Love and Death: Best of 3 Falls Match (Double Debut)

[MR. Q]

Thanatos smirks as she releases her hold on HurricAnne, letting the other woman's limp body fall to the mat with a heavy thud. She stands over her fallen opponent, her chest heaving from the effort of the move.

The crowd roars their approval, many of them on their feet, cheering for the brutal display of dominance. Ivan watches from the side, his eyes never leaving the action in the ring.

Thanatos takes a moment to bask in the crowd's adulation, her arms raised in victory. But she knows the match isn't over yet. HurricAnne is still in it, and Thanatos knows she can't let her guard down.

Thanatos' eyes flash with a cruel glint as she steps over HurricAnne's prone form. She places her foot on the other woman's stomach, right over the spot where she had punched her earlier.

Without warning, Thanatos slams her foot down, stomping on HurricAnne's midsection with all her weight. She repeats the motion, stomping again and again, each impact sending a jolt of pain through the white-haired wrestler's body.

[Elphie]

Well at least Thanatos had released Anne even if that meant being piledriven against the mat. The white-haired fell limp on the mat after the piledriver, taking deep breaths to try and recover while her hand would unconsciously go and grab her tummy to protect it from further agression. Of course that would prove pretty difficult when Thanatos was a relentless rival as she was proving to be. At least for some seconds the purplette enjoyed some of the crowd’s admiration and that gave Anne some instants of relief. Nice, she deserves this round of applause. She has proven how tough she could be. Oh, looks like she’s done. Wonderful.

Thanatos didn’t lose time and pressed her foot against Anne’s stomach. Oh boy. No one did that if it wasn’t with some ill intention. Oh yeah, here it comes. From her weakened position Anne couldn’t do much so she had to take Thanatos’ stomps to the best of her endurance. The white-haired thrashed in the mat in agony, coughing at the powerful barrage she had to endure, her situation bleak and on her debut of all days.

[MR. Q]

Thanatos continues her relentless assault, stomping on HurricAnne's stomach again and again. The white-haired wrestler's screams of pain only fuel her cruelty.

"Had enough yet, pretty girl?" Thanatos sneers down at her fallen opponent. "Or do you want more?"

She presses her foot down harder, grinding it into HurricAnne's midsection. The crowd cheers at the brutal display, many of them shouting for Thanatos to put the match away.

Ivan watches intently from the side, his eyes never leaving the action in the ring. He can see the pain in HurricAnne's face, the way her body tenses with each stomp. It's a beautiful sight, and he finds himself getting aroused at the display of dominance.

Thanatos finally steps off HurricAnne, giving her a moment to breathe. She knows she can't keep up the assault forever.

Thanatos' eyes darken with cruel intent as she grabs hold of HurricAnne's legs, spreading them wide apart. The white-haired wrestler's bikini is pulled taut, exposing her most intimate areas.

Thanatos places her foot on HurricAnne's crotch, pressing down firmly. She grinds her foot against the sensitive flesh, using her weight to apply pressure to the most vulnerable parts of the other woman's body.

"Let's see how you like this, pretty girl," Thanatos smirks, "Maybe this will teach you to keep your legs closed."

She continues to grind her foot against HurricAnne's crotch, applying more and more pressure with each passing second. The crowd roars their approval, many of them leering at the lewd display.

[Elphie]

Okay, Anne was happy to have a fight and sometimes with her enthusiasm in the heat of combat she could lose her focus and go a little over the top with some moves. That was something that totally could happen to any fighter and something that a wrestler accepts when he or she decides on that career. However, Thanatos was starting to go a little too far with her stomping. Yes, the purplette was asserting her dominance by softening her rival in order to make it easier to secure a win but the way she was doing it hinted that maybe she was too eager.

After what it felt like an eternity to the suffering Anne, Thanatos decided to let the pummeling rest for a while. The white-haired writhed on the mat, getting mouthfuls of air that were more detrimental to her situation than helpful, making her cough heavily when her midsection protested at the sudden invasion of air. Of course that wouldn’t prevent Anne from talking. “I’m starting to think you’re less nice than you look…”, said the HurricAnne with a silly grin on her face, not losing her optimism not even in the face of adversity.

