"Welcome to the Jungle": The Midnight Panther's First Spar, feat. Angelica Lazarescu

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FREEDOM! Austin exclaimed jubilantly as Angelica released her hold on his body after his knee smashed into her face. Austin's legs were still in a little pain now, but nothing like they had been while at Angelica's mercy--or lack thereof. A quick glance at the hellish Romanian informed Austin that she was a little slow in getting back on her feet.

She looks a little dazed, he thought. Time to make the most of it. With that, he hopped up and took off at a sprint--not at Angelica, but directly away from her. Austin then leapt into the ropes on the far side of the ring and let them rebound his body at full speed right back towards Angelica.

The gorgeous blonde had only barely found her footing again when Austin barreled into her with a leaping lariat, hooking his arm on Angelica's upper torso before slamming her down to the mat on her back.

Let's hope THAT stunned her. She's gotta be feeling it now, especially after taking a knee to the face, Austin thought to himself, as he warily checked to make sure his opponent would stay down long enough to continue with his plan--or, at least be dazed enough to where Austin could lift and maneuver her body with minimal pushback...

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Yes, that did stun her. And abso-fucking-lutely, she was feeling it. One hundred and eighty pounds coming down on her after a deceptively agile leap off the ropes? It wasn't all of it. Not his entire body. But it was plenty, perfectly poised for her destruction.

He celebrated his freedom with a shout, and hopped right back onto his feet. NO! She had to move! Had to! She had to at least be on her feet...But her vision was still coming back into focus, and not fast enough. It made her clumsy on the way up, and she found herself back down where she started, way too vulnerable.

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THAT did it, Austin thought to himself as Angelica lay still on the mat, dazed and moaning. He glanced down at the Romanian girl's nude lower half, and his manhood's demands spurred him onwards. Better strike now before she comes back...

Austin pulled Angelica's body to the side of the ring, and then propped her torso up on the middle rope, facing out from the ring. He then extended each of her arms outward from her sides before wrapping the rope around both of them to restrain Angelica for if--when?--she regained her senses.

Finally, Austin took a step back and admired the view: Angelica's ass--to call it "a work of art" was an understatement, and part of Austin couldn't believe he of all people was getting to do this--was facing inside the ring, her body in the perfect position.

Austin pulled his briefs down around his ankles, then knelt just behind Angelica's ass. He lined his erection up to penetrate deep in her pussy, but another thought suddenly occurred to him: Angelica's earlier hold had been extremely painful, maybe he should return the favor a little bit? After all, fair is fair, and his idea was legal by match rules...

With his shaft still slick from Angelica's juices and his own now, Austin teased the Romanian woman's asshole with the head of his cock--before then sliding inside her. The tightness was far more noticeable than when he had pounded Angelica's pussy earlier, so Austin made sure to slowly insert his entire length inside his opponent before speeding up his thrusts. Harder, faster, deeper he thrust inside Angelica's perfect ass, aided by the ropes; every time he thrust, Angelica's body lurched forward before being rebounded by the middle rope she was restrained on, causing her to slam back down Austin's shaft, taking the whole thing. Before long, Austin was railing Angelica's hole as the sounds of his hips slapping against the gorgeous girl's ass resounded throughout the gym.

"Maybe we should've allowed spectators," Austin teased Angelica, never slowing his pace.

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Honestly? Aside from the tinge of brain damage and the resultant splitting headache along with a nose that, although it wasn't, still felt broken, she was into this. Dragged across the ring, dumped over the middle rope, hanging halfway out of it, arms tied in some makeshift bondage..."Kinky." Her shorts were off. The rules were clear. She knew what was coming next.

"You do this often, Austin?" She didn't see the harm in a little bit of conversation. Might as well get to know the guy who's about to plow her again a little better. "This whole thing with the ropes? I dig it."

And there goes the briefs; she could hear him dropping them behind her. He kneeled down, one hand taking a firm grip of her hip while the other lined him up to entrance. She inhaled in a silent gasp as he prodded at her. Closed her eyes when she could feel that push coming...And then he pulled back. With a brow raised, Angelica looked over her shoulder. What was the deal? What was his plan?

"Oh."

The guy wants to rummage through the basement. Okay. This is probably going to suck. She'd turn away quick, but a watchful eye would still be able to catch her apprehension first.

