The Education of Desdemona Belti - Part 4: Alizeh Midori

[BlackAkuma]

Match Type: Mixed Hardstyle Hentai
Victory Conditions: In order to win, a wrestler must score a pinfall, submission, or knockout, OR force their opponent to orgasm three times. No Disqualifications.

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Alizeh Mirdori.

Dizzy had a match against Alizeh Mirdori.

When she got the text and found out who the opponent would be for her fourth After Dark match, she’d thought for sure it was some kind of typo. Wrestlers like Alizeh were at the top, the tippy top, of LAW’s hierarchy. They fought in blistering, blazing matchups. They wrestled for belts. They were current and future champions. They were the people LAW put on their merchandise, they signed the big deals, they had the huge fanbases.

You did not see them participating in stuff like what Dizzy had been getting up to with her After Dark matches. Nothing against Yutani Oshima or Viper Weiss. They were top-notch wrestlers in their own rights, and she hadn't stood a chance against them. But they didn’t have the history in LAW that Alizeh brought to the table. Here she was, a Young Lioness with not a lick of high-level experience, taking on one of the best her business had to offer.

It was crazy. Crazier still because, apparently, Alizeh had asked to wrestle her specifically.

That little tidbit baked Dizzy’s noodle the most, and she was still pondering it even now, as she paced about the ring, driving the referee crazy with her constant movement and muttering. She was in one of LAW’s private backstage rings, and everything was setup for all the kinky fun - the ring, set up in the middle of what appeared to be a large bedroom, with a fluffy pink floor, a plush queen-sized bed, and all the toys they could want decorating the walls. It was all she could’ve asked for, but she was too far in her own head to pay it much mind.

Maybe she was looking for an easy win? But that didn’t make sense, her record was already quite solid, from what Dizzy remembered. Her mother had made her watch a few of Alizeh’s matches, and she’d won those handily. They weren’t even in the same weight class, so beating someone like her wouldn’t be much of a feather in her cap.

It just didn’t make sense. But she supposed she would have all the time in the world to ask Alizeh when she arrived. For now, she did her best to keep calm and went into her stretching routine, figuring she might as well stay limber.

Dizzy…ready for action?

[Bare]

Alizeh hummed softly in preparation as she got herself ready for her match tonight. It was against one Desdemona Belti, better known as Dizzy to most. A young lioness prospect that Alizeh has had an eye on for a long time. In general she did a lot of work with the lionesses. Running the occasional training class and always keeping an eye on who got paired with what mentors and their matches.

Dizzy though was one of the ones that Alizeh kept particular attention on due to similarities to herself. Both were second generation wrestlers and Dizzy displayed a lot of the overconfidence and playful nature that Alizeh had when she first started out in a more serious capacity. Though for as many similarities there were as many differences. Namely in how they actually handled competition.

Dizzy for both her size and lack of overall knowledge and experience seemed to struggle in standard matches while Alizeh was a natural from the start. However that was until Alizeh saw Dizzy in a hentai match and the girl showed an immense difference in capability which made her curious as to why she wasn't competing in them more often which as she had been told was due to Dizzy's mother which was a crying shame as far as Alizeh was concerned.

Either way it made her interested in a match with the girl and once she heard of the After Dark matches she was doing to have hentai bouts without her mother's knowledge Alizeh was quick to ask for such a bout, but one with special rules. Alizeh was an immense prospect as far as standard and traditional bouts went, she was strong, fast, knowledgeable and had a wide arsenal of moves, but she struggled more in hentai matches since she tended to get.. caught up in things.

Dizzy however was almost a total inverse of her, struggling in standard matches while seemingly being a hentai wunderkind. So this felt like a way to put the two on equal footing with each other. Nodding to herself as she felt prepared Alizeh would turn and walk down the halls and push open the door to the backroom they would be competing in. No traditional entrance for herself given the circumstances but that was fine. Looking around at the set up Alizeh would whistle, both out of being impressed as well as to let her foe know she was here.

Speaking of, as Alizeh looked to the ring she would smirk softly as she approached and hopped onto the apron. "Hey there, nice to finally meet ya Dizzy." Alizeh said with a wink towards the girl before stepping through the ropes and into he ring proper, approaching her opponent and holding her hand out to her. "Hope you're ready for this." She said in a friendly voice while waiting to see how she responded.

