Natasha Vaughn vs. The Body - Beginner's Luck

[BlackAkuma]

Match Type: Bedroom Submission
Victory Conditions: Submission Only. The wrestlers may engage anywhere in the hotel room, but submissions only count when on the bed. No Disqualifications. Hentai is both allowed and encouraged.

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Lola found herself gazing out over the Japanese skyline, watching through the pristine windows of plush

. It was a position that she was fairly familiar with, having spent time in some of the best hotels back in her heyday in Columbia. Granted, back then, her purposes had been decidedly more clandestine than what she was engaging with today. But no less enjoyable.

Lola despised a great many things. Overcooked meals. Movies that went longer than two hours. Driving. The taste of coconut.

If there was one thing she utterly despised, however, it was waiting. And yet, waiting was what she had been doing for the past few months, thanks to the general incompetence of LAW’s booking committee. It wasn’t that they had failed to present her with a match - no, they had actually done a decent job of lining up opponents for her. But what they had failed at, utterly and undeniably, was to present her with suitable opponents.

To be frank, opponents that she could defeat. Lola wasn’t one of those fool wrestlers who were into the challenge or were looking to better themselves. Let those women batter their bodies into oblivion and shorten their careers. No, what she wanted was success. Money. Power. And to get those things in LAW, she needed to get her thighs on the weaker woman that the league had to offer. Women - and sometimes men - that she could break without issue. Instead, they’d given her musclebound freaks, submission specialists, and straight-up boxers. She was under no delusions that she could survive two minutes with any of them, let alone an entire match, let alone win.

But then came Nataasha Vaughn. She ticked all the right boxes.

American, so naturally, she was an idiot.

Inexperienced. Fresher than even Lola was.

Taller than Lola, but notably lighter, so the weight advantage would be all hers.

It was everything she would need for a perfect squash match, and LAW had been gracious enough to provide her with a venue where she could do so without being surrounded by hundreds of sweaty mouthbreathers. This little hotel room getaway was perfect, and she was already thinking off all the way she could squeeze and stretch Natasha about the place.

Lola was ready, more than ready. After taking a moment to admire her

in the window - her perfect curves, her darkened skin, the way her lingerie clung to her divine figure - she stepped away and began to anxiously pace about the bed, as she waited for her victim to arrive. Again, not something she much enjoyed doing, but when it held the promise of something so satisfying? She could manage.

[Nymph]

Robed Natasha

Natasha let out an impressed sigh and basked once again in the comfort of the hotel room she was in. One had to admit LAW didn’t spare any expenses when it was about booking impressive locations for matches to take place in. The place was classy and elegant but without going over the top in terms of splendor in the decorations so it didn’t look pompous but had all the comfort and amenities one could dream of. Definitely Natasha hadn’t been in any hotel close to that one, never had been able to either afford it and when she could the thought never crossed her mind. She just had to make use to that being part of the norm for her. The only condition? Being willing to duke it out against a hot thing on top of a king size bed. There were way worse offers out there, thought the redhead.

After Natasha’s debut match, which was more akin to standard wrestling, that night’s bout looked intended to bring the fiery haired woman closer to home: a mat wrestling match was something she was used to from her background in club wrestling so she would feel way more comfortable as she wouldn’t have to learn the ropes as things went by. About her rival she didn’t know much more than she was called Lola, came from Colombia and had been in just a couple of matches. It was reassuring knowing that her rival wasn’t too experienced and maybe an edge Natasha could use to her favor. However, Lola had emerged victorious from both her matches, so having an undefeated rival could prove a motivating factor for Lola to keep that streak alive.

With some final looks in the mirror, Natasha got the final details of her outfit done. Her silk robe hug her body in a tender embrace and the lingerie below was just stunning. Her black high heels were the final touch to her attire for the night, even if she was going to discard them she wanted that clacking sound to mark her entrance. She was starting to get in the mindset of someone whose job was to tussle with others until one was sexually dominated, but there was some part of her that relished in feeling sexy like that. After all youth was fleeting and she was determined to enjoy it as much as she could.

A knock on the door signaled Natasha that it was time to meet her rival. A stagehand welcomed her and guided her along an empty corridor until they stopped in front of a room door. The stagehand nodded at her and used the keycard to unlock the door before leaving Natasha to enter. The room was a mirrored image of the one Natasha had occupied to change, with a wonderful sight of Tokyo’s skyline and a comfy looking and giant bed, all adorned with modern but classy decorations. Of course what caught the most of Natasha’s attention was the absolute bombshell standing in front of the window. Lola was petite and incredibly curvy and sexy and Natasha was starting to think that this one could be a very pleasant match.