Emilia had only ever done anal once before, as Daeva Asphodel. Her aphrodisiac had turned her and Black Severin into animals. A fun experience, but something she learned to do sparingly during the days after the match where she could hardly sit down, let alone walk straight.

And she had the feeling that Austin probably wasn't going to start slow and then speed up. Her hands searched for rope to grab onto, but would only find air. She had to make do with balling them into fists, gritting her teeth in preparation as he pushed himself inside. At least he was gentle with that. She wanted to believe that meant he wasn't taking things too personally.

But that was it. Once he was actually in her ass, he started pounding away like this was a porno, sending shockwaves of pain shooting through her jiggling hips, down her legs and up her spine, worsened by how the ropes kept her bounding back into him with every brutal, unrelenting thrust. Her eyes snapped shut, teeth going from clenching to grinding as she tried to stifle those cries that wanted out so badly.

But it was too much. She'd be able to take pride in the fact that she wasn't breaking down like she was on the wrong end of a ryona match-up, but there was no staying quiet, either. And this time, there would be no adjusting to his size. There would be no escape. The one and only thing she could do was take it.

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Austin was now pounding Angelica's asshole at a solid pace, the SLAP-SLAP-SLAP of the Romanian's sculpted cheeks smacking Austin's hips resounding throughout the gym around them. His opponent's cries--half moans--were music to Austin's ears, too. He wasn't a cruel or sadistic person, of course, but winning always felt good; that's why you compete in the first place, after all. Still, Austin thought as he appreciated the view (AKA Angelica's bubble-butt widened by his manhood every time he moved his hips forward), maybe I should've filmed this sparring match. It couldn't hurt rewatching it occasionally as tape like sports guys do with previous games of theirs. Another "Ahh!" escaped Angelica's lips as Austin slammed another thrust inside her; he felt her body jump in his hands gripping the woman's hips. Or I could watch it frequently, come to think of it...

Austin glanced left and saw himself in a mirror spanning across the wall of the gym nearby. He was a little red in the face, and his body was shining with a thin layer of sweat all over him, but Angelica wasn't pristine now either. Austin could see her face was red now too, and her tits bounced rhythmically in her top as her entire body bounced back and forth between Austin and the rope supporting--and restraining--her torso. Her face seemed to be somewhat red too, and the emotion displayed...

It was hard to tell since the mirror was somewhat far away, but Angelica's face seemed to have the same emotions Austin felt when the Romanian girl had split his legs wide open and milked him while he just lay there, helpless and in pain. Was it...panic?

"Not so talkative now, are we Angie? Consider this payback for that hold earlier," Austin teased, though without any maliciousness in his voice (he hoped). He of course believed in good sportsmanship--passions ran high in hentai matches, but they were still about sexual dominance and competition instead of merely forcefully fucking someone--but if an opponent was talking trash, then he was always happy to talk trash right back. It was part of the fun, after all! If you didn't want your opponent to taunt you while they fucked you, well then maybe you aren't cut out for LAW.

Angelica was a LAW veteran, though, so Austin had no worries when responding to her trash talk. He never slowed down his thrusts as he spoke, either: "If you wanted to just--" SLAP-SLAP-SLAP "--get railed in the ring--" SLAP-SLAP "--you could've just asked!" SLAP-SLAP "Truth be told--" SLAP-SLAP "--I don't do anal too often--" SLAP-SLAP "--but for you, I can make an exception--" SLAP-SLAP-SLAP "--because your split-hold--" SLAP-SLAP "--was a pain" SLAP "in MY ass!" SLAP-SMACK! Austin gave Angelica's ass a sudden spank to punctuate the end of his sentence, and a red mark in the shape of his hand soon glowed on the blonde's right cheek. Austin was in control here, and he wanted Angelica to stew in the fact she couldn't do anything about it. Judging by the way her body jolted a little every time he thrust inside her, and from the half-moans, half-yelps his shaft was forcing out of her mouth, Austin concluded Angelica was probably unhappy with her current predicament. Ha! Austin laughed internally. PreDICKament! He would keep that joke to himself, though. There was no need to ruin the moment.

