Win via Pinfall, Submission, Knockout, Hentai Encouraged
Loser is to be punished by the winner however they see fit
Rope Breaks are only valid for Nerissa
This was it. The first of the new Kimodameshi matches Himeko had designed, and the matches were Amano was purposely disadvantaged. And it'd be a hell of a first run. A No-DQ Hardcore Match, with Amano being forced to accept rope breaks. It was... kind of nerve-racking now that she was actually about to go through with it. The Demon wasn't a stranger to hardcore matches or no-DQ situations, she had plenty including a previous Kimodameshi. Hell, even her opponent wasn't too new in terms of type, as Amano had fought a good handful of arrogant and self-absorbed fighters in the past. Still, her nerves was tense. "Ugh... I think Ane-san really has it out for me."
Not that the stipulation tied her hands too much. Low blows, weapons, and other tricks were still on the table. And if the fight got out of the ring the torture could really get going. Plus... hentai was allowed. And that was probably the most interesting part. It wasn't too often people challenge the Demon to matches with a hentai angle. Even before the rework most unique matches were hardcore affairs. So as arrogant as Nerissa seemed on Twitter, the match she challenged Amano said a lot. Someone that wanted to get frisky and no be subjected to a torturous submission without an out.
"Guess I'll see what they're about when I see them."
"TONIGHT! Representing Senso no Hana for the renewed Kimodameshi Match! The Rascal Demon: AMANOOOOOO! JAAAAKUUUUU!."
As Amano theme kicked on the stage was shrouded in a black fog. The crowd growing tense as the solo vocals slowly made way for the Japanese instruments to kick in. And at the theme's full blast Amano jump out from the fog, a wide smile on her face as her yellow eyes practically glowed within the fog. Spoiler
She wore a wide grin on her face, her eyes glazing over the crowd as they gasped and pointed before she bite the air in their direction to ward them off. Snickering at the shocked reaction she started making her way down the ramp, flashing her black panties underneath as her kimono top as she walked, biting and baring her teeth in the direction of any onlooker that seemed too engrossed her small body to notice her fangs. And as she got to the edge of the apron she quickly hopped right into the ring, walking to the center and giving the crowd one last flash of her panties before sticking out her tongue and moving to her corner.
Tonight was going to be one hell of a show, one way or another.
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"It's just madness..." Victoria said, putting the folder of documents aside.
Nerissa's lips stretched into an unnaturally wide smile. She finished her workout and got to her feet, glancing at her manager. Yes, it was the right reaction. The Native American woman has always made people feel like that. Why? Because she was different from most other people. But unlike many, she wasn't shy about showing it. Even now, she has decided to start a new path in a very loud way.
"Do you remember our first meeting?" she asked in a slightly hissing voice, approaching her locker in order to take the Pride flag.
"You were sitting on the bloody body of your rival," answered Victoria, who never forgot anything.
"Exactly," Nerissa licked her lips with an unnaturally long tongue, "she was the last bitch that annoyed me all the time, so now I'm here, and hardcore humiliation for a debut match is the best option to let everyone know my intentions."
With these words, the Native American woman tied the Pride frag around her neck in the manner of a cloak and headed for the exit of the locker room. She was about to leave, but Victoria, adjusting her glasses, called out to her. The Echidna turned her head to the side, slightly raising her left eyebrow.
"It was very difficult to agree on what you asked for," the manager said seriously, "the leadership rarely takes such a step for a newcomer, so don't fuck up."
Nerissa's eyes sparkled, and her smile grew even wider. Without answering, she left the locker room and headed down a long corridor. There was a real fire inside the Native American woman. It hasn't been long enough since she left America. But she was one of those who constantly rushes into fight. Only the match was able to give her those pleasant emotions that she loved so much. And it was the match that could best show who she really was. So she was looking forward to her debut.
Nerissa entered the small waiting room and stopped in front of the curtains. Oh, it seems her opponent was not as simple as one might expect. At least she had a very vivid image, which the audience really liked. But Nerissa just grinned. They haven't seen her yet. But in a few moments she will fix it. After the response she received from Amano on Twitter, she wanted to see what this girl could offer her in the ring. Finally, her rival's music is over. And that meant only one thing.