Just at that moment it looked like Thanatos decided to change her strategy, going to Anne’s legs and forcing them open while getting rid of the HurricAnne’s bikini. “Oh hello.”, she said when her pussy met the cold air of the arena. Well since she was weakened it was way better to be fucked than to be pummele--- “Aaaaaaaaiiiieeeeeee!!! Not cool! Not cool!!!” Anne wailed in pain when her most intimate part was pressed by Thanatos’ foot. Hearing the woman’s remarks confirmed Anne that her rival wasn’t just trying to win, she was being deliberatedly cruel and that was something the white-haired would find difficult to ignore.

[MR. Q]

Thanatos grins as she grinds her foot against HurricAnne's exposed pussy. "Nice? I don't need to be nice. Got a rep to keep." As a biker, she got some street rep to keep. It would be bad to the boys if she loss to easily or worse, give a bad show.

She applies more pressure, pressing down hard on HurricAnne's most sensitive area. The white-haired wrestler thrashes beneath her, trying to escape the painful stimulation.

"Maybe this will teach you to be a little more careful when you choose your opponents," Thanatos sneers.

She continues to grind and press, determined to make HurricAnne submit to her dominance. The crowd roars their approval, many of them shouting for Thanatos to end the match.

Ivan watches with rapt attention, his eyes glued to the lewd display in the ring. He can see the agony on HurricAnne's face, the way her body writhes beneath Thanatos' foot. It's a beautiful sight, and he finds himself getting more and more aroused with each passing second.

Thanatos grins as she hears the crowd's chant for her to end the match. She locks her legs with HurricAnne's in a brutal figure four leglock, the white-haired wrestler's legs twisting in agony as Thanatos applies pressure.

"Let's see how you like this, pretty girl," Thanatos smirks at the thought, "Maybe this will make you submit."

She leans backwards, dropping to the mat, using her body weight to increase the pressure on HurricAnne's legs.

[Elphie]

“You know, you CAN have a reputation of being nice, right? Uuuungh!!!” Anne couldn’t help it. The white-haired was irredeemably optimistic, willingly choosing to see the good in people, or at least the possibility of good. This starkly contrasted with Thanatos’ attitude towards the HurricAnne, the purplette bent on a quest for complete dominance and humiliation, even to the point of trashtalking while physically abusing her already pained body.

Anne wanted to look at that mean rival and start working on her comeback and teach Thanatos a lesson, but she was having a hard time doing that when Thanatos was so thoroughly pummeling and torturing her. Rubbing her pussy with her foot wasn’t a pleasant experience for Anne at all, and even less when added to the pain she was feeling in her midsection from all the stomping.

Oh, and it wasn’t all of it. Now Thanatos was more resolved than ever to please the crowd and carry out Anne’s destruction. To do so, the purplette decided to ignore the way more interesting hentai victory conditions and lock a figure-four leglock. “Gyaaaah!!!” Powerful jolts of pain went through Anne’s legs. A figure-four was a pretty effective submission hold and even under normal circumstances enduring the pain and escaping would prove a tough challenge. As things were, the HurricAnne had endured too much and couldn’t take anymore. That’s why after some more seconds the woman would just tap against the canvas in a signal of her submission. “Give… I give!!”

[MR. Q]

Thanatos grins as she hears Anne's suggestion, but shakes her head. "Nah, not how rep works, pretty girl. On the streets, you're either tough or you're not. Nice don't make you survive."

She leans back further, putting more pressure on the figure four leglock. Anne's legs twist in agony, the pain shooting through her body.

More than enough to make the girl tap out.

As soon as Anne taps out, Ivan immediately steps between the two women. "Enough! The round is over!" He breaks the leglock, pulling Thanatos off of Anne.

Thanatos glares at him, but relents, standing up and stretching. "Tch. It was just getting good."

She turns to the crowd, raising her arms in victory as they cheer for her. Celebrating her first score of the night.

Ivan helps Anne to her feet, checking her over for any serious injuries. "You okay there, girl? That was quite the thrashing. If you can still continue, bend over the ropes to start the penalty round."

