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!CF: A splashing debut! Haruka vs Ritika

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Nanase Haruka

ritikoed

Ritika:

It has been in the works for a bit but an overseas talent has been making waves in the CF fed. A challenge is thrown, I need to show him a bit of my wild side--I tell my IG fans as the match has been talked about for a while. The challenge is thrown and accepted and the big day dawns. I adjust the straps of my tight one piece snake skin suit that hugs my curves. My toned light brown body appears glazed from a light workout but perky nipples cannot hide my excitement and nerves before any new match. Eerie jungle sounds fill the arena as the ring darkens and I rush past the pervy touches of the wild fans to enter the ring with a spotlight on me. Hands on hips in a power pose I stand tall ..."at 5'6" 120 lbs....the SEXY JUNGLE QUEEN RITIKAAAA" my trademark heroine pose with legs slightly parted. One piece high cut and kneepads and boots give me the right mix of sexy and pro as my single pony shoulder length bounces around. I take in the applause and wonder if what I have seen in the profile and some reel shots are all true or if he is like a WWE star from overseas with more hype than substance. A win here will propel me right to the top of this Fed for sure. All thoughts in my mind as I need to focus right now I appear like a bronzed goddess in the ring

Haruka:

I stand tall in the backstage as you make your entrace. I can't deny the tiniest bit of pressure building onto my shoulders, I'm up against the currently undefeated 'Jungle Queen', a challenge like no other awaits.. but I've been waiting for my chance to take the spotlight by a storm. As my theme song blares loud from the speakers, composure recollect itself as I make my way from behind the curtains. "Ladies and Gentlemen, let us welcome the challenger.. standing at 185 cm, with a weight of 78 kg.. the swimmer turned wrestler.. Haruka Na-Na-Seeeeeee!" shouted the announcer. Sporting my iconic black swimsuit with blue stripes on the side, I calmly strut in. A pair of matching black boots laced around my feet that clicks as I walk down the aisle. Slowly and steadily, basking in the cheers from the crowd, I reach the ringside. Standing there, my deep blue eyes are locked onto your frame.. a subtle smirk play on my lips before I roll inside the squared circle. With a swift show of my toned physique, I push myself up to my feet.. to let you admire the form countless hours in the pool have honed, the very pride of being a swimmer. "Are you ready to drown, Jungle Queen?" I tease, walking past you and towards my corner before turning around, leaning back first against the turnbuckle. Seizing your frame from head to toe, I lightly stretch my arms over my head, oozing the confidence only a real athlete could.

Ritika:

Your fit body does look like one of those Olympic swimmers, my mind races and I calculate you are unlike many of the over muscled hunks I have fought. With them they are akin to huge beasts some agile attacks and I have their number. Against you, I have to think more like fighting a cheetah or a leopard and adjust accordingly. My body turns towards you as your blue eyes lock into me and tha trash talk starts. "DROWN....I dont think you are ready to flood the jungle...and you are a tad underdressed for the queen...No worries after the match I will make sure you swim naked I have heard its better than having some attire" The crowd gets into this trash talk as you lean back across the turnbuckle nonchalantly.

DING DING DING.

The bell rings as the crowd waits in anticipation. A real athlete and your abs looks extra ripped as my nipples perk up poking my suit but so does your tent as I raise my hands up offering a lock up. My sweaty cleavage bent and hips pressed back as the crowd eggs you on to take the lock up. I know you are unlike the other hunks but I want to test waters and see how you react as my brown eyes narrow and watch for sudden movements

Haruka:

The smirk on my face only grew wider as I heard your words, I've only said some simple words.. and you're already all worked up, fascinating. "Who said I'm here to flood the jungle.. I'm here just to take you down. Afterall, without the Queen.. any place crumble down~" I retort back. "And fine, it seems that the winner will have to walk away with the loser's attire" I said, winking playfully as I slowly pushed myself off the turnbuckle. Rolling my shoulders, my eyes never left your hourglasses figure, an ice-cold gaze meet yours as I slowly make my way towards the middle of the ring before..

DING DING DING!

