The Book of Lucia, Chapter XI - Sister Lucia (c) vs. Mako 'The Shark' Adachi for the LAW Hentai Championship

[BlackAkuma]

And of course Mako took Sister Lucia’s threat as some sort of innuendo. Was this whore really so sexually obsessed that nothing could be said to her without being taken as some sort of flirting? It was frankly quite pathetic, to see someone so bound by sin and vice, to see it consuming her every waking thought. A slave to her lust.

…oh, that was an interesting mental picture.

It flashed in her head as her kick sailed over Mako’s head, narrowly missing her opponent’s skull. It was only a small matter, and Sister Lucia was ready to pull back and fire off another, but the woman, despite being a lust-filled heathen, was no fool. Instead of backing off, she charged forward and brought them both to the canvas where she promptly scrambled on top.

Sister Lucia tried to push her way back up, but it was slow going - Mako had the weight advantage on her, and she was clearly quite conscious of that fact. She was starting to make headway when one of the nuns interfered, sliding a chair over to her - mistress? Lover? Pimp? What she was to all these women.

While the intent wasn’t clear at first, Sister Lucia sussed it out soon enough - right out the time Mako brought her face crashing into the metal. Her veil was padded, which gave her a small measure of protection, but not enough to blunt the lion’s share of the damage. It left her stunned and groaning, not the best position to be in with an extremely dangerous and horny shark on her back.

Prudence caught all that going on from the corner of her eyes, and her first instinct was to rush in and come to Lucia’s aid, but…well, she’d said she wanted to handle this solo. Which, granted, she’d said that sort of thing before, only to complain when they didn’t help her, but…

It was a conundrum, but one that Prudence didn’t have time to ponder just now - she had more pressing concerns, like the maid who’d just come out of nowhere and drove straight into her with a spear from hell. The two of them didn’t just go against the barricade, they went through it, parting the segments at their impact and sliding into the unsuspecting crowd. People scattered in every direction around them, but Prudence could hardly be bothered to notice, as she was too busy throwing wild punches into whoever this crazy woman was.

[Caborn]

Mako was grinning like a sadist as she smashed Lucia’s face down on the steel chair. The impact leaving the shark’s prey nice and stunned as she sat atop the champ’s back. With Lucia all dazed and docile like this, it was the perfect time to have some fun with the woman-

*BAM BAM BAM*

…or smack her face into the chair a couple of more times. That worked too. Mako had to work out her rage on the bitch, after all. So, having gone a little bit overboard to soften the woman up, the shark would take advantage of her opponent’s state as she yanked up the back of the nun’s…dress? Robe? Honestly the shark didn’t know if the outfit had a specific name. All she really knew (and cared about) was that it was one of the things getting stripped off tonight! So upon flipping it up and exposing the woman’s backside, Mako got a real nice look at the bitch’s ass. Despite hating Lucia, the horny shark couldn’t help but whistle at the sight of her butt. Nice shaped. Definitely spank worthy. Lucia was even wearing some lacey panties too.

“Pfft…not so innocent are ya?” Mako chuckled to herself before sliding the champs panties off! Giving the uptight woman something to think about before she tried anymore high kicks. Unless she wanted to show her pussy off that is. Now, having stripped the champ, Mako would put her panties to a much better use. Specifically, choking the fuck out of her.

“Let’s see what else you’re into~” the shark would growl before stretching the panties out. Earning herself the crowds cheers as they watched the action. So, planting one of her knees on the woman’s back, Mako would try to wrap her opponent’s lacey underwear around her neck before yanking back on them. Attempting to strangle the life out of the champ in a way she knew Lucia would hate.

Of course from the side lines a couple maids would cheer for their girl as they saw her stripping the champ. Most were busy with their own fights though. Such as Vicky who was going at it with Prudence. The biker turned maid had speared her target right through the barricade. However, it didn’t seem to slow either woman down as they quickly began trading punches. The two of them beating the hell out of each other while the crowd around them spurred them on.

[BlackAkuma]

Face down, on the mat, having her face rammed into a steel chair - yes, needless to say, but this was not how Sister Lucia had imagined this match going.

Each impact sent a shock through Sister Lucia’s system, making her jerk about beneath her opponent as the damage was piled on. While she was tougher than most would ever give her credit for, it was brutal treatment to suffer, especially so early on - by the time Mako was done with her assault, the Hentai Champion’s face was a bruised, disheveled mess, with a trickle of blood coming from her split lip. Hardly her best look.

She was so out of it, in fact, that she didn’t even register what Mako was doing at first. She felt the woman’s hands work at her legs, felt the cool air against her nethers, but she didn’t key on to what that meant. Didn’t make the connections.

Not until the garment came around her neck, Mako’s knee dug into her back, and she was wrenched back at a violent angle, as the audacious woman attempted to choke her out with her own lingerie.

Sister Lucia let out a hoarse, horrid gasp as she pulled back, her flexibility being tested by the vile shark. Her hands came up to pry at the clothing, but unfortunately she’d opted for a rather durable pair this morning, and they wouldn’t be so easily shredded. Without thinking, she looked for Sister Prudence, suddenly willing to enlist her aid, but the woman was already engaged with some big, burly looking nun in the audience, the two of them trading shots. She was on her lonesome here.

Fine.

With one of her hands still pulling at the makeshift garrote, Sister Lucia grabbed the chair, the same one that had been her bane a moment ago. She gripped it tight, swung it around and tried to hit her tormentress with it, hoping it would be enough to make the woman let go and give her the freedom she needed.