Midnight vs. Sister Chastity - When Doves Cry

[BlackAkuma]

Match Type: Hardstyle Hentai
Victory Conditions: Victory by orgasm, only after scoring a pinfall, submission, or knockout.

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And lo, Sister Chastity did tarry in the place behind the veil, where wrestlers prepare their hearts for battle. And she fell upon her knees in the secret place, and lifted up her voice in prayer. She gave thanks unto the Lord, for He had brought her thus far; and she did beseech the Voice, saying, “Grant unto Thy servant wisdom and strength, that I may stand in the midst of the ungodly and not be moved.”

Now it came to pass that she was alone.

For from the day the Sisterhood came unto LAW, Sister Chastity, Sister Lucia, and Sister Prudence did go forth together, as one body, spreading the word, rebuking the wicked, and bearing witness to the Light. They were as three cords bound together, not easily broken.
But on this night, misfortune did hinder them. For Lucia and Prudence were delayed upon the road, and the adversary had stirred up trouble in the land, and the way was made long.

Yet Chastity was not dismayed, neither did her heart grow faint. For the Voice spake unto her, saying, “Fear not, for I am with thee; be not dismayed, for I am thy God. Thou shalt go into the ring, and thou shalt prevail, though thou goest alone.”

And she rose up from her knees, her face set like flint. She girded herself in faith and righteousness, and walked the path that was before her, rejoicing. And thus did Sister Chastity go forth into the arena, alone in flesh, but not in spirit—for the Lord her God was with her.
And behold, the veil was drawn back, and Sister Chastity came forth.

She descended the ramp with solemn step, and the sound of her psalm was heard behind her—a song of war and sanctification. And the multitudes beheld her coming, and their hearts were divided. For some among them looked upon her with lustful eyes, desiring her form and hungering for the flesh, for their minds were set upon carnal things. Yet others hardened their hearts, and lifted their voices in scorn, for they feared the light she bore, and the Word she preached. Yea, they did cry aloud with boos and jeers, for the Sisterhood was as a thorn in the side of their unholy ways.

But Chastity heeded them not. For her ears were turned toward Heaven, and her heart sought not the approval of man, but of the Lord Most High.

And it came to pass that she entered into the ring, and went unto her corner. There she fell to her knees before the turnbuckle, and clasped her hands in reverence. And she spake not aloud, but within her soul she communed with the Lord, offering a final prayer before the hour of trial.
And she was still, and she was steadfast. For though the battle was near, her faith was nearer still.

Sister Chastity is ready.

[Elphie]

ONE WEEK AGO

“Let me again congratulate for your debut match. Now that some days have passed I could analise the numbers and I can say it was a success. For a wrestler’s first match it had a very good audience and the online reviews were solid.” Madison talked in a business, professional tone but her words were sincere. Her client’s success was her success as a manager, after all, and the blonde thought that given Midnight’s good work with her debut it was only logical that she got good reviews and was well rewarded by it with some crowd love. However, the manager was pretty aware that the world isn’t a logical place sometimes to her complete disgust, so seeing how this time things were going well made her satisfied with her work.

“Thanks. I had my doubts at first but I’m happy with how it went. I have to say it was great from you to find Momoi. She was a great first rival.” Blair Evans, a.k.a. Midnight, took the compliment with grace and modesty and turned it into a compliment to her manager before the blonde spoke again. “Now, we’re here to discuss your match for next week. I have the dossier on your rival right here… Let’s see: Sister Chastity. She’s your size but considerably heavier so you should be careful with that… She’s a nun that partakes in LAW matches involving hentai, pursuing the ‘sinful’ for…”

“E-excuse me, wait. I’m sure you mean this is some sort of character she plays when in the ring, right?” Midnight interrupted with a puzzled look on her face, incapable of believing what she was hearing and directly interpreting as some kayfabe thing or just a straight up joke. “No, it’s right here.”, continued Madison as if nothing had happened, pointing at the dossier while reading her notes. “She’s part of a Sisterhood of three, coming to LAW to pursue and punish the ‘sinful’, at least according to her faith. This puts you on their radar, but given how you handled your debut you could take this one on… Chastity is proficient at submissions so this should be a duel of grappling. I’ll send you the remaining details to your mail. Good luck.”

THE CURRENT DAY

Blair Evans - Midnight

Midnight was backstage, already clad in her wrestling attire. Her meeting with her manager made her think about her gear for the night and after some pondering she went for a more modest one that covered her shoulder, which was ironic and almost comical given the fact that the two women would have to try and force an orgasm out of the other. Surely what Chastity had problems with wasn’t with her shoulders when her pussy is so heavily hinted below the flimsy fabric. Giving another look at the screens she looked at her rival’s figure, kneeling in prayer. She couldn’t believe that her rival was a true nun yet, which made her not a presence to compete with but one that would surely judge her for her choices in life. Blair had had more than enough of that, so the thought unsettled her a little.

Thankfully a stagehand made a signal to Blair and Midnight appeared on stage. After her debut her reputation had grown a little and it showed in the crowd’s reaction. The woman calmly walked down the ramp and towards the ring but she took some time to throw a couple winks and blow some kisses to fans holding signs of support. She had to reward her just born fanbase after all. Upon reaching the ring and slipping between the ropes in her now usual sensual manner, almost like a cat stretching out, Midnight gave a look at Chastity, her rival for the night, who was still kneeled and praying. The absurd of the situation left the raven-haired without anything witty, nice or even challenging to say so she just stood there, throwing some glances now and then to the ref, trying to make her start the match as soon as possible and end that awkward situation.