The sound of the bell echoes through the arena, the match is finally on! Observing carefully your movements, I raise my arms at shoulders level, palms open with my fingers wiggling.. slowly approaching yours. "You've been staring a lot, is this of your liking.. Queen?~" I ask with soft grin, slowly intertwining my fingers with yours.. our skin meeting for the first time.. accepting your lock up, but not pushing. Instead.. "You must remain focused or.. you'll be pulled.." I suddenly stop mid-sentence, gripping your hands steadily as I threw my whole body backwards, and yours with me. ".. under!" I resume, attempting to raise the right leg, placing my right foot over your abdomen. If everything goes as intended, using the combined momentum of the fall, I'd push up with my foot, aiming to throw your body over mine with a Monkey Flip, looking to set the pace for this match right from the opening bell!

Ritika:

I hear your ice cool words. It reminds me of a Manga character which you play so nonchalantly with the occasional wisecracks interspersed in between. The crowd of course gets in the trash talk wanting to see at least one if not both these combatants stripped before the final pin. You follow my movements and my gaze as we lock and intertwine our fingers. Now I usually spring this trap against egoist hunky opponents as you distract me with small talk when I gaze a tad longer at those firm swimmer abs and slick waist but its enough to throw me off my game. I had not invested enough in the lock up anyways as I was still testing you but you rock back pulling me along.."wait....what ugh" I feel your foot on my abdomen as my forward momentum pulls me over you and then up and over I go. If you watched my matches this is exactly how I have dealt with hunkier opponents but usually I am on the other side this time I am facing the music as you use my own move against me. Luckily I had similar plans of my own and have not committed my full effort which makes this move somewhat slow and as your long legs unwind it sends me flipping up and over but I tuck my knees accepting the discomfort and somewhat of a reveal of my tight suit as the outlines of my crotch become visible I flip mid air and try to reach higher and longer to land on my boots. Years of training going from branch to branch with only a vine to hold allow my instincts to take over. I see the bottom rope right on my landing and jump on it like a trampoline which sends me back up this time flipping the other way I know you would not have been far as I flip in the air hoping to land a sudden reversal an explosive splash over your still prone body hoping to teach you a thing or two about athletic wrestling turnarounds

Haruka:

Your eyes were darting all over me, it was clear that your focus was almost.. if not entirely, on something else.. and I wouldn't blame you to be fair. Your words came out differently, almost choked as the surprise took over. In the blink of an eye your frame disappeared from within my sight, and by letting go of your hands I let the momentum carry your over. I was waiting for the moment your back would crash on the canvas.. yearning for those firsts, of many to come, groans to slip past your lips. But to my utter disbelief, nothing came. I felt the ring vibrating, not from the impact of your body.. but rather, from your form bouncing on the ropes. An impressive display of agility that would make the best gymnasts in the world envious. My eyes fail to believe what they're seeing, but my body reacts.. a step too slow as I was mesmerized by that beatiful body arching midair. "Fuc-ughh!" words are cut shorts as you came crashing down upon me. Your sprawled out frame smashing against my solid chest, pain flares slightly over my upper body as my abs clench in return. The wind is knocked out of me, but that's exactly what I needed to regain the focus that slipped from me. With your frame still over mine, I clench my teeth while planting my feet onto the canvas.. and with a sudden thrust of my hips, I aimed to shove your body off of mine, exhaling a bit as I recovered my breath. The crowd already fired up after seeing the unfolding of this match!

Ritika:

My move chanced upon by luck I had only hoped to balance myself on my boots but the ropes offered an extra fillip I could not refuse and the results were mind numbingly spectacular as my lithe body bounced off the ropes and turned in full gaze of the lights casting a shadow of my silhouette that suddenly crashed into your frame WHAAMMMM the impact registering with a ring shaking crash as the crowd gasps echoing your own gasps your wind compressed. "well does that feel like suffocation?" I tease as we end up with me pressed onto your abs firmly pinning you in place. My hands push against those washboard abs and a generous grope of that bulge taht is sure to grow I am suddenly thrown off as you recoil partly fuming at having your own move turned around and partly from losing out of getting first blood. UGH I am on my knees as I see you shaking and trying to edge away after pushing me off. "hey where are you going Nanase?" I ask my hand wanders over your tight waistband as I yank the fabric towards me and pull you towards me in a sitting position while giving you a wedgie. One knee outstretched against the small of your back I try to pull those long arms back like levers and impart pressure on the spine

Haruka:

