L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Kim fought angrily through the pain and humiliation, suddenly aware how dangerously, open, her outfit was, and how much of a debaucherous show she was putting on.

Then she felt fabric begin to tear and break, and suddenly she knew, the strange rule changes for this LAW match, they'd planned for this, and sabotaged her wardrobe. The many really had been too good to be true, but it wasn't worth this. Her hands fought through pain to try and grab at her chest, but Ivan was pulling her back roughly, he was too damn strong.

"Don't you dare, don't you very well dare, please, don't shame me like this!"

She cried out, her voice louder than before. Her outfit snapped and she screamed in outrage as her naked chest was revealed to the crowd, to a resounding cheer.

"Have you no decency! Look away you foul wretches!"

She shouted at the crowd, but it made little impact, cameras flashed and jaws opened, eying her ample chest.

Ivan paused mid-pump as he heard the telltale sound of fabric giving way. His eyes widened with genuine surprise and delight as Kim's bra gave out completely, leaving her heavy breasts free and bouncing wildly with each motion he made.

"Aww fuck yeah!" Ivan couldn't help the genuine excitement that escaped his lips. The crowd went absolutely feral—their cheers thunderous, phones flashing constantly as everyone got a perfect shot of her exposed chest. "Look at that!" A wardrobe malfunction in the middle of a Standard Match. A surprise but a welcome one.

He immediately resumed his pumping motion, more enthusiastically now. Each time he cranked her torso, her breasts swayed beautifully, nipples on full display for the thousands of spectators and countless viewers around the world. The way they bounced and jiggled was mesmerizing, and utterly humiliating for poor Kim.

He could feel her struggling weakly beneath him, her hands reaching back uselessly, but there was nothing she could do. Nothing except endure while he milked every ounce of humiliating second of her exposure, tap out or when he decides to go for a next move.

Kim cried out in horror through gritted teeth, the overwhelming shame damaging her pride.

"Please, no, I submit.. my body is exposed and my strength gone. You shall have today, but know your crime will not go unpunished"

She spat full of venom and spite, her eyes avoiding looking upon the crowd cheering her shame, her indignity. The referee signalled her defeat, and she slumped to the floor, clutching the torn fabric to her chest, too little to late. Her look spoke volumes of anger as she threw daggers at Ivan, the wretch her made her match a debaucherous show, and forever sullied her image, it would be a long time before she forgot his face.

Ding Ding Ding

Ivan released the hold, standing up straight as the ref declared his victory. The crowd roared in mixed reactions—most in approval of his actions, some in appreciation of the show they'd just witnessed and plenty of boos from his heelish act. He didn't care about the last part, he already won. He raised his arms above his head, basking in his victory.

"Yeah!!!" He called out to the cheering throng.

His eyes, however, lingered on Kim as she slouched on the mat below. Without her bra, she's reduced to covering herself up with her arms as she tries to get out of the ring with her weakened state.

Her ass looked tantalizing snug in her lingerie and he's appetite for the the night isn't satisfied yet. Approaching her, he grabs her by her hair before attempting to drag her over the ring ropes to bend her over.

Kim lay distraught upon the mat, and watched her opponent calmly ignore the booing of the crowd.

Just as she thought he could do no more, he grabbed her by the hair and bent her over the ropes, her hands still locked over her bare chest.

"Don't you dare.. whatever it is your thinking.. just don't!"

She scowled menacingly, a hidden heat of exhibitionism rising unbidden within her as she tried to push it down.