L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Ironwoman Hentai Match
Venue: A ring inside a cage.
Victory Condition: A wrestler who forces the most orgasms from their opponent by the end of the time limit will be the winner.
Time Limit: 30 minutes
Striking is banned.

After her theme started to play, Rika made her way into the arena and stood on the ramp for a short moment, mostly trying to stay calm while the crowds were cheering on her. She was dressed in a black tank top and skirt with matching color, her hair tied in low twintails style with black ribbons on them. The tanned girl took a breather and sighed before she proceeded towards the ring, waving at the audience shyly every now and then. Rika then pulled the top ropes and entered through the space between the upper ropes, and once she's inside, she went straight to her corner.

She pulled her skirt down afterwards and placed it on the apron of the ring, revealing a black bikini bottom underneath it. No matter how many times she stepped into a match, she kept feeling nervous. At least the crowds' reaction seemed to be getting warmer even though she only kept racking one losses after another. Perhaps that's what they wanted to see from her, although she still intended to put up some fight when she could.

Mmh... let's do this... she thought while looking at the arena's entrance, waiting for her opponent to arrive.

Rika

A hentai match? In a fucking STEEL CAGE? Seriously? No, like...Seriously? Fine...What a waste of her time, Nia's head was filled with thoughts stemming from irritation and infuriation as she had been booked in QUITE the strange match-up on tonight's card. Just who was in charge of her booking status? She'd need to have a stern talk with them following her latest VICTORY. A hentai match inside of a steel cage, with NO striking allowed. Talk about strange...but it didn't matter. No matter the ruleset, no matter the opponent, the So-Cal Superstar will crush all who stand before her.

Nia's Entrance Song

As Nia's theme hit and she stepped out onto the scene, posing and flaunting her body for the crowd, looking all happy and positive despite being absolutely PISSED that THIS was the match she was being dragged into against some bimbo named 'Rika'...not like it was of any consequence to her, she'd humiliate this chick just like the rest of the people she's dealt with. She made her way down the ramp and toward the ring, looking up at the cage which hung above the ring, waiting on both wrestlers to be inside, she scoffed and slipped between the ropes. Once inside, she looked over to her opponent and winked, trying to flirt and fluster her in order to gauge just how 'resilient' this girl would be to mental tactics and the supermodel's "charms".

Nia's Outfit

Rika saw her opponent for the night and gave her a shy nod in response to her wink. She had no idea how Nia truly felt, but at least the girl seemed quite nice. Of course, she knew better than to judge her opponents based on their look, as sometimes, even the nicest looking women could end up being pretty mean. Some people are just that good on hiding their true face, and most of the times she kept falling for those kind of persons.

Once both wrestlers were settled, the cage slowly descending upon the ring, which only made Rika felt more nervous. Not that she's thinking of running away or anything, but these metal bars did add an element of intimidation for her. Once everything was ready, the official called both participants to the center of the ring to explain the rules and such, the formalities. Rather than paying attention to the ref, Rika took the opportunity to do a quick scan on Nia instead, admiring the woman with the darker skin's form as well.

"H-hi... let's have... a good match...?" she greeted her afterwards with a sheepish smile.

Nia surveyed the 'competition'...well, that was only if you could even call the bumbling and timid gal in the opposite corner of the ring competition. She seemed like SUCH a pushover. A sexy, thin, but fairly decent-looking woman that seemed ripe for a squash match. Well, at least she was cute, Nia dreaded being in a match with someone she found detestable. With this 'Rika' woman looking fairly beautiful, the So-Cal supermodel wouldn't have to sully her hands over such an opponent that wasn't to her tastes. In fact, this might work in her favor.

Nia was utterly PISSED that she was dragged out into a match like this under all of these conditions. Hearing the referee drone on and on and on about the 'No Striking' rule felt so painfully redundant and ridiculous. She hated being here, she wanted to just tear away at Rika and put her in her place...but being angry wouldn't get the woman anywhere closer to being satisfied. So instead of bullying the woman until she was senseless and shamed in the ring, Nia was going to take advantage of this match treat herself like this was a personal spa day. This would be like a stress relief session for the dark-skinned woman, a chance to blow off all this steam by seducing Rika and subjecting her to a series of sensual acts.

Once the two were properly face-to-face, she put on the act a little more, smiling as she looked down at Rika. "Hey there yourself beautiful, let's make this a good one." She said, leaning closer and closer, pushing her chest into Rika's. "No need to look so tense, I'll help you ease up real soon~"

Rika twitched a little when Nia got so close to her, even pushing her chest against her. She gulped as she looked up to the taller woman, trying to maintain her composure. She seemed quite flirty, which was a normal kind of opposition in this sort of match.