"I'm going to take everything I want!" the Echidna told herself. Entrance Music
Attire
The light has completely left the arena. Plunged into darkness, the audience even thought it was some kind of technical problem. However, then three loud chords rang out. And at the same time, the spotlights blinked three times, illuminating the figure at the top of the ramp. The woman wrapped in the Pride flag stood with her back to the audience. The light disappeared again and when the new three chords shook the walls, the Echidna turned over her shoulder with a venomous smile on her face. A few moments of silence and three more flashes that illuminated the woman standing facing the audience with her arms crossed over her chest. New three chords and new three flashes allowed them to see how the Echidna spreads her arms to the sides and raises them up. The light of three spotlights fell on the Native American woman who began to descend the ramp.
It was difficult to describe the reaction of the audience. The noise did not subside in the hall even for a moment. All the concerns of the leadership were swept away somewhere very far away. Nerissa was truly a unique woman and she was going to give them all a show they hadn't seen yet. The Echidna was here for only one purpose. She was determined to get to the top, bathing in the blood and cum of bitches who dared to stand in her way.
The light completely disappeared the moment she started climbing the metal steps. The hall was pitch black. The spotlights returned a few moments later to shine on Nerissa, who was sitting on the top turnbuckle. She had a big smile on her face and her eyes were directed at her rival. Like a falcon focused on its prey.
The native American woman made a jump. The flag tied around her neck rustled due to the gusts of air. And when she landed on her feet, the light returned, this time in full. Amid the hubbub of applause, the Echidna straightened up to her full height. She untied the Pride frag and held it high above her head, showing everyone one of her main views on life.
Her music was coming to an end, so she left the flag in her corner, then returned to the center of the ring. She was confident and she enjoyed the reaction that her entrance caused. On the last chord, the Echidna put her left hand on her waist, and her right hand went up. Nerissa made a gesture of horns and licked her thin lips with an unnaturally long tongue. Her eyes were still fixed on her opponent. The smile of the native American woman became even wider at the moment when her music ended, and most of the audience continued to scream, amazed by such a performance. the Echidna's eyes flashed.
"I hope you heeded my advice," she said in a slightly hissing voice, "you need your vocal cords because today you'll scream like the last bitch in pain and pleasure."
"Hm?" The lights went out almost as soon as Amano settled into her corner, only thing visible being the Demon's blinking yellow eyes as they flickered over to the ramp with a slight glare. Wonder what... Soon, the lights flashed on again, revealing a woman cloaked in a colorful flag. In a flash, the lights went out again, coming back on to the beat of her opponent's music. And so the pattern went until Amano got a full view of the woman as she flashed right into the ring on the turnbuckle, jumping down in showing fashion to the awe and admiration of the crowd before she finally turned her attention to Amano.
If the Demon had to sum this woman up in one word it'd be flashy. From her entrance, to the her look, to her tattoos, to her demeanor this woman was clearly a showman. Even Amano couldn't help but be a little impressed. Given the all the cocky nature of the woman online taunt Amano was expecting to be disappointed, but... maybe this wouldn't be a boring fight. This was the same person that wanted a No-DQ match with a lot of sex in between the blows, so whether she was skilled, horny, or just cocky would speak for itself in a moment.
And speaking of being horny, Nerissa made it not secret of how she wanted this match to go.
"Heh," Amano gave a smirk, her yellow eyes flashing. "Didn't read it. Didn't care enough to." She snapped back, leaning herself forward. "I'm more surprised you even showed up. Every wannabe that brags online before coming into the ring usually bails when they see a real fighter call them out." She moved to the center, bumping foreheads with Nerissa. "Who's the last girl you made scream, huh Neri-chan? Your practice doll?" She pushed her forward. "Here's some advice for you." She ran a hand along the bottom hem of her kimono top, flashing the panties underneath as her eyes lit up. "Give me some decent licks with that long tongue of yours when I'm grinding your face senseless with my pussy." She teased, her face blushing red at the thought of act. "If you give me a nice orgasm during the match I might pay you back~"
Oh, apparently it's going to be pretty damn interesting. A shiver ran down Nerissa's spine. Fear? No, of course not. Anticipation. She enjoyed every word from her rival's mouth. Why? There were many reasons for this. But the most important reason lay deep inside Nerissa. She was merciless. Especially to those who considered themselves to be someone important.
