End of the road? - Angie Samson vs Emily Strager

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Angie Samson vs Emily Strager

Match type: Hentai "First to Cum" match
Match rules: Normal hentai match rules apply, whoever forces an orgasm from the other wins
Location: A LAW ring
Attire: Bikinis or equivalent


In her time in LAW, Emily had met many people, and faced off against a lot of them in pursuit of her ultimate goal, to become the LAW Hentai Champion. Every match to her was a step closer to that goal, and initially, her next match looked to be no different. A first to cum match against a girl named Angie Samson. But as Emily looked deeper into her past, she noticed something.

Angie wasn't your normal wrestler in LAW. She was not only inexperienced, but she seemed to be a little distressed, as if she didn't want to be there. Was she forced into LAW? Why would anyone be forced into LAW, unless they needed a huge amount of cash, and they felt like the only way was here. And even then, why wasn't she admitted to the Young Lioness programme? These were questions that plagued Emily's mind, but they would have to wait.

As the match time approached, Emily was confident of winning the match, of course, but if she did win, it would feel hollow, especially if she went all out. On the flipside, she thought it would be disrespectful for the blonde to take it easy on a fully fledged LAW wrestler, plus it would look bad on her record if she did take it easy. She decided that she eould go all out against her, despite the moral issues that plagued it.

She stepped out to the ring, taking in the cheers from the crowd, showing her bikini clad body to them all, with a cavalcade of wolf whistles going around the arena. She then waited for her seemingly cursed opponent to arrive.

Emily

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Finally. It was finally going to be all over.

After all this time she had finally completed all her other contractually obligated matches and was going on to have her final one tonight before she could call it quits. It felt a little surreal~ Angie never felt like she could truly escape the endless torment of each night she had to wrestle which meant another night of rough beatings, embarrassing situations or just being straight up knocked out. Despite counting down the days each match at a time, this nightmare dragged on and on as Angie experienced a slew of conflicting emotions. From her first match against Louise Bélair to her reality shattering experience against Bast, Angie felt like she was just a useless doll able to achieve nothing except ending each night worse off than when she started. Knowing hardly a thing about wrestling coming in was perhaps the second biggest mistake in her entire life, the first being signing that damn contract in the first place.

But despite the pain and humiliation she felt, there was something she really couldn't deny about the whole experience. After a decisive victory against Hitomi Rose, Angie felt a rush unlike any she had ever experienced. The way she was able to utterly dominate her gullible opponent was perhaps the most intensely pleasurable time of her entire life~ But on the surface Angie seemed to resent herself for the actions she took in that match. What came over her felt nothing like the person she thought she was, it was like she was possessed by lust and her insatiable desire for power. The conflicting emotions afterwards had not stopped racking her brain even until this very night in which she should be feeling elated its almost over... But something still felt hollow inside of her.

Spoiler

Angie felt the rush of cool air from the arena against her body one last time as she stepped out from the curtain. While she looked less nervous than usual she carried a resentful gaze as she scanned the crowd cheering; or possibly jeering at her. Quite frankly she didn't care one way or another what they thought, after this match She wouldn't have to see any of their judgmental and leering stares for the rest of her life. Walking down the ramp Angie hardly had even taken time to really acknowledge her opponent~ Only affirming the production staff who informed her this would be a Hentai rules "first to cum match." Having been no strange to Hentai stipulations after her match against Narcisse Benard, She knew what a dominant Woman in this type of match was capable of. She knew that the only real shot she ever had been given was when her opponent quite literally let her take the advantage~ And she expected nothing of the sorts from her opponent tonight who now finally came into view as she made it ringside.

She was a gorgeous blonde wearing a well fitting bikini, she looked like the pure incarnation of beauty~ While smitten with her looks, Angie couldn't help but still feel foolish for own appearance. Being "cOnTRacTUAlly oBlIGateD" to wear her poor mishmash of leftover stripper attire made her even less capable to take somebody on in a match like this while they were wearing a bikini! The thoughts of how this Woman could practically toy with her already came swimming through her mind- It would be inevitable, wouldn't it?

