I proposed. Just be honest about it.
- I rather take a "fuck off" rather than a complete silence if I ask you for a thread and you don't want to do stuffs with me. None of that "in the future" bullshit too if you don't really mean it.
- Drop me a PM or something if you're unsure about stuffs in the RP, i.e. if you're stuck with what to do next, or need to clarify a post.
- In the unfortunate event that you don't feel like continuing the thread, please kindly inform me about it rather than left me hanging.
- Post length requirement: At least a paragraph or two. No one liner.
- The most important thing is to have fun!
A wise person once said, "Wrestling without sex is missing like, the point."
A few seconds after Yuto finished his words, the lights of the arena suddenly got dim. The crowd went silent, and a dark figure began to make her way towards the ring through the ramp. The female wrestler walked with complete self-confidence, and at the same time did not even bother with even adressing the silent audience around her. Her eyes were fixed on the ring, and her apparent opponent on it. Spoiler
The announcer finally introduced the debutant wrestler while she was walking up the ring's steel steps: "Introducing the newest addition to the L.A.W roster, weighing 115 lbs, she is Kijo, the Black Hearted!"
Kijo entered the ring between the middle and bottom ropes, and made her way slowly towards the pair standing in the middle of the ring. As she approached, Frauke did not even try to hide her grin on her face as she paid attention to Yuto's reaction. This was going to be a very fun night.
