Bed wrestling match: Adora vs. Sailor Amaya
Posted: Tue May 24, 2022 6:25 am
Bed wrestling
5 count full body press pin after an orgasm.
No strikes allowed, bed posts count as rope break.
"And here we go again..."
Amaya whispered softly at her mirror image while she was preparing her wrestling dress for the evening, moving her dress back and forth to make a good impression although it would probably be discarded soon anyway. Despite her nervousness, she was overall optimistic. Not so much about the match, but maybe she could even win some new customers today with a good performance and a display of her skilled massage hands!
Outside, a titantron sparked to life in the apartment wrestling area, giving sight on a fast moving galleon with some aching wood and swinging ropes that rapidly got closer to the screen until it was close enough to see the cannons in a close up version, firing a salvo from said cannons on the viewer while white smoke was clinging to the muzzle of the cannon before it would rise up with a white jolly roger before it was out of sight again.
"Pirates! This was a feared war cry in the Caribbean for a long time. People thought that these times were over. But they were proven wrong…"
A narrative female voice explained with the passion of a gifted story teller.
"One of these new age pirates, Captain Domino Drake, has set sails to conquer the bodies and dreams of gorgeous girls all over the world. One of these girls was the noble girl that is today only known as Sailor Amaya."
The titantron showed the dreamy eyed, tied at the hands and naked except for her shoes and stockings Amaya.
Then the big screen turned dark for a moment before scrolling over a classic Caribbean town of the pirate age.
"Now she has been sent to spy out the girls of the next port her captain intends to pillage! Will her chosen target prove to be a superior foe for the former noble woman and send her home sensually fatigued as a message? Or will the beautiful target end up pinned on the own bed? STAY TUNED TO FIND OUT!"
Amaya was as ready as she probably could be, stepping into the shadow of the door so that her silhouette would be visible and she could step out quickly while she would be introduced to the audience home at the screens as soon as her opponent would arrive.
5 count full body press pin after an orgasm.
No strikes allowed, bed posts count as rope break.
"And here we go again..."
Amaya whispered softly at her mirror image while she was preparing her wrestling dress for the evening, moving her dress back and forth to make a good impression although it would probably be discarded soon anyway. Despite her nervousness, she was overall optimistic. Not so much about the match, but maybe she could even win some new customers today with a good performance and a display of her skilled massage hands!
Outside, a titantron sparked to life in the apartment wrestling area, giving sight on a fast moving galleon with some aching wood and swinging ropes that rapidly got closer to the screen until it was close enough to see the cannons in a close up version, firing a salvo from said cannons on the viewer while white smoke was clinging to the muzzle of the cannon before it would rise up with a white jolly roger before it was out of sight again.
"Pirates! This was a feared war cry in the Caribbean for a long time. People thought that these times were over. But they were proven wrong…"
A narrative female voice explained with the passion of a gifted story teller.
"One of these new age pirates, Captain Domino Drake, has set sails to conquer the bodies and dreams of gorgeous girls all over the world. One of these girls was the noble girl that is today only known as Sailor Amaya."
The titantron showed the dreamy eyed, tied at the hands and naked except for her shoes and stockings Amaya.
Then the big screen turned dark for a moment before scrolling over a classic Caribbean town of the pirate age.
"Now she has been sent to spy out the girls of the next port her captain intends to pillage! Will her chosen target prove to be a superior foe for the former noble woman and send her home sensually fatigued as a message? Or will the beautiful target end up pinned on the own bed? STAY TUNED TO FIND OUT!"
Amaya was as ready as she probably could be, stepping into the shadow of the door so that her silhouette would be visible and she could step out quickly while she would be introduced to the audience home at the screens as soon as her opponent would arrive.