Our bodies were pressed together, and I could feel your hand wander around, grazing my sculpted abs.. as well as groping my manhood through the fabric of my swimsuit. Admittedly, it wasn't that bad.. if we weren't in a match, and you hadn't just fucking splashed yourself over me! Gritting my teeth, I was able to shove you off, since you were more focused on having fun.. but still, that wasn't enough to keep you at bay. Your hand sneak up on my thigh, gripping the waistband of my swimsuit.. effectively wedging me as you pulled my frame into a seated position. "God.. dammit.." I cursed, feeling the sheer fabric of my attire tightening on my crotch. A look of disconfort was painted on my face.. but was soon replaced by pain. There, your knee pushed against the small of my back, while your arms snatched mine.. pulling them backwards for a sort of Chicken Wings hold! "Aghhh..!!" I groaned, feeling the pain flaring through my spine, shoulders and arms. Stretched in a way the human body isn't supposed to, my voice echoes in the arena as the crowd watches in awe. I have to do something.. or you'll dictate the pace.. I can't afford that. Slamming my feet on the canvas a couple of times to cope with the pain, an idea sparked into my mind. Planting the soles of my boots on the mat, I pushed against it.. looking to use my weight to force you with your back on the canvas. "R-Ref.. Nghh.. C-Count her out..!" I hissed through clenched teeth. Yes, I'd still be trapped in your hold.. but the Jungle Queen wouldn't risk getting pinned in such a sneaky, as humiliating, way.. right?~

Ritika:

My arms pull yours and they feel flexible your long levers no doubt help you navigate the waters but can they work in the ring now that I am using them against you. I almost unintentionally thrust your package forward towards the horny crowd that of course cheers for any and every erotic touch. I hear your curse and grunt and smile knowing whatever I am doing is working and having an effect on you. As I pull you back in a Chicken wing hold perhaps one of your own moves but hey you used my own move too. I chuckle at the thought of the humiliation of being put in your own move stretching you out as you scream with the crowd ready to take pics of that tenting bulge. Suddenly your long legs plant backwards and roll us on my back and now your weight is added on my back. It still doesn't change the move as I simply hoist you upwards but the ref comes over. He is a pesky one screaming "shoulders down...ONEE....." I shake my head "what the fuck..." hissing angrily I let go of your hands and for added measure my legs thrust you forward as I let you fall forward with some momentum to break this Fall and an undesired pinfall

Haruka:

My plan, though it was costing me the continued strain on my limbs, worked out.. Though, the embarrassment of having my crotch exposed like that.. well, it will be something that I will surely make you pay for. Thankfully, you were so busy reveling on your petty humiliation tactics, that you didn't even notice me shifting. One swift plant of my feet, a powerful roll, and suddenly you're the one on your back with my weight pressing down. You thought you could just hoist me up? Cute. Even as you strained, the ref's call was already ringing in your ears, the "shoulders down" a clear sign that your plan had backfired. Then.. the move I've been dying for, you thrust up, pushing with your legs against my spine.. adding momentum to break up the pin attempt! Here, I don't hesitate, using that push to my advantage as I stumble forward. An awkward walk at first as I had to regain my footing, turn into a full run towards the ropes as I turn my back on them, leaning into the thick fabric of the cords.. to propel my frame right back at you. Hoping that you'd still be on the canvas, I leap into the air. My legs spread out midair, attempting to catch you as you raise.. a Shining Wizard, but with a twist. Instead of aiming the inner part of my thigh on your face, I aimed purposefully a bit towards the inward zone.. looking to crash against your features crotch-first since you've been focused on here the whole time!

Ritika:

The sneaky pin broken up as you are no doubt a skilled wrestler but I have had the better of you so far. But your bio says resilience is one of your strengths. The crowd groan as I let go of the move but they would have been disappointed had you been able to pin me like that--it would not be their $$$ worth to end a match with a rollup sneak pin like that. I chuckle as you awkwardly adjust your shorts now conscious of your bulge tenting. You turn around and rush towards the ropes showing off your agility and speed and return back. I brace myself for a clothesline or lariat or ..is it a dropkick..."WATCH OUT JUNGLE QUEEN" I hear the warning though at this stage I don't need one. I am just about getting to my feet when you fly at me crotch first.."what the....fuchnhhhhh" suddenly you execute a shining wizard with a kink your bulge hitting my face as my head snaps back sweat and saliva fly off as my head snaps back. I land with a THUDDD on my back reeling at what just hit me. The fans go wild as there may be a thin coat of my saliva on your shorts. A bit dazed and groggy I shake my head from that heady yet I have to say a truly Kinky move. I reach the ropes and pull myself to my knees wiping my face and lips. I look at you smiling my eyes narrow glaring back I pull on the ropes and gesture for you to come at me hoping to lure you closer

