Ultimate Hentai Exhaustion Match: A mix of a Last Man Standing match and a hentai match. If a wrestler cannot rise to a 10-count after an orgasm, they lose the match.
Minami cracked her neck and took a deep breath in preparation for the bout ahead. One that would undoubtedly be one of, if not the toughest in her entire life, even more so than her clashes with Yukiko... Freia Kagami. One of the few women in Wrestle Angels that could be considered as good, maybe even better than her in terms of submissions.
At least if not for her penchant for cheating and humiliation which made Minami tsk in annoyance. It annoyed her how such a woman could resort to that. Someone so beautiful and confiden- 'No!' Minami thought to herself shaking her head to clear it of such thoughts. It was a bothersome problem plaguing her mind since she and Freia... sealed this match with a kiss.
Blushing slightly still she would approach the entrance ramp after finishing securing her gear. Total concentration. That's what she needed. Freia's minions may have been banned from ringside, but this was still a match type catered to her opponent, so she would have to be on the top of her game to come out on top.
Taking a deep breath as her new entrance theme played, one picked specifically for her opponent tonight Minami would step through the curtain posing to a mild amount of cheers. While not a full on heel she wasn't a true face either, at least as far as her vs rookie was concerned. But she considering who she would be standing across tonight she may as well have been a babyface. Spoiler
Marching down the ring and oozing confidence with each step Minami would show no theatrics and no playing up the crowd, her face as rigid and cold as stone. This was her element, she was zeroed in, and she was ready to settle the debate of her vs Freia once and for all, while also clipping the Fallen Angels wings at once. Turning once she entered the ring Minami would lean forward on her knees, waiting with laser focused vision on her opponent to come down to the ring. Spoiler
God, they were booing before her music even played. Freia took a deep breath as she waited in the gorilla position, as she felt the hate flow in from the stands, pouring over her like a wave of loathing. It brought her back to the ‘old days’, back when the mere sight of her was enough to drive Wrestle Angel fans into a frenzy, when they had to beef up security for her matches because they had a habit of jumping the barricade when she got going on one of their favorites. There’d been a time in her life when she thought she was past all this, that she didn’t need the limelight and the glamor and the stage, where she thought she’d be happy living out the rest of her life in a club, shaking her ass for cash and filling up her bank account.
A more profitable life, yeah. But more fulfilling? Nah. Nothing came close. Wrestling was a drug, and she’d gone without her fix for far too long.
From the shadows, Freia's smile widened as her
began to play. ”Time to dance.”
The lights came down across the arena as the music rose, casting everyone in shadows, with only bursts of light coming from the cellphones and advertisements. The only pure source of light was a soft, violet glow at the top of the top of the ramp, one that cast a silhouette as a familiar figure made her way toward a pole at the center of the stage. All that could be made out was her shape, but there was no mistaking that gait, that sway, that confident swagger - Freia Kagami grabbed the pole, at the exact moment the music kicked off.
Senpai in the spotlight, I'll make you mine
So tantalizing, appetizing
Finite, so give me mine
As much as the crowd loathed her, she received more than a few appreciative whistles as she went into her routine, swinging around the pole with the sort of ease that only came from countless hours of practice. Most didn’t realize the art of pole dancing, thinking it was as simple as walking up to it, grabbing hold, and shaking your ass while you spun around. Some dancers used it so simply, but you could always tell the posers from the truly talented, the ones who used it like an instrument, who could make it work from every angle, and Freia put that skill on fine display.
So full bodied and looking like a treat
For me
So full bodied, full bodied
Full
For me
She moved around the pole like it was another part of her body, using it to hoist herself up and defy gravity. Upside down, around, twirling about as if she was as light as a feather, splitting her legs in ways that would’ve had most women shrieking, putting every inch of her body on display. Poledancing was one of her deepest loves, and she could’ve indulged it in for hours without getting tired…but there was work to be done.
The lights rose, and Freia spun off the pole, descending the ramp as she threw her hair back, approaching the ring with long, powerful strides, matching the beat with every step. The crowd stopped lusting after her long enough to renew their hatred, but she ignored them even more than she typically did - no, her eyes were only on the woman in the ring. She slid in under the ropes, crawled a few steps like the beast she was, and rose to her feet to face Minami, moving towards with a feral hunger.
”Here we are, again.” She pulled in close enough for their chests to touch and set off a few sparks, for her hot breath to pour over her opponent’s face. ”I’ve been in your dreams, haven’t I? You’ve certainly been in mine.”
She wasn’t joking, either. Scream
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Minami took a deep breath in preparation for the bout ahead, every fiber of her being tensed and ready for Freia once she came down. Already she knew that the woman would have multiple tricks and tactics of varying levels of underhandedness in store for. Many of which would likely stem from that kiss they shared prior to this match being made. Sure enough as the lights dimmed and Freia's entrance started and a pole rose up Minami could see that already Freia wasting no time in utilizing her sex appeal even in her entrance.
