Darina Daybreak vs Snakebite - Close Your Eyes and Count to Three!

[Yugo]

2 Out of 3 Submission Match

Hentai Moves Allowed

Loser Must Service The Winner

Match #3 for Sarah. Hopefully this time it would at least not be another pampered little princess like Octavie - or Remus. Snakebite would rather mingle with some dirtier blood this time around - to cleanse her pallet of the bourgeois.

Entrance Music

But it didn't matter who it was, really - because Sarah was gonna fuck them up either way! As her high-energy theme played, she marched down the ramp in a cocky but easygoing manner, gesturing to herself to drum up more roars from the audience. She was sporting the same outfit she wore for her debut - a tight fishnet shirt and and baggy pants, wearing nothing underneath except a thong and some X-shaped pasties. It was certainly a look the crowd seemed to like - so they oughta be grateful that Sarah happened to like it too.

"Oh shit, a cage!" Sarah was pleasantly surprised, she just now noticed that this match would take place inside this ironclad arena. The ring itself seemed to resemble an MMA-style one too as opposed to a conventional wrestling ring. Sarah's excitement soared, and a wicked grin could be observed creeping up her face as she thought about all the violent lewd fun that would occur. "This job fucking rocks."

She would then walk up to the entrance of the cage where the referee would unhinge the cage door for her. She entered and would hear it shut immediately behind her, sending her already intense excitement to new levels. She would walk to the other side of the ring and would wait IMpatiently to see what girl was gonna be her bitch tonight.

[FreestylePoet]

And match number four for Darina. Her opening run in LAW had taken her past a real who's who and what's what. She'd had opponents up and down the weight classes, in a variety of match styles. Somehow though, she still didn't feel like she had a full lay of the land. Not 'til tonight, when she'd finally be throwing herself into the "sex" part of "sex and violence."

In a lot of ways, this match would be even lewder than her past loser-gets-fucked encounter. Darina didn't think she'd have a choice in staying clothed this time around, and adding sex to a fight was something completely out of left field entirely.

Not like she was uncomfortable. Darina liked a good fuck as much as anyone, and she was proud of the body she'd built. Besides, tonight's match still had a lot of familiar elements. The rules were the same as ever, save for a little T&A. It was even in a cage -- and not one of those weird chain-link things, either. An honest-to-God octagon. Eight sides, no escape. Not 'til one girl was down, out, and soaked in a little cum for extra measure.

Now it was her time to shine. The report of a vacuum, like hot air after ignition, swept through the lower bowl! Slowly but surely, a sliver of gold rose up the entrance, tempoed by a rhythmic clicking. With each tick, both light and sound sped their ascent. A silhouette came into view: Arms up, hooded, and standing tall!

Then the clicking broke into bouncing synths! As the verse began, the golden backlight dropped, and Darina Daybreak came into view!

Darina Daybreak

Darina walked out onto the entrance ramp, cupping her ear with one hand and urging on the crowd with the other. Then she spread her arms out wide, grinning wide at the cage -- and the other woman in it. The Daybreaker stepped into the cage and looked her opponent-to-be up and down. Eyes, of course, lingering in a few choice spots.

"Yo, sick theme!" Darina smiled, barely able to tear her eyes away from the scarcely-covered chest in front of her. "Massive respect." She offered her fist for a bump.

[Yugo]

Inside this cage, encapsulated by its strong walls, Sarah leaned against her corner with high nerves and low patience. The excitement was too much to bear, Sarah felt like she had been waiting for an eternity for her opponent to show her face. Could this fucking bitch just make her entrance already?

The Mamushi would get her entrance alright, in a painfully titillating piecemeal-fashion. A mere shred of golden light would shine through - for a second being the only gleam of satisfaction Sarah would get - before a rhythmic clicking would at least somewhat sate her. Just when that would become too little, the silhouette of Sarah's opponent would form, and with it her theme, until she finally showed her face and began to strut down the ramp. This was the Mamushi's opponent for tonight - Darina Daybreak - and she was not disappointed.