Haruka:

There's a huge smirk playing on my face as flew across the ring, and only grew wider as my revisited Shining Wizard landed fare and square, snapping your head back. A loud smack sound reverberates as my crotch smashed on your face, followed by a louder THUD as your frame collapsed on the canvas. A success on all fronts! I land besides you, rolling just once to get back on my knees. Almost naturally, my right arm soared up, fist clenched to hype up the crowd after my move. I want to feel the heat of the fans on my back.. that spur me on to do always better. I live for this! I let out a soft, strained breath as I push myself up, rolling my shoulders a couple of times to dust off the tightness of your previous hold. "Already on your knees, Queen? Pffft!" I hiss, observing as you used the ropes to pull you up. I'd have liked you to still be on the canvas, reeling from that move.. but I guess you're far more resilient than your look exudes. I'd step slowly in your direction, not wanting to rush in for that obvious bait.. though, a hint of annoyance can be seen on my expression. Once in front of you, approximately at my arm distance, I would gaze down at you. My icy, blue eyes meeting yours as I raise my right arm up, aiming a HARD Backhand Chop on your chest, looking to shove that smirk off of your face!

Ritika:

The crowd love any kind of kinky touches and this move has loads of it. I shake my head to wipe off my face though it feels your bulge hit my face bare it almost feels like there was nothing there except there was your shorts which I now realize are razor thin. I hear your taunt as I pull up on the ropes trying to lure you closer within range of my long lethal legs but you are far too wily to take the bait. Keeping your distance though your eyes are narrowed and focused on me, I see you sneaking up towards me and CHOPPPPPP me flush across my cleavage. "UNHHHH" I gasp as tiny beads of pearl that formed over my tits fly off in the direction of that slap my body reels back almost hitting my tight glutes against the turnbuckle. But this attack stings more than it hurts and for now everything is still in place though there is potential as my left nipple strains even more poking the fabric almost ready to unleash and pop free. It mushrooms inwards but stays in but the sting causes me a rush of anger and the turnbuckle provides a much needed trampoline boost as my boots kick the canvas and I lunge forward. My target that bulge that just hit my face "you want to play this way sure" I hiss under my breath and make myself horizontal as I launch at your body just a few feet away showing a sudden burst of energy my shoulders aimed at those rock hard swimmer abs while my hands reach for the back of his ass his shorts to pull and grasp when my SPEAR TAKE DOWN lands on him.

Haruka:

A loud smack sound echoes through the arena as my arm whips your chest, sweat flying off your breasts as my limb swings. You stumble back, closing yourself in the corner.. making me follow you up rather.. easy! "What's wrong? Having some wardrobe malfunctions?~" I chuckled, watching as your mounds almost slipped off your attire. The crowd eating it as wild cheers rain upon us, they want more.. and I'm exactly here for that.. or at least, that's what I thought. With you closed in the corner, I felt a sense of security.. you had nowhere to run from me.. expect going forward, and that's exactly what happened! My eyes widen is surprise seeing you dashing towards me, catching me off guard as I was inching closer. Trapping you in the corner backfired on me, as I had not enough space to avoid the impeding impact, and.. whaaam! Your shoulder collided on my abdomen, smashing the racks of my abs. Eyes budging out as my upper body folded slightly over yours, arms instinctively moving around your waist to grip it for support.. but it was too late. With one, sudden reversal I found my back.. my very pride as a swimmer, impacting the canvas with a loud THUD! "A-Aaghh.. D-Dammit...!!" I growled, arching my spine to ease up the straining sensation.. though, the pain flared vividly from my abdomen as well. Breath caught in my throat as I coughed a bit, not really paying much attention at your hands right now, as mine where full dealing with your sudden Spear Takedown reversal!