Worse part... it was working. Biting her lips while blushing slightly as she saw the performance Minami admittedly couldn't help but find it all attractive, or couldn't help but thinking to herself.. 'If she could do that around the pole... than what could she do with me?' At least before Minami bit her lip hard while shaking her head to clear her head. 'No that's exactly what she wants. Stop it!' Minami thought, simultaneously thankful and disappointed when Freia's performance ended and she began sauntering down the ramp towards the ring.
Eyes meeting she could tell that Freia's attention was solely on her, something that made an intense, warm feeling bloom in her. Honestly she just couldn't wait to get this match started as Freia entered this ring and approached her.
Marching forward to meet the silver haired beauty halfway, their breasts pressing and mushrooming against each other Minami would look up to meet her gaze. "You have actually... Cause I've been dreaming about making you submit for years." Minami cooed out in answer to Freia while continuing to stare up into her eyes with nothing short of full confidence.
It wasn’t the look that did it for Freia, though she wouldn’t say the woman wasn’t ugly by any means. The haircut was a tad too short; she preferred it longer, but she had a fine little form. Lean legs, decently athletic. Far from the biggest Angel, no Hibiki Izayoi or Bomber Kirishima, but just enough muscle to be pleasant, without much fat to speak of. And those eyes…yeah, she liked that color. Good eyes to wake up to.
But scratch all that - it was that confidence that drew her in. The woman acted like her winning was a given in any match she took on, no matter the odds. A real fire, but not the boisterous, stupid kind that you got from the so-called heroines in wrestling. She was just the right amount of cool and confident, all in a neat package with a convenient boob window.
”Hm, no, I won’t be fulfilling that dream for you, sorry. But don’t worry…” She leaned in, almost as if she were going for another kiss, but stopped short. ”I’ve got better ones.”
”All right, all right,” The referee came in between them and pushed them apart. ”Save it for the bell.”
Freia smacked her lips and stepped back to the center, taking her stance as she waited for the bell to ring. She took a few deep breaths, psyching herself up - for all her taunting, she knew what she was in for. It would be a crazy ride.
The bell rang and she came out slow with hands up, circling around Minami for now, waiting to see if she would take the initiative.
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Minami hated how attractive Freia was. Always had, always will. Not that she'd ever admit it to anyone, just like how she'd never admit that if Freia wasn't such a devious and conniving little minx she might have actually been interested in her. Back then at least, now a days though? Now way. All she cared about was beating Freia's ass.
That was it. Nothing else, nothing... at all. "dammit..." Minami hissed out under her breath, her thoughts growing jumbled as Freia stepped closer and closer, presenting that perfectly toned, voluptuous figure and oh so smug yet pretty smile right in front of her. Almost like they were going to kiss again, only to stop just short.
"Shame for you, I'll be shattering them all." Minami growled right back out, trying to keep herself focused on the task at hand and nothing else, the referee unintentionally helping her in doing so as they stepped in and forced the two angels apart.
Despite the brief separation though it wouldn't last long as Minami put her hands up, eyes narrowing in anticipation as the bell rang officially starting the mat!
Circling Freia for a moment Minami would weight her options silently before deciding to make the first move, lunging forward while going low, attempting to start right off by making a grab for one of Freia's legs to try and get her off her feet!
And there was the bell. The match was on. Freia Kagami was taking on one of the most gifted technicians that Wrestle Angels had ever seen. How best to approach this?
Though she made sure not show with her wolfish grin, she would be lying if she said there wasn’t some hesitation on the surface. She’d seen wrestlers through themselves at this woman, far bigger than she was. Strength didn’t matter, speed didn’t matter - if you took the bait, she could catch a limb and grind you out. Her greatest strength was her patience, how she could wait for the right moment, turn your own attacks against you, and…
…oh. Oh, nevermind.
Freia’s eyes shot wide as Minami brought the fight to her, throwing caution to the wind and going for her legs. Dangerous, risky, impetuous, and many other words she wouldn’t have ascribed to her opponent until just now. It was almost like something was getting under her skin. Couldn't imagine what.
Regardless, opportunities like this didn’t come along every day, and Freia aimed to make the most of it, she reached out, shot her legs back, wrapped her arm around Minami’s head and tried to drop all of her weight right on top of her, hoping to pin her down with a headlock.
Under normal circumstances Minami was a patient fighter that laid in wait for a perfect opportunity to snap a submission in. However this was no ordinary match and no ordinary opponent.
Freia Kagami was the person in Wrestle Angels that came the closest to her in terms of matching her in technical wrestling and was more aggressive in how she did so. Should she let the woman dictate the pace of the match it would be the same as inviting disaster for herself.
