Hentai Submission Match
Victory Condition: Make the opponent submit via orgasms.
Standard hentai rules apply
Michelle Bennett was getting ready for her match tonight, which happened to be a hentai match. The British seductress couldn't wait to get into the ring and face whoever she would fight tonight. She had learned that her opponent for tonight would be Ina Rosenbaum.
Whoever this Ina was, Michelle was looking forward to leave her a twitching mess in the ring once she was done having her way with her. Of course, she would make sure to look presentable for the match tonight, where she would be wearing her skimpy wrestling outfit. Michelle Bennett
Now that it was her time to make her entrance, Michelle strutted down the ramp, showing off her goods. She smirked as the crowd mindlessly reveled in her appearance. She inwardly mocked them for being such mindless sheep.
Once she was in the ring, Michelle would wait for her opponent to make her entrance. She would lean against the turnbuckle as she would direct her gaze at the entrance so that she could take a clear look at her opponent tonight.
“This is it! My first Hentai Match!”, Ina told herself. It is what she wants to fight against, seeing sexfighters as the other half that taints the art of wrestling, apart from jobbers. She would take them on in any fight she could get her hands on, even hentai itself! That would just make their loss against her much more humiliating, making them kneel before her in their own domain!
”Introducing to you!! Hailing from Germany!! Ina Rosenbaum!! Spoiler
Ina came out of the gorilla position wearing a gray bikini that barely covered her chest and nicely hugged the curves of her hips. Still wearing that haughty smirk like it was just a normal match, she strutted down the rampway with class while staring at her opponent in the ring the whole time. She slid inside the ring right and walked until she’s right in front of Michelle.
”I heard you’re a seductress. Whatever that is.”, Ina smirked as her eyes went up and down her foe’s body examining each curve and contours of it up close, totally unafraid as if it's not her first hentai match! ”My! My! My! What do we have here?, Ina would say in a teasing tone as she would try to reach the ring right at Michelle’s navel and tug it before letting it slap back to her luscious skin as she stares at the woman with a smug look on her face.
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Michelle watched as her opponent for tonight, Ina Rosenbaum made her entrance. Seeing that her opponent for tonight was in bikini, the British seductress smirked, knowing that this match would be something to remember for everyone present in the arena. Of course, she aimed to win this match and walk out of the ring victorious, leaving behind the twitching body of her opponent behind in the puddle of her own cum.
The other woman then approached Michelle, even daring to lay her hand on her as she grabbed the ring on her skimpy leotard. She just scoffed at the German beauty, thinking nothing of her words. "I'll let you find out about it soon enough, darling. I am Michelle. I hope you will remember that name in case if you want to scream out a name as I fuck you senseless..." She smirked at her, moving forward so that she could press her own ample bust against Ina's.
Michelle had her breasts pressed against Ina's, as if challenging her before the match could begin. The crowd seemed to love this staredown, though the referee would get between them to get them separated in order to get them ready for the match.
Ina’s goal is unbending and etched in stone, although with Michelle as an adversary gives her the urges to forget about that...for just a night. The seductress’ assets loomed right in front of her that it made her gulp. Still, she tried to maintain her composure and never gave ground .
Ina approached her foe unfazed, confidence that fits her name. She pinched the ring of leotard, checking her out even more. ”I...I’d definitely will, although I might use it with “Ohh Michelle! Cum for me Michelle!! Cum for me like the whore you are!!" Ina by the way, Ina "Rache" Rosenbaum”, Ina played it out in a taunt, hoping that her stammer at the start would slip undetected hoping she’d still look unfazed at the eyes of the seductress.
Ina then took a step as well, pushing her chest into Michelle’s causing them to mushroom as the space between them depleted. Her cheeks blushed a slight pink because of it. Their forehead touched each other in this intense staredown. She would still keep stepping forward though trying to push Michelle with her breasts before letting the ref split them apart as she would retreat back to her corner.
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Michelle was amused by the confidence displayed by Ina, and she would stare into her eyes, as if challenging her to do more than just checking on the ring of her outfit. Then, they pressed their chests against each other, and Michelle chuckled as she saw the slight tinge of pinkness on Ina's cheeks. She wanted to see more than that, and she was certain that she could accomplish such a thing during this match.
Alas, all good things had to end eventually as the referee separated them. Stepping back, Michelle moved back towards the corner, waiting for the match to begin. Still having her confident smile on her face, she rested against the turnbuckle before the referee called for both of them to the center of the ring.
Stepping forth, Michelle would get herself ready as the referee called for the bell, starting the match. Taking a stance, she would then raise both her hands, preparing herself to lock up with the beautiful German before her.
These kinds of matches always found a way to ignite her heart. Not for the love of it, no. But for the wish to burn it to the ground. It tainted the pure image of wrestling in her mind. Prospects of this just seemed like they can’t keep their desires tucked inside a bedroom and wanted it to be seen for reasons she couldn’t understand.
