Iria Luna vs Lisa Minci - A ballad of witches, magic and love!

[MsIshtar]

Special Match "Bewitching spell"

Victory condition: In order to win three requirements must be met: kiss and grope your opponent in a hold three times, strip your opponent from her wrestling outfit and finally, make your opponent say "I belong to you now".

Once the requirements are done the spell will be completed, the match will finish and the loser will belong to the winner for 24 hours.

Match stipulation: PoW

Anything goes

Iria barely made her transfer to LAW and already created some trouble. Starting to be infamously known for some twitters she made on LAW, trying to stir things off, pretty successfully. But some of them, she made plainly just to have fun, inside or outside the ring, reaching out to a fellow loveable witch. Bringing out the match at hand.

The blonde was dressing up in the locker room, quite focused. Sliding up a white G-string thong across her legs before reaching out for her leotard, slipping into it as she tied it up the laces and closures. Once done, she put her laced stockings and gloves, boots and protections. Having her outfit which accentuated her curves and complexion, she felt rather empowered, ready for anything or anyone!

Appearance

After one last look in the mirror to make sure that everything was in place, she left out towards the ring. Thinking of all steamy scenarios she could put her lovely opponent in their match with these endearing rules.

Making her appearance after her announcement, her theme started playing as she glided towards the ring. As she walked down the ramp and waved at the cheering crowd, she couldn’t wait to please their audience, feeling quite in a good mood.

The blonde made her way into the ring by sliding into the ropes.

“Let the show start~” Iria cooed, alone. Waiting for her opponent expectantly.

“It will be so much fun~”

[Lotus-Vale]

Spoiler

Lisa didn't regret Mona's having talked her into twitter. Not when it could lead to fun like Lisa was without a doubt going to have tonight.

She always made sure she looked good but she took special care with the prospect of meeting another "witch" who had proposed a match to her on twitter and gone to great lengths to make that match happen, with all the trappings of witchiness included. With the coming match being one focused on witches, yes, even fake ones, vying for dominance through the appeal of their bodies, Lisa made extra sure that her body was looking its best. She thumbed the strap of her thigh highs and brushed aside a flaw in her dramatic makeup before she got her signal and headed for the stage.

Lisa had already seen pictures of Iria but she looked even more smashing on the monitor that Lisa spotted before the intense thumping of her modernized classic hit the speakers.

She strutted out like a supermodel with a pep and bop in her step that screamed self-assurance. Tonight she had business looking good for not only the crowd but the fine witch waiting in the ring for her, too, and Lisa would not be disappointing. Her strut took her all the way to ringside where she drank in Iria with undivided attention and sharply swung a leg through the ropes to enter.

There she stopped gazing at the cutie long enough to kiss at the crowd but her focus was back on Iria with haste. "Aren't you a masterpiece in person? It's almost criminal that I get a fellow witch like you all to myself after I win~"

[MsIshtar]

*My, there she is~* Iria thought while looking at her soon to be opponent, striding graciously towards the ring. Once she made her way there, the blonde let out an audible whistle, raising one of her eyebrows slightly, quite pleased by her fellow witch’s sight and returned the stare, fixated by the other woman’s curves and gorgeous figure. When she received the compliment, Iria brought a hand closer to her lips as she let out a soft chuckle.

“Aren’t you a flatterer? Trying to charm me into your spell already? Such a tease~” She said playfully, tilting her head slightly while starting to approach Lisa, her flowing golden hair floating behind her. Flashing Lisa a seductive smirk, she’d go as close as to let their breasts and bodies press against each other faintly, their height was the same so they were at a perfect face level.

“I’ll help myself to you... soon you’ll realize that I *do* work magic” Without adding anything more, she would lean upwards, touching Lisa’s lips with her own in a tender yet passionate kiss. Her hands would reach behind Lisa’s head, caressing her silky hair while moaning in her mouth as she let the intimacy of the moment last for quite a while.

