Victory conditions: knock the opponent out after the forced orgasm
Special conditions: the fighters start the match barefoot
"I didn't think I'd ever say this because I know you're capable of anything, but I didn't expect this from you..." Victoria said, crossing her arms under her chest and drilling Nerissa with her gaze.
Instead of answering, the Native American woman grinned, and then sent two powerful punches into the punching bag in order to complete her warm-up. Only then she turned around and look at her manager. Well, the Englishwoman wasn't lying, there really was an expression of complete incomprehension on her face, just like the day when Nerissa agreed to this match instead of Lunara.
"And why exactly do you think this is so unusual?" She asked with a wide smile, clearly enjoying the fact that Victoria didn't understand the point.
"Hentai match with a man... I didn't say anything when you and Charlotte came to me and told me about Daisuke, but this..." Victoria blushed. "I mean... you're a lesbian..."
"I really like the blush on your cheeks!" Nerissa grinned, going to her locker and taking the Pride flag. "Okay, let me try to explain." She tied the flag around her neck and then looked her manager in the eyes. "I'm not capable to feel sympathy for men, but that doesn't mean I can't enjoy dominating them, that's all."
"That's all?" Victoria raised both eyebrows. "I thought that... I thought that... well, you know..."
Nerissa could barely contain her laughter. She knew, of course, that the Englishwoman did not like talking on such topics, but this was the first time she had to face it personally. Previously, she had only heard about conversations between Victoria and Lunara, which each time ended with the brunette turning red like a tomato.
"Did you think that a kock in a lesbian's pussy causes her real disgust?" Taking pity on the manager, she finished. "Yes, usually it's true, but for me it's not a problem, especially considering that if my opponent's kock ends up in my pussy today, it's only because I'm the one who will let it happen!"
Winking at the obviously dumbfounded Englishwoman, Nerissa left the locker room and headed down a long corridor. Nerissa was in a good mood today. In fact, when she signed her contract, she didn't think that her career would ever lead her to the mixed division. However, meeting Daisuke changed everything. Soon she was going to meet this Japanese guy in a semi-hentai match, and therefore she was going to consider today's match as a repetition. In addition, she could not deny herself the pleasure of getting even more fans.
Entering the waiting room, the Native American woman stopped in front of the curtains. Because of the anticipation, she couldn't help but lick her lips. Being a frequent visitor of BDSM clubs, she literally whipped a man a few days ago. However, her last real sexual experience with a man was a long time ago, even before she realized that she was a lesbian. However... she was sure it was like riding a bike.
"I'm going to take everything I want!" Nerissa said to herself.
Entrance Music
Attire
Her dynamic music started and she came out from behind the curtains. This time, the Echidna decided to do without a dramatic turn-off of the light. Instead, she stopped at the top of the ramp and, to the loud applause of the audience, ran her hands along her torso, emphasizing every curve of her sexy body.
After descending the ramp, the Echidna stopped several times in order to high-five everyone who was reaching out to her, as well as take a few selfies with the most loyal fans. However, it didn't take long, soon enough she ran up the metal steps and grabbed the top rope. Pushing off from the edge of the ring, Nerissa jumped over the ropes.
The Native American woman untied the Pride flag around her neck and held it high above her head. With a smile from ear to ear, she made a lap of honor, demonstrating her commitment to the LGBT+ community. Finally, she stopped in the center of the ring. Still holding the flag above her head with her right hand, she bent her left arm at the elbow and showed the audience the sign of horns.
When her music ended and she accepted the last applause, the lightweight headed to her corner. There she carefully folded the Pride flag and put it on the edge of the ring. Mindful of the match conditions, she leaned down and pulled the laces on her boots. With great pleasure, Nerissa took off her boots and put them aside. Closing her eyes, she wiggled her toes with a smile on her face. Yes, she was definitely going to use them today.
