Hardstyle Hentai Match - Gisele LeBlanc vs. Sister Lucia

[Dubski]

Gisele had pushed herself so that she could nail Sister Lucia in the jaw with the elbow strike! It took a lot for her to power through that arousal and sexual assault, and even more to gather her strength through her haze to threw that elbow at her opponent! It was a valiant effort that left the Powderbuff slumping back against the corner, head hung as she panted softly.

The tiny powerhouse was trying to keep her focus on the match. Get her head back into this. Fight back. Don't let this wicked girl take advantage of her. Be every bit as powerful as she knew she was. Take this girl down, just like the rest of her opponents. Sister Lucia was no different. And then LeBlanc picked her head up, feeling like she might be ready now.

Unfortunately, the French-Canadian Blondeshell looked up just in time for a Pele Kick to crack her right in the head! Her already aching skull was hit with another giant blow! Gisele's body went stiff as her body just seemed shellshocked by the kick! And then slowly, LeBlanc just started to slide down the corner until she was sitting on the mat, eyes half-lidded as she panted and whimpered, head against the middle rope. That one had truly done her in badly, and it seemed like any fight that was in Gisele LeBlanc was sapped from her now!

[BlackAkuma]

Sister Lucia couldn't see the impact she had on Gisele from this angle, but she could certainly hear it, and she was deeply satisfied with the sound. There was nothing quite like the impact of a boot against a deserving skull, the crack of her leather against the skin, and in her opponent’s case, it was a resonating sound. She knew that one had knocked the sense out of her.

She rolled away, popped to her feet, and turned around just in time to see the confirmation - Gisele slumped down in the corner, lifeless and listless, a shell of her usual self. The Mighty Powderbuff, laid low. A most welcome sight.

”Finally.” Sister Lucia huffed and pushed her way up, straightening up her tattered bodice as she approached. ”So much fight, so much resistance, when we both know you want this.” She reached down, grabbed Gisele’s ankles, and dragged her away from the ropes, wanting to make sure she didn’t have any leverage, no escape routes.

Sister Lucia stepped over Gisele and dropped down, sitting on her bare chest, facing towards her legs. She reached down and peeled the Powderbuff’s trunks down, just enough to bring her pussy out for all the world to see. Bright, gleaming with sweat, looking so delectable. There was no question about her next move, and she wasted little time confirming the suspicions.

Sister Lucia leaned forward, brought her tongue to her opponent’s folds, and began to lick away, trying to work her towards an orgasm. It was no gentle affair, but it wasn’t sloppy, either - for a nun, she showed a good deal more prowess than anyone would’ve expected, giving Gisele just the kind of experience that she would’ve visited on other women, demonstrating experience with every stroke.

[Dubski]

The Powderbuff was slumped in the corner, panting and sitting there in a heap of well-toned muscles and blonde hair. She felt terrible, trying to get out of her haze. She heard more taunts from Lucia, trying to ignore the cruelty of them. Not that she could do much about it at this point. Eyes closed now, she felt her body being grabbed, pulled flat onto her back. She wanted to fight back, but currently she couldn't put her focus into it. And before she knew it, Lucia dropped down on her chest, getting a whine of protest from the French-Canadian Blondeshell.

Her trunks were pushed down next. Her bare muff on display as she rubbed her legs together, trying to resist. She knew there was nothing she could do right now though, and it became clear with Sister Lucia's next move. LeBlanc knew precisely what was coming next. She wanted to work over her vulnerable pussy now, already moist from the earlier erotic attacks in the corner.

And then the tongue went between her lower folds, and Gisele let out a howling moan, surprised at first. Her body writhed underneath Lucia, eyes closed as she shook her head. Whimpering and panting, LeBlanc's hands palmed the mat as she was eaten out by what seemed like a seasoned professional. She might have found more satisfaction in it if it weren't for the state of her head now. It was clear by her moaning growing louder, her gasping and breathing quicker. Her hips bucked, instinctively rising to meet Sister Lucia's face more. She was getting close. Dangerously close. And it seemed like there was very little that the Gisele LeBlanc could do to stop it now!

[BlackAkuma]

The sound of Gisele’s moaning drove Sister Lucia even more, emboldening her as she plundered the Powerderpuff’s plump pussy. It had been a good while since she’d had the opportunity to do something like this - while she had been called to participate in matches of a sensual nature before in other leagues, she had opted to use more base methods to win those contests. Most often, she would simply plunge away with her fingers until they popped, with most of her foes being worthy of little else.