Ritika:

I smile as my shoulders hit your abs and you immediately groan doubling over showing the crowd that sexy swimmer booty. Your eyes bulge out in surprise and I was able to set up the surprise as my arms reach and almost pull the wafer thin fabric of your bottoms as we land with a loud THUDDD which shakes the ring and makes the move look even more spectacular on the jumbotrons. I hear you groan and growl as your back connects taking a bit of power off your core. Your breathing ragged and coming in raspy gasps as I almost half peel your bottoms off revealing more in the process as I pull up myself with your shorts riding really low. I push against your bottoms peeling them down and laugh noticing what I had done inadvertently as I smile. "AWWW no need to be ashamed off" I chuckle as I back away a touch from you but only to put my weight on the other boot. Waiting for you to pull up the shorts or get to a sitting position I am ready to swivel my legs and land a boot to the side of your temple in my classic signature swinging ENZEIGURI!

Haruka:

The ring quakes under our combined weight as you brought me down in quite the unexpected way.. and to make it worse, accidental or not, you peeled off my swimsuit in the process. At first, I didn't even notice that as I was busy sucking in some air, trying to recover from that sudden Takedown. "N-Nghhh.. you're.. so gonna.. pay for that.." I hissed, my breath still a bit groggy.. but I was far from being finished. As the seconds passed, a nice, yet slightly cold breeze flushed down my crotch. Realization struck, and my cheeks turned of a bright red.. now, your words have taken a whole other meaning. I rushed, my hands sliding down my body, gripping the waistband of my swimsuit as I pulled up, clumsily but I pulled up.. looking to remedy at the shameful position you've left. "Y-YOU ARE SO DONE.." I shouted, quickly pushing up to a seated position. "YOU SHOULDN'T HA-" words stopped as my eyes barely registered what was happening. Your boot came in, fast as lightning, striking on the side of my head with a brutal Enziguri! "AAAGHH-" I grunted out loudly as my head snapped to the side, a bit of saliva flew out of my mouth while my upper body followed the motion of your kick, falling on the canvas on its side. One of my hands moved on my head, nursing the spot of the impact as I let out a loud, strained groan.. air slipping past lips as I lay curled up on the mat, left in a daze after your Signature Enziguri!

Ritika:

I smile as your half hearted attempts to cover up your exposed butt leave you a tad unready for what is to follow. Just as I swivel my hips and my boot finds your temple I notice your head snap sideways as saliva flies off you and you end up on your side dazed and in shock. Your shorts still not completely covering your booty something I can remedy but not before a bit of showboating and playing the crowd which of course loves these moments. I see you groaning and moaning nursing your head and quickly get into position and roll you on your tummy. "hmmm what can we do about this?" I giggle as I pull down the shorts a bit and SSSMMMAAACKKKK hard against your butt "now...shall we call this Jungle Queen spanks Nanase" I smile as I play for the fans and the viral pictures that will emerge from this. I lean forward almost whisper in your ear as I straddle your back and sit with my firm glutes and my own leotard riding high on yours bouncing my booty on you "don't tell me you are enjoying this?" I laugh as my hands cinch up around your neck and I start to pull back stretching your sexy swimmer body unnaturally arching it as I pump the hold with your shorts half way down your butt and my brown ass bouncing on it. I am sure the camel clutch with this added effect adds to the excitement of my fans

Haruka:

My head was spinning, swimming in a sea of flashes and lights as that kick really left me reeling on the canvas.. but that was just the prelude as you swiftly rolled my body onto its stomach, exerting a few more groans of discomfort out of me as you do so. There, you decided to take it further down the humiliation route as I felt my swimsuit being peeled once again, the fabric brushing against my skin until.. the breeze once again meet with my bare ass, and then.. SSSSMACKKKK! Your hand came down, slapping my ass in front of the whole crowd watching.. nevertheless to say, they ATE it good, much to my demise. But that was enough to set me back on track.. I never, never.. left an humiliation going unpunished. A few more groans slip past my lips as you straddle my back, your glutes firmly planting on mine, anchoring me down as you rub in the humiliation, smearing your bronze cheeks on my bare ones. Then, your hands laces around my chin, hauling me back in a classic Camel Clutch, once again working over my back. "A-Aghhh... Fuck.. This.." I groan out, the pain radiating immediately.. but you made a crucial mistake! My hands were free, and I slowly, but steadily moved them up.. looking to seize a fistful of your brownish hair and build up the first step of my counter!