She knew perfectly well what kind of woman was standing in front of her and what her big words were based on. A veteran who has gone through many matches, some of which were at the highest level. Victoria made sure to provide the Native American woman with some information. And the fact that there was a veteran in front of her, who considered herself several heads bigger, literally delighted the Echidna. She wasn't a moral sadist. But she weren't going to deny that she enjoyed the feeling she got in those moments when she was trampling someone's pride in the mud.
And she met Amano in the center of the ring without the slightest hesitation. She still had a big smile on her face, despite the fact that her rival had made their foreheads collide. Of course, Amano had to show who was in charge here. An experienced veteran who has earned their reputation. And just a debutant. There seemed to be nothing more to talk about. The favorite was obvious. Once again, the veteran will put the impudent debutant in their place.
Surely this must have struck fear into Nerissa's heart. Especially after her rival's last words. Oh, it was a very interesting scenario. And Amano was very persistent in trying to convey this to Nerissa, because she was literally trying to push the Native American woman back. But if there had been at least one attentive person in the hall, they would have noticed that the Echidna remained standing where she was. And her eyes were still focused on Amano's eyes.
"Well..." she hissed, "sounds very convincing, maybe I should fall on my knees right now and start begging you for mercy, or maybe I should ask the ref to cancel this match, so as not to find myself in such an awkward situation that you have just described so colorfully..."
Nerissa took a step back, creating a space between them, after which she looked at the referee. The striped shirt was confused, not understanding if Nerissa was serious about the possibility that she would ask to cancel the match. However, the Echidna was going to save the referee from this headache. Without hesitation and without any words, she grabbed her long braid, simultaneously turning around on her axis. And at the same moment, her braid, like a supersonic whip, was aimed at Amano's face. If she is so confident in her abilities, then let her taste the Echidna’s needle before the bell rings!
For the Native American woman, there is no one more authoritative than her. A newcomer. A veteran. A nubmer 1 contender. A champion. Just people made of flesh and blood. The only difference is that veterans believe that only they have the right to self-conceit. Well, that's why Nerissa was here today. It's time for this place to see what happens in those moments when you run into someone who doesn't care about your conceit. She was only here so that people like Amano wouldn't forget that they weren't invulnerable due to their veteran status.
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"Hm?" Amano canted her head, raising an eye at the woman's words as she stepped back. It was obviously sarcasm, but even the ref's confusion had her conflicted. Then Amano's eyes went to Nerissa's hand, watching it run through her braid with a curious expression. Is she seriously just gonna' run an- But Amano's body quickly tenses as her opponent's hand gripped her own braid tighter. And before she could react further a flash a brown and black slashed itself over Amano's face.
"Aaaah!" A loud shriek rang out as Amano reeled back, hands desperately covering over Amano's eyes to protect herself from another lashing. The bell hadn't even rung and her opponent decided to take full advantage of the lack of foul calling with a cheap shot. "Little-!" She whipped herself forward, glaring at Nerissa with flashing yellow eyes as she fought the involuntary tears forming. "Wanna' play like that, huh?" She shouted, shooting herself forward and going low to try and scoop Nerissa's ankles out from under her in a double-leg takedown.
The audience simultaneously let out a loud hiss at the moment when Nerissa's strikingly long braid passed over her rival's face. It wasn't the first time she had heard this sound from the crowd. When you look at something like this, your brain is always trying to reproduce the sensations. And there could be no other reaction other than a painful hissing. The braid of the Native American woman was like a whip. It was her weapon and she wasn't shy about using it.
However, nothing could compare to Amano's reaction. The Echidna's braid left a bright mark on her face. And, it seems, she was not very happy that Nerissa did it before the official start of the match. Well, that was a lesson. That's what you get when you try to crush a woman like Nerissa with authority. Perhaps in another situation she would really have waited for the bell to ring, but she was not used to brushing off her urges. And now she felt an irresistible urge to tear this insolent bitch to pieces.
Ding-Ding-Ding.
Now the match was officially started. With a smile on her face, the Native American woman took a step forward, clenching her fists and raising them up. The fun has just begun. Today, everyone has a lot to find out about Nerissa. Both the audience and her rival. Especially her rival. The Echidna was one of those who absolutely did not care what another person thought about themselves. She was only in the ring to satisfy her own needs. The way to the top always lies through the bodies of defeated enemies. And today she was going to take the first step on this path.