Not only was Darina's theme baller as fuck, she would accentuate it perfectly with her crowd work! The hooded girl would drum up the crowds excitement for her, and as a result, would also drum up the Mamushi's. Sarah was more hyped-up than ever, to the point where she was practically shivering with anticipation.

Darina would then, finally, enter the cage and have it locked behind her. The yellow-haired girl seemed to be pretty excited herself, sporting a wide grin of her own. Darina would walk up to Sarah - not to brag, not to put the Mamushi down, not even to introduce herself - she walked up to Sarah just to give her kudos for her choice of music.

"Same dawg, same." Sarah would say as she earnestly bumped the Blazing Sun's extended fist. Finally, someone who wasn't a fucking narcissistic weirdo.

" Name's Sarah." She began. "And I mean this in like, the nicest way possible when I say that I'm totally looking forward to making you my bitch tonight. And judging by the way you've been staring at my tits, I'm guessing you want to do the same, so let's not hold back, arright?" Sarah then stepped closer to Darina, so that her massive chest would smoosh up against hers. "It's the only way this'll be fun. Wouldn't you agree?"

Sarah then let her long studded tongue loll out of her mouth - as she often did - to show her foe what she was dealing with. Considering how close it was in proximity to Darina, it would undoubtedly stand out to the girl. It certainly never failed to surprise before.

[FreestylePoet]

Even through her gloves, Darina could tell a lot just from a fist bump. Snakebite over here had the confident thump of someone who fought, and the massive knuckles of someone who did it well and often. Tonight was gonna be a fight, and Darina would be happy to give it to her.

She nodded vigorously during Sarah's introduction -- the first time she'd stopped checking her opponent out since she walked in -- giving a wild grin as she took it all in. Fun, flirting, and just the right amount of trash talk. Yeah, she could get down with this girl. "Hell yeah. Careful what you wish for, though. If I don't hold back, you might not last very long." With the wink she flashed, whether she meant during the match or during the post-match festivities was left up in the air.

Then that tongue lolled out. Oh, man, that tongue. The first thing that came to her mind was Gene Simmons. But this match was about getting turned on, so she shut that one down quick. The second thing was-

"Goddamn, that thing looks fun. One good thing about this match being submissions-only: I'd rather ride your tongue than watch you choke on it." She shook out her dynamite right hand to provide a visual. "Maybe next time." Darina flashed her own tongue as she walked away to await the bell. When it rang, she clapped her gloves together and approached. Left hand out, balled up, and slightly risen for the standard MMA handshake. Once that was accepted -- or if it became clear that it wouldn't be -- she would start to find her range. Something told her that she'd have to pacify Sarah before going all tap-or-nap on her... or having fun in a more personable way. Why not keep her on her toes early?

Hence: A few teep kicks to open the bout, none of which were meant to hit. Then a quick, feigned left jab, pulled back at the last second so Darina could lunge forward with a haymaker right over the top!

[Yugo]

The feelings were most definitely mutual here. Sarah appreciated Darina's own boastful words, her own flirts, lolling out her own tongue out of her mouth. Sure, it couldn't compare to the Mamushi's, but that didn't mean Sarah wasn't stoked to see what it could do.

Once that bell would ring, a surge of energy coursed through Sarah. She didn't think she could get more excited for this match, but apparently she was wrong. As Darina stuck out her fist, the Mamushi practically punched it, not as some petty intimidation tactic, but just because she couldn't help herself - Sarah was just too fuckin' giddy.

Darina would throw out two kicks, which Sarah easily anticipated as obvious distractions. There was about to be some wicked punch to come - Sarah knew it. Unfortunately, though the Mamushi would be right, she was wrong in that Darina would throw out another feint first, and just when Sarah realized what had happened, a haymaker would crash right into the side of her face! But though Sarah couldn't stop it from coming, she would be able to throw a right punch aimed at Darina's tight torso, colliding her fist with it just after Darina's own met her head.