Ritika:

I smile the fresh imprint against your pale ass of course makes me a little more aroused a fact evidenced by my perky nipples that show through the tightening leotard that rides up after my booty bopping camel clutch move. I wonder how your stiff mast being ground up on the canvas feels as you moan and scream while I arch back pumping the move. I arch my back our bodies contrasting and gleaming under the lights. The fans taking pics of this pointing out the obvious exposed butt cheeks to those too drunk to follow. I want to add more to your discomfort as I lace my fingers around your neck and lean closer "hmm I hope you don't mess up the mat under yaaaaraghhhhhhh" my giggle suddenly turned into screams as you pull my brown hair reaching with your long levers. I made a rookie error of not trapping your arms under my thighs and now I feel my scalp burn as you start to pull my hair I let go of my grip on your arms and try to push and shove you off my hands trying to pry your hand off my hair.

Haruka:

You were rocking my back while also grinding on my pale, swimmer's cheeks.. basically applying a double submission hold with this gruesome Camel Clutch. Your perky ass smeared my crotch against the canvas, forcing strained moan out of me.. pain and pleasure mixing together, adorned by your taunts.. but as you lean in, to double down on the dose of teasing.. your mistake is evident. My hands scraped up, intertwining into your strands as I begun to yank you down.. forcing your focus on your precious mane rather than.. on my chin! The torque on my spine ease just enough for me to slid my legs under my stomach, pushing with my knees against the canvas.. slowly getting up, lifting you with me as we fight for the possession of your hair. The lights shower us, making our bodies glisten under the spotlights as I raise to my feet, with you on my back. "N-Nghhh.. get ready.. to sink down.." I hissed under my breath. Tugging on your mane, I forced your chin over my broad and wide shoulder, nesting it before.. I suddenly leaped on the spot, letting the gravity do the rest as I aimed to slam my ass on the canvas, having the shock reverberates through my body up to your chin with a Stunner out of nowhere!

Ritika:

I got a little too carried away after exposing your ass a bit and working up a good camel clutch that had you moaning. The strains of that on your bulge quite visible as the tent is all disheveled partly from my own doing and partly from your rising tent that was ground into the canvas. Some of the fans even point to a few wet damp spots but the real action is where you are holding my hair and I shake my head screaming "nuhh.....nooo let.....go...my hair" struggling as your grip is firm and my hands try to pry yours only to find myself draped partly over your back as you start to pull me up. Suddenly without warning you jump up and down BAMMM that instant I realize what is happening but its not enough for a counter except a panicked scream "NOOUGHHHHHHHH". Suddenly my eyes bulge out as I land on my knees my spine crunched as my chin drops down then I face the crowd hearing a din that blurs as my eyes widen then roll back and I crash face down ass up. The crowd gasp though they enjoy the view of my wedgied butt raised up obscenely. "is she knocked the fuck out?" some one wonders but this is soon answered as I moan "UNHHHH" whimpering and rolling sideways falling to the side holding my chin in pain and shock

Haruka:

The ring quakes as we came crashing down, with you taking most of the impact as the shock ricochet from my frame.. all the way up to your chin, rocking your head back! The impact is frightening as a thunderous THUD roars across the stage.. at last, the momentum has been turned! I stay seated while your body lay folded, ass up for everyone to watch.. I take this chance to breath in and out, recovering from the punishment you've subjected my body.. as well as pulling up my swimsuit! "Did you like that.. uh?" I asked, hearing a fleble moan coming from you as your form crumble to the side.. a smirk forming on my face as ideas streams into my mind. After a few more seconds, I slowly turn around in your direction.. approaching your body while on my fours. There, I'd turn your body up, having those generous mounds pointing up at the ceiling. "Let's see.. how you handle your own medicine~" I say softly, lowering my body over yours as my muscular chest brushes your breasts, and my bulge pokes at your crotch. The heat of our bodies mingling as I then entagle my legs around the inward parts of your calves. "Ready to be.. exposed?~" I tease, suddenly rolling with my back on the canvas, dragging you with me as I tightly grip your shoulders. Pushing your frame up, I slowly, but steadily stretches your legs apart while pushing you further up in a Reverse Romero Special! Aiming to have your beatiful leotard to wedgie both your bronze cheeks and crotch as I stretch your limbs apart, all the while as I have you hoisted up for the crowd to feast on this sight!

