L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Seeing the soft glow of the glow stick up ahead Bianca would reach out to grab it but just before she could. She would feel Misa's firm grip on her ankle. Being dragged back the sadistic stagehand would strain to reach her goal but with Misa right behind her. She wasn't going to make any progress without first taking care of Misa!

Turning her body towards the surface. Bianca would then attempt to kick Misa off her and if she succeeded. She would once again attempt to pick-up the glow stick.

Misa was by no means physically gifted. She wasn't a wrestler, and she didn't have the same sort of athletic training. Even in her idol days she had needed quite a bit of coaching in dance classes to keep her from tripping over her own ankles, and even that didn't help all that much. But this had flipped the switch in Misa's mind. She knew how important it was for her to make this shot, and she couldn't let it slip through her fingers! With the adrenaline fueling her, she threw her body forward, hoping to take Bianca out of the competition. She felt her hand wrap around her ankle, and Misa's heart pounded harder in her chest. She knew her chance was now.

Alas, though, it wouldn't take. Just as the announcer lunged at Bianca, she counterattacked, throwing a foot back to catch Misa in the stomach. She fell back, letting out a yelp as her hand slipped off Bianca's ankle and she dropped back into the water with a splash. With Misa thus staggered, Bianca was left with a clear shot at the glowstick.

Feeling her kick connect with the announcer. Bianca would go back for the glow stick and with it in hand. She would resurface just in time to see Misa still cough up air from her earlier kick. Triumphantly laughing she would mockingly wave the glow stick in the air. Before she would make a beeline to the closest pool ledge and if the former idol still failed to stop her.

Bianca would score the first point of the game. As she climbed out of the water and took a seat over the pool edge and with a smile. She would wave Misa to come closer so they could begin the real fun of their game.

Just seeing Bianca surface with the glowstick in her hand was enough to let the proverbial air out of Misa. Her eyes widened, and her voice died down to a meek whimper as she stared blankly ahead of her. "N-No..." All of the hope Misa had of escaping once and for all and being able to go on with her life had been shot down the toilet. And she could only imagine what Bianca had lined up for her next.

But it was a second later when Misa realized that in her moment of shock she had forgotten about the rules they'd agreed on. Bianca still needed to return the glowstick to the other end of the pool, and she still had a chance! Misa's heart quickened, and once again she snapped into action, throwing herself back into the water to chase after the stagehand. She was laser-focused on her goal, her arms and legs paddling furiously. Alas, when Misa had been frozen with fear, she was wasting time for herself, and Bianca had a substantial lead, one she would continue into the finish as she reach her goal. Misa froze, bobbing in the water and looking up aghast to see Bianca looking down at her. So close, and yet so far.

But Misa knew she had to answer for what had happened. She gulped, drifting closer to Bianca. Her head was pointed down; she was too afraid to make eye contact. "W-What do you want..?"

Having taken her seat on the edge of the pool. Bianca would slap the empty space next to her with a smile. As an indication where she wanted Misa seated. And while she waited on the former idol she would begin to rub it in. "You know dragging your heels won't make things any easier. If fact, I could make it harder."

Though once Misa had finally settled into her dictated spot. Bianca would lean in with her all to familiar lustful gaze and as she used one of fingers to part some of her wet hair she said. "Misa, I want you to worship me. That will be my first command, so from my legs to my head. I want to feel those lips of yours." As she would suddenly lay down and place her legs against Misa's lap.

The whole while, Misa's head was pointed to the ground. A blush came to her cheeks, and she silently dreaded whatever was coming. She couldn't begin to anticipate what Bianca had planned for her, but either way, she was all too sure she wouldn't enjoy it. So far, this entire day had been testing the limits of how much her pride could take. All that was letting Misa hold out was the hope that she'd be able to go home at the end of it all and forget it ever happened, with no one else the wiser.

Still, there was nothing she could do now to save herself; the inevitable was in motion. Misa lifted herself up from the pool's waters and came to rest on its edge, shivering as she felt the air on her wet and half-naked form. "Uh...d-do ya think I can-" she began, but then shook her head. She knew Bianca wouldn't allow her to change - or, if she did, it'd only make things worse. "Uhh, never mind..." Slowly and painfully, she looked up to meet Bianca's eyes, and she hoped that the terror in her wasn't too obvious.

