Mariya Vasilyevna vs. Francisca "Devil Cat" Hererra - A Game of Allure

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Standard Match
Victory Conditions: Gained by either pin, KO, or submission from the opponent.
Normal rules apply.

While Mariya was mostly a hentai wrestler, she still could competently fight in normal wrestling matches, though she wouldn't take any complaints about her using lewd moves while wrestling normal matches. The mature Russian MILF was already prepared for the match as she took one last look on her voluptuous body in front of the mirror. Overly imperious, she was satisfied with what she was seeing before she prepared herself for her entrance.

Mariya Vasilyevna

Strutting her way out to the ramp, she received quite a mixed reaction from the crowd. She sneered as she made her way down the ramp, heading over to the ring where she would show everyone what she was made of. Hentai or not, she would show them that she was the best in the ring, and they would have to acknowledge it once she stood over the defeated body of her opponent, whoever she was.

Soon, she reached the ring, and after climbing up the apron and slipping under the ropes, she would do a little stretching as she would wait for her opponent to show up. From what she had heard, her opponent for tonight was a luchadora. She sneered, thinking that she would be facing one of those masked weirdos. She didn't really have a high opinions for lucha wrestlers, it seemed.

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Francisca bent down, touching her toes, limbering up for the match to come. The curvy Costa Rican was ready for her LAW debut, her face concealed by the dark leotard and mast of her Devil Cat persona. She stretched her arms and legs, eager to get to grip with her opponent. A few seconds later her entrance music Knock Back exploded over the speakers, and the Devil Cat raced out onto the ramp to greet the LAW fans.

Francisca “Devil Cat” Hererra

She paused at the top of the ramp, running her hands down over the swell of her breasts, down her torso and between her legs, twisting her body invitingly to show off all her curves. Then she set off, bounding down the ramp in a bundle of energy, diving under the bottom rope and rolling until she was perched on all fours like a cat, casting her eyes over the ring, the fans and finally her opponent.

Francisca sized her opponent up with a critical eye - the Russian MILF aught to be an easy match for her LAW debut. There was no way the older wrestler would be able to match the high flying Luchadora's speed, or her other ... underhanded tactics. Francisca liked the look of this red-clad Russian. The woman would be like putty in her claws. She grinned slyly, sauntering to the middle of the ring and putting her hands on her hips, staring Mariya down.

"Hey, Senorita," she crooned. "Hope you're ready for this. Try to keep up, comprende?"

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Mariya scoffed when she saw the luchadora making her way down the ramp to the ring. Though she had to admit that her opponent sure knew how to present herself before the crowd, and the Russian woman would wait for Francisca to arrive at the ring. Mariya would take this opportunity to do a little warm-up before the match could begin.

When Francisca was finally in the ring, Mariya listened to what she was saying, and the blonde Russian chuckled as she crossed her arms under her amble breasts before saying, "Hmph... it seems that your ignorance will be your undoing, little girl..." she said, her rouged lips curling up into a sneer, as if telling the luchadora before her that the result was already obvious enough. "You're the one who should be ready..."

Soon, the referee made her way into the ring, and she would make sure that both wrestlers had no concealed weapons in their possession before she gave the two of them a brief explanation about the rules. Mariya didn't seem to listen as she continued to give Francisca a condescending smirk before the referee finished, in which she then called for the bell, starting the match between the two of them.

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Francisca kept her eyes on Mariya's smirking face right up until the bell rang. The Russian wrestler's taunts didn't concern the cocky luchadora and she smiled hungrily as the match began, taking in every inch of her opponent's curvaceous body. The older wrestler looked supremely confident, but Francisca was sure she'd have her way with the Russian before this match was over!

When the bell rang, Francisca immediately dashed at the other wrestler with a yell and jumped, attempting to land a dropkick squarely into Mariya's ample breasts.

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Mariya was confident in her ability to take Francisca on that she somehow missed the fact that she should put her guard up as soon as the bell was rung, and when the luchadora made her move, Mariya's eyes widened as she tried to frantically defend herself. But it was too late as Francisca delivered a dropkick right into her ample breasts, dealing some damage on her while sending the Russian woman backwards, and she fell onto her back after staggering back.

"GUGH!!!"

Mariya realized her foolishness, and she mentally cursed herself for her carelessness. She gasped and struggled to breathe as she would bring her arms onto her aching breasts, leaving herself open for any further attack from her opponent, who would be wise to capitalize on this.

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Francisca rolled to her feet to see her older opponent lying flat on her back, having taken the full force of the Devil Cat's dropkick. Francisca smiled dangerously, knowing Mariya was vulnerable now. She darted over to Maryia and leaped into position in a reverse face-sit, placing her backside over her opponent's face and attempting to tear Mariya's hands away from her breasts.

"Time to feel my claws, lady," she taunted and if she succeeded in pulling Mariya's hands away, she would grab Mariya's breasts and clutch hard, attempting to exact more pain on the Russian wrestler.

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With Mariya still writhing in pain, she was exposed to whatever Francisca would do next, and sure enough, the Devil Cat went on to tear her hands away from her chest before she brought her hands onto her breasts, clawing at them. "Aaaghhh!!!" The Russian woman cried out in pain as Francisca squeezed on her tits, causing intense pain around the affected area.

In her desperate attempt to make the pain stop, Mariya began to thrash about before attempting to lash out her arm at Francisca, hoping that she could at least hit the luchadora in her face, or at least disrupt the squeezing, allowing herself to get away from this predicament and give herself enough space to recover.

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Francisca grinned, relishing the Russian wrestler's screeches of pain as she dug her claws into her breasts. She enjoyed her position of superiority, feeling her opponent writhe and squirm beneath her after her arrogant beginning.

"Mmm, that's right, make some noise for m-UNNGH!"

Taunting overconfidently, the Devil Cat wasn't focusing, and didn't see Mariya's flailing arm coming! The Russian caught her hard in the face, the force breaking Francisca's grip on her breasts and knocking her backwards off her opponent. Francisca hit the canvas, rubbing her jaw and with a groan of pain, momentarily dazed by the strike.

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Mariya managed to hit Francisca at her face with her hand, and she was freed from the torture, allowing her to roll away from her opponent. Grimacing as she still felt the pain on her tits, she would then distance herself from her opponent before getting herself back up onto her feet, cradling her aching breasts.

"Nghhh...y-you'll pay for that..." Mariya growled, glaring at Francisca. As soon as she was on her feet, she would advance towards the luchadora, looking to deliver a chop right across her chest as a retaliation for what she did earlier.

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Francisca shook her head to clear it and scrambled back to her feet as her opponent rose up. The curvy Costa Rican glared at Mariya, feeling affronted by the woman's escape. Still, she was sure she had the advantage and she wasn't about to let up the pressure on the crimson-clad woman.

"You're the one who'll be paying, senorita!" she quipped shrilly, leaping forwards to attack. However, in her impetuousness, she stepped straight forward into the full force of the Russian wrestler's strike as Mariya swung a chop at her, and it caught her squarely across her ample breasts.

"Unnhh!" A high pitched squeal of pain escaped the Devil Cat's lips as the blow connected. The luchadora tumbled backwards until she hit the ropes, moaning, hands clasping her aching breasts, taken totally off guard by the attack.