Frederika Groß (D) vs Angelica Legrande (D) - Sexual Symphony

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Participating and watching the pleasure Angelica was receiving from her conductor's instruction was also doing a number on Frida. Being a part of all of this breast grinding and steaming hot body rubs was almost intoxicating. The German murmured her own sounds of thrill, shadowing the loud eclectic moaning her wonderful singer was producing. Sweat dripped down her brows and built up on both of the women's bodies, including on the thigh where it intermixed with the traces of precum.

The conductor felt like a ruthless conqueror, using all of her tools and going to all lengths in order to get what she wanted. She couldn't help but grin, self-appreciating her own work, as she perceived the once pure Angelica now close to a euphoric release.

"Sing for me my dear, show me the fruits of our intimate session thus far. The kiss of our bodies, our lips, and let out the emotions you've pent up til now~." proclaimed Frida, awaiting the climax of the first act.

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Angelica's moan became much more louder and wilder. Her eyes have rolled back, her mouth gaping as only moans escaped her lips. Her humping have become much more wilder and uncontrollable. She gritted her teeth, desperate to hold back a bit more longer, at least after Frederika's herself would cum. But at this point, there was nothing she can do.

"M-merde! Frederika!...I'm...I'm...cumming...I'm...cuum-cu-aah-AAAAAAAHHH!"

Angelica's limbs spasmed. Her legs stretched apart in a violent twitchings. She arched her back and her hips thrusted upwards. Her entire body shook, convulsing as her orgasm was finally released! Her clothed pussy sprayed out, soaking Frederika's thigh and crotch. The audience's cheers became defeaning at what they are seeing right now. After finally spraying every drop of her juices, Angelica's body fell down on to the floor like a puppet losing its strings.

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The Matriarch held a firm hand on the match's tempo. The performance of her angelic singer was magnificent, or as those haughty French say "magnifique." She let out a mocking, almost arrogant laugh, at the sight of her cumming mess of an opponent. Her white leotard was now tattered with dark spots deriving from the sweat and juices that had just gushed out. The German had even more cruel and raunchy plans to deprive the lovely angel of her divine stength. First though, she wanted to have some fun.

As Frida knelt down to the fallen angel, the brunette would begin systematically removing parts of the French lady's clothing that represented her ravished state. Her withered shawl would be thrown to the side, followed by her disheveled leotard. As her opponent's body was being stripped away of its protective articles, only an even more revealing bikini remained. Frida couldn't help but make a comment on the French lady's even lewder attire underneath, as if such was even possible.

"You've been quite the naughty girl I must say, coming into the ring with such a revealing outfit, even more so what you have underneath. Do you know who I do to those who are mischevious~?" said Frida as she preluded as to what would occur next.

The libertine mother would try to roll Angelica onto her stomach, where she could then yank the white bikini bottom, perhaps causing an even more stinging sensation considering the orgasm before. To add insult to injury, Frida would giggle as she spanked the prone lady on her plump posterior.

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Angelica collapsed on the floor, a twitched wreck, pleasure surging from synapse to synapse, still reeling from her orgasm. Frida was certainly a formidable opponent, and most certainly much more experience in pleasuring others. Angelica tucked a hand under her leotard, trying to quel her aching crotch. It wouldn't do if she were to cum again so easily. But the way her opponent pushed her down,made it difficult to forget.

From above her, she could hear Frida laughing at her, the tone was a mixture of condescending and arousal at her current state. She tried to get up from her current state, to resume their battle, but Frida had other plans. The German matriach knelt down next to her. Then she immediately ripped away her shawl. Then she tored away her leotard, revealing the skimpy bikini she was wearing underneath.

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Her bikini didn't leave much to imagination. Her leotard was already quite revealing, and it covers very little of her groin area. But her swimsuit is even more revealing, with only a single strip covering her groin and two stripes covering her breasts. She never really was bothered by it since it was always attached to her shawl and making her look more elegant. But hearing her opponent's comment at it, she didn't seem to agree

"L-lady Frederika? Just what a-are you trying do?" Angelica nervously asked, as she was rolled over so that her belly was on the ground. Then, she felt a sharp pain on her crotch.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" Angelica moaned out. She felt Frida pulling up her bottom quickly as she let out a series of loud piercing gasps. The rough rubbing sent waves of ecstasy through the blonde angel's body as she felt the fabric rubbed against her dripping wet snatch.

