L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Match Type: NHB, No Disqualification, tag match. Must score pinfall on both opponents to win. Pinned opponents are then tied up in one of the ring corners till the match is over.

Wrestlers: The Green Machine ("The Believer" Neo and "The Unbelievable" Ripley) vs Toxic Pleasure (Ivan Ramirez and Nyarlathotep, Mistress of Evil)

The Green Machine

Neo

Ripley

Neo and Ripley prepared in the locker room for their first tag match in LAW. They were no strangers to tag matches, they had experienced their first one together in college. It hadn't gone well, but they weren't strangers to that either. It was crazy for them to go with a NHB, No Disqualification tag match for the first one, but they enjoyed a good brutal match. They had heard their opponents were a pair of heels who would not go easy on them, but they were used to that. They discussed strategy, mostly avoiding getting trapped in the opponents corner and try to find opportunities for double teams. They soon stripped and put on their ring gear. Neo wore his green trunks and boots. Ripley had her yellow and green top, green trunks, yellow and green boots, along with her yellow headphones. They made their way to the entrance ramp to wait to be announced.

Tonight we have a NO HOLDS BARRED, NO DISQUALIFICATION Tag Team Match. Both Opponents must be pinned or submitted. Once pinned a wrestler is tied up in one of the corners!!!

First we have making their Tag Team Debut!!!

The team made up of 'The Believer' Neo and his partner in life and the ring 'The Unbelievable' Ripley...

THE TAG TEAM....

GREEN MACHINE!!!!

'Green and Yellow' by Lil' Wayne started to play on the speakers as Neo and Ripley made their entrance. The crowd erupted in cheers. They have seen a little of these two wrestlers and they were excited to watch them wrestle together in the ring. Neo and Ripley waved at the crowd as they strutted down the ramp. Ripley blew kisses to them, while Neo flexed. They even stopped to sign a few autographs. Ripley dove under the ropes, while Neo stepped over the middle rope. Neo stood behind Ripley, flexing, as she got to her knees while bending her back, winking at the crowd. They went to opposite corners, climbing them. They pointed to the crowd showing off for them as the crowd cheered. They met back in their corner and discussed who they wanted to start the match as they waited for their opponents to make their entrance.

Toxic Pleasure

Meanwhile in the locker rooms earlier....

Nyarlathothep lets out a guttural moan as Ivan pounds into her, his thick cock stretching her deliciously. She wraps her long, toned legs around his waist, digging her heels into his firm ass cheeks as she pulls him deeper.

"Mmmm...that's it baby," she purrs breathlessly. "Give me that big dick. Fuck me harder!" Her head tilts back against the lockers as he obliges, slamming into her with animalistic abandon. The lewd sounds of their coupling echo through the small space.

She runs her fingers through his sweat-soaked hair, tugging his mouth down to hers in a searing kiss. Their tongues dance obscenely as he continues to rut into her slick heat. Nyarlathothep clenches hard around him, feeling her climax quickly approaching.

Earlier, Nyarlathothep had come across Ivan's wrestling profile earlier, intrigued by the rumors of his sexual prowess and penchant for dominating women in the ring. Wanting to test if he could keep up with her own sadistic appetites, she had arranged this private encounter in the locker room beforehand.

As soon as they were alone together, she made it clear what she expected - that he fuck her thoroughly enough to prove himself worthy of being her tag team partner. And so far, he was more than living up to his reputation. His huge cock felt incredible stretching her and each powerful thrust sent sparks of pleasure radiating through her core.

Nyarlathothep knew she needed to stay focused on the task ahead - winning their upcoming match with Ivan. But right now, she couldn't help but lose herself in the sheer ecstasy of their carnal union. She dug her nails into his back as another intense orgasm crashed over her.

"Fuck yes! Cum inside me," she demanded breathlessly, grinding her hips urgently against his.

Her words seemed to spur Ivan on even further. With a primal growl, he pistoned into her faster and harder until finally burying himself to the hilt and erupting deep within her spasming sex. Nyarlathothep cried out in rapture as jet after jet of his potent cum pumped into her, filling her completely.