But Gisele was different. Special. She was familiar enough with this woman’s history to know she had done unto many other opponents similarly, driving them wild and leaving them a sweaty mess in the center of the ring. To return that treatment to her, to lay her out and leave her wanting, was the true pleasure. This woman thought herself some sort of sexual goddess, but Sister Lucia would disabuse her of such lofty notions and lay waste to her altar.

Gisele’s hips bucked and her body quivered as she neared the promised moment, on the cusp of orgasm. As they reached the breaking point, Sister Lucia decided to further her humiliation by sliding back and letting her ass come to rest on the Powderbuff’s face, giving her a faceful as she redoubled her efforts. She didn’t just want to hear this woman’s moans, she wanted to feel them, to have them reverberate through her body. Her tongue went wild, lashing away like a whip, as she dragged Gisele across the finish line.

A little more, a little more, and…

[Dubski]

Gisele LeBlanc was quickly reaching her brink. Her body trembled underneath Sister Lucia as pleasure started to overcome the haze in her head. That tongue lapping at her vulnerable pussy, drilling into her. It left her moaning nearly deliriously as she tried to deal with it. Perhaps it would have been more enjoyable without a throbbing headache, or against a woman she held any manner of respect for. But Sister Lucia was no such woman. She was just vile. But her wicked tongue was doing precisely what it needed to.

With a whine, and a whimper as she tried to hold out even further, her face was engulfed with the Holy Roller's ass, adding to this wretched situation that the Powderbuff was in. She lifted her hands to try to push on Lucia's thighs fruitlessly to attempt tossing her off, but she didn't have the strength right now, and she was far too close now too. Instead, her hands gripped on Lucia's thighs tight, fingers digging into her flesh.

Then, with a moaning cry of pleasure, Gisele LeBlanc came, forced to a climax as her hips bucked and thrashed, her body trapped underneath Sister Lucia! Her powerful body rolling underneath her as the climax coursed through every bit of her body, a shocking and blissful experience, dulled by that concussive shot to the head, her mind swirling with pain, unfocused, but with an undeniable pleasure inside it as well as she writhed through the aftereffects of such a powerful orgasm before her body settled underneath her opponent.

[BlackAkuma]

Sister Lucia dove in deep, dedicating herself to the work as she drove Gisele wild. She wasn’t fool enough to believe the Powderbuff was enjoying this - she had made her disdain quite clear, something that the nun took as a badge of pride. But it would hardly matter, in the end. She could hate this all she wanted, but her body was a different story, so used to having its carnal needs sated that there was no way she could deny the pleasure. It was all too poetic - Gisele was a slave to her sins, bound by her lust, so much so that her heathen body would rebel against her wishes when it was offered.

She could fight, she could writhe, she could scream, but there was one and only outcome, as sure as night followed day - Gisele LeBlanc came.

Sister Lucia let out a pleasant squeak as Gisele’s juices gushed, with no small amount of them finding her way into her mouth. It was a sweet taste, a symphony on her tongue, one that went along beautifully with the sight beneath. The crowd was booing, yes, but many among them sat in silence, clearly not sure how they should react, wanting their heroine to succeed but loving the vision before them. There was no underselling the magnitude of the moment. No, she hadn't won the match yet, but this was still a milestone.

It was everything that Sister Lucia could hope for as an example, and she couldn't have done it without Gisele’s help. She needed to thank the woman. Even more, she needed to bring this match to a close - with the first stipulation satisfied, all she had to do was win in the traditional ways.

Sister Lucia swung around on Gisele’s body and looked down on her foe, her face loomed over the Powderbuff’s with her smile shining. ”I’ve a present for you.” She leaned down and brought their lips together for a sloppy kiss, wanting to make her opponent taste herself. She pressed her shoulders down at the same time, trying to go for a pinfall while the woman was still groggy - she had her doubts that this would work, but the chance and glory of pinning her like this was too much to ignore.

The referee slid over and started up the count, slapping the mat beside them. ”1…!”

[Dubski]

Gisele LeBlanc was laying under Lucia, her body shaking as she panted loudly, with gasps and whines mixed in between. The powerful lightweight's body still writhed and moved as her body was still feeling the after-effects of her orgasm. She hated that Sister Lucia had used such underhanded ways to get her to this point, and she hated her smugness even more.

She didn't have much time to recover yet. Lucia had moved to face her. Wincing, the Powderbuff tried to look away from her, but Lucia forced her into a messy kiss that forced her to moan as she tasted her own self on Lucia's lips. That her opponent would try to kiss her like this was even more of an attempt to humiliate the French-Canadian, and Gisele, despite how good it felt, loathed every moment of it.