"W-Worship..? Like...a religion kinda thing, or-?" Misa blinked in confusion. At the same time, she felt, this wasn't so bad. It could be a lot worse. All she would need to do was say some nice things and an "amen" or something, right? That was how it worked? But she soon saw what Bianca really meant as she continued, and as she felt the shapely leg come to rest in her lap. "I...oh. That's what ya mean..." She drew in a gulp. "Weeeell, here goes nothin'..."

Leaning in closer, Misa closed her eyes, lowering her head to Bianca's legs. Her lips gently brushed the edges of her thigh, and she planted a kiss against her skin, glistening with moisture. "L-Like that-?"

Savoring the look of fear etched in Misa's expression. Bianca would lean back as she place her feet on top of Misa's knees and as she struggled to grasp what she had meant about worship. Bianca would end up quitely laughing to herself. Until Misa had finally figured it out and placed her first kiss of many against her thigh.

"Mmm... Yes, just like that. Now why don't you start making your way up here." Bianca replied with a seductive smile. As she curled two of her fingers forward in a come hither gesture. At which point Bianca would get more comfortable by laying her head against her interlaced fingers and watched as Misa went to work. "And don't skip over anything. I would hate to have you do it again" Bianca sarcastically finished.

Misa's eyes narrowed as her cheeks grew more and more red. She would never have imagined she would end up in a situation like this, yet here she was. This was ridiculous. It felt absurd that something like this could ever happen to her - and yet, she could see it unfolding around her, plain as day. Hearing Bianca laugh at her questioning made Misa look off anxiously, biting her lip. But she had to play along for now. It was the only chance she had.

"Mmmf..." Her face still hot with the heat of her blush against Bianca's skin, Misa slowly worked her way up along the stagehand's leg, kissing every inch of her skin she could find on the way there. Her movements were awkward and anxious, and it wasn't hard to tell that she didn't want to be here, but she could only hope she was doing well enough. Crawling forward on all fours, Misa drew closer to Bianca. As she heard the threat about her having to do it again, Misa felt a shiver go down her spine, and for a moment she stalled. But before Bianca could say anything more, she went back to work. No, she told herself, she couldn't let herself slow down. She had to make her way out of this!

It was obvious to anyone that Misa didn't want to play this game or continue her punishment for losing but Bianca didn't care. Misa was exactly the sort of women she enjoyed messing around with and mess around was what they were going to do whether Misa wanted to or not.

Momentarily closing her eyes Bianca would focus on the line of soft kisses Misa left. Coming from her thigh up her stomach past her bellybutton and... Paused? It was short lived but Bianca noticed and would lift an eyelid just in time to see Misa continue her work kissing her cleavage then neck. Where she would finish though before the busty ring announcer could pull away. Bianca would wrap an arm around her neck and keep her on all fours as she stared into Misa's flush features.

"Misa... Are you really gonna have me beg for a kiss?" Bianca asked as she pulled her head so close to Misa's. That the two would end up breathing each others air. With the only thing that separated the two from already kissing being the few centimeters between them.

If Bianca had noticed Misa's pause, the announcer herself - for better or worse - would be none the wiser. With her attention focused on her current predicament, she quickly resumed her path up Bianca's body, planting her lips along her contours and running along her breasts. As she worked her way around her cleavage and up her collarbones, Misa's cheeks flushed redder at the thought of doing something so intimate. This wasn't exactly what she had in mind when she signed to LAW - but then again, Bianca made a coercive argument.

As she continued up Bianca's side, though, the stagehand suddenly changed her tactics, wrapping an arm around Misa's neck and pulling her closer. Their eyes locked, and for a moment that seemed much longer than it actually was, Misa was left staring into her captor's gaze. She could feel her cheeks grow warmer from the blood coming to them. Being looked at this way...Misa knew it was wrong, but deep down, it almost felt good. She wondered what had gotten into her if she was thinking such things, but somehow, this was enticing...

"A...a kiss-?" Misa said, her voice dreamy and her attention only half-focused on what was before her. She was drawn closer still to Bianca, enough for the two women to feel the warmth radiating off of each other's bodies, and her heart beat faster in her chest. Misa was nervous, and she drew in a gulp - but she also knew she couldn't disappoint Bianca. She'd learned that the hard way.

"N-Nah, nah..." she stammered, "I can always just-" Without having the words fully out of her mouth, Misa acted on impulse. She leaned closer to Bianca, kissing her square on the lips!