"Battle of the Redheads" - Karla Reinhardt vs Rindo Kobayashi

[Monsy]

Being planted by the suplex drove the fight from her small body. Landing in such a way was ordained by all things visually marvellous. It’s only natural that she’d be picked up. Her nape, put across the Barbarian’s broad and strong soldiers, scrunched up like a coil with no spring to bounce back. She had a fidget, sure, a twitch in her foot, a small twist and even a whimper in protest as the blood soared into her head.

The crowd lapped up the sight. Her soaked sex had a neat glisten and wasn’t picture shy for the cameras as her juices shimmered off all the shiny black latex around her crotch. You can catch her face drowning in a red blush. Words? Well -- “I-I…” About six different knots caught her throat on that front. Her mouth ran dry and she could feel her heart utterly sink deep into her gut. Both hamstrings screamed as Rindo pulled down on her legs. The whole thing was drunkenly dizzying. And by the time she managed a peep, it came out in a scream, “P-PUT ME DOWN!!”

[pikazard]

With Karla balanced on her shoulder and suspended in the air Rindo would take her time to showboat at the aristocrats expense, keeping her legs spread to show off her exposed crotch while the crowd hollered and hooted to show their appreciation. The only one who wasn't appreciating this display was the unwilling volunteer on the receiving end of the stretch, who screamed at the barbarian to put her down "Put you down? Well, why didn't you say so?" Rindo chuckled with a grin that was almost cheshire-like.

Before Karla had time to consider whether or not that had been a poor choice of words Rindo would attempt to jump up into the air while kicking her legs out, aiming to fall into a sitting position and drive Karla's neck onto her shoulder to complete the Muscle Buster! Should she land the move Rindo would then release Karla's legs to allow the Reinhardt to abruptly fall off her shoulders, hopefully primed and ready for Rindo to take her time finishing off.

[Monsy]

She came down with all her folded weight on her neck and collar. Her spine sandwiched, with the muscles in her back pinching as Rindo sits out. The world all but turned off and on. She slipped off, hit the mat in a heap, then spilled spread-eagle onto the canvas. Deep breaths made her chest move. Her eyes almost fully rolled back. Groans slipped her every now and again, and her fingers curled into paper-strong fists that flinched, but otherwise stayed flat. As was the rest of her bodysuit-clad body. Laid out. Silent.

[pikazard]

A loud slam reverberated throughout the arena as Rindo landed on the mat to perform her Muscle Buster finisher, forcing Karla to endure her entire weight crashing down on just her neck and shoulders before she fell down onto her back. Roars filled the arena at the sight of one of the most crowd-pleasing moves in all of wrestling being performed on a woman as gorgeous as Karla, especially given her wardrobe malfunction, and even Rindo couldn't help but giggle slightly at being praised so much by the audience. The only one in the whole arena who was silent was Karla, who had nothing to say for her predicament save for a few groans that could only be heard by Rindo, for whom those groans were the sweetest melody she could ever hope to hear.

Turning to Karla's fallen form and grinning with dark intention, Rindo would crawl over to the woman and take a hold of one of her limp legs by the ankle and raise it at a 90 degree angle. Rindo would take a moment to peer down at Karla and give her a lustful grin before moving her bottoms to the side to bare her crotch and push it into Karla's to press their womanhoods together! Using Karla's leg for leverage Rindo would start grinding her hips into Karla's, forcefully tribbing her in the hopes of coercing a match-ending orgasm out of the aristocrat!

[Monsy]

“Gh.. mmg…”

Karla was laid out inside a mess of her own red hair which spilled out around her head like pooling paint. Her arms had folded up by her head, grasping at air through curling fingers. It was a fuzzy feeling. There’s pain in her neck, but by that point, mostly numb. Trailing down her spine was a sense of stiffness. She was rather gassed. The urge to move was shot, but moving much at all was tiring out any limb that tried to. It took Rindo’s own grip to make her move in any substantial way, lifting her leg into the air, otherwise opening her wet womanhood to couple with Rindo’s own. “eh…” Karla reacted with a gasp, but was none the wiser for a moment. Then came the butterflies. “!!!”

Both cheeks burned dark red. Her teeth clenched tight. She whined, shivered and curved her back. Her toes curled. She felt weightless being grinded on, with her frame moving to and fro like a current -- making her chest move in tune, and hot breath exerted from the outercourse when it touched on her pearl.

She got onto her elbows, though it meant nothing now. Gripped and tribbed on, she was moving to Rindo’s pace. Hardly any strength remained. She was huffing out her mouth to keep pace, with her chest beginning to race -- and breathy moans soon slipping as a result. The climb was fast. It’s that knot in her stomach and the flinch of her legs, starting to move on its own, kicking and as a greater arch curled into her back until her head touched down. “Nngh.. p-please…” Her voice squealed, marking quicker breathing as she felt her entire self get sweaty. “I’m gonna…”

The feeling exploded before she could finish. She arched more with her fists bearing white-knuckles. Her face tightened, eyes closed. Then she went stiff, involuntarily convulsing just a few moments later with this frustrated but high-pitched scream as her legs shivered and she flattened on her back, babbling out half-winded moans and whines. The world was spinning. She danced on cloud nine, unable to muster much wind to really curse them out consistently in each exhale. Her eyes did peep seconds after her climax. “I….”

The bell rang.

“... Hate you.”

[pikazard]

After taking Rindo's Muscle Buster and getting dumped on her back Karla had had the fight driven out of her, leaving Rindo with a myriad of options with which to finish her off. Her method of choice was to lift Karla's leg and use it as leverage to start humping her between the legs to rub their womanhoods together, a smile creeping on the Barbarian's face as she watched Karla's expression the whole time. Watching her go red and start breathing heavily made Rindo do the same, seeing Karla in this submissive state seemed to arouse her more than the physical contact they were sharing "That's right Karla-chan, just like that. Let senpai take care of you" she purred.

But after all the grinding and teasing that had gone on throughout the match so far Karla would not last much longer, and soon enough she'd start to reach the limits of her sexual endurance, a moment that would not be missed by Rindo as she started to up the intensity of her grinding. Not for the sake of bringing about Karla's orgasm, but for the sake of her own. Then the moment came as Karla let out an explosive release, crying out and officially ending the match in Rindo's victory.

Rindo's grinding didn't stop when the match ended however, she might have made Karla cum already but she was still concerned with her own pleasure. With nothing left to worry about Rindo would ride the high from watching Karla's orgasm and keep rubbing against her now slick pussy until she could feel herself on the verge of bursting "Karla-chaaaaaaan...!" With one last long exhale that would see her eyes rolling and her tongue involuntarily leaving her mouth Rindo would release her pleasure, leaving her panting and sweating as the bell rang.

With that the match was over and Rindo had won the Battle of the Redheads, sexually dominating her high society look-alike and sending the LAW audience into a frenzy as she did so. For a moment Rindo couldn't stand and would just continue to look down at Karla's face, then she would allow the referee to help her up so she could raise her arm in victory to the cheers of the audience. After the performance the two women had put on for them they were more than satisfied. Rindo would get ready to take her leave and have a much needed shower, but before she did she would turn to face Karla one last time, beaming an oddly fond smile for someone who had just been told she was hated "Yeah? Well I love you"

[Monsy]

Winner via Orgasm: Rindo Kobayashi