Austin could feel his finish welling within him, so he decided it was time to score his first point. If Angelica wanted to beat him, he refused to lose 2 to 0. Play it smart, Austin told himself. Score when you can, don't get cocky and try to do something that gives her an opening. Otherwise, it could very well be YOU on that rope. Austin slowed his pace, trading speed for power. Angelica's tight hole felt amazing around his member, tight and well-lubed at this point, so Austin knew he only needed a few more seconds. After slamming hard and deep into Angelica's ass three or four more times, he kept his cock fully buried inside his opponent on the last thrust, utilizing his grip on the Romanian's hips to ensure she didn't bounce away.

Then, Austin came. He released his load as deep inside Angelica as he could, his cock pumping shot after shot in the bombshell blonde's insides while Austin held her ass pressed tight against his hips to make certain none of his seed escaped. With Angelica's asshole wrapped around his shaft with the perfect ratio of tightness and softness, Austin couldn't help but moan "Ahh!...Ahh!...Ahh!" each time his cock spasmed with another burst of cum inside Angelica. Finally, though, the euphoria began receding as Austin's climax ended, and he slowly pulled his now-soft cock out of Angelica. As the tip of his penis exited, Austin's cum quickly followed, oozing down from Angelica's now red and widened asshole before dripping onto the mat.

Austin spanked Angelica's ass once more, then stood up. "Ding ding, one point for me! Great ass, by the way." Austin's briefs had been around his ankles the entire time, but now he finally kicked them off entirely. He glanced at Angelica, still restrained by the rope. Yeah, I've got a moment, he thought. He turned his back on the woman and picked his briefs up before using them to wipe his cock off. How do I want to win? Austin pondered while he cleaned himself. Full-nelson hold and cum inside her pussy? Nah, that's not really a signature way to win...wait a minute, 'signature'... Then it hit him: Go for the head! Austin laughed to himself, then tossed his briefs to the corner of the ring, out of the way.

"Hope you enjoyed the break, Angie," Austin teased as he began turning back around to face his opponent. "For my final point, I think I'll--" Austin cut off as he finished turning towards Angelica--he never finished his sentence. All he saw was a blur...

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How the tables have turned. Austin must've been reaming her minutes on end. Her mind as wracked from the painal as it was, she couldn't keep track of time that well, but it sure as shit felt like an eternity, and it was starting to make a mess of her. Whatever sound she'd managed to hold back simply welled up in her eyes and started running down her cheeks in the form of tears, ruining her makeup.

His spanking tore something out of throat that was in the midpoint between a cry and a growl. If she wasn't the one taking this, she probably would've found that line about being a pain in his ass funny. But in her current predicament, she just couldn't wait for him to cum already. It's like he was keeping himself going for the love of the game.

What, was that what this was? Was he just waiting on somebody to click the "CUM!" button or something?

Angelica couldn't decide which was worse: The wild rutting? Or what he switched to: A slower pace that brought deeper, harder thrusts that were threatening to split her apart on the inside. And then she felt that telltale throbbing, and THANK FUCK!

She stiffened and bristled, a long groan dragging its way out of her throat and through clenched teeth as Austin finally, FINALLY! Filled her asshole. To full and ready to overflow when he removed himself. The one time during that entire experience where she was glad that he took his time, lest he bring her insides out with him.

The Romanian vampiress fell to her knees, her ordeal drawing heavy breaths. And reaffirming her sympathy for those ladies in porn who had been tasked with taking third legs or duos up there.

"Ding ding, one point for me! Great ass, by the way." He gave it another spank and got up. She so badly wanted to say something, or at least flip him the bird, but she couldn't. Not while she was still caught in these ropes. If he gets in there again, he really might break her.

She looked over her shoulder to see what he was doing, and...this guy's turned his back on her. Son of a bitch. He thinks he's won this!

There were only precious seconds for her to get herself free. She made every single one count while he was laughing to himself. No way was she going to be turned into a simple fucktoy in a damned sparring match. As quickly and quietly as she could, she pulled her arms from their restraints. It wasn't the most thorough job, being more of a means to make immediate control of her a simpler task. He needed to be there, acting.

And now that he isn't...

Turn around. Turn. Around.