Ivan groans deeply as he empties his heavy balls inside Nyarlathotep's quivering cunt. Even as his release subsides, he keeps fucking her through the aftershocks, his thick cock still rock hard and throbbing inside her tight heat.

"Shit..." he mutters under his breath, shaking his head in disbelief. "Why do I always end up with these crazy bitches? First that Yandere, now this freak."

Despite his inner complaints though, Ivan's hips continue to surge forward, stirring up the creamy mixture of their combined fluids inside her. The wet squelch of their fucking grows louder and more obscene with every pump.

Minutes later....

A short while later, Nyarlathothep emerges from the locker room wearing a black and purple latex bodysuit that leaves little to the imagination. Her voluptuous breasts strain against the tight fabric while her round ass and thick thighs are accentuated perfectly. Leather boots complete the dominatrix-inspired look.

She spots Ivan waiting nearby and saunters over with a wicked grin. "I trust our warm-up session was satisfactory?" she asks smugly, running a gloved finger along his jawline. "Because I expect nothing less than your very best out there."

Her eyes flash with sadistic anticipation. "Let's go show those pathetic men and women what real pain feels like." With that, Nyarlathothep turns on her heel and struts towards the entrance ramp, ready to unleash hell on anyone foolish enough to cross her path tonight.

Nyarlathothep steps out onto the stage, her tall boots clicking ominously on the ramp. She pauses at the top, surveying the crowd with a predatory gaze. The lights dim and eerie music fills the air as she begins her slow, purposeful descent to ringside.

Fans boo and hiss at the sight of her, but their jeers only seem to amuse the sadistic wrestler. She blows kisses mockingly, relishing their hatred. At ringside, she climbs atop the apron and leans forward provocatively, making sure everyone gets an eyeful of her cleavage and the tantalizing curves of her body-suit-clad figure.

With a final wink to the audience, Nyarlathothep gracefully slides into the ring. She takes her corner and assumes a fighting stance, cracking her knuckles eagerly as she stares at their opponents. Her eyes gleam with unrestrained bloodlust and perverse excitement for the carnage to come.

Ivan raised a curious eyebrow, looks like she's taking the first bout. He sit on this one for now but doesn't mean he can't do something else in the ring.

Afterall, No DQ rules.

Neo and Ripley watched their opponents enter the arena. They were an intimidating yet sexy duo. They talked about having fun with them after winning. "I like the idea of double teaming that Nyarla," Neo commented. "Yes, but imagine the positions we could put that Ivan in for us," Ripley replied. Their opponents didn't waste anytime and Nyarla entered the ring waiting for the match to start. Ripley and Neo decided to have Ripley start then.

The ref had Ripley and Nyarlathothep meet in the center. He went over the simple rules again and then reminded them to follow the proper tag rules. Ripley chuckled to herself, this was a no disqualification match tag rules would not last long. The ref then signaled for the bell. Ripley stood there and held her hand out for a friendly handshake. "Let's have a nice fun match," Ripley told her with a win. If Nyarla took it, Ripley would send a kick between her legs, right into her pussy.

Nyarlathothep takes hold of Ripley's proffered hand, a devious smile spreading across her lips. Just as Ripley goes to deliver her surprise kick, Nyarlathothep suddenly twists her wrist viciously, using the momentum to yank Ripley off balance. As if she would fall to something so basic and elementary, that's child's play for someone like her.

Before the shocked wrestler can react, Nyarlathothep drives the heel of her boot down onto Ripley's instep.

"I'm afraid you'll have to try much harder than that, girl," Nyarlathothep sneers, "Now let's get this show on the road properly, shall we?"

Without warning, she surges forward to drive a knee directly into Ripley's exposed crotch.

Afterall, it's common courtesy to repay the gesture.

Her opponent took her hand, and Ripley was feeling good about her plan. Then Nyarla twisted her hand, throwing Ripley off balance. She followed that up by stepping on her foot, holding her in place. She finished it all by sending her knee right into Ripley's pussy. Ripley fell to her knees and put her free hand to her crotch. "Wow, going right for a low blow, what a dirty move. Don't worry I will have you kiss it all better later," Ripley told her through heavy breathes as she tried to recover from the attack.