Natasha Vaughn

Still silent, letting the sound of her heels be the only sound in the room, Natasha walked to a corner, discarded her shoes, and then finally spoke, her intention to break the ice. “Good evening gorgeous. Lola, right?”, she said while she walked towards the bed and tested its softness by pressing it with her knee and one hand. A glance helped the redhead notice the numerous cameras around, which reminded her that despite not having live audience that match was going to be broadcast around LAW streaming service. “I have to say this is an incredible room. I think we can get to enjoy ourselves here…”, she added with a warm smile. She was one to keep things professional, but always believed in having a good working environment, even more if one’s work consisted in getting intimate with someone.

[BlackAkuma]

Clak-clak-clak-clak

Lola didn’t bother to turn around as her opponent entered the room, instead keeping her focus on the window, instead - or, at least, she wanted to appear that way. In truth, she didn’t look at Natasha because she didn't need to turn around to see her. She caught the woman’s reflection well enough in the glass, and what she was, well…impressive. She could admit.

A redhead, which was itself a striking feature, but even more so when it came in the form of such a long, flowing, fiery mane, spilling over her body in such unruly curls. And what a body it was, too - fit and firm, with such inviting curves. That outfit did her so many favors, too, with how it clung to those smooth hips, those pert breasts…

She was gorgeous. Not as gorgeous as Lola herself, but that was a high bar to clear. She would look wonderful on the bed, and even more so when she was writhing between her thighs.

Lola turned around and took a moment to look Natasha over, appearing unimpressed, before she finally moved over to the opposite side of the bed. ”Hm. One of us will.” She strolled along the bedside, letting her fingers lazily caress the sheet as she passed. Her face stayed cold, impassive, returning none of the warmth that was carelessly flung her way. God, she hated fake smiles.

”Your first time in a match like this.” She cast a lazy, leering eye Natasha’s way, as she brought one of her legs up and placed her knee on the bed. She made sure to give the woman an ample view of her thighs in the process. ”The rules. You understand them?”

[Nymph]

For an amount of time that looked like an eternity Lola just stood there, aparently looking through the window but Natasha couldn’t be deceived. Through the woman’s reflection the redhead could notice how her rival’s eyes were fixated on her, the Colombian just creating some mood out of turning her back on her. Of course Nat was fully aware of the appeal of a cool narrative in a match and was more than capable of selling her character so she would expect her rival to do the same. This woman looked like an absolute bombshell and played the tough bitch role, but this wasn’t Nat’s first tango and she had broken more than ono of those façades in a wrestling mat.

Once she turned, Lola demonstrated once again that she was a textbook example of the cold, bad bitch role. A snyde remark and a little of physical presence aimed at showing off her incredible curves and also show some threatening aura, aimed at intimidating Nat. Blaze doubled down on her valiant and resolved character, changing her warm smile for a confident smirk and a raised eyebrow. “Are you sure this is my first dance?”, she asked with her own leg on the bed mimicking Lola’s pose. In a way her statement was true: this was the first match like this she was taking part of at LAW, but not her first hentai submission match. “Yeah, I’m used to the rules: we can tussle everywhere but only on the bed will the submission count. Are you ready for this?”, she asked taking the initiative.

[BlackAkuma]

”Maybe it is. Maybe it isn’t.” Lola simply shrugged. ”It won’t matter.”

Some might’ve called Lola cocky, but in her mind, that wasn’t the case. She wasn’t saying what she said out of confidence - not purely. No, she was merely stating facts. Natasha could squirm, she could fight, she could protest, but this match wasn’t hers to win. All she needed to do was get the redhead between her thighs to claim the win, and this match was tailor made for such a thing to happen.

Lola made her way on to the bed with both knees now, and began to crawl around the perimeter, circling with hunger eyes. The bed shifted beneath her weight, making the tiniest creaks and groans, and she rose up on her knees to give the woman a full look at what she was doing.

For the first time, a smile came over her lips. Slight and small. A smirk, barely, with a glimmer in her eyes. No need to waste anymore time with words when her actions would answer Natasha’s question well enough.

She held out her hand and curled a finger at the woman, beckoning her, inviting her to invade.