Ritika:

The sight of my bronzed glutes raised obscenely clearly draws camera flashes to the ring as the fans go wild. I can only whimper as the aftereffects of the devastating stunner still send shudders through me. Breathing in deeply legs tucked in the pose left my suit clining ever more tightly against my firm glutes and pulls in the wrong places as the outlines of my vulva are visible. But this is just the start as you have even more creative plans. I weakly protest shaking and fighting you off though I need to recover before I can mount an attack. I am suddenly hoisted up over you my perky breasts breifly poke your muscled chest and your bulge presses against my pussy over my tightening leotard. "wait what...ARRRHHHH" suddenly my head shakes as I see myself raised up like a sacrificial trophy. The crowd hoots as you twine the legs and spread me wide I am forced to look into those icy blue eyes as I scream “ARRHHHH” getting stretched with the suit flossing me I cannot do much except endure as my arms don’t reach anywhere near you

Haruka:

As I hoist you up, those beautiful screams fill the arena.. I've been dying to hear those from you.. and a sparkle cracks in my icy-blue eyes the moment I force them out of your lips! My excitement is palpable right now. "How's that.. Jungle Queen? I bet your fans.. are going wild right now! I mean.. they can probably see EVERYTHING about you~" I taunt, tightening the grip of my legs, forcing yours to spread more and more.. the thin fabric of your leotard floss against your bronze ass cheeks and sex, leaving nothing to the imagination. And definitely not to the cameras, that were filming this shameful hold from every angle! In this position I could feel the strain in your body, the helplessness you're going through as your arms flail without a purpose.. how fucking delightful! But I know I can't hold you up like that forever.. so after one more, merciless stretch.. I begun to swing up and down, my back rolling on the canvas like a pendulum until.. I end up in a seated position! With you still firmly in my grasp, with your derriere all stretched for the crowd to ate with their eyes. But I'm not done.. I want to mess with your mind more, to really weaken you for what I have in store! Pulling you into me from your shoulders, I bring us face to face.. merely inches apart as I breath softly against your lips.. while, of course, spreading your legs further!

Ritika:

The Jumbotrons capture every inch of this hold as they zoom it on the big screen. The fans don't even have to pluck their cameras as my leotard stretched to the limit flossing my tight buns and contrasting and sticking to my privates with a damp spot or two even visible to the most discerning viewer. I shake my head not wanting to look at the jumbo screen. I can sense you reveling at my torment as your eyes chuckle stretch me even more pumping the move as my brown body sweaty and aroused pulsates with each stretch. I need to catch my breath and this move is perhaps more stinging than it hurts. My defiant face contorted in pain as you want to play this up bringing me closer to you lips inches apart as you look into my bulging eyes. Stretching me wide I moan "AAAHRHHHH" eyebrows raised in pain which gives you what you want as you smile but keeping this hold on with our sweaty bodies is hard and I wiggle just at this moment brushing my lips past yours for a surprise kiss to try to escape from this hold in a sneaky manner

Haruka:

I revel in your suffering, feeling almost excited by having you in such a humiliating position.. and with you moaning.. it makes it all the better, maybe.. just maybe, you're liking it? Who knows~ And, as we get closer, I feel the heat of your body.. your breasts poking at my chest, your shaky breath on mine.. and I can see those trembling lips, they were calling for me! But as I wanted to push your buttons further, you begun to wiggle around, shaking and pulling your legs as the sweat of our bodies gets in the way. I hesitate for just a second, but it's enough for you to seize the initiative.. you push further, pressing your lips on mine for a kiss.. basically stealing my own idea! I let out a soft moan as the kiss deepens, arching my back slightly backward. My legs close a bit, easing on the stretch while the heat consumes the moment. The right hand slide down your gorgeous frame, brushing the side and stopping on your hips.. while the left adjust from your shoulders to your neck.

Ritika:

The match becomes so arousing with the right opponents that moments seem to linger longer and this is exactly what happens. As our hot heavy bodies come closer, I can feel your breath over my face and my lips taste your heat underneath your icy blue eyes there is a hot male waiting to emerge. The brief moment is enough for me to wiggle around as your hold relaxes a bit. This gives me enough leverage to push myself on you while my tongue invades your private space. I can feel your hand slide from my shoulder to my neck and my hands now come undone at least one of them. I quickly use it to pull the ropes that were within reach as I yank myself sliding my hot brown body that was stretched moments before now all over your rock hard bulge abs and then my breasts briefly hover over your face as my perky nipples press down before I pull free. The crowd in shock as there is silence in the ring not sure what to make of it. But at least for me its escape even though the lip kiss was lingering, I have a match on hand. I shake off the pain and even though I am flexible the suit is not as it sinks it deeper in the most intimate of spaces. But I cannot worry about that let the crowd enjoy the view and think of me as clad in nothing but a thong. I grab the ropes as I pant and see you adjusting and smirking the same feelings across your lips from the sudden kiss but I am going to change the mood soon as I smile at you slyly but then unleash a kick at your shins as you try to get up

