When the music picked up, the debuting Alix Jacques finally walked through the smoke, one foot crossed in front of the other with each step like she was a model on a runway. Her bountiful buxom, which was covered only by a pair of heart-shaped leather pasties, bounced with her movements.
Indeed, the gothic vixen was barely covered at all; the pasties, a velvet choker around her neck that held a heart of ruby, and all lace for the rest: fingerless gloves that extended a little past her elbows, a skimpy thong, and thigh-high stirrup socks.
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Not a perfect representation, but it's along these lines.
It was so good to be back to this!
She put some more sway in her hips and gave her big breasts a shake for them. Upon reaching the ring, she grabbed onto the middle rope and half pulled, half jumped onto the apron, landing on it with split legs and earning another loud pop from the crowd in the process. She slid underneath the bottom rope and crawled over to a corner, turning round to rest against it in a kneeling position. Legs splayed, hands gripping the middle ropes to either side of her as she waited for her opponent.
Ishigami Yuto.
She'd met with a couple of the league's bookers who proposed an Accepted Submission Match with him. The match was to go on until one of them had accepted the submission of the other.
The switch was feeling Domme-y tonight, and judging from the footage that she'd been shown of him, Ishigami was a submissive type.
She was looking forward to this even if he wasn't. The man looked absolutely yummy.