Hopefully it would be enough to halt her, because the Mamushi's head was launched back as she was sent staggering from the powerful impact - this bitch really knew how to throw a punch! Darina looked like a tough girl and man, did she not disappoint!

"Nnngh, fuck..." Though pained, a low, hushed chuckle could maybe be heard coming from the Mamushi. Though that noise may or may not be heard, what could be observed pretty easily was the diabolical smile on Sarah's face - her excitement was reaching peak levels!

And before the throws of combat would resume, Sarah had to get something prepared first. She would raise her left fist to her face, and, facing Darina, would drape that long tongue over is, sloshing it along her knuckles, getting her dominant hand good and wet.

Then just when she was ready, the Mamushi would instantaneously launch herself at Darina, sending her right fist not at the womans' face, like she would (hopefully) expect, but right at her stomach once more! If that landed, than surely it would disorient the MMA fighter, leaving her face wide open for Sarah's fierce and Envenomed left hook!

[FreestylePoet]

One. Two. Sarah would've been forgiven for thinking it was a three coming next, but it was a three-four instead! Yellow flashed out as a comet streaked towards the Mamushi's face! And just before it made landfall -- "Guh!" Sarah lashed out herself. Just in time, too. A blow like that had knocked out countless chicks over the years. Darina's whole contact-and-follow-through was interrupted, though, so the punch was blunted.

Darina was forced to stumble back before inspecting the results of her handiwork. Though it wasn't a knockout blow, it still hit like a truck. Darina grinned through the groan, and it looked like her opponent was doing the same. The Daybreaker nodded, wildly self-satisfied, as her opponent giggled her approval. Then there was that tongue again. Almost mesmerizing, it lathered Sarah's knuckles for who-knows-what-actually-duh-Darina-knows-but-still. Just a tad more gross in context, but still hella rideable.

Not that Snakebite was gonna make it easy for Dare to get there. She stepped towards Darina in a flash, and the blonde readied a block for that drooled-on left fist. But then the right flashed out! Darina was fast. Fast enough, at least. Both arms shifted to the other side, ready to parry, then--

"Shittt!"

It landed in her chiseled abs instead! Then came that left, the second in a combo, finally at her exposed face! Thankfully, she knew how to blunt a blow too, even when she wasn't in position to counterpunch. Darina snapped her head to the side, following the direction of Sarah's force. Still hurt like a bitch, but at least it wasn't an instant KO -- just like what she'd did to Snakebite seconds earlier.

Roll with the punches, then respond. Punch or kick? That wasn't the question. After all, Darina Daybreak didn't have four limbs. She had eight. A fact that she was gonna remind Snakebite of right away! She kept spinning, following the momentum from her roll. Her arm raised then lowered, for a vicious spinning downwards elbow! As telegraphed a move as that was, Darina would be ready to follow up. Hit or miss, with a staggered Sarah or a standing one, the Daybreaker would push off one foot to launch into a takedown!

[Yugo]

Originally, Sarah came up with the whole Envenom thing as something that would both draw eyes to her and as a way to totally disrespect her opponent. Because who in the fuck were THEY in the presence of Snakebite - in the presence of a bitch as bad as her? They weren't shit, that's what they were - they were barely worth the spit on the end of her knuckles, much less something that deserved to be punched by dry ones. Dare may be pretty chill, and one might say, respectable, even, but at the end of the day, she still wasn't Snakebite - so she would get Sarah's spit.

And get Sarah's spit she did! The simple yet effective 1-2 the dusty fighter employed worked like a charm against Darina, dealing some nice damage, and practically sending the girl spinning! The thing was though, it turned out sending someone spinning wasn't all it was cracked up to be, as all it ultimately did was give Darina more momentum to send her elbow crashing into Sarah!