Breaking the kiss, Iria’s hands would move higher, grasping the crown of Lisa’s witch hat before removing it gently and putting it on herself! The blonde winked at Lisa mischievously as she put one finger on her lips in a shush gesture, still feeling the warmth of the kiss.

“Now we’re even. I can’t wait to make you mine~” Turning around, she’d make her way towards the rope, swinging her hips side to side, accentuating the curves of her figure for her fellow witch to admire, before throwing the hat to the cheering crowd! Returning to the center of the ring, she nodded to the ref to signal the bell, she moved towards Lisa, raising her arms in a grappling stance, her purple eyes gleaming with passion, endearment and wickedness.

[Lotus-Vale]

A girl could get used to hearing another woman as beautiful as Iria whistling at her. Lisa was the picture of pleasure while she watched Iria slip closer, certain this match would be everything she had hoped for. Doubly certain while she patiently allowed Iria to enter into intimate proximity with her and the extent of their curves made sure their bodies became familiar.

Oh, she had a hard time being witty with the heat between them, but clever speech was her specialty. "I'm sure I don't know what you mean~ I'm merely stating the obvious. No arcane trickery from me."

Clever speech might have been Iria's specialty, too. Her words crept with electricity over Lisa's skin, and that was before the woman's lips locked with hers. Lisa presumed no treachery, and her eyes were inviting while Iria leaned in. And the kiss? Magnificent. Filled with all the passion that a woman who spent her time around books, some of them romantic in nature, could deeply appreciate. Her contented sighs made that obvious. If Lisa had been some inexperienced waif she might have sunk into Iria's embrace then and there, and she did lean in, pushing her chest tighter to the other witch's.

But no touching. That would be her magic, for later, and she didn't want Iria to be prepared for it.

Lisa admired Iria when she broke the kiss and reached up to dab her finger at a smudge of foreign lipstick she could feel below her lip. The tongue that lapped between her lips, like that of a woman who had just enjoyed a good meal, was more subtle. Her display of satisfaction kept her from doing more than tilting her eyes up at Iria's head when the other witch stole her hat, and her inability to care about the heist was palpable. "Oh sleight of lips is your form of magic I see~ It looks good on you. I will, too. No kiss that good can go unpunished."

Mmm that was surely enough of that or they might never get to the wrestling. Iria must have been thinking the same because she turned to peel away with one more "threatening" promise. Lisa, being the best minx she could, caught Iria with a light smack on the rear and returned the woman's wink.

With a brush of her hair, an adjustment of her top, and a tweak of her shoulders, Lisa was ready to wrestle with this cutie. She stood with a hand on her hip as sassy as a model until Iria returned to her, and when the bell rang, she smirked and leaned in to grab Iria's shoulders and lock up.

[MsIshtar]

There were very things that pleased Iria more than refined flirting and Lisa seemed quite capable as the blonde’s seductive smile shone brighter at Lisa’s remark, she was good at this, very good. Soon enough she came in close and gazed at Lisa’s inviting eyes, before sharing a kiss. The blonde felt Lisa’s curvy figure move forward as their bodies almost embraced together in a tantalizing way. Everything about the atmosphere was magical.

At that moment, Iria was expecting Lisa’s hands to go somewhere, anywhere really. But it never came to happen, it made her wonder if Lisa just melted from the kiss. However, as she softly broke away their kiss, all her doubts washed away. After all, Lisa’s eyes gleam with hunger for more.

Iria’s mischievousness was uncontested as she took Lisa’s hat and decided to put it on. Moreover, Lisa’s clever quip was met with Iria’s wink and a shush gesture, in a way that said “don’t tell my secrets away~”.

As the blonde turned around and strutted towards the ropes -- giving Lisa something to think about, she took a quick glance, quite enough to see the type of look that Lisa gave her, which was pretty appealing to her. Quite so.

After throwing the hat to the crowd and returning to Lisa, it wasn’t long before the bell rang, officially starting the match! Iria was looking to grapple, so she’d happily indulge in a shoulder lockup as both their arms got a hold of each other 's shoulders!