However, Amano was not going to stand still, despite the nasty blow she received. She recovered quickly enough and her reaction was not long in coming. With curses flying out of her mouth, she rushed at the Echidna, wanting revenge on the Native American woman. It seems she was serious enough, although Nerissa could see the drops of tears forming in her eyes.
The first thing Nerissa decided was that she should try to get away from her opponent's line of attack. But it quickly became clear that this was not the best plan. The distance between them was too small to try to evade. There was only one option left. Counterattack. She only needed to understand what Amano had prepared for her.
Oh, and the Japanese woman didn't disappoint her. The blonde ducked down, trying to bypass the Echidna's defenses. In the blink of an eye, Amano's arms wrapped around Nerissa's legs. The Native American woman guessed what would happen next. And she wasn't wrong. Yanking her legs up, Amano knocked the ground out from under Nerissa's feet, causing her to start falling on her back.
If she had been a slow-moving bison, it is unlikely that she would have been able to do anything at all to try to mitigate the consequences of this situation. But even though the circumstances were not on her side at the moment, she would never accept it without trying to do something. Therefore, even before her back hit the mat, she lifted her legs even higher.
Perhaps it might have seemed to someone that this was a stupid decision, because in this way her back would crash into the mat even harder. And it really was true. The Native American woman let out a strangled groan of pain as she fell to the mat, a discharge of unpleasant pain passed through her back. However, she was willing to go for it. Why?
Because she was going to try to use her legs to cross them behind Amano's back. In such a situation, it is necessary to limit the opponent's movements. And if she had succeeded, she would have been happy to use the skills she received at the time when she participated in MMA fights. Using both of her fists, she was about to send a series of punches to Amano's head. It was difficult for her to aim well, but when there are too many punches, this is not the biggest problem.
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For once, the crowd gave Amano a small pop as she got the takedown, forcing Nerissa on her back with rough force and a satisfying thud. The perfect bit of revenge for the cheap shot she received. But it served as a reminder. There were no rules in this fight. And save for Amano having to accept rope breaks it was anything goes from here on out. And with that in mind, just as Amano moved into Nerissa's guard for a bit of proper punish she immediately felt her movements limited. "Hn?" Amano was already in close, but she didn't have much control of her waist and torso. Nerissa had locked her legs around her waist, and Amano's black and yellow eyes flashed with recognition. A jujitsu technique...
She looked down with a glare, only to be met with a hard fist before she could respond. "Guh!" Amano's head reeled back at the sudden punch, her thoughts shattered as the pain took focus. "Gra-!" She quickly brought her arms up to guard and block the incoming assault, making her arms taking the majority of the blows and keep her cool. Think. Think Reiko! She knew she had learned a way to deal with this kind of move. Something her teacher taught her... Right, gotta' stand up!
With that thought mind, Amano got her bearings around her legs, gritting her teeth as she started pushing herself up off her knees to a standing position, trying to force Nerissa's legs at an awkward angle while hopping and wriggling herself away to force the legs loose. Definitely a silly look, but it'd work for an escape method.
It might seem that after not the cleanest start of the match, Nerissa started having problems. The blonde, in an effort to take revenge on the native American woman, grabbed her legs and knocked the ground out from under her feet. MMA. Jiu-jitsu. Judo. Pro wrestling. None of this matters. When a fighter is on their back, it is most likely to deprive them of their advantage. And at such moments it is easy to lose concentration, succumbing to emotions. Even the audience understood this, especially considering that this was the Echidna's debut match.
In their opinion, the Native American woman should have felt the pressure. Besides, her opponent was a veteran. That's why Nerissa said they had a lot to learn about her. Where many others see only failure, she sees opportunity. Where many see danger, she sees excitement. Where many see hopelessness, she sees the way forward. That's why she acted without any doubt.
Despite the pain in her back after the fall, she wrapped her legs around Amano's waist. And it did not escape her gaze that the blonde did not immediately understand why her movements were limited. This brought a smile to the Echidna's face. And then she clenched her fists. The first punch was so clean and powerful that her opponent's head fell back. But she wasn't going to stop. Using speed, the Native American woman continued to send her fists into Amano's head.