"AGH-" A shocked and guttural noise came out of her as Dare's elbow stabbed right into her chest, but even her cry of pain would be cut short as the Mamushi was instantaneously tackled to the ground, the surprise at Darina's speedy counterattack stupefying her long enough for Sarah to not stop her. "GUH!"

But before Darina could properly mount her, Sarah would try to turn things around, making an effort to wrap her legs around the girl's torso to get her in a scissor, and on top of that, the Mamushi would try to give an elbow of her own aimed straight down on Darina's spine!

[FreestylePoet]

The back was the worst thing a martial artist could give up -- unless she knew her Muay Thai. And oh man, did Darina know her Muay Thai. She even sped up as she whirled around, leading to one hell of an elbow plowing right into the Mamushi's chest! Sarah wasn't down, though, far from it, so Dare needed to press the advantage. Next, then, was the takedown. As classic as it gets. Push off, shoulders at Sarah's waist, and arms hooked around her thighs. Pull up, push through, and watch her fall.

Lucky for her, Sarah knew the second worst thing a martial artist could give up was full mount. So on her way down, the Mamushi locked her legs around Dare for full guard. Those MMA instincts kicked right in, and Darina immediately got to work trying to open it up and pass. At least, until Sarah came right back with an elbow of her own -- this one pulled up and right back down into her spine!

"Ghkkkyah!" Darina grunted in pain, and she collapsed. Both legs fell out from under her, and she slipped onto her knees. A dull throb still radiated from the base of her spine. When she shook off as much of it as she could, Darina opened her eyes with a wild smile. "Oh, this is gonna be an awesome night, isn't it?" she said. "I could just kiss you right now."

Ah, wait.

This was that kind of match, wasn't it? That shit was legal.

With that as the only warning, then, kiss her Darina did! She slapped both palms across Sarah's cheeks and pulled her in! Open mouth, full lips, the whole shebang. When in LAW? Have a hell of a time.

[Yugo]

Though their enthusiasm was mutual, and clearly their lust, Sarah couldn't help but be taken aback at the sudden kiss (hell, Dare barely expected it to happen herself). But Sarah was by all means for it, if her hot foe wanted to naively dive tongue-first into the snake pit like that, let her - it's her funeral.

Sarah would also move to secure her foes head, much like the Blazing Sun had secured her face. A hand would grasp the back of Darina's head, holding the scruff of her hair tightly as the Mamushi unleashed her tongue, striking the sunny blonde's smaller one with ferocity, quickly moving to entangle it, to constrict it, to smother it under its immense size. Dare's mouth tasted good - as far as prey goes, this girl was a choice piece.

"Mmm" She exhaled a moan, and looked into Darina's eyes with sunken half-closed ones of her own, savoring and loving the kiss, and hoping she would be staring back at ones overwhelmed and submissive. There was only one thing that was missing, and that was a healthy handful of Dare's fat ass. Sarah's free hand would quickly shoot out to fix that.

[FreestylePoet]

How quickly this match had devolved in the best possible way. Ordinarily, a match would've been over in seconds once Darina got into mount. Sure, Sarah had her guard up, and Darina couldn't get that much leverage, but there was only so much a girl could do when Darina Daybreak was raining blows down on her face. Here in LAW, though? There were

Like quenching her goddamn thirst!

"Mm!" Darina agreed, already deepening the kiss. She let out a guttural moan from the bottom of her throat when Sarah slapped a palm to grope at Darina's toned ass. Darina widened her base a little in response, instinctively trying to rub against Sarah's crotch like a lover in missionary. They were moving fast, it was true, but from the very beginning of their bout, a certain heat had been built between them. And Darina got the sense that, much like herself, Sarah wasn't one much for waiting or subtlety.

Finally, she broke the lurid liplock. "Christ," she said, punctuating the remark with a half-power hook into Sarah's side. Then she stole another kiss. "I don't know whether I'm here to fuck you-" Another, this time with a lick across Sarah's lower lip and a hammerfist across Sarah's chest. "-Or fight you."