“My… Do you want to get that close to me? Be my guest~” Iria whispered softly as her eyes were fixated on Lisa’s in an alluring way.

The blonde tested Lisa’s grappling skills while matching her strength, leaning forward as one of her feet would sit back comfortably, she let her frame fully press against Lisa’s. After that, she’d try to push her opponent’s upper body backward’s with her shoulders in an effort to make her position more difficult to hold. If she did so, her hands would release Lisa’s shoulders only to end up reaching both sides of Lisa’s waist, pulling her closely in a quite intimate bearhug!

[Lotus-Vale]

Lisa's hands gripped warm toned shoulders and her body tensed. She and Iria were of similar sizes and figures, and there was no telling which of them might have the greater strength advantage concealed beneath those delicious curves. But, while Lisa's body strained and well-hewn muscles hardened in her arms, her face was the picture of pleasure. Her green eyes admired Iria's face with mischief, and a crooked smile stayed on her lips.

"I can't have my way with you without getting closer~" But Iria was forcing her away. Lisa leaned into the sloppy grapple but Iria held her at bay before their chests had another chance to touch. "You shouldn't pretend you don't want--"

Iria's arms slapping around her waist and behind her back made her gasp and stopped her from making her quip. Iria once more drew herself into an almost erotic proximity with Lisa but the former librarian knew that this time Iria's plan was not to kiss her. Lisa had too much experience to not comprehend what was coming. Oh, this was everything she did and didn't want.

A grunt rolled in her throat when Iria cinched her into the bearhug, and Lisa's fight began, all swiping and shoving hands and feet trying to get the leverage to escape.

[MsIshtar]

Iria didn’t dislike the type of look Lisa gave her at her as they were grappling, not at all. The blonde shared the same amount of fascination which was reflected on her eyes, but right now she focused on the task at hand as she shoved Lisa’s torso backwards with her shoulders.

“Oh my… In that case come as close as you’d like~” Letting out a soft chuckle Iria replied teasingly. Her arms started wrapping behind Lisa’s back, pulling their bodies real closely!

“Then… Shall we?” Whispered Iria into Lisa’s ear, who wouldn’t lose time as she tightened her arms around Lisa’s figure, giving her a proper squeeze as their breasts flattened together.

Keeping the hold in place was pretty hard as Lisa tried to get away from her with her limbs, but for the moment the blonde was able to maintain the hold. Although, keeping the hug in place wasn’t the most difficult part for Iria. Right now, she felt the tantalizing feeling of their faces almost meeting each other, Lisa’s breath tickling the skin of her neck, her body grinding against Lisa’s as she felt her warmth… Iria couldn’t help herself as she bent down a little towards Lisa’s neck, planting quite a long kiss while still squeezing her in the bearhug!

After she broke the kiss, Iria would decide to release Lisa from the hold and take a step backwards, trying to approach things in a different way. Her eyes, though, wouldn’t move anywhere as they were longingly fixated on Lisa’s.

“Quite a lovely appetizer...” She said softly before her tongue brushed against her lower lip in a subtle way “Can’t wait until I have the main course though~”

[Lotus-Vale]

Iria had Lisa gasping as soon as the bearhug was locked in, but Iria's first squeeze really had her struggling. Lisa needed to wonder no longer whether Iria's strength could rival her own. The Golden Witch had her tight and Lisa's chest had no room to rise and fall with the breaths she needed with Iria's breasts flattening her own. She was caught, stuck, all of those words that could be nice in the right circumstances, not at the beginning of a wrestling match.

But she couldn't go without a quip despite the predicament, could she? She could work her way into Iria's psyche with words too. "Nngh you...didn't have to convince me...so forcefully--"

Lisa plotted an escape but Iria had already made a good move to lock Lisa chest to chest and block the busty former librarian from trying to smother her. It would be strength against strength and with Lisa's sternum and waist already in a vice, she would have a hard time summoning the energy she needed. It was a wise first move from Iria, but Lisa had to try even if it sounded unpleasantly exhausting.