Taking in a deep breath, Angie leaned over the ropes and entered the ring; Taking a minute to stare off into space before slowly bringing her focus to her waiting opponent. Angie stared with a deadpan expression into her opponents eyes as she felt her hands already beginning to slightly tremble. J-just one last time... Then it would all be over. Just breathe.

"...Hi."

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When her opponent finally entered the ring, it was as Emily had suspected. Angie didn't want to be here, it was clear in her expressions. Just as much as Angie was contracted to fight in these fights, Emily was contractually obliged to go all out in the ring against anybody who stands in her way. And that included Angie. That didn't mean that, in the back of her mind, she didn't want to give Angie a hug and have a chat with her instead, however. It was a rare occurrence, but Emily genuinely felt sorry for her opponent this time.

She watched as her opponent blanked out almost immediately. If this was how Angie was going to react during the match, this was going to be less of a fight and more of Emily sending Angie into absolute bliss. It would be a boost to her record, sure, but it would be very hollow. But a match is a match.

Emily soon left her corner and put a hand out to her opponent. She didn't want to intimidate Angie, like she would with other opponents, so she put on a warm and welcoming smile, before introducing herself.

"Hello there, nice to meet you. Emily Strager is the name. Hope we have a wonderful match!" She said warmly, even though in the back of her mind, this was a match that, should Emily lose, she would likely never get back from.

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Angie's opponent seemed friendly as she smiled and proceeded to the centre of the ring, extending her arm out in a respectful manner. The warm tone of her voice and friendly demeanour was contrasted heavily by Angie's deadpan stare and deflated body language. She stared at the extended hand for a good minute before finally deciding to speak up~

"Can you do me a favour and not act so fucking friendly to me? I already know I'm going to fucking lose, you don't have to rub it in my face like this."

There was a hidden sense of despair behind her words as She cruelly told the girl off~ To be honest, She probably didn't deserve to be spoken to like that but Angie did her best to come off as cold and uncaring. She desperately wanted to resent this ring, the audience and every single person She's had to face up till now; even the positive experiences here felt like they should be cast from her memory entirely once she was done. Being so close to the finish line only to be talked to like she mattered or was in any way meaningful here just felt like salt upon the wound.

"Can you just fucking get it over with? I'm not stupid, I know how this is going to go for me. Or are you just as much of an amateur as me?"

Angie stood firmly still, not advancing towards her opponent at all as she felt her hands shaking more and more with each enraged curse she threw out. She was repressing something deep inside; It was just a matter of what exactly that was.

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Emily was rather taken aback by her opponents stunning snap at her friendliness. She blinked for a second before bringing her hand back. She couldn't believe what had just happened. This timid girl had just flicked like Emily had just insulted her family, and she was just trying to calm her nerves. Well, she knew that she had to show her who truly was boss.

The bell soon rang, and Emily wasted no time. Angie did not realise what she had done, as she had secretly just unlocked a more fierce Emily than before. She darted forward, trying to tackle Angie to the mat hard. If it worked, she would sit on her opponents face, facing her crotch, before groping her tits. Her legs would trap her arms in place while it happened

[Lycanstar]

Angie felt so lost in her own head- It was maybe the most distraught she had felt in quite some time and her opponent had yet to even lay a finger on her. At least for a brief while longer. She stood firm and closed her eyes once the bell rang; already predicting her fate in this match and despite her furious attitude~ She felt like she was about to cry.

Suddenly she felt a strong force against her midsection as the air was knocked out of her and she began falling down to the mat with a sudden and violent tackle!

"Phoooawh..."

Angie felt her back slam hard against the mat as she bounced slightly from the impact and she lost focus of what her thoughts were~ Her legs bounced slightly before coming back down to the mat while she was somewhere between inside her own head and figuring out what happened- Thats when she felt Emily's body against hers and the Girl's ass came into view. Angie stared up at it while it lowered onto her with a sorrowful look~ Perhaps she earned this from her behaviour. Would any protest even mean anything?

"w-wait..."