Angelica stood ready. Knees slightly bent, keeping herself low for what was coming next. She considered turning herself into a missile, launching herself head-first into his gut. But she didn't trust her legs to propel her as much as she would've needed them to. And then for him to take the hit and just bound back into the ropes? Not a good plan.

The one she was about to enact would have a little more surefire oomph, but she had to prepare herself, mentally.

"Hope you enjoyed the break, Angie. For my final point, I think I'll--"

Her hands snapped towards either side of his head, taking a firm grip as she

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took a deep breath, hopped, split her legs, and crushed his jaw against her skull. And her bare, sensitive ass into the mat. She'd loudly profane...

"LA DRACU!"

The impact sent a fucking Kamehameha wave of pure agony shooting right up her spine, but she gritted her teeth and sprung back up onto her feet, knowing by now that the Midnight Panther was just going to fall back into the ropes for another offensive. She took off into the opposite ropes and charged, the adrenaline being the only thing keeping her from limping.

Translation

"La dracu!" -- "Fuck!"

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Pain shot through Austin's entire head as his chin slammed down onto Angelica's skull--or, he would have felt pain, except the attack completely stunned him. Austin managed to avoid blacking out for a full KO, but his body launched backwards across the ring like he had just received a full Stone Cold Stunner. He landed against the ropes on the far side of the ring, his arms catching on the top rope and preventing Austin from slumping to the mat entirely.

Jesus CHRIST, that hurt like hell... Austin thought as the world swirled around him as shocking speeds. His knees had buckled when he landed, his weight supported solely by the rope running under his arms and pressed against his back, but Austin quickly found himself able to put weight on his legs fairly quickly.

He straightened up a little, but otherwise remained in the same position he had landed in. He then glanced upwards, just in time to see a blur in the vague form of Angelica rapidly approaching Austin from the opposite side of the ring. His body directly faced straight towards Angelica, but his arms were still hung on the ropes to the side. Austin tried to move, to react someway--ANYthing!--but his body refused to respond in the slightest. There was no dodging the inbound pain train.

Oh you've gotta be fucking KIDDING M-

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BOOM!

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right to his face. Angelica had expected to have to duck under a lariat first, but she'd take this. She jumped halfway into a backflip, an adjustment for the ropes that turned what was normally a missile projectile knee into a vicious uppercut, with some extra mustard behind it. Partially to make a message of this: She was not some jobber that he could get all loosey-goosey with. But mostly because of the pounding he'd just laid into her. It took his toll on her legs and lower back; she felt the need to put more into it just to bring the force up to normal.

She hit the ropes perfectly, with her back lined right up, and bounced off like they were a trampoline, straight back. She turned in midair, landing on the mat on her hands and knees.

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WHAM!

Austin's vision cut to black for a full second as Angelica's knee collided with his face. He had no memory of his knees buckling or his body falling; all he remembered was that he had been leaning on the top rope a moment ago, and now he was on his ass with his back leaning on the bottom rope and his arms hooked over either side once more.

A dazed groan of "Ugghhhhhhh........" spilled from Austin's lips as he sat there, dazed and limp. His vision was blurred, and the room was now spinning faster than ever around him. Austin tried to think, but he was incapable of forming any coherent thoughts.

Even through the pain and dizziness and exhaustion, Austin could still make out the shape of a serious problem: Angelica Lazarescu, standing tall on the other side of the ring, apparently fully recovered from Austin's earlier onslaught.

Although Austin couldn't think straight, he did know one thing for certain: he was in trouble now...

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You're fucking right, he is.

Angelica ran towards the ropes, grabbing onto those on top as she leapt over, turning so she'd land right behind him on the apron. She crouched down and worked quickly, using the ropes to tie his arms, just as he'd done to her.

Once that was done and her brain was telling her that it was okay for her to relax a little, the pain started reasserting its presence, slowing her as she stood and voicing a sound argument to put the agility on the shelf for now. She climbed through the ropes on the way back in, having a noticeable limp as she walked into his view.

"You're lucky there aren't any strap-ons here. Otherwise, I'd be getting medieval on your ass."

She bent down, unlaced one of her boots, and slipped it off, eying his cock with a mischievous design. "Alright, soldier." She gave it a couple taps on the underside, then lifted it up and pressed down. Not enough to hurt, though, using the sole of her foot to stroke it back and forth. "ATTEN-HUN!"