Winner Says "When" - "Basileia" Irene Sabbatios vs Ishigami Yuto

[IJustLikeBirdsMan]

MATCH TYPE: "Winner Says 'When'" Hentai Match
MATCH RULES:
- One wrestler is considered the match "Arbiter," and they have sole power to end the match
- The Arbiter may end the match whenever they wish
- The Arbiter wins if they end the match while they are in control of the battle, per the referee
- The Arbiter loses if they end the match while their opponent is in control, per the referee
- The Arbiter will be chosen by coin toss in the ring immediately before match-start
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Basileia Irene Sabbatios

The sound of a full-sized LAW crowd slammed into Irene as she walked out on the entrance stage, nearly drowning out her intro music entirely. Irene had performed in venues she would consider "large" before, but this was next-level. She was only stunned a moment, though, as she quickly regained her Imperial demeanor and began approaching the ring.

This was Irene's first match at LAW. The LAW execs had quietly told her that, not only did they consider her victory tonight to be "a foregone conclusion" (their own words!), but that she should expect to have "viral clips of her highlights tonight" on social media. All she had to do was "enjoy herself." Whatever THAT meant.

Still, Irene might have been new to LAW, but she wasn't new to wrestling. She was here to win, and she planned to dominate in this match. She didn't have time to do real research on her opponent tonight--all she had heard was that the guy, Ishigami, was on the smaller side stature-wise and that his record wasn't...stellar. Beyond that, Irene knew nothing except flitting rumors.

If the rumors about Ishigami are true, Irene thought to herself, careful to keep her regal composure as she entered the ring, then this match is for me to toy with him...

Irene's lips slowly stretched across her face, forming a mischievous grin. That will be...perfect.

Finally, Irene stepped over to her designated corner and leaned against the turnbuckles. She stared at the entrance as her music died, and watched:

Let us see who dares approach the Basileia...

[Lico]

As his theme began to play next, Yuto made his appearance on the ramp, and immediately he's greeted by the crowds' usual reactions; the cheers, jeers, and whistles. Was it just him or did he's getting louder noise from the stands these days? That couldn't be a bad thing considering his records, right? In any case, there's another match for him to go through tonight, one that hopefully would entertain all involved parties.

Dressed in his usual

, the boy waved a hand to the crowds as he's making his way to the ring, and he slipped himself under the ropes to enter it before getting back up to his feet. His opponent was already there, another newcomer from what he heard, and yet still having more presence in the ring than him. She looked stunning, and he found himself ogling at her a little more than he's planning to for the quick check up before the match until the referee called both of them to the center of the ring. It's just hard not to keep looking at these beautiful women LAW kept hiring after all.

The rules of this match seemed a little different from the ones he's been doing, but not particularly significant as far as he's concerned. The match official decided that the head side of the coin would be given to Irene, while Ishigami got the tail side. The coin was then flipped and landed on the mats, showing head.

"The role of the Arbiter is given to Basileia!" the referee announced, and the crowds cheered in approval, as if they wouldn't accept any other outcome.

"Hmph..." Yuto scoffed, not really expecting anything in his favor from the start anyways. "Alright then... here's to a good fight..." he gave his opponent a wry smile.

Once the bell rang, he'd raise his arms up, but not taking the initiative, wanting to see what Irene would do first.

[IJustLikeBirdsMan]

There was no doubt in Irene's mind after watching Ishigami approach and enter the ring: Oh yeah, they WANT me to toy with this guy for everyone watching. She stood up from the corner where she had been leaning and approached the center of the ring. As she looked Ishigami up and down, she caught him staring at her. Oogling, really, with his eyes aimed somewhat below her own...

Alright then, she decided, still smirking at Ishigami--at her first "highlight reel" victim. I'll give everyone a show!

As if Fate wanted to make doubly-sure that Irene was on top of the match, she watched the coin flip several times through the air before landing "Heads" on the mat. Irene would be match Arbiter, in control of when the match ended.

"Tough break, αγαπητέ μου εχθρό [my dear enemy]," she teased Ishigami as the two split to their respective corners.

The bell rang; the fight was on!

Irene watched Ishigami take a defensive, conservative stance immediately. He's waiting, wanting to see what I do first, she quickly realized. Let's bring the fight to him, then.

Irene was a little larger than Ishigami, so she picked "power" as her opening move. She immediately took off running and charged at Ishigami across the ring. Once she reached him, she slid her arms underneath his own and lifted him up even as she slammed into him. She let her momentum carry her--and Ishigami by extension--into the corner behind Ishigami, and culminated with Ishigami's body being caught--and slammed--between the corner turnbuckles and Irene's larger body. Irene backed away a step, and watched with a smile as Ishigami dropped to a sitting position in the corner. She could see his eyes swirling with dizziness from her opening, like a cartoon character.

"Do not look so sad," Irene teased down at her opponent, her smooth Greek accent making her sound deceptively charming. "Many would pay for their face to press against my chest like yours did." She glanced down at Ishigami's lower body; his legs were slightly apart as he sat in the corner. She lifted her right foot towards Ishigami. She had foregone boots or shoes in this match, so her foot was only covered by her royal-blue marbled-pattern thigh-highs.

"And many more..." she continued, her voice lowered (but still caught by the nearby microphones for everyone watching at home!) to make chills run down her opponent's back; her foot gently pressed against Ishigami's crotch: "...would kill THOUSANDS for this..."

Irene had no sooner finished speaking before she began gently rubbing her foot on Ishigami's crotch through the fabric of his shorts.

"In this ring, Ishigami Yuto, you belong to the Basileia." Irene gave the boy a smile as she spoke; it was a smile shared between hunter and prey. "Know this, now: you WILL beg for mercy from my Imperial Majesty before you leave here tonight. And I will decide if you are worthy of it."

And all the while, Irene's foot never ceased between his legs...

[Lico]

"Tough luck" probably was something that stuck to Yuto's career, with him keep facing opponents way above his classes. One could also argue that he's been very fortunate to have such a career of being dominated by beautiful women, though, and they're expecting Basileia to be the latest one to join the list. His opponent made her move, dashing towards him, and Yuto instantly regretted not taking the initiative. He wasn't expecting her to come charging at him, and give her physical advantage, his only option was to dodge her, which he failed to do so as his reaction kicked in late.

Uh-oh... was the only thing he could think of before her weight drove him towards the corner, her chest bumped against his face and his back crashed against the turnbuckle. The boy let out a muffled groan before he slumped to the mats on a seated position, dazed and disoriented while the crowds cheered for Basileia's powerful opening.

"G-gah...!" he then gasped as her foot was pressed against his crotch, causing him to wriggle a little. "Nnggg..." the rubbing motion drew a suppressed moan from Yuto, whose member twitched underneath his pants.

A combination of pain and pleasure from the start. Clearly she knew what she's doing. At least it was still early in the match so he wasn't all that vulnerable to sexual attacks yet. Yuto grabbed Irene's leg with both hands, trying to lift her foot off his nether region while giving her a defiant look. The position he was in made it a little difficult to exert his strength, so he started to lean towards her leg as well hoping that some pushing would help his cause.

However, if his effort bore no fruit, all he'd accomplish was pressing his crotch against her foot some more.

[IJustLikeBirdsMan]

Through the thin fabric of her thigh-high and the thicker fabric of Ishigami's shorts, Irene received her final confirmation of what she suspected--this was a match where she could toy with her opponent. The nearly imperceptible movement of a certain solid object left no doubt in her mind, even when Ishigami gripped her leg at the calf and tried to push her foot--and by extension, the rest of Irene--backwards.

Backwards. NOT to either side. Irene's smirk would likely remain for the rest of the match, at this point...

This WILL be fun!

Irene pretended that she was trying to maintain the pressure on Ishigami's manhood, but slowly let her opponent push her foot further and further away to give him hope. Finally, when Yuto had pushed her foot away to a full arm's length, Irene revealed her surprise.

She twisted around, turning her body around 180 degrees and pulling her leg away from Yuto's grasp in the process, and crouched slightly. Then, she launched herself backwards--towards Ishigami--and smashed her ass against the boy's face. As the back of Yuto's head landed against the cushioned turnbuckle, Irene could feel his face forcefully buried further between her cheeks with only the fabric of her uniform between them. Finally, Irene applied her bodyweight to secure her seat on Yuto's face beneath her and stretched her arms along the top rope to her left and right. She sat back leisurely and inhaled deeply as the audience cheered for their Empress.

All while Ishigami was stuck smushed beneath Irene, left to inhale only what oxygen he could...

[Lico]

In hindsight, Yuto probably shoulda went for another direction, but somehow pushing Basileia backwards was the first thing he thought of. Perhaps his body was already betraying him so early in the match without him even realizing it. He didn't get fully hard or anything yet, but there's certainly some twitching and pulsing down there due to the sensation of Irene's feet pressed and rubbed against his covered member. A natural reaction, he'd argue.

His effort to push his opponent seemed to be somewhat working at least. Basileia was slowly being pushed back, although it's only getting harder for him to advance, both literally and figuratively. However, all of a sudden she pulled her leg away, dragging him forward a little, then spun around and pressed her ass on his face to ram him back to the corner. Everything happened so fast that Yuto didn't even know what hit him, until a moment later.

"Nnnghh...!"

Once the initial shock had passed, all he could feel was a somewhat familiar yet different sensation of having someone's derriere smothering his face. He squirmed and tried to push her again, letting out muffled, protesting groans, although his actions were contrasted by the growing bulge on his pants. Irene's ass certainly brought a stronger reaction than her foot

"Mmmphhfff...! Mmmhhff...!"

[IJustLikeBirdsMan]

"You make a decent throne," Irene taunted Ishigami. She wasn't sure if he could hear her underneath him, but she didn't care too much, either. "I suppose you'll do....for now." Irene then began gyrating her hips forwards and backwards with slow, powerful movements designed to "help" Yuto "savor" her royal ass.

Specifically, by grinding and forcing the guy's face deeper and deeper between her well-toned cheeks until every breath he took slowly intoxicated him with her scent. And tonight, she had used a special soap before the match to give her Mediterranean-tanned skin a sweet, honeyed scent just for this match! She, personally, thought it smelled great, but she also figured that it was probably up to her victim to decide whether it was enjoyable or not. Any sane man would enjoy it, at least. She stifled a laugh, then looked down at Ishigami's lower-half sitting on the mat beneath her.

"Really, I wonder if you should be paying me for this," she teased some more. She lifted her foot and gently placed it down on Ishigami's crotch once again. She could feel his friend through his shorts, still solid. "Then again, this match is the perfect opportunity to extract that payment from you..."

Her foot once more began massaging Ishigami's manhood, even as Irene buried his face deeper and deeper into her ass with only her ornate wrestling bikini bottom as a buffer...

[Lico]

The moment Irene began to grind her rear against his face, Yuto's resistance began to falter. It wasn't surprising anymore to those who had seen his matches before, and for some, this was the kind of moment they're wanting to see. His pushing became gradually weaker as her pressure was increasing, and the sweet scent from her derriere further melting the boy's mind. Several seconds passed and it already felt like time already flowing slower for him. HIs hands eventually stopped pushing, simply holding onto her hips, his muffled protest reduced to meek mumblings that's swallowed by the noise from the crowds.

"Hnng...!" her foot returned to his crotch again and was met with a strong pulsing from his now hardened member. "Nngggg..." Yuto let out some moans into Irene's ass, wriggling cutely in the corner as he couldn't escape, and arguably didn't even want to.

Hell, it even looked like his hips were actually trying to hump her foot with all the squirming he's doing. She had him wrapped around her fingers, or rather, toes, and now it's more of a question whether Basileia was going to force him into a climax like this, cause he's clearly unable to even think of resisting her at this point.

"Mmmhhff... mmbbbfff..." he continued to moan, his head starting to feel light while his breathing getting heavier.

[IJustLikeBirdsMan]

Irene could feel it from Ishigami's body: he was building up for a climax, and it was only a matter of time. She was enjoying the position too, of course; Yuto's uncomfortable wriggling and writhing had incidentally helped wiggle his face as deep between Irene's cheeks as it could go, and the hot breaths and moans that Irene forced from Ishigami using her foot felt very good between her legs. The boy was clearly hooked on her too, and his mind was so sex-addled by her opening moves that Irene knew Ishigami was hers to string along for the rest of the match.

On the other hand, Irene didn't think it was the right time to give Yuto his first climax. She needed to put on more of a show first.

"Πο πο," she chided Yuto, removing her foot from the boy's shorts. A small stain was visible on his shorts where his precum had dribbled through. "It's too early for you to receive a reward. You must earn it first!" With that, she rose from Yuto's face and stepped away, listening to his gasps for air as she did so.

His respite was only momentary, however. Irene suddenly shot backwards and slammed her ass against Yuto's face one last time, then walked away to the center of the ring to soak in the crowd's adulations once more and let Ishigami recover for a moment. She would need him to last a while for this match.

"Rise, Ishigami," she called out to him across the ring as she turned back towards him, then gestured to herself. "Your Empress gives you leave to approach her, and you should dare not refuse her." Irene smiled at him even as she dared him to advance towards her--ready to counter whatever Yuto tried...

[Lico]

"Nnngghhh..." there's a groan of disappointment into Irene's rear as she moved her foot away from Yuto's crotch, and he was panting with a groggy look on his face as she stepped away from him. "Guh...!" the slam from her ass then knocked him back against the turnbuckle, leaving him stunned while walked to the center of the ring, cheered by the crowds.

It's only been several minutes since the bell rang and yet the boy already looked quite helpless already. While he's trying to recover, Irene demanded for him to come at her, and his instincts told him that it'd be unwise not to abide to her decree. He groaned and tried to stand with the ropes help, but his legs felt a little shaky, possibly due to the last knock on his head from her ass, although it didn't seem to distract him from his arousal.

"Uughh..." Yuto wobbled away from the corner, approaching Irene without any plan or focus, as if he's under her spell.

Then he lunged forward towards his opponent, arms reaching for her sides as if he tried to set himself for a takedown. Alternatively, it could also be said that the boy just lost his balance and trying to hold onto her so he wouldn't fall on his hands and knees.