Spoiler

[BlackAkuma]

Dizzy finally allowed herself to exhale when Alizeh came through the door. The green hair, the bounce in her step, that outfit, the athletic body - yeah, that was the Emerald Storm, no doubting it, so this wasn’t a dream or a mass hallucination. She was really about to lock horns with one of the biggest names in the company. Sheeeesh.

She did her best to keep her nerves in check as the woman entered the ring and came her way, even extending her hand for a shake. Almost like they were equals and Dizzy wasn’t totally outclassed.

”Uh…yeah. Nice to meet you, too.” She stared at the hand momentarily, unsure, before she finally mustered enough courage to accept it. ”And sure, I’m ready. I guess.”

Dizzy stepped back, scratching her head, and almost slid into grappling stance. Before she did, though, curiosity got the better of her. ”I’m sorry, I’m not trying to stall, but I gotta ask - why’d you want to wrestle me, exactly?” She looked from side to side, almost as if she expected some surprise camera crew to come out of the woodwork. ”You know I’m new, right? Are you sure you’re not mixing me up with my Mom?”

If so, she would be the first person in history to ever do so, but this scenario would at least make some sense.

[Bare]

Making her rather bare bones entrance for this bout Alizeh would enter the ring smoothly and approach Dizzy quickly, offering a hand towards the younger girl as a sign of respect before their match.

Though when it took Dizzy a moment to accept Alizeh would raise a brow, not thinking she'd be a disrespectful or particularly hellish type, but looking a bit closer at her foe's face Alizeh could tell that she just seemed nervous which was much more understandable.

Besides she eventually accepted making Alizeh smile softly in response. "Great! I'm excited to see how you do today." Alizeh said with a grin backing up and placing her hands up in preparation, only for Dizzy to pause things and ask her something.

Tilting her head to the side Alizeh would hum as Dizzy asked her why she wanted to wrestle her. "Nah kinda hard to to do that." Alizeh said first in response to Dizzy asking if she confused the girl with her mother.

"But I do think we're a little similar. Second generation wrestlers and all that, plus I've seen you in hentai bouts and you're honestly amazing, even if you're not as good in standard bouts. Meanwhile I'm pretty great at standard stuff, but about average in Hentai, so this seemed like a way to really test you and see how you do when a match is made to be equal for you." Alizeh explained hoping it was sufficient for the younger girl.

[BlackAkuma]

Dizzy listened to Alizeh speak as she stroked her chin, trying to take it all in and make sense of the situation. From what she knew of the woman, she was a decent person, and wasn’t the type to pad her win count with an easy victory, but you never knew. Sometimes wrestlers changed, or maybe they were jerks all along and people didn’t notice.

That didn’t seem to be the case, here, though. In fact, Dizzy was surprised to see that Alizeh had been keeping tabs on her, and even seemed to be something of a fan. She was giving her a lot of credit, more than she would even give herself.

But okay. It seemed weird, but she needed to trust herself. More than that, she needed to trust Alix - she wouldn’t have put her in this situation without faith in her abilities. She needed to believe in herself.

”Test. Right.” She nodded, took a deep breath, and squared up, slipping into her grappling stance. ”All right, then, andiamo. Let’s do this.”

If she was going to do this, she was going to do this right, and that meant throwing subtlety out of the window - if she had any chance of winning this, she needed to make it about sex. As soon as the referee gave the signal, Dizzy rushed in, leaped at Alizeh with arms open, and attempted to embrace the woman like a long-lost lover, wrapping her arms around her neck and pulling her in for a wild kiss without a single warning.

[Bare]

Thankfully it seemed that Alizeh's explanation worked to satisfy Dizzy, answering her questions as well as bolstering her confidence a bit which would no doubt lead to this match being much more fun than if she wasn't as confident in this.

"That's the way... let's do this." Alizeh said confidently, raising her fists up in preparation, but before she could do anything Dizzy would close the distance between them, her lithe body cutting the distance between them before she could realize, jumping up and flinging her arms around her neck and kissing the green haired girl full on the lips!

