Hardstyle Hentai Match - Gisele LeBlanc vs. Sister Lucia

[Dubski]

Gisele LeBlanc vs. Sister Lucia
Match Type: Hardstyle Hentai Match
Rules: The winner must force an orgasm from her opponent before pinning, submitting, or knocking them out.

The arena dimmed with a hue of pink and red as Woman by Karen O & Danger Mouse played and Gisele LeBlanc stepped out onto the stage in her pink and red wrestling gear, posing for the crowd who cheered loudly for her as she flexed her muscles. The undefeated tiny powerhouse was soaking it all in with a big smile, being quite the fan favorite now. Her chipper attitude, teasing, sexy good looks, and astonishing strength for her size really took to the LAW audience, and with her success it made it easy to like her. Waving and flirting with fans ringside as she walked down the ring, Gisele was ready for another challenge.

This time, it was Sister Lucia in a Hardstyle Handicap Match. From her research, she couldn't say she quite enjoyed that she was in a match with someone who seemed like a religious nut, but LeBlanc was ready to continue fighting whoever they put against her. The undefeated Powderbuff would meet anyone and everyone, and hadn't backed down yet. Some fanatic wouldn't be the thing to scare her away yet. Gisele would casually enter the ring and start performing poses and flexing her muscles for the crowd, beaming happily as she showed off to them. They glistened in the lights, and it made every contour of her luscious frame pop. Eventually, her music would cease and it signaled that Gisele would need to wait for her opponent to come out. Rubbing her hands together, the French-Canadian blondeshell went to her corner and leaned down, doing some last minute power stretches while she awaited Sister Lucia's entrance.

Spoiler

[BlackAkuma]

Floozy.

Heffer.

Whore.

Those words, and many more besides, ran through Sister Lucia’s head as she watched Giselle making her way to the ring. She had seen this woman wrestle before, and knew well of her wanton ways, had seen the way she wielded sex as a weapon to beguile her foes. It was a trap that she would not be falling into, a pitfall that she would avoid. She would not be distracted by this woman’s body, as admittedly impressive as it was. Breasts and thighs, shimmering and succulent, wrapped in a tight two-pieces, that vibrant hair, those luscious curves.

”No!” Lucia yelped, startling some of the staff nearby, as she shook herself from this succubus’ spell. Even backstage, it was undeniably potent, but she had learned to fight the temptation of the flesh. Her calling was higher than such base mortal pursuits, and it didn’t matter how much Giselle shook that firm, fulsome rump of hers - it would not spare her from the smiting that was about to occur.

She breathed deep, filled her lung with air and her heart with courage, and made her way through the curtain with two Bibles in hand as her

played. She stomped her way to the ring with her head held high, ignoring the jeers from the masses, the bleating sheep heckling her every step. As a true shepard, she would direct her flock, whether they respected her or not.

Sister Lucia

Making her way into the ring, she made her way to Giselle as her music faded, looking her over with a disapproving glare. ”Reprobate.” She wagged one of the Bibles her way. ”Have you no shame, truly? Coming out like that, dressed like a common whore, your, your…” She wiggled a finger at her breasts, trying to find the right words as she stared at the glistening orbs. ”...goods on display. Shameful. Truly shameful.”

While she didn’t have a microphone, a few of the fans in the front row could hear her speak, and voiced their strong disagreement. Heathens.

”Come,” She offered the other Bible to Giselle. ”Before we begin I would like us to read a few verses. I believe there are quite a few in Mark that you will find quite edifying. Read along with me - I may save your soul, this very day.”

[Dubski]

Gisele had braced herself for whatever entrance Sister Lucia may have, but she still wasn't prepared for her particular attitude. Looking bemused, the French-Canadian Blondeshell watched as her opponent made her way to the ring and approached her. She recoiled at the accusations--not because they particularly hurt, but the boldness of the accusations.

