Moona Hoshinova vs Ishtar - Heel v Heel

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Hentai Match: Win via pinfall or submission after a climax

Moona appeared on the ramp with a smile on her face. She had done some research on her opponent and felt that they were a lot alike. This was her chance to show LAW that wasn't just another cocky heel. She was better than the rest of them. She could back her words up, and she was going to tonight.

She made her way to the ring, her mind racing as she began planning out the match in her head, her tits bouncing as she walked in her tight lace bra. She climbed into the ring and stood in her corner, waiting for her opponent to show herself.

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Stepping out onto the ramp, Ishtar flashed a confident smirk at Moona. Her red locks cascaded down her back as she strutted to the ring, each step exuding an air of superiority. The shimmering gold of her attire caught the arena lights, highlighting her voluptuous figure showcased by the skin-tight leotard hugging her curves.

Reaching the ring, Ishtar turned to face Moona, folding her arms across her ample chest. "Oh look, another wannabe thinking they can take me down," Ishtar mocked, rolling her red eyes. She descended into the ring, her movement fluid and predatory. As she stood opposite Moona, Ishtar leaned in close, her breath hot against the other wrestler's ear. "Bring it on, doll. I promise you won't regret challenging me tonight." With a smirk, Ishtar backed away, circling Moona as she waited for the bell to ring, eager to prove her dominance in the ring tonight.

[EgoEnjoyer]

Moona chuckled at her opponent. "Oh, so confident. But I'm sure you'll regret this~" She watched Ishtar closely as she circled her, ready to spring into action as soon as the match began. And once she heard the bell ring that's exactly what she did.

Moona lunged forward, dashing toward her opponent. But just before she reached Ishtar she would duck down, anticipating a counterattack and dive at her legs, aiming to bring her down to the mat. Against an opponent like herself, she knew she wouldn't be able to get inside her head, so she didn't bother to mince words, deciding to take her down the old fashioned way.

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Seeing Moona charge forward, Ishtar smirked in anticipation. She'd faced aggressive opponents before, and knew just how to handle them. Just as Moona ducked low, attempting to catch Ishtar off guard, the Goddess saw her opening. With lightning-fast reflexes, Ishtar struck, her knee lashing out and striking Moona's face.

[EgoEnjoyer]

"Uagh!" Moona's smile quickly faded as she was struck hard in the face by her opponent's knee, sending her reeling and making her fall back on her butt. "Ugh... lucky shot bitch!" She looked up at Ishtar and held her face with one hand in an attempt to ease the pain. Moona would try to get back to her feet and create some distance between them if Ishtar didn't capitalize on this position.

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As Moona struggled to regain her footing, Ishtar stood tall, admiring the slight bruise already forming on Moona's cheek from the knee strike. "Lucky? Hardly," Ishtar sneered, circling closer, keeping Moona off balance. "You're the one who underestimated me."

Ishtar paused just out of Moona's reach, her red eyes flashing with anticipation. She knew she held the upper hand, but it was too easy just yet. With a flick of her wrist, Ishtar's gloved hand snapped out, aiming for Moona's midsection. A sharp chop promised to sting and draw attention to her toned abs. "Let's see how 'lucky' you are when I make you grovel."

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Moona watched carefully as Ishtar approached her. She was about to strike when she suddenly felt a sharp stinging pain in her abdomen. "Aaagh!" She took a step back and clutched her midsection while glaring at her opponent. "Cocky bitch... keep talking like that and see what happens!"

Moona balled her hand that covered her abs into a fist and sprang forward without warning, aiming to bury it in the cocky seductress' stomach.

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Moona's fist flew toward Ishtar's midsection with a snarl, but the Goddess was prepared. In a fluid motion, Ishtar sidestepped the attack, using Moona's momentum against her. As Moona stumbled past, Ishtar seized the opportunity, hooking her arm around Moona's throat from behind.

"Impatient little thing, aren't you?" Ishtar purred, applying gentle pressure to make Moona's breathing labored. "But I suppose I should reward aggression..."

Ishtar tightened her grip, cutting off Moona's airflow. Her other hand reached down to grope Moona's generous breast, squeezing the soft flesh cruelly. "Looks like this one belongs to me now..." The Goddess licked her lips, savoring the power trip as Moona struggled.

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Moona coughed as her her throat was unexpectedly squeezed. "Ack! You bitch... w-when I get out of this... you'll be s-sorry!" Moona struggled against her opponent as she tried desperately to free herself, clawing at Ishtar's arm and trying to pry it off.

Upon feeling her breast getting groped Moona was caught off guard yet again, unable to hold back a moan as Ishtar kneaded her delicate flesh between her fingers. "Aaahh~ Let go!" Frustrated and running out of options, Moona started throwing her elbows back into her opponent's ribs, resorting to her strength in an attempt to force her off.

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"Mmm, such sweet noises coming from you," Ishtar cooed, relishing in Moona's helpless state. Moona's futile struggles only amused her more, as Ishtar increased the pressure around Moona's throat. The Goddess' gloved fingers dug deeper into Moona's sensitive breast, twisting and pinching the nipple cruelly.

Ishtar's other arm wrapped tightly around Moona's waist, securing her opponent firmly in her grasp. Moona's elbow thrusts against Ishtar's ribs were ineffective, failing to dislodge the Goddess who held her in an iron grip.

As Moona's throat constricted, Ishtar leaned in close, her warm breath tickling Moona's ear. "Sorry isn't going to save you, doll. Submission is your only hope." Ishtar's grip tightened further, squeezing Moona's throat mercilessly and lifting her off her feet as she continued. The Goddess' sole intention was to sap her energy in order to break her opponent's spirit until they begged for mercy, and she wouldn't stop until she achieved total domination.