[Nymph]

Nat had to admit that Lola knew well how to conduct herself around the tough type attitude. The smaller, curvier woman moved and talked in a way that exuded confidence and was an obvious attempt to undermine Nat’s own. Only time and the development of the match would say if the Colombian had skills to back her words or if she was all bark and no bite, but for the moment she was playing her part really well. Lola shrugged their bantering off as if it was something that didn’t really matter while she kept throwing threatening remarks to the redhead. The Colombian got on her knees on the bed and started circling, like a predator beast claiming her territory. Finally, with a smirk of confidence and cold threat, she beckoned Natasha with a curled finger.

Blaze didn’t think twice. She wasn’t one to disregard a challenge, but she wasn’t foolishly running into a trap. She assessed her rival. Those thick thighs looked pretty dangerous so when Blaze followed getting on her knees on the bed her main priority was avoiding those legs. To do so, the redhead would try to make the battle focus on the upper part of their bodies for the moment, so she walked on her knees towards Lola, invading the woman’s space with her arms high to show that if the Colombian didn’t meet her for a test of strength Blaze would just go for the woman’s hips and attempt to get some leverage to get her on her back.

[BlackAkuma]

So, Natasha wasn’t a total moron. That was notable.

Lola honestly expected the woman to come in headlong, like so many bimbos in this league would’ve when presented with the chance to roll around with her. From there, it would’ve been all too easy to wrap the redhead up, get her thighs around her, and just spend as much time as she liked torturing her.

Instead, she took a slower pace. More cautious. Perhaps it was merely Lola’s imagination, but she was sure the woman had gotten a good look at her thighs, and there was some apprehension there. It would certainly explain the way she came in - top heavy, looking to focus on the upper body. Smart move. It wouldn’t save her, in the end, but smart move.

Lola spread her legs and brought out her strength, but that wasn’t where her advantage. Above the waist, the two of them felt fairly equal, but still had the weight advantage, here, and she proceeded to use it - she threw her body forward with all she had attempting to get on top of the redhead and take control from the onset.

[Nymph]

Now that the match was finally going on the time of fooling around and chatting was over, now it was the moment to see what the two contestants were about, the very moment Blaze should use to make a statement, and that’s where all her assessing and fighter’s instincts took over. The redhead had been quick in noticing Lola’s lower body and the appearance of strength she had, so as long as Nat forced an encounter between the top of their bodies she should be in less danger.

Blaze groaned in effort as the two women clashed in a test of strength. She was pretty confident in her strength and skill to overpower Lola, but after some time of pushing the redhead started to notice how the Colombian’s weight was giving her an edge. Blaze’s knees were sinking on the bed and her footing was unsteady. She wasn’t used to wrestling on that kind of surface and in the end this was the deciding factor for that beat of the match. With a gasp of surprise as she lost her balance, Blaze would fall with her back to the bed, exposed for Lola to capitalize and seize control of the match for the moment.

[BlackAkuma]

Natasha didn’t want to give the redhead credit, at all, but she had to concede that she had some decent power to work with. It wouldn’t make any difference to the way things were going to go, of course, but she could at least acknowledge that power.

In the end, though, it was just going to make her body that much more satisfying to break. And Lola was, certainly, going to break it.

She tried her best to stand against Lola’s charge, but Natasha simply wasn’t up for the task - she went down, flopping on her back, giving all the opening that could’ve been asked for. The Colombian Goddess wasted little time in swooping down on her prey and crawled over her, mounting her in a moment. Her legs slid around Natasha’s, threaded them, as she tried to capture the woman in a tight grapevine.

She wanted those legs spread out. She wanted her suffering.

[Nymph]

Nat’s reactions were quick because the redhead was proud of her reflexes, but the very moment she hit the soft bed with her back she knew that escaping that wouldn’t be an easy task. Lola was quick to capitalize and she mounted the redhead with haste. The Colombian was more experienced than Natasha wrestling in that kind of surface and of course was going to use that to her advantage. The thought of being wrapped in that curvy woman’s thick thighs made Blaze panic for an instant, but fate had something else in store with her as she was instantly straddled by Lola.

This only meant that Nat’s predicament was only slightly less dangerous. Just instants later, the redhead groaned in protest when she noticed her rival’s legs entangling hers and locking a tight grapevine hold that made her groan strained when the jolts of pain started coursing her body. This situation was far from good, the strength was sapped from her limbs so the only thing she thought of trying was to violently jerking her hips to try and pry her rival off her, all while her discomfort was way aparent.