The blonde quickly got her bearings and covered her head with her hands, trying to protect herself. The Echidna did not weaken the onslaught. Most of her punches landed on her opponent's forearms, but some punches still reached her head. What seemed like a losing position for her turned into an advantage. So she continued.
And Amano, apparently, did not want to check how strong her bones would be. She started to get to her feet. Nerissa continued to beat her opponent, but after a few moments she just couldn't reach the blonde's head. Her legs rose above the mat and now she had no other options but to release her opponent's waist. But Amano decided to hedge her bets and therefore, with the help of not the most ordinary movement, she forced Nerissa to let her go.
"How interesting..." the woman hissed as her legs collapsed onto the mat.
What now? Should she have rolled to the side in order to get to her feet? A good idea. But instead, the Echidna put her right forearm on the mat. Turning on her right side, she shifted the center of gravity to her right arm. What for? Oh, the blonde is clearly not going to like it. Nerissa wasn't one to back down so easily. She made the most of her speed in every match. And now she intended to make an arc with her left leg. Taking the speed, the Echidna was going to direct her left foot in the back side of Amano's kneecap with a round kick from the ground!
Amano was finally able to get free, taking a short moment to catch her breath as she finally got Nerissa to drop her legs and release her. The drop in weight had her body feeling light for a moment, and the crowd was on edge. "Aaah-" She shook her arms a little, still stinging from the harsh punches she took before she settling into a stance. Not exactly the prettiest way to escape a hold, but jujitsu was rarely known for its elegance and the Demon even less so.
"... ..." Her eyes shifted to her opponent, hands up and ready to catch an attack. Amano expected Nerissa to rise, to try and regain the lost offense, but instead she stayed low on the ground, as if prepping herself for a further ground game. And as tempting as that was, Amano wasn't foolish enough to try and take on someone in their element. Nerissa clearly wanted to stay on the ground, and Amano had half a mind to try and quite literal stomp that idea out of her.
But then Nerissa struck.
Nerissa's leg whip around fast, using her position to give it faster momentum than Amano thought. Shit! Too fast to dodge or counter, Amano only braced her leg for what quickly turned into a near crack against her leg. "Graaah!" And it was like a rod slammed into her knee, the sensitive joints around it jolting pain through the Demon's whole leg as she awkwardly hopped back, bending down to clutch and soothe the injured leg.
Nerissa's expectations were fully justified. The scream of her rival filled the arena at the moment when the Echidna's foot crashed into the back of her kneecap. One of the many features of the Native American woman was her fighting style. Of course, there would hardly be anything surprising in striking skills and grappling, but Nerissa could almost always find a way to surprise her opponent thanks to a very specific way of thinking. Her attacks were often too unpredictable. And the fact that Amano was hugging her injured leg right now was a great proof of that.
The Echidna put her palms on the mat and jumped to her feet in one motion. With a smirk on her face, she immediately rushed forward. Lightweight matches have always had an amazing pace of matches, but Nerissa was going to take it to a new level. And she was going to start right now. Putting everything she had into speed, she was going to approach the blonde like a lightning.
Nerissa felt like a fish in the water. For many, this might seem like something strange, especially considering that it was her debut. But the Native American woman really enjoyed what was happening. The gazes of thousands of spectators did not put any pressure on her. On the contrary, she was excited by the thought that all eyes were riveted on her. It was high time for this federation to shake itself up. And the Echidna was here for exactly that.
In addition, she did not forget about the behavior of her rival. It was only the very beginning of the mast and therefore the most interesting was ahead. However, Amano was able to hurt the pride of the Native American woman. Nerissa frankly hated it when so-called veterans openly try to put themselves above others. And the Echidna had something to say about it.
"Let's see how you like that," she thought.
Amano was almost in the perfect position to take the action outside the ring. And Nerissa was going to take advantage of it. She tried to get the maximum speed for a reason. It was necessary for her to push off from the mat and make a leap forward, thereby bringing the momentum to the maximum. At the same time, she was going to bend her knees first, and then straighten her legs, trying to crush both of her feet into her opponent's face! Yes, with that explosive dropkick, she wanted to hit Amano so hard that her opponent's body literally left the ring!