Just when Lisa was shifting her feet to test her chances to pry away though, Iria sank on her neck like a hungry vampiress, but instead of fangs, Lisa only felt passionate and soft lips. A moan fluttered in her throat.

All at once and before Lisa could make more endearing commentary, kiss and hold ended. Lisa released a heavy breath and let her body slump and relax from its tension. There was Iria, giving her reprieve.

"You could have stuck with the kiss~" Aside from a couple of easing aches and her fatigue, Lisa was no worse for wear, so she would take the trade for her freedom. "Curious. Didn't anyone ever tell you not to play with your food? It might eventually bite back~"

Lisa did bite back. With a quick step, she narrowed the distance between them again, and she threw out her arm to the side of Iria's head and neck in hopes of pulling her in for a headlock just perfectly against the side of Lisa's ample breast.

[MsIshtar]

Iria smirked wickedly as Lisa played the damsel in distress, the blonde was pretty cunning herself so tricks rarely worked on her, Lisa would learn that as the blonde chuckled and made the squeeze tighten a bit more in the hug!

The sight of a woman as gorgeous as Lisa breathing heavily before her was quite charming, the blonde wouldn’t really have minded keeping the hold for a tad longer, but she wanted to keep her stamina from now and decided to release Lisa after giving her neck a lengthy kiss.

“Is that so? Next time, I’ll make sure I give you a longer one~” She replied with a teasing giggle as she made quite a suggestive declaration.

“My… feel free to try sweetie~” Iria’s eyebrows would raise in mischievous amusement as she gestured her with her index finger to come at her. Lisa’s forewarning would be fulfilled shortly, as Lisa closed the distance between them in a snap, catching Iria by surprise as she’d wrap her head and neck with her arm and shove her features right into her breasts in a headlock! Lisa certainly didn’t lack in the strength department, making the blonde feel strained as she began squirming her figure in the headlock.

Iria would begin struggling, trying to shove herself out with her arms and body to break free. Also, her head would snuggle against the sides of Lisa’s breasts, indulging herself in the gentle feeling *Great grappling skills. Fantastic boobs* Though Iria to herself. While the hold was painful, she could get used to the feeling of being pushed against Lisa’s soft breasts, almost inviting her to stay. So she had some conflicted thoughts to say the least!

“Nnnmmhh… This isn’t... quite the angle... from which I hoped to meet them” Iria joked, feigning disappointment. Hoping to distract Lisa as she thought of a plan of escape.

After some moments, she’d shift one of her legs in front of Lisa’s as she’d try to tangle it with one of her opponent’s before propelling it backwards, seeking to make her lose the footing and release her from the hold, or if she still kept her head close in, tumble them down to the floor!

[Lotus-Vale]

Lisa could have purred in satisfaction when she did bite back, precisely as Iria had dared her to do, but she was too busy summoning her strength to keep the woman locked into her arm. The locked arm might not have been pleasant as it crushed Iria's head but Lisa would dare her to complain about the face full of womanly humps she was currently enjoying as an appetizer. Assuming she wasn't smothered anyway.

She didn't sound like she was. Lisa didn't want to risk Iria using her own strength to get out. No moving her head around to ensure the smother or she might slip her lovely self free.

Lisa did get in a single snicker in between her heavy breaths at Iria's latest pleasing comment though. "I'll need to have you much tamer...and then you can see them all you want on my terms~"

But Iria tried to bring the match back to her terms. While she felt Iria's leg wrap around the front of hers, Lisa didn't have to think too deeply about what the other woman had planned. Lisa shifted her leg back to anchor herself but Iria threw enough weight into her attempt to throw Lisa back that Lisa couldn't stop the momentum. She gasped and fell, landing rump-first and then reeling onto her back.

But Iria fell with her and Lisa held onto the headlock. She tried to snuggle the gorgeous witch's face in closer. She had no business letting her go anywhere. "You could try a longer kiss now~"