Glancing down at her outfit, she thought it was particularly fine as far as wrestling gear went. The Powderbuff would then look back up to respond, but Lucia was already handing a Bible to Gisele, which the fitness queen took, looking at before glancing to the referee, who looked just as lost.

Handing the book to the referee, Gisele would then speak slowly, "Wafer... You realize you're exposing more of yourself with your outfit than I am with mine. What does that make you, then?" A simple response. Gisele was still bewildered by her opponent's attitude, but she was still looking to maintain her cool now. There was no sense escalating things if she didn't need to. She felt like it would be unavoidable though, given the Sister's already sour personality.

[BlackAkuma]

Of course, Lucia’s guidance was rejected by this lost soul. It was nothing unexpected - wayward souls such as her were hard to sway. But this would not dissuade her from persisting, nor would she be bothered by Gisele’s ignorant comments about her attire.

”Not that my choice of attire is in any way your business, Jezebel,” She handed her own Bible off to the referee, who gave them both a confused look before she stepped off to the side. ”But unlike you, I do not dress like this for mere titallation. As a fisherman uses bait, I draw the eyes of sinners my way, luring them with my flesh to deliver the Good Word. I give them what they want, only so that I may give them what they need.” Lucia clenched her fist tight, steeling her conviction.

She snorted Gisele’s way, making her disgust obvious, if it wasn't already. ”And what excuse do you have for debasing yourself? Hm? To gain the approval of this rabble? To be the beguiling witch who haunts their fetid dreams? A Pied Piper, leading these rats into the Lake of Fire?” She wagged a finger Gisele’s way and stepped back as the referee moved between them. ”We’ll see how much they pine for you after you’re left broken and crying, a shell of yourself, drenched in your juices.”

”Ready to start anytime now…” The referee looked between, making sure they’d gotten it all out of their system before she called for the bell. Lucia was ready to go, quite eager, and she bounced from heel to heel as the righteous energy flowed through her and the Holy Spirit took hold. Her body was strong, her heart steadfast, and her mind clear.

[Dubski]

Gisele LeBlanc continued to look rather unimpressed by the frankly manic ramblings of Sister Lucia. She crossed her arms over her chest, letting her talk. She heaved a sigh as she spoke, eyes rolling up as she continued on and on and on. They weren't even worth seriously replying to--the Powderbuff knew far better than to find common ground with her opponent. It was best to just let her get it out of her system. The words meant nothing when the match started. And it turned out the referee had less patience than the French-Canadian did, calling for the start of the match.

As Sister Lucia was preparing herself, LeBlanc was already ready to fight. Rolling her neck, the tiny powerhouse would then suddenly dart forward and place her hands together. Muscles tightened as she swung directly towards Lucia's head, looking to absolutely level her with a Polish Hammer! A simple move with the impressive power of Gisele LeBlanc behind it, which would be more than enough of a wake up call for her foe!

[BlackAkuma]

Nothing to say in response, hm? It was just as well. Even if Gisele had the wherewithal to form a rebuttal, it would have done little to shake the foundations of Sister Lucia’s faith. The air reeked of cheap popcorn and cheaper drinks, but as she breathed deep, she could feel it purify in her lungs, an invigorating wind that would power her through-

”Oh, shit!”

Sister Lucia had only just opened her eyes after the bell rang, only to see the rather distressing sight of the Powderbuff heading towards her at full steam, with a double-fist that she wanted absolutely no part of. She had seen enough Gisele’s matches to know how strong this woman was, and she would be doing her absolute best to avoid that power, lest she end up like the other women this tiny freight train had rolled over.

Lucia threw herself to the side, falling away and narrowly avoiding the blow. At the same time, she shot her legs out, trying to capture Gisele’s calves with her ankles, and twisted hard to the side, attempting to bring her foe to the mat with a drop toehold.

[Dubski]

Gisele LeBlanc was a tiny powerhouse of a woman, with muscles that would flatten anyone, of any size with a good hit. Sister Lucia was about to be one such victim of that, with Gisele ready to blast her with a Polish Hammer. But the holy combatant was more quick that Gisele was, and she had thrown herself to the side to dodge such a blow, causing the Powderbuff to swing and stop herself short of a follow through.

