Ivan vs the first Berry scout (Ivan Ramirez vs Sherry "sailor Cherry")

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Match type:"hentai submission match"

Attire:normal

Referee: Cline



Sherry was in the backstage, stretching a bit as she gets ready for her first match, she wanted to be nice and flexible, last thing she wanted was for her opponent to hear a "crack" mid match due to her not preparing right, suddenly she heard her music blast over the speakers, with her getting up as she put on her lipstick before walking down the entryway with a confident strut in her step, with her slipping in before looking at the referee, chuckling as she looked at him

"why hello there, would you happen to be Ivan?"

Cline looked at her a bit confused, raising his eyebrow as he shook his head and showed off his shirt

"no... I'm the ref, did you not expect a referee?"

Cline asked before suddenly Sherry's music cut off, Cline whispering"oh thank God" under his breath as it was Ivan's cue, the last thing he wanted was to end up getting suplexed because this chick didn't know what Ivan looked like



Sherry's appearance:



Her intro music:

[MR. Q]

Ivan stepped out from behind the curtains, striding confidently into view. His piercing blue eyes locked onto Sherry, a sly grin spreading across his chiseled features. He paused mid-step on the ramps, allowing himself to be fully absorbed by the eager crowd's gaze before continuing forward.

As he approached the ring, Ivan gave a pose, showcasing his lean, powerful physique accentuated by form-fitting wrestling trunks that clung to his muscular frame. A trail of jeers and catcalls followed in his wake, drawn to the male performer.

Mounting the steps, Ivan turned to face Sherry once more, his grin widening as he gave her a once-over. "Ah, yes, you must be the little firecracker I'm supposed to tame tonight," Ivan drawled, "Not too bad."

With that, Ivan vaulted himself over the ropes, landing fluidly within the ring to face off against Sherry.

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Sherry would feel the ring shake as Ivan jumped in, slightly surprised she looked around only to find her opponent, Sherry letting out a deep breath, collecting herself as she walked up to Ivan

"why hello there, I assume you are my opponent then~"

Sherry asked as she leaned against Ivan, it was clear she was rather affectionate and her little get up made her easy on the eyes but the question is would that help her in a match like this?

[MR. Q]

Without hesitation, Ivan wrapped his arms around Sherry, pulling her close in a firm embrace. His hands roamed over her curves, fingertips digging into the flesh of her rear end as he squeezed. He buried his face in her neck, inhaling deeply, and let out a low, approving rumble in his throat.

"Mmm, you smell delicious," Ivan murmured against her skin. His grip on her ass tightened, massaging the supple flesh as he pressed her body flush against his.

Pulling back slightly, Ivan lifted Sherry's chin with a finger, forcing her to meet his intense gaze. His eyes gleamed with mischief and desire, promising a night full of pleasure and pain. "Don't worry, I'll take good care of you," Ivan promised.

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Sherry would end up blushing as red as her name implied, Ivan could see she was rather easy to fluster

"o-oh my~ are you planning on making me dinner big boy~? I wasn't aware that you were going to attempt to sweep me off my feet before the match began, I don't wanna fight you anymore, which is good considering the sort of match we're in, so I am going to make you feel so good~"

Sherry flirted with her opponent, almost inviting him to shut her up as she caressed his face a little bit

[MR. Q]

A wicked smirk spread across Ivan's face at Sherry's bold advances. He captured her wandering hand, bringing it to his lips for a possessive kiss. "Mmm, feisty little thing, aren't you?" Ivan purred, his words dripping with lust.

Slipping a hand beneath Sherry's skirt, Ivan's fingers reached inside her panties, cupping her ass. "Oh, I have big plans for you, sweetheart," Ivan assured, nibbling on her thumb.

Suddenly, Ivan spun Sherry around, pinning her against the ropes as his hips ground into her backside. Leaning in close, he nipped at her earlobe before whispering hotly, "First, I'll devour this sexy little body until you're screaming my name. Then, we'll see who's begging for mercy in this ring."

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Sherry's face at this point was bright red, a smile on her face as Ivan flirted with her while she was in the ring, she didn't exactly expect that Ivan would be this friendly with her, giggling as he nibbled her thumb a bit

"oh my, you're rather forward aren't you~? Maybe you wouldn't mind if I gave you a little something~"

Sherry would softly kiss Ivan's lips, wrapping her legs around his body as she sat on the ropes and played with his tongue a bit

[MR. Q]

Ivan groaned into Sherry's mouth, desire coursing through him as she deepened the kiss. His hands roamed her curves, squeezing and caressing, never wanting to break contact.

Just as he thought he couldn't handle any more stimulation, the referee's bell rang, signaling the start of the match. With reluctance, Ivan tore his lips from Sherry's, breathing heavily.

Glaring down at her with a mix of hunger and determination, Ivan pushed off the ropes and advanced. "Don't think for a second that this is over between us," he warned, eyes flashing with intensity.

With lightning speed, Ivan grabbed Sherry's wrists, yanking her arms behind her back and turning her around to wrench them up into a painful hold behind her back. "Now, let's see how you fare under real pressure," he sneered, applying more torque.

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Sherry would moan as Ivan tore his lips from her mouth, panting as she looked at Ivan, before he pulled her arm behind her back to restrain her

"aahh~! I promise I've been a good girl officer~"

Sherry would say, clearly wanting to lighten the mood, thinking this was Ivan's idea of foreplay

[MR. Q]

"A good girl, huh?" Ivan mocked, pressing his body flush against Sherry's back. His large hands roamed over her curves, kneading and groping her breasts through the thin fabric of her costume.

One hand cupped her breast, pinching and tugging at the nipple while the other snaked around to fondle her clit through her panties. "Seems like someone here needs to be taught a lesson," Ivan growled into her ear, biting the lobe roughly.

His lips traveled down the side of her neck, leaving a trail of biting kisses as he spoke hotly against her skin. "Once I finish punishing this naughty body of yours, maybe you'll think twice before getting in the ring with me."