[BlackAkuma]

And it came to pass, as Sister Chastity finished her supplication, that she arose with a heart full of gladness. Yea, verily, her opponent, a woman of great beauty and form, did stir within her a sense of pleasure.

Now, the woman, Midnight, did don the attire of a dominatrix, a mistress of the flesh, and her garb did cling to her body, revealing the fullness of her form. And Sister Chastity did behold her, and her heart was filled with delight.

For she did see in Midnight a worthy adversary, a fitting example to begin her crusade of righteousness. And she did approach her with a soft smile, and stood in the center of the ring, her eyes closed in reverence.

And she did speak, saying, "Midnight, thou art she whom I have come to vanquish. It doth warm my heart to meet thee this evening. I do trust that this shall be an evening of great passion and fervor."

And Sister Chastity did take a step forward, daring to enter into Midnight's personal space, and she did speak again, saying, "Shall we begin with a kiss? For I do find it a fitting way to commence such an affair, a union of flesh and spirit."

[Elphie]

Finally it looked like Chastity was done with her prayers, or the charade of her praying, and got up. Now that she was standing in front of her Blair could have a proper look at her rival. Her attire looked pretty authentic, with some of the staple clothing of a nun but it had a sultry twist that made it way more revealing than anything a nun as Blair knew of them, would wear. Looking at her Midnight couldn’t find a way around this truth: Chastity was a beautiful and sexy woman, having the body of a rival Blair would always love to clash with in a hentai match. If that was so, why was she so taken aback?

Blair wasn’t so sure about how a nun would talk, but when Chastity broke the silence from the center of the ring she had a Shakesperian flair to her which made it difficult for the raven-haired to understand what she was saying, but defining a match as “a night of passion and fervor” wasn’t something a nun would probably do, even less making a challenge to start the match with a kiss. All this made Midnight’s thoughts about her being a true nun race through her mind, surely distracting her from what she should be paying attention to.

Stepping forward to break the small distance Chastity had left between them by invading her personal space, Midnight responded to the nun’s challenge. “Sounds fair, but you better not have any foul play ready… Sister.”, she said while waiting for Chastity to make the first move. A part of Midnight knew that agreeing with Chastity’s terms to the point of addressing her as ‘sister’ was dancing to the tune the woman of god played, but the raven-haired would follow her gut and see where it got her.

[BlackAkuma]

And it came to pass in the stillness of the night, that Sister Chastity, beholding the doubts of the one called Midnight, did curve her lips in a smile, slight and full of hidden knowledge, as though a mystery dwelt within her heart, known to her alone. Verily, she thought it no marvel that suspicion lingered in the mind of this woman, for the band to which Sister Chastity belonged was a shadow within the fold of LAW, distrusted by many, and that distrust was sown by the deeds of their leader, though they be justified in their own reckoning. And lo, Sister Chastity herself appeared as a figure cloaked in enigma.

Then spake she unto Midnight with a voice soft as the evening breeze, saying, “Thou art troubled in spirit, and it is meet that thou shouldst be so; yet, I say unto thee, let thy heart be not disquieted, for there is no need of fear.” And with measured tread, she drew nigh, her eyes steadfast and her smile unwavering, and again she spake, saying, “Be thou at peace. Let not this matter be a storm within thee. Rest now in stillness.”

And Sister Chastity stretched forth her hand, the one encircling the waist of Midnight, and the other seeking the nape of her neck, drawing her close into an embrace of tender affection, so that their forms did cleave one unto the other. Their bosoms pressed and glided together as doth the meeting of gentle waves, and their limbs entwined, joining in a steadfast hold. And behold, their lips…

The lips of Sister Chastity sought those of her counterpart with fervent desire, hungering for a kiss, encompassing them with a fierce and untamed purpose. Her tongue did enter into the mouth of the one before her, and with subtle strength she pressed her backward, yea, even unto the corner, striving with silent intent to hold dominion over her.

[Elphie]

Blair didn’t know what to think about her rival so far. Sister Chastity was a complete mystery to her, and playing into the fiction she was presenting and acknowledging her as ‘sister’ could make the raven-haired fall en entangle in her web, bit Midnight was eager to give her a chance and see where the woman would take this nun play. Chastity’s Shakesperian talk was strange to Blair’s ears and the woman really didn’t know if that was how a woman of God expressed herself. However, there was a pivotal point in this matter and that was how soft and soothing Sister Chastity’s voice was. No matter the words used, there was a force pushing Blair to trust that one, to fully commit herself to that woman. Midnight was speechless as Chastity encircled her with her arms, almost bamboozled while the nun gently grabber her by the nape of the neck.

Then Midnight would be really bamboozled because Chastity did the last thing a woman of God would do when she sealed lips with the raven-haired. Blair let out a gasp of surprise but it was faint since soon enough she was purring in Chastity’s sensual and intense kiss. The irony of that woman calling herself Chastity didn’t escape her mind, their kiss being one full of desire and intensity. Midnight fumbled with her thoughts and movements, purring into the kiss while without knowing she was being handled by her rival and pressed against a corner while her mouth was invaded by Chastity’s tongue. Yes, Midnight was being dominated by her rival but the way she was doing it even made it look like the raven-haired didn’t even realize until it was too late...