Angelica's moans were heard once again, melodious cries of pleasure that only she could do. Saliva dripped down her lips, showing that she was enjoying this masochistic sensation, much to her own suprise. But Angelica was going to receive more.

She looked back just in time to see Frida's hand rising high up into the air, and began spanking the angel. She let out another gasp as she felt another surge of painful pleasure. Then another. And another. And another. Her hands weakly clenched the ring's floor, as if she's holding onto dear life. She looked back, her eyes making contact with her opponent, challenging her to do her worse, and refusing to submit to such torture.

[SeptaX1]

Frida continously subjected her dear to sexual torture, having made her climax to now dishing out a humiliating punishment in front of a sold-out arena, on her debut at that. Whilst the music produced earlier was truly a wonder, the Matriarch felt as though Angelica was not as strong as she initially believed. Thus far, what she was finding was a mere lopsided contest. A singer who belied strength through her aesthetically pleasing body and an indecent outfit. Perhaps it was for the best that her defined abs would be better off turned to pureé, and breasts grinded into aroused speedbags.

"You're quite enjoying this aren't you? I feel as though you came not to fight, but to be an erotic plaything that just so happens to harmonize the most ariose of moans."

The German was going to take this symphony into its next chapter, whether or not Angelica could continue without breaking. She still felt there was not enough carnal stimulations to satiate herself, nor enough screams from her dear Angelica. The Matriarch was on the hunt once again, as she rolled the French girl onto her back again, before standing up. It was then where she walked in an encircling motion, a dark vulture ready to pounce onto its wounded prey. Frida knew what she wanted to do with Angelica in such an inviting position.

"Do you wish for your masochism to be indulged upon? To be crushed and reduced to a soft white bedding? I feel as though you've been hiding even more passionate desires from me~" said Frida as she spread her arms wide and allowed her full bodyweight to drop on the immobile Angelica.

If this was successful it would only blast the door wide for even more captivating fantasies to be made a reality.

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"I....". Angelica wasn't able to give proper response to Frida's taunting. She did came to LAW to enjoy pleasures that couldn't be fine anywhere else. But to to be reduced into masochistic slut is something she never thought about herself. Maybe deep down, she was more depraved than she initially thought. Before she could ruminate further, her opponent suddenly let go of her.

Angelica finally let out a sigh of relief, when Frederika let go of her bottoms. She quickly moved her hand down her crotch, trying to relieve the aching pain she just went through. Lying on the floor, the angel was panting heavily, trying to recover from her sexual torture just seconds ago. But she was then rolled over on to her back again by Frida, who was circling around her like a a wild beast playing with it's prey.

After hearing her declaration, she stood over her body, blocking any of the lights from shining down on her. Suddenly, her body spread wide for a full body drop directly for her!

But, Angelica wasn't out of the fight just yet. Gathering what remaining strength she had, she raised her knees to protect herself. As Frida's large body came closer, her knees impaled her belly and breasts!

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Frederika largely held a sense that Angelica was allowing herself to be played with, to be doted upon by the illustrious matriarch. She certainly didn't mind being able to play out her wildest of imaginations and finding new ideas of how to violate such a succulent woman. With her full body dropping onto the French lady, Frida was expecting to draw out even more cries, and squish her jobber like a hydraulic press. Reality begged to differ.

It was in fact Frederika that now cried in pain as her premature drop onto Angelica was thwarted by a swift counter. The angel's knees braced for impact and pierced the torso of the large German. Shockwaves of pain rattled several times over as Frida fell right over onto the canvas, groaning and clenching her own stomach. The still-clothed brunette realized that she had been far too relaxed, having underestimated her opponent to her detriment. She coughed and gagged, remaining bound to the canvas floor.