Michelle is the epitome of that. A woman at her peak, filled with lust, with the body that could leave everyone drooling at the sight of it, clad in a leotard that seemed like it’s just held by the ring on her navel and the collar that wrapped her neck. A delicious treat for her first victim. Maybe too pretty, as she found herself blushing at the sight of her. ‘’No!” she scolded herself, she shouldn’t be giving any ground right now as this is hers to win. She reaffirmed her composure with a cold glare and a cocky grin. It might look like hypocrisy at first glance. Participating in a match type she so loathes herself. But no win is more complete than defeating a foe at their own ground, and this is what she'd set herself to do in this match.
With the pre-match antics finally done, the two bodacious fighters finally settled at their corners. The crowd’s roar is at its apex as the bell finally rang, officially starting this heated match up. Ina then lunged towards Michelle like a hound, befitting her wrestling name “Rache”. Meeting her challenge by locking her arms with her. Feet pushing forward, hips reared back, she gnashed her teeth trying to gain ground.
It is not in her intention to get bogged down in this position though. Being faced against an opponent bigger and probably stronger than her, she devised this as a ruse to coax her to give more effort to her push. At the right time, Ina slipped her foot right behind Michelle’s dominant leg. Her foot then shot backwards, pulling Michelle’s right with it to send her crashing to the mat. If she succeeded, Ina then pounced on Michelle to drive home that advantage, locking her face between her hips in a schoolgirl pin. Knitting her arms right above her head with one hand, she’d then move the other right towards Michelle’s bosom. Sliding her arm underneath the strap that hid her nipple, she’d give her a playful squeeze, letting her luscious skin spill between her fingers. ”I’ve been dying to get a feel of these since the start of the match”, She’d coo with a smirk
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The two of them locked up in a grapple, and Michelle could feel it right away that she was far stronger than her opponent. She smiled, thinking that she could overpower her opponent so that she could work on her body later, but Ina then proved herself to be a wily one as she made use of her leg to make Michelle lose her footing, and the Brit ended up falling backwards.
"AAHH!!"
She then winced when her back hit the mat. Still reeling from her fall, Michelle was unable to stop Ina from putting her into a schoolgirl pin. Then, Ina proceeded to molest her, bringing one hand onto the strap that was covering her nipple, and she began to moan, her body shivering as Ina started giving her breast a squeeze.
Knowing her way around fighters of different styles and sizes, it wouldn’t be that much of a stretch for Ina to be able to think of such a move. She knew both their advantages and disadvantages and ran a lot of scenarios inside her head by now. And with it, she got her where she wanted her to be. Squeezing her perky breasts that felt like bouncy orbs of heaven, it only riled up Rache even more as she increased the rhythm, giving Michelle a vigorous groping. ”Quite reactive for a seductress. Haven’t you done this a lot by now already?”, Ina teasingly cooed, taking note of the shivering of her foe’s body.
Her thighs worked alongside with her hands. Pulling her legs inward, she ensnared Michelle’s head between her kissably smooth thighs. Cheeks against her inner thighs, soft skin against soft skin as her crotch resided on her chin, her hips rocking to and fro to provide pleasure for her opponent with this sensual grind
Still, she’d feel the need to amp up the pressure as she still recognized her foe as a threat. A lady wouldn’t be called a seductress for no reason. With it, she’d arched her back a little bit more, the same hand that groped her breasts would explore down even further to her crotch. If unopposed, Ina would slide the leopard print fabric that covered Michelle’s crotch sidewards exposing her bare pussy. Her lithe fingers would then run the lines of her sex, going along with its lower lips and clit probing for weakness and giving quite the tease!!
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Michelle was still under Ina, who had pinned her down in a schoolgirl pin, and she needed to find a way to escape this, or else she would end up in a much deeper trouble. Having her breasts groped made it hard for the Brit to think, and now, Ina decided to bring one hand behind her so that she could touch her sex.
"Aaahhhn... d-don't you think it is t-too early for t-that?"
She could feel that her pussy was then exposed, and she knew that a drastic move had to be taken before her opponent could go to town on her. So, before Ina could go any further than what she was doing currently, Michelle would try to get the soles of her boots flat on the canvas. Then, she would try to twist to the side, hoping that it would cause Ina to lose her balance while seated on top of her in the schoolgirl pin.
From there, Michelle would attempt to throw Ina off of her, liberating herself from whatever her opponent was doing to her.
The position elated Ina, feeling dominant so early to the match. Each quiver of the woman under her stirred her to go further. This might end earlier than expected, so she pressed even tougher. Do hentai fighters usually don't offer much of a fight? Well, that figures! They only want to get fucked in front of the crowd, she thought.
"W..well..yeahh. Don't you usually want this?" Ina replied as she slid the fabric covering her sex. But as she was just about to give her foe the night of her life, she was given a hard shove. She stumbled sidewards on all fours. Her plump butt sticked up to the air as she glared back with a snarl.
After making her up to her feet again, Ina wasted no time and went back to her foe hoping to resume her business of destroying this girl. "It seems like you don't want to play anymore", Ina teased as she then grabbed her hair and balled it up to a fist. She'd tug her by that, pulling her up to her fee and dragging her to the corner. If this seductress just followed her like a dog, Ina would slam and drill her face to the turnbuckle not once, not twice but thrice!