Then Gisele felt her shoulders being pinned. She heard the one count, and that's what was able to sober her a bit. Get her to realize her predicament. It got her angry. It got her wanting to deliver this kind of shame right back at Sister Lucia. She knew she couldn't go down like this. This wasn't going to be how her first loss in LAW would happen.

"TWO!"

LeBlanc's hands raised to grasp Lucia's midsection. She powered through, her face wrinkling against that kiss as she prepared herself.

"THRE--"

She cut it close, but Gisele powered through with a mighty shove that would send Lucia flying up and off of her! And then a moment later, the Powderbuff would flop over onto her side, panting and wiping her forearm on her mouth. She needed a moment to recover still, but she was ready to try fighting back now. She was not about to let Sister Lucia get away with this.

[BlackAkuma]

Gisele LeBlanc was done. Sister Lucia could feel it.

It was written in the woman’s body, as clear as the words on the pages of a book. She knew well what it felt like to have a broken, defeated woman underneath her, and the Powderbuff showed all the telltale signs. A deflated body, crestfallen eyes, withering breaths. She had conquered this woman, undeniably, and all she had to was wait for the hammer to fall three times before it would be official.

In one, two, thre-

Sister Lucia cried out as she was flung away, hurled off her opponent with a burst of explosive strength, and sent rolling away. She stopped on her side, staring as Gisele lay in a similar position, her eyes wide with shock. From what hellish hole was this whore pulling energy from? It was unfathomable, but there was no denying the sight before her. ”You…” She spat off to the side as she pushed her way back up, undaunted and unfettered. ”You are like a cockroach in so many ways, you know that?”

She didn’t realize how Gisele was still able to fight, and she didn’t much care - all that mattered was that she put a stop to it. She moved over to her opponent and reached down, grabbing handfuls of her pure blonde hair and forcing her to stand back up. As soon as she was upright, Sister Lucia stepped away then lunged back in with her arm flying, trying to slice into her opponent’s bare chest with a vicious knife-edge chop.

[Dubski]

The Powderbuff kicked out and panted, trying to recover from this high level sexual attack on top of the brutal blow she had received earlier as well to the head with that fire extinguisher. Gisele laid there on her side, just trying to get herself time. That's all she needed. Just some time to recover. Lucia wasn't giving her that. After being flung away by a powerful kickout, the Holy Roller was incensed and waited to come right back at her. She wasn't ready, but she had to be.

Her hair was grabbed and Gisele's nude body was being pulled off the mat. She let out a whine as her blonde locks were torn at to force her upright. And then a knife-edge chop slashed into her chest! Her ample breasts bounced from the impact and the noise echoed out into the crowd! She staggered back a few paces, her head hung low as one hand covered her now reddening bosom. The pain hurt. Everything hurt. She ached. She was exhausted.

But Gisele LeBlanc clenched her fist at her side and then summoned up all the strength she had. Then, the Powderbuff launched herself forward with a loud yell and send an absolutely devastating lariat directly at Lucia's head! Using her powerful bicep, she wanted to take off Lucia's lid entirely, finding something in her to summon that impossible strike and devastate her foe!

[BlackAkuma]

Sister Lucia didn’t know what unholy well Gisele drew strength from, but it hardly mattered. Yes, the woman was showing an impressive amount of grit by still standing despite all the damage heaped upon her, but if she thought such a display would overtake the nun, she was sadly mistaken. Sister Lucia’s power didn’t lie in earthly means but in her unshakeable faith, a surety in her purpose that drove her every movement.

It was in every step she took, every move she made, and when she lashed out and slashed Gisele across the chest she was given the full measure of that power. The blow left a crimson mark on the Powderbuff’s proud chest, the perfect complement to her skin. ”Do you grow weary of your punishment, harlot?” Sister Lucia’s satisfied smirk grew wider by the second as Gisele languished before her. ”If you drop to your knees and beg, if you a truly penitent, then I might be swayed to-”

Sister Lucia cut herself off as a shocked look took over her face, watching as Gisele was suddenly close - way, way too close. The woman came rushing towards her with frightening alacrity and a harrowing shriek as she retaliated brutally with a clubbing lariat. The blow struck Sister Lucia on her upper chest and sent her flying, doing an unwilling backflip before she came down on her chest.

To put it mildly, it was a most distressing development, and Sister Lucia found herself scrambling towards the furthest corner, trying to put as much distance between her and the raging Canadian as possible. ”Wait, wait just a minute!”

Somehow, she doubted Gisele had any interest in waiting.