The swiftness of Lucia didn't stop there though. A drop toehold followed, which caught the French-Canadian Blondeshell off-guard for a moment. She fell forward planting her hands on the mat to stop her fall with a soft grunt. Then, Gisele would wait a moment before performing a push-up with perfect form, then kick her legs forward under her, then rose to her feet in a relatively graceful finish to a simple exercise she had performed often to get her form in as fit of shape as it was!

The Powderbuff would then place her hands on her hips and shook her head. "You'll need to do better than that, Wafer," said Gisele simply, eyeing up her opponent and awaiting her next move.

[BlackAkuma]

Sister Lucia’s little gambit paid off well - not only was she able to avoid her foe’s attack entirely, but she was able to bring the woman low, dropping her with the skill and grace that only came from one with divine favor and fervor such as hers. She planted her palms on the mat after she released Gisele’s ankle, rolled forward, and rose to her feet with a light kip up, returning to a standing position as if she was as light as a feather.

She even received a round of applause from the audience - or so she thought, until she looked over her shoulder and saw that the Powderbuff had made her way up in quick fashion as well. Sister Lucia spun about on her heel and turned her nose up at her opponent, undaunted by the proud display. ”I’ve only just begun to lay you out, trollop. You will spend no small amount of time in this match on your back - but then, you’re accustomed to that position, aren’t you?”

…also, why did she keep calling her a ‘wafer’? Sister Lucia wasn’t sure whether that was meant to be an insult or a complement, but she wished it to stop, either way.

She shook her head and refocused, before moving in to face her opponent head on, nearing her with her arms raised, as if she wanted to lock horns with a collar-and-elbow. Of course, that would be pure folly - while she wouldn’t give this woman credit for much, there was no ignoring that she had a deep well of strength to draw from, like some small, blond Samsoness. She would move in, wait until the second before they locked horns, then dropped down and shoot her leg out, attempting to whip her opponent in the chest with a fierce snap kick.

[Dubski]

Gisele LeBlanc gave Sister Lucia a skeptical look, scoffing as her arrogant opponent continued to trash talk her rather aggressively. Shaking her head, the Powderbuff would eventually let out a sigh before brushing some of her hair back and smiling. "Actually, I tend to be on top often. But you'll figure out why soon," stated the buff woman. She had, in fact, normally been on top of many of her sexual encounters. And she was quite confident about that fact.

And suitably confident in any test of strength too, as Lucia seemed to attempt one with her. Smirking, Gisele would gladly move forward and raise her hands to meet the holy competitor. But then, she was shocked by a kick directly to her chest as they almost made contact!

Letting out a sharp gasp, LeBlanc would then bend over and hold her chest in pain, turning away from Sister Lucia and hissing out as she tried to recover from the pain of it. A sharp, sudden pain had stopped her in her tracks, and she would know to watch out for a cheap move going forward!

[BlackAkuma]

The slattern would never know, but Sister Lucia was familiar - intimately - with Gisele’s sexual prowess, having viewed some of her matches, strictly for research. In particular, she recalled the woman’s tussle with Ossi, in which the siren wove her wicked spell on the Loser Champion, entrancing her, mesmerizing, trapped her in the corner and grinding against her, thrusting and swaying and bumping and sliding, the sweat, the heat, and…

Sister Lucia managed to steel her mind and force the devil’s influence out her head just in time to cement her assault on Gisele, landing a swift kick that left her foe reeling. It was not enough to down her, however - a much more effective move would be needed for that. As it so happened, the Powerderbuff was in position for one.

Sister Lucia ran away from her foe and bounced off the ropes, using them to build up momentum as he hurtled towards the bent over woman. She waited until she was just behind her, then leaped forward, grabbed the back of her opponent’s head, and attempted to ram her face into the canvas as she dropped to a sit, looking to spike her with a running bulldog.