As such she rushed forward, breaking from her usual tactics to attempt and seize the leg of her opponent to get to work right away in weakening Freia. Not easily thrown off however Freia pulled her legs back and came down, attempting to catch her in a headlock attempt on Miami while she was close!
Likewise however Minami was not one easily caught by such a simple move. Pushing her hands against the mat and shifting her legs around to twist out from under Freia's grip she would shoot her arms around to reverse things by catching Freia in a rear waist lock!
Minami’s attempt to take the initiative so early might have been ill-advised, but this was the Venus of Submissions we discussed here. A technical wrestler par excellence, on a level that few could hope to compete. She wouldn’t be so easily cowed, and while the match type certainly afforded Freia a distinct advantage, she wasn’t so bold as to think there wasn’t a real chance of her coming out of this match as a loser.
That being said, getting her brains fucked out, by Minami of all people, would almost a worthwhile exchange for the Fallen Angels. Almost. Tempting, sorely tempting.
Her concerns were well-founded, and Minami’s deft maneuvering out of clutches proved that. The woman was at her front in one moment, ready to be snatched; in the next she was behind her, securing a tight rear waistlock, attempting to put a leash on the Silver Wolf. ”Damn, you’re good.” Freia couldn't help but laugh at the turnabout, as she spread her legs and established a firm base. ”But I’m better.”
Freia’s hands came to Minami’s wrist, but not to pull her fingers apart. That wasn’t happening, at least not before Minami secured some hold. No, she had a better counter in mind, something more fitting for the match. She planted her feet hard, drove back, and rammed Minami into the corner, sandwiching her opponent between her body and the pads.
This was where her wrestling experience stopped and her stripping experience came in. With Minami’s front pressed against her back, Freia thrust back and leaned against the Venus of Submissions, sliding her ass along her foe’s lap. She threw her head back and found a lovely ear to lick, while her hands ran up and down the woman’s side, her nails scratching the skin wherever they went.
”Do you know how long I’ve wanted you, Minami?” Her voice grew deep, husky, blowing hot waves across the Venus of Submission’s face. ”In a match, of course.”
Almost immediately after the match had begun between the two it was clear to everyone the technical skill both women possessed. Right out of the gate from Minami's attempted takedown to Freia's counter to Minami's response. It could very well turn into a mat wrestling masterclass between two of the best to step in and out of Wrestle Angels.
At least that's what may have happened had it not been for the match type Freia had chosen and how eagerly she would start to play into its conditions. Holding the silver wolf in the waist lock Minami would have tried to drop Freia, or possibly even transition into a full blown submission here and now, if not for the sudden stimulation of Frea's ass against her lap.
"Nmmmph." Biting her lips to suppress a moan from escaping her mouth Freia wouldn't make it any easier on her as the woman began dragging her nails along her body and biting her ear, all while whisper ever so hotly in her ear like the succubus that she was trying to tempt her.
"For once... we're in agreement." Minami said softly, trying to keep her voice measured as one hand suddenly dropped from the waist lock, going to Freia's own groan and starting to rub and massage her through her outfit!
"Mhmm so warm...and big..." Minami whispered out herself, showing some more boldness as one hand shifted up and began to grab Freia's breast, squeezing and kneading it in her hands to counter Freia pleasure for pleasure... or trying too at least. Minami's technique was.. raw and not very refined, speaking to her inexperience comparative to Freia's, but that was why she was going big from the stary by directly attacking Freia's most sensitive areas!
Minami could bite her lip all she wanted, there was no hiding that moan from Freia. She was too close, pressing up against her, pressing deep into her opponent’s flesh. She could feel the vibrations, sense the rumble as it reverberated through them, reinforcing her suspicions - the Venus of Submissions was enjoying this as much as she was. Perhaps even more. She was in the Silver Wolf’s den, her playground.
That wasn’t to say that Minami would take all of this without an appropriate response, and Freia couldn't hold back her moan when those hands went to work on her body. Not that she was unused to being touched; she’d been enjoying SA-KI’s company off and on since they started their little group. But she hadn't thought her opponent would get into the spirit of the match so soon, and was caught off guard when she gave as good as she got.
Or tried to, anyway. A little sloppy, a poor pace, trying too hard, no subtlety, but she would give Minami points for the attempt.
”Well, look at you. So forward.” She ran her tongue along Minami’s neck and ended its journey with a quick nibble on her nap, worrying the tender flesh between her canines. ”I’ll make a hentai wrestler out of you yet, Minami-chan.”
As much as she would’ve loved to keep this going, they were here to do more than just make out - Freia could always have her way with this woman later, when she was sufficiently worn out. Knowing she needed to get back to work, she reached up over her shoulder, grabbed Minami’s head with both hands, stepped forward and jerked down to pull her over, and sent her flipping to the mat with a snapmare. Nothing too crazy, but it would be the start of much bigger, better things.