Angie whispered out a hushed plea before her facial features became buried in Emily's rear. Was she planning to apologize? Beg? Whatever her thoughts were became replaced with a slight panic as she realized how difficult it was to breathe when another girl's ass is constricting your nose. She attempted to exhale frantically but all that accomplished was pushing the fabric of Emily's bikini bottom. As she panicked wildly, Angie felt a strong grip on her breasts and her flailing arms were pinned down by Emily's legs! She attempted to let out a muffled scream which only cause more reverberations against Emily's ass and deprived Angie of more oxygen! The only thing she could manage as protest was to wildly kick out her legs as the felt out for help~ Unfortunately all this did was make her situation feel more desperate and degrading from how exposed she must have looked to the audience in the arena. At least she couldn't see them while all this was happening.

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Emily chuckled as her plan went off without a hitch, leaving her opponent locked on the floor and unable to escape, with all of her vital parts ready for the taking. It was now a matter of what to do.

Emily began to fondle the other girls breasts gently, trying to prolong the anguish that her opponent was feeling, but also make her feel enough pleasure to tease her. For the time being, she kept her opponents bikini top on, to tease her a little bit more, before rubbing her ass deeper into her opponents face.

"Comfy down there? Enjoying the view?" She taunted as she shuffled further in, making sure her opponent had nowhere to go.

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Angie felt her breasts squish and rotating from Emily's grip while the rest of her body uselessly twitched and attempted to escape from itself~ Her desperation was growing ever present as now her limbs were shaking uncontrollably, the only sounds Angie could hear was the shifting of Emily's bikini bottom against her face and her incessant shaking.

"Comfy down there? Enjoying the view?"

Angie finally tuned into something else as Emily taunted the suffocating blonde, all the while shuffling her face deeper and deeper to get more comfortable... All the while Angie was starting to fade. Her legs started to kick with less and less vigour and her hands stopped raising themselves in a ineffective protest~ Every time Angie tried to raise her head the crushing wall of Emily's rear kept her at bay; it was like she was constantly being denied the sweet taste of oxygen while she was forced to endure this Woman's backside. Soon the only feeling that Angie truly could pinpoint was her breasts being smushed and creased consistently by her dominator.

"mhmm... m-mmm."

Angie's tiring brain attempted to formulate a plea of mercy. It was all she still had the strength for at this point, she could barely even recollect her own feelings from when she entered the match until now. If something didn't give soon~ Angie would be completely lost in Emily's ass.

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Emily knew this match was going to be easy but, not this easy. She quickly removed her opponents top while she had the chance and groped her left breast with her left hand, while her right hand crept down to her panties, rubbing on the cloth that protected it, at least for now. Emily felt sorry for Angiebat this point, but the match had to be completed, one way or another. She started to rub on her opponents clothed crotch, wondering just how much sexual torment she could endure.

"You are loving this, aren't you?" Emily teased, half to get into her mind, and half to check to see if Angie was still conscious.

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The cool air of the arena breathed onto Angie's chest as her top was pulled up and her breasts were exposed. The delirious blonde was finding it difficult to form a suitable reaction however as her hands would merely flop off the canvas before daintily falling back down again. Emily's fingers on Angie's left breast caused the blonde's upper body to shudder rapidly from the cold~ It was just about the only reaction she had left in her. That was, until Emily's hand found its way to Angie's underwear.

Despite the feeling in her limbs having faded, the sensation of Emily rubbing at the thin cloth that covered Angie's shame sent signals all the way to Angie's brain as the sensation of pleasure started to creep in~ The teasing nature of it all was depriving Angie's brain of its basic functions and leaving her to only feel the comforting embrace of sexual contact. Sensational feelings of orgasms past crept into her remaining consciousness as she silently prayed for more; but it was far too late for her to be able to respond to Emily. Even her opponents words did not truly make an impression to Angie, just a jumble of noises to be disregarded. Angie's leg twitched up and dully hit the canvas to show a sign to Emily. What kind of sign exactly was not known; but what was known was that Angie was seconds away from passing out completely.