L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Now with Ilaria held up right where she wanted her, Akari had earned the opportunity to test out these new gloves of hers as she began to tenderize that fine Italian tummy, hitting the beautiful Italian with a few jabs to the belly. Of course, she wasn't throwing them with a full amount of force packed into them, they were more playful jabs meant to hurt JUST enough in order to damage Ilaria and elicit a couple of savory reactions out of the woman as Akari worked her over in the corner.

Akari's prior statement about the softness of Ilaria's body was very much true. The jabs, even if not at full strength, dug deep into her flesh, each one eliciting a yelp or a pained moan as the Italian hung from the ropes, writhing slightly. In a contest of this sort, she was completely helpless and very much at the complete mercy of her opponent.

Akari's smile of glee widened further as she savored the sweet sounds coming from Ilaria's lips, practicing on her body like a punching bag that was specially crafted just for her, going light and easy on her in a playful fashion but showing her a nice display of her own power. Of course, after Ilaria was nice and tenderized, Akari would back up ever so slightly before lifting her foot up in what seemed like a kick at first. However, she would bring up her foot and push it into Ilaria's head in order to smother her with it, pressing it into her nose, lips, and face.

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Ilaria was completely helpless so far and cursed herself for not going to the gym as it made her a prime target for such attacks... all attacks really. She hoped that in this kind of match it wouldn't happen, truth be told it seemed like a perfect fit for her but the reality decided to cut her back down to size. Then, just as it seemed she would get a break she found herself being smothered with a foot of all things. It wasn't her thing really but who was she to not cooperate and soon enough she would test how tingly exactly was her foe as she stuck out her tongue and started gently running its tip on the sole of Akari's foot.

Akari's face reddened as she cooed, feeling that tingly and ticklish sensation as she shivered, getting lost in the ecstasy of all that bliss and arousal as her taunting foot press turned into a double-edged sword, potentially spelling her downfall as she pulled her foot away, gasping and moaning, almost stumbling over. Her heart starts beating a little faster and she tries to catch Ilaria with a quick straight, but her aim is off and her form is a little sloppy, all this sex and pleasure was doing a number on the woman, more so than she expected. She thought she had gotten better at keeping her head above water, but the Sea Turtle wasn't as cut out for this as she perceived herself to be, Ilaria managing to strike perfectly at the woman's Achilles Heel...almost quite literally in fact. The punch sails forward but whiffs, allowing the Italian a chance at escape...or an even riskier chance at a counter-offensive.

It worked like a charm, even better than Ilaria anticipated as she was almost immediately given room to breathe and if she was lucky, launch an attack of her own. To do that she would slide to the side, getting out of the corner, her back now against the ropes, now remembering what she saw Akiko do sometimes she would jump on the bottom rope and rebound off of it to land on top of Akari in something akin to a lou thesz press followed by a few sloppy punches to the other women's head that at best could be frustrating and not a real danger. Then, given that their niceties were over she would press one of her hands on the sea turtle's throat while her other hand moved to her crotch to have her fingers once more slide down her womanhood.

Akari would be surprised by Ilaria's sudden counter-attack, not anticipating that the Italian beauty had some spunk and fight in her as she whipped up the courage to tackle the Sea Turtle down to the floor and begin raining down a few punches on her face. They stung a little but it was hardly anything worth crying over. The real attack came when Ilaria managed to get her hand on Akari's throat, blocking her airways partially before snaking a hand down to her legs and massaging the area between her thighs, garnering a muffled and slightly choked-up moan from the Sea Turtle.

"You have been a bad girl, you know that?" Ilaria spoke softly as her hand continued to tease Akari. "Now, what should I do with a naughty girl like you, hmmm?" As she spoke she increased the pressure on the sea turtle's neck slightly, relaxing it a moment later and repeating that over and over, letting her opponent just begin to draw breath before denying her of it. "I think I'll keep you just as you are until you are ready to beg me for forgiveness." She said, her hand continuing to pleasure Akari but making sure not to drive her too far, letting her coast on the edge.

Akari squirmed beneath Ilaria's body, it was getting a little hard to resist all the charms and sexual tension that was brewing in the air. She tried to keep herself composed but the lack of air left her on the brink as she was gasping here and there. Pairing this with all the arousal she was feeling between her legs, and Ilaria's now dominant tone, it was playing into the woman's desires nicely as Ilaria had the Sea Turtle wrapped around her finger.

Ilaria would continue to tease Akari for a little while longer, letting her catch just enough breath to stay conscious while pushing her towards the edge, fearful not to get her past it. Then she would stop and look down at the sea turtle, relaxing the hold on her throat, her other hand hanging over her womenhood, almost touching it but not quite. "About ready to apologize and beg, honey?"