If Angelica had truly recovered, Frida was in major trouble.

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Angelica's plan worked! Cries of pain escaped from Frederika as the German Matriarch was on the floor groaning in pain, nursing the spots her knees had landed. Grabbing on to the nearby ropes, she pulled herself up. Angelica stood there for a few seconds, taking deep breaths to fully recover herself. As soon as she did, she then marched towards Frida, still groaning on the floor. Looking at her disheveled clothing, Angelica had an idea.

Pulling Frida back to her feet, she would suddenly capture her lips into a deep passionate kiss. Her tongue invading Frida's mouth this time.

"Ahh, such a beautiful body you have here, Lady Frederika..." The angel said pulling out from the kiss, before quickly yanking down the left side of Frida's kimono, her left breast bouncing slightly in the air. She then started rubbing her opponent's nipple, covered by a black bikini top. " Watching them bounce around since the beginning, oh how I just wanted to squeeze them!" She emphasize the last two words by groping the mound firmly.

Hopefully, this would cause Frederika's mind to be confused to decide between enjoying the pleasure she's currently going through, or to continue aching in pain from her previous strike.

If that works, she would grab her kimono's sash and kick her back right on the chest as she pulled the piece of clothing. Causing Frederika to spin towards the ropes as she was stripped down to her underwear.

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The Matriarch was ill-prepared for what she was going to be subject to next. Perhaps it was an instance of karma for playing with her food too much. Her dear angel was now set to take the initiative and give back what she had taken, much to Frida's fright and arousal. She saw the entrance of Angelica as she entered her field of view and pulled the taller wrestler onto her feet. Immediately she was subject to a brief kiss of the lips and prodding tongue. She felt more absorbed in warmth as Angelica spoke her love of the German's sultry body.

The embattled German's conundrum would grow even more difficult as her opponent led expert movements to cup a hold of the Matriarch's sweet mound. It jiggled and shook, furthermore felt a tingling sensation difficult to ignore. The hot sensations as her sensitive breast was played with all felt so good. The lustful Angelica and the striking pain she applied out earlier had a profound effect on the once dominant matriarch. When the blonde voiced her desirous dreams and turned them into reality, Frida could only do so much as to shriek, and try to place her hands on Angelica's firm body.

But it would all be for naught, as Frida lay unaware of the ploy the Frenchwoman had set for her. The sash of her outfit loosened, followed by a firm kick to the chest which sent Frida into a dramatic spin that felt straight out of a comedic sketch! As the German spun and crashed onto the ropes, all that remained was her black two-piece bikini, and her aching, but pleasurable figure. Frederika's breaths were heavy, her aroused nipples were visible through the black top, and her body was right now at the mercy of the divine angelic.

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Angelica drooled at what she's seeing right now. The powerful kimono-clad Matriarch that dominated her early in the match, was wearing an utterly skimpy black bikini right in front of her. Her giant breasts bounced with every breath she took. The ropes binding those mounds were straining, barely holding on to the voluminous mass of flesh. Her head fell back over the ropes, her long raven hair shined under the lights. She could hear her groaning, slightly dizzy from the spin. Now was her chance for payback!

"My my. Lady Fredericka. I never actually expected to see you wearing such a sinful piece of clothing." The angel said as she approached the German. She grabbed onto her arms and pinning them on the ropes. Angelica then pushed aside the black top, revealing the now rock hard nipples. Angelica licked her lips, then doing the same with her own bikini top. "...And to think you're a mother. Imagine what your two daughters would think seeing you like this.

With a deep breath, the angel began pressing down upon the German beauty. Angelica bore into Frederika with desire to make the older woman scream her name. Her breasts slammed and pushed onto Frederika's, causing them to flattened and mushrooming out. Their hardened nips rubbed against each other, hoping to see Frederika's to release her delicious milk. Her abs rubbed against her belly, sending waves of pleasure all over their bodies.
And last but not least, their crotches grinding againts one another, becaming damp as Angelica had forgone her image as the angelic beauty , into that of a lustful succubus.

"SING FOR ME FREDERIKA! SING FOR ME!!!"