Upon hearing this, Thanatos shudders a little at the implications. She remembered her first time with Ivan and she doesn't want to relive that. Lucky for her, looks like Anne's taking the fall this one.

She just have to make sure she makes clean win in order not to get fucked.

[Elphie]

Based on how Thanatos was behaving in this match, Anne didn’t have any assurance of her rival releasing the submission hold just as she tapped, the thought of being tortured further sending some chills through her mind which added with the pain she was enduring. Luckily for the HurricAnne the referee intervened and demanded a release from Thanatos, who reluctantly complied with the command. For a moment, Anne just rolled to her side and sighed in relief. Her torture was over, at least for the moment, and even if her groans of pain showed how strained she was feeling at the moment she was resolved to recover and come back at Thanatos, not letting the purplette take control that easily.

At that point Ivan, the red-headed referee, helped Anne on her feet while he checked on her for any injuries. “What a fine gentleman!”, she thought not yet remembering what was coming. Then Ivan pointed towards the ropes and instructed her to bend over them. Then the HurricAnne remembered: now she had to endure a punishment round that implied this man fucking her. It didn’t look like much of a punishment if one asked her. She would have loved to rewards Ivan’s politeness with some witty remark but she was still a little taken by the pain, “Y-yeah.”, was the only thing she said as she undid the knots on her bikini to take it off, throwing it outside of the ring as the crowd cheered in their approval. The same happened to Anne’s bikini. If she was going to get fucked she wanted her partner to have access everywhere. Then she bent over the ropes, presenting herself to the referee, some of her enthusiasm returning to her. “Come on, let’s not keep everyone waiting.”, she encouraged Ivan, wiggling her butt a little.

[MR. Q]

Ivan's eyes widen as he takes in the sight of Anne bent over the ropes, her bare ass presented to him. He can feel his cock twitch in his pants at the tantalizing view.

"Eager, aren't we?" he smirks, stepping closer to the ropes. He runs his hands over the soft flesh of Anne's ass, squeezing and kneading it roughly.

The crowd cheers louder, many of them shouting for Ivan to fuck the girl already. He grins at their enthusiasm.

Without warning, Ivan grabs Anne's hips and slams his cock deep into her pussy with one hard thrust. A loud moan escapes Anne's lips as he fills her completely.

"That's it, moan for me," Ivan growls, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in, setting a hard and fast pace. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the arena as he pounds into Anne from behind.

Thanatos watches uncomfortably as Ivan pounds into Anne from behind. She can still remember the pain and humiliation of her own first time with him during her tryouts. The way he took her virginity so roughly and forcefully in the ring, not caring about her pain or pleasure. It was all about his own satisfaction. Thanatos feels a pang of pity for Anne, knowing that she's about to experience something similar. She shifts uncomfortably in her corner, trying to block out the sound of Anne's moans and the wet slapping of skin on skin. Thanatos knows she can't intervene or show any weakness, but she hates seeing another woman being used like this, especially a newcomer like Anne.

[Elphie]

Bent over the ropes, Anne grinned to herself. The relief of being freed from Thanatos’ hold would soon be replaced by the sensations that ‘punishment’ round got her. Ivan acknowledged how eager she looked to get fucked when she presented herself. “Why wouldn’t I? As far as punishments go this doesn’t look- aaahnnnn~ that bad♥” Anne’s teasing remark was broken by her moaning when Ivan sheathed himself inside her without any warnings. It was rough treatment but nothing the white-haired couldn’t take.

That was how Anne’s punishment round started, with the referee going deep in and out, powerful and quick thrusts going hard against Anne’s pussy, which got pretty wet pretty quickly, her moans shamelessly escaping her mouth. “Ah~ aahhhh~ you like it...~ rough~ don’t you? Haaah~ fine by me.♥”, teased the HurricAnne, wiggling her butt so she would not only get some variety in the angle applied to her fucking so even fight back a little and send some of that action back towards the referee and see how he would react to her being more active in her own punishment round. From her position Anne couldn’t see how unsettled Thanatos looked and she wouldn’t know much about why the purplette had experienced that change, but so far what the HurricAnne was focused on was in making the most out of that round of punishment until the match could continue.