Neo watch the starting encounter. He was already worried he tried to shout encouragement to Ripley, "Come on Ripley, punch her back right in the pussy!" Neo was solely focused on the action in the ring, ready to come to Ripley's aid if needed.

Nyarlathothep throws her head back with a throaty laugh at Ripley's boldness. "Oh honey, you're going to have to do better than that to make me kiss anything of yours," she taunts cruelly.

She grabs a handful of Ripley's hair, wrenching her head back painfully as she looms over her kneeling form. "In fact, why don't you put that pretty little face, like this!"

Grabbing her head, Nyarlathothep brings Ripley's head down to her knee in for a stunning strike.

Ripley's opponent answered her little tease with a stunning knee strike right her face. The knee connected hard with her nose, breaking it. Blood started to flow out of her nose. Ripley stumble back dazed by the attack. She was out of it for a second after the sudden and vicious attack.

Neo watched from their corner, worried about Ripley. He didn't want to step into the ring quite yet, so decided to try a different tactic. "Hey ugly bitch, where did you find your partner, a family reunion?" Not the best insult, he was just hoping to distract her enough for Ripley to recover and try a counter attack.

Seizing her momentary advantage, Nyarlathothep wastes no time capitalizing on Ripley's stunned state. She drops down and grabs the injured wrestler's legs, yanking them apart roughly.

Maintaining her hold, Nyarlathothep grinds the sharp heel of her boot down hard against the cloth covering her opponent's most intimate area.

"Scream for me, you pathetic slut," Nyarlathothep demands sadistically, twisting her foot for extra effect.

Ivan shakes his head in exasperation at Neo's feeble attempt to rile up Nyarlathothep. Clearly this guy is out of his depth. Deciding he needs to take matters into his own hands, Ivan quietly slips out from their corner and crawls under the ring out of sight.

This one's gonna be a surprise later.

Ripley is brought suddenly back to reality by a sharp pain in her pussy. "OH FUCK!!!" she screams in pain. She is trapped on her back, her legs held by her opponent, and the heel of the opponent grinding down right on her crotch. Tears filled Ripley's eyes as she continued to scream in pain.

"Let her go you bimbo," Neo yells from the corner. He is leaning far over the rope. He is completely engrossed by Ripley and Nyarla that he doesn't notice Ivan disappearing or his continued absence. "Get out of there, Ripley!!" He yells, hoping to help encourage her.

Ripley does hear his voice in her predicament and determines to not give up. She will try and see if she can twist her body and hips, and with that her legs. She is hoping that will free them and allow her to crawl to freedom and a tag with Neo.

Nyarlathothep laughs coldly as Ripley writhes in agony beneath her. "That's right, scream for me you little whore," she gloats, pressing her boot down even harder. "I'm going to grind this pretty cunt into pulp and leave you a sobbing wreck."

She reaches down to rip away the flimsy material covering Ripley's most sensitive parts, fully exposing her to the hungry eyes of the crowd. "Let's see how you like this!"

Nyarlathothep digs the pointed toes of her boot between Ripley's swollen lips, rubbing the leather tip against her clit with cruel precision.

Hearing his cries, Nyarlathothep sneers at Neo's feeble intervention, not bothering to acknowledge him. All her focus is on slowly torturing Ripley with the relentless stimulation of her boot.

"Not so easy." she smirks as she feels Ripley trying to twist free. Nyarlathothep adjusts her grip, lifting her lower body off the mat, pinning her upper body flat against the mat. Her heel now free to increase pressure at Ripley's exposed slit.

She increases the pressure of her boot, grinding it in tight circles directly over Ripley's clit. "I think I'll keep you like this, girl. My own personal fucktoy to abuse whenever I please," she taunts sadistically.

Just then, Ivan chooses that precise moment to silently come out from under the ring not far yet at Neo's blindspot, a foldable chair in hand.

Nonchalantly but stealthily approaches the guy before raising the weapon in hand to bash someone's head.