"Uh-uh... looking forward to it..."

The bell was rang soon enough, and Rika would back away a little so that her opponent wouldn't be all over her in an instant. However, she kept a relatively close distance, so she could try locking up her hands with Nia's and try to push her back. Her opponent might be taller, but she's not that much bigger from her, so Rika felt like a test of strength might not be that bad of an idea to test the water.

Once the bell rang, Nia moved in on Rika without a second thought. While her opponent was hesitating, Nia had never been so sure of herself and her skills before. This would be like a vacation for her, there was no need to go all-out right off the bat...she could just kick back, relax, and enjoy herself. Why spoil this chance? Why not make the most out of it? She was going to make Rika her personal toy and show the woman pleasure like she had never experienced before. She immediately grapples onto Rika, snatching her hands into her own and shoving her back in the Test of Strength, already trying to exert her dominant nature upon the girl as she pushes forward, trying to get her into the corner early.

"Sorry love, but I'd much rather we move things here~" She teased. "I like to start in the corner because...well, you'll see in just a second. All you gotta do...is give in~" She said, leaning her head close so she could whisper right into Rika's ear with her seductive voice in an attempt to enchant the tanned girl with a bit of mental warfare.

"E-eeh..." Rika was a little surprised that Nia seemed to be stronger than what she expected.

She tried to hold her ground, but her opponent was steadily driving her towards the corner despite her effort. The tanned girl was trying to come up with a counter, but as Nia leaned towards her and whispered into her ear, she twitched and paused abruptly, allowing her opponent to make the last push that send her to the corner.

"Ah... no...!" Rika gasped as she felt her back pressed against the turnbuckle. "N-not happening...!" she insisted, while trying to push Nia again, hoping to create an opening for her to get away from the corner.

"Ooo, you've got some fight in you, huh~?" Nia teased, looking at Rika up and down, admiring her assets. She bit her lip lustfully, keeping her trapped between the ropes as she presses her chest against the young, tan-skinned woman's, squishing her between the turnbuckle. Since she was touching the ropes, the referee was calling for Nia to release her, but Nia deliberately pressed forward, shifting her breasts up closer toward Rika's face, prompting the referee to start the disqualification count.

1...2...3...4...

Nia released Rika at the last second, backing away with her hands up, giving the woman another flirtatious wink as she stepped back, swaying her hips in a sensual way to give Rika some eye candy as she let her recover, taunting her. "Gonna stay there all night?" She mockingly asked.

"Urrgg..." Rika only kept getting squished by Nia as she couldn't push her opponent away from her at all.

Feeling the taller girl's breasts mushrooming against hers, then seeing those pair creeping closer towards her face made her blushed a little, although Nia did back away from her once the referee threatening to disqualify her for not complying with the ropes rule. Rika panted slightly, looking a little flustered as Nia winked at her, although she did gaze at the woman's swaying hips as well, until she got taunted.

"O-of course not..." she replied and moved away from the corner, once again circling Nia, with more caution this time.

Now that she knew that her opponent was much stronger physically, Rika thought that she needed to avoid getting caught by her. That didn't leave her with much attacking options, though, so she also felt that she needed to take her chances. She'd try get closer to Nia, and then reach for her arm, aiming to grab it. If she could do that, the the next step for her was to try pulling Nia towards her so she could sling an arm around the back of her neck and trap her in a side headlock.

Nia snickered at her stammer, it was kind of cute, it served for a good laugh and it complimented Rika's skinny and soft figure. She seemed more like a thin, cuddly toy as opposed to a threatening opponent. Maybe her booking agent WASN'T so bad at picking her matches, she was starting to see the silver lining in all of this.

"Good, I absolutely hate it when cuties keep me waiting. It's terrible manners to keep a fine woman such as myself yearning for more~" She said, ushering for Rika to come and get her. Once the tan-skinned woman finally approached, Nia was surprised at the amount of initiative that Rika was showing. She was actually moving toward her, actually TRYING to grapple and wrestle her. She may look timid but at least she's no coward, but it's not like that would do her any favors. In fact, it would only hasten her toward her fate as Nia's little plaything. Nia counters the Side Headlock before Rika can lock it in, grabbing the woman at the wrist and twisting her arm around for an Arm Wrench Takedown, attempting to send her down to the canvas back-first.

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