Haruka:

Time takes a different weight right now, and as the kiss deepens more.. I could feel the focus shifting ever so slightly. A clearer and louder moan escapes me as you shove your tongue in, invading my mouth by storm. My eyes close, and I let the heat take over.. enjoying the moment, the kiss.. and especially, the feeling of your body on mine. My legs relax completely, freeing yours.. and your frame falls upon mine, everything gets closer, more.. intimate! The warm touch of your barely covered womanhood on my rocking hard bulge, those abundant breasts pressing on my chest.. and the kiss.. that seemed to be.. everlasting! The tactic I wanted to use backfired on me, and at this moment, I couldn't even realize it properly. It's only when you started to slowly peel yourself off of me, that thoughts began to recollects a bit. But as you pulled back, your breasts rose, brushing against my features as my face flushed. I exhaled, letting out a hot, steamy breath, my chest rising in shallows, and a bit ragged pulses.. with my gaze meeting yours. There, I saw that damned sly smirk.. we still are in a fucking match! I urged myself to stand up, pushing with my hands on the canvas to rise as fast as I could.. but it was already within your expectation as a sharp kick landed on my shin, forcing me back on a kneeled position in front of you. "Y-You.. Just had to.. ruin that moment.. didn't you..?" I asked, hands on my shin to ease the stinging sensation of your sudden kick.

Ritika:

I smile as my body brushes past yours. My perky nipples almost peek out from the top straps of my one piece as the brown areole is clearly visible under the right conditions. Its one of those situations where the crowd wish they had control over the angles of the cameras. I notice the extra tent in your bulge as I slide past you and this distraction perhaps allows me the luxury of being on my knees as you still try to get back up. My knee snaps hard buckling your chin as you end up kneeling in front of me. "not the moment...but I am happy you are bending the knee for the Queen" I laugh as I hold your chin and pull up dragging you to your feet and get you in a tight side head lock. I can feel your raspy breath over my sweaty beads as my cleavage engulfs your face "I know you like the view" I laugh as we stand I point to the opposite corner. The crowd behind me as they know what is coming. One of my classic signatures. I start to run with you also helping you by tugging your bottoms up the ones you have already pulled up to cover up your ass exposure. I run with you till the middle of the ring and then as per my plan jump up legs wiggling midair still holding your head. If all things work as plan I plan to ram you face and bulge first into the canvas in a ring shaking impact via a devastating RUNNING BULLDOG

Haruka:

With my hands on my shin, I can only watch in shock as your knee drove up.. ramming against my chin as it force my head to snap back. My body jolts up, and I stand slightly.. but just for a moment as I find myself once again in a kneeled position in front of you. My head spins, the knee had left me momentarily dazed, enough for you to capitalize on the opening. You pull me up by the chin, in quite the regal way.. befitting of a Queen. "N-Nghh.. S-Stop.. Don't.. Y-You.. Dare.." I groaned, breath rasped as I felt my head surrounded by your arm, slightly choking me out in a Side Headlock. Your mounds presses on my cheek, cutting my visibility a tiny bit.. Instinctively, my hands paws at your arm and side, looking to ease the choke.. but it's there that you start take a run-up! "F-Fuck.. No.. No!" I protest, forced to follow your pace as you guide my frame towards the middle of the ring. "N-No.. Sto-" but my words are cut short as you leap into the air.. my eyes widen in horror as I can only brace for the impeding impact! BOOM! A devastating THUD soars across the arena as my body is sent crashing on the canvas face, and.. unfortunately, crotch first against the mat! The impact is brutal, ring-shaking. The shock has sent waves of pain rippling through the whole of my frame, and my body now lays sprawled in the middle of the ring.. eyes half lidded, breath unsteady and heavy.. "G-Ghhn.." I groan weakly, laying stunned after such a move!

Ritika:

My legs raised up as I jump mid air the crowd knows what is coming and some of them also mention the BULLDOG which lands with devastating ring jarring impact. The BOOM heard throughout the arena as the crