Vanessa I. Price "VIP" vs Mizaki Tantka - Hentai Match

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Mizaki's eyes shut with the water around them growing, given despite her continuing pleas, no mercy would be given by the referee! The crowd left concerned as to whether this was even a serious match-up as Mizaki was toyed with, the bluenette barely heard VIP's demands through her own screams and kicks, as her body continued to jerk.

Perhaps to her benefit however, as that endless motion soon enough brought Mizaki's free legs close to the ropes themselves! Excessive amounts of energy being wasted in that endless struggle, but at least Mizaki could take solace in the fact that escape was possibly coming. Just as a welp came from her, given she had evidently registered the threat given to her by her aggressor!

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Vanessa I. Price casually continued to hold onto Mizaki's arm as she thrashed and cried out in pain, her legs still squashing the bodacious breasts of her foe. She would even take the moment to release Tantka with one hand to let out an exaggerated yawn before locking it on again. Their bodies were slowly drug to the ropes and Vanessa just calmly held on, allowing Mizaki to try her darnedest to get to the ropes.

Sure enough, Mizaki reached them and the referee called for the fashionista to release the hold, only prompting VIP to yank on the arm harder than before until the referee got to four, forcing a break from Vanessa, who stood up and took a few paces away, looking down at the hurt blue-haired girl, amused. "My, I didn't think you'd make it there for a minute. I really wanted to make you earn it, since you're rarely used to earning things," said Vanessa smugly. "Now then... I was considering what I wanted you to call me tonight. I was thinking... Mistress? Or perhaps if I wanted to he extra vicious about it, Mommy, but that feels awkward on my end." She considered it out loud, knowing full well that Mizaki could hear it.

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Mizaki heard the words, but she didn't reply. She appeared practically spent already, her figure flat to her bust front, after rolling onto it in search of a ball to curl up in. Her free arm was now tending to her tortured one, face in the canvas as if to hide away. The referee naturally came in to do her part, checking if Mizaki could even continue; a feat that done this early was new for even the official. The lack of response, or rather a proper one given Mizaki only yelped, wouldn't be enough for said official to go on in terms of cancelling the match. For now, the bluenette was left in this fight, with seemingly one working arm, as she finally came up to a kneeling posture.

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Vanessa I. Price made her way to her corner after releasing the hold and smirked, watching Mizaki lay on the mat, practically in a state of failure already, bringing amusement to the blonde. With a low laugh, the fashionista came back to Tantka as she began to kneel.

She would then grab Mizaki by her blue hair roughly and then said, "Oh, poor thing... Your arm hurts? You'd like to give up already?" asked VIP, a devious laugh escaping her luscious lips. She would then looked in her eyes, a deadly serious expression. "Mizaki, this will happen one of two ways. You decide how this match goes. You either surrender yourself to me entirely and I stop hurting you and just fuck you until I get bored. Or you can resist and I will break down every part of your body until you are begging me to fuck you just to put an end to this. Make your choice."

And on that rather vindictive ultimatum, VIP would haul off and throw a hard slap towards Mizaki's pretty face, hoping it would help her Japanese opponent make a decision.

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Mizaki shot back quite the look as VIP got in her face, one that changed drastically as her foe spoke on, and Mizaki realised her peril.

First anger. Solely anger.

Then a flash of fear.

Then only fear.

These were not empty threats, like the ones the skillless Mizaki had fired off. VIP had nearly ripped her arm off seconds into the match, and from what the girl was saying, that was just the warm up.

Water began to build in the corner of the blue haired gals eyes, before she was saved from the predicament of bursting into tears right in front of VIP. Her saving grace naturally a slap to the cheek, one that sent her back to the ground with her hands rushing to the instant redness.

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Vanessa I. Price watched Mizaki intently as she was speaking to her, noting the initial anger and the reaction she wanted the whole time: fear. Not wanting to put more effort into the match than she had to, Vanessa felt overjoyed when the blue-haired girl seemed to recognize her position. And then the slap came and Price slapped her straight to the ground.

VIP stood over Mizaki with a proud look on her face, arms out to show no fear of the girl as she said plainly, "I note that you aren't responding to my gracious choice I've given you, so I'll make it simpler for you--so easy that even someone as talentless as you can follow." The blonde looked down at Tantka coldly and then made her demand. "Strip yourself of your bikini and this goes easier for you. Resist and... well, even your feeble brain could figure out the rest. And make your decision quickly, please." Price would then look down at Mizaki, watching her closely to see what choice she would make.

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Flat to her front and with another offer, or rather demand, made, Mizaki couldn't take it anymore. She was terrified, but she most certainly couldn't adhere to the specifics of VIP's demands. This match had barely begun after all, and if she was to give in and strip so quickly, she'd never live it down.

Even more so given they were before the masses at a PPV event of all places!

Fighting through the tears and sniffles, she'd get somewhat up to all fours with her hand coming behind her back. Playing the ruse that she was indeed about to remove her top, Mizaki tried as she could to suddenly turn on her hips. Right leg swinging out, as she tried, unwisely that is, to kick VIP's base out from underneath her!

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VIP waited for Mizaki to do as she was told, preparing entirely for her to try something smart. The girl was scared, but she was also profoundly stupid, Vanessa thought. Stupid enough to not obey, at least.

And the technician watched closely as Mizaki was about to remove her top... and then in her own brand of cleverness tried to sweep Vanessa's leg! A poor attempt, especially against someone as alert as Price. VIP expertly grabbed Tantka's right leg, looking almost disappointed at her, "Oh, Mizaki, dear... You have no idea how bad of a choice you just made."

Vanessa would then drag the blue-haired novice towards the center of the ring, and then she would begin to start an elaborate hold. She would attempt the Indian Deathlock, twisting her foe's legs around with the intent to severely hurt another one of Mizaki's limbs in the early going!

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Mizaki tried as she could, seemingly under the belief that VIP's focus on Mizaki's attire made her all the more susceptible to that sudden sweep. How wrong she was soon became painfully apparent, as yet again, VIP opted for a hold Mizaki couldn't even comprehend. With her legs contorted in a way that to her she simply couldn't describe it, Mizaki's face was already tight to the canvas, when all the pain came on her at once! At several different points on her limbs, no less!

Head snapping up a moment before she tried to force it down, seemingly trying to hide her shame as she very near literally cried! Water back in her eyes as her screams filled the ring, with her hands clawing only to the wind!

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As swiftly as Mizaki had tried to get the jump on her with that sweep, her legs were bent and tortured, with VIP laying back, almost reclining as she propped her head up by a hand, glancing at her screaming opponent. With a deep sigh, Vanessa rolled her eyes as the blue-haired novice struggled before ultimately Price spoke up and said, speaking over the girl's yells, "Mizaki, I will be generous and try this again now, since clearly you haven't been grasping the gravity of the situation here!"

The technician would then apply even more pressure to the hold, torquing on Mizaki's legs even further. "Your top! I want you to take it off, and I won't stop this hold until you do so!" Adding another sudden jolt of pressure to accent her point, VIP would cruelly wait again, seeing if Mizaki would finally do as she was told.