"Mmph!" Alizeh cried out in surprise before snapping into focus. This was a dual hentai and standard bout, and that's the way Alizeh wanted it but she could certainly respond in kind. Reaching down and grabbing Dizzy's ass Alizeh would lift her up, wrapping the girl's legs around her waist as she pushed her tongue into the woman's mouth while squeezing her rear end aggressively.

[BlackAkuma]

Hard as it might be to believe, Dizzy did have a strategy for taking down Alizeh. Maybe it wasn’t the best one, but it was something.

The way she figured, her best chance - her only chance - was to bring the fight to her, right away, and try to make this as much about sex as possible. Engage her. Arouse her. Make her forget that pinfalls and submissions were even an option, so by the time Dizzy had gotten three orgasms out of her, it was already too late.

It was a desperate ploy, she knew. But, to her credit, the opening ploy worked out well enough, as Alizeh didn't push her off when she came rushing in, instead embracing and indulging her. She let out a long, lustful moan as her ass was grabbed and she was pulled into place, her tiny body sticking to the middleweight like a limpet. With her limber legs wrapped tight around Alizeh’s waist, she began to gyrate, rubbing against the bigger woman’s lap with increasing insistence.

All the while, her kisses grew quicker and more frenzied, only taking the smallest breaths before she dove back in.

[Bare]

Dizzy was certainly living up to the hype and rumors that Alizeh associated with her. Out the gate this was without a doubt the most intense, feverish and sloppiest make out session Alizeh had ever been in and she almost didn't want it to end. Especially as Dizzy's legs snapped up and around the green haired woman's waist, squeezing against her waist while grinding her groin into her own.

It was almost enough to make Alizeh give in and see where this went. Almost. Instead Alizeh would walk rather casually with Dizzy in hand until they were at the ropes, at which point Alizeh would lean forward, pressing her opponent's back against the top rope, her hands traveling up the woman's sides to her modest chest and pushing down while squeezing through her top, aiming to forcefully separate the kiss while also trying to bend Dizzy's spine over the top rope!

[BlackAkuma]

Well, it was working so far.

At least, it wasn’t not working. Dizzy’s whole goal was to throw Alizeh off her game from the start and make this more about fucking than fighting, and to her great delight, her opponent seemed to be going along with it. She let out a happy squeal as the Emerald Storm reciprocated, egging her on to push deeper, grind harder, kiss longer, tasting more and more. She wasn’t even bothered when her opponent lifted her up and started marching forward, not seeing it as a big threat.

She was shocked - and saddened - when Alizeh abruptly ending the kiss, pulling her and forcing her over the top rope. The hands on her chest were a decent replacement, but even so, she missed those lips. ”Come on, it was getting good!”

Okay, fine, change of plans. Since her legs weren’t nearly strong enough to do a good bodyscissors - especially on a set of abs like that - Dizzy unwrapped them, pulled back, shot her legs straight out and attempted to drive her heels into Alizeh’s chest, looking to knock her back. At the same time, the impact would send her flipping away, and she’d come down to land on the ring apron, holding onto the top rope for dear life.

[Bare]

If Alizeh had to describe Dizzy in one word based off her sole interaction with her so far in this match it would have to be... intoxicating. The presence of her lips, the way her lithe body moved and jerked against Alizeh's own, it was all the little things that mattered in big ways being done oh so well.

It was why Alizeh recognized the imminent danger she was in by allowing her to do whatever she wanted.Which was then why the green haired girl would make a beeline for the ropes, using them to push Dizzy down and over the ropes to force the kiss off while also bending her opponent's back in the process.

Dizzy thought was more clever than Alizeh thinks she gave herself credit for. In order to pull away from such a dangerous position for herself the little nymph would pull her legs in and then shoot them out right into Alizeh's gut pushing her back pretty heavily in the process!

"Ngh!" Alizeh groaned out in pain as she was forced backwards, actually forced into a roll from the kick! Popping up to her feet with a wince Alizeh would focus in on Dizzy as she fell to the outside apron.

Smirking at this Alizeh would stand up fully, holding her stomach and gesturing with her hand for Dizzy to get up. Once she was nearly in a vertical base then Alizeh would rush forward, trying to throw her arm out as she neared to try and slam herself into Dizzy's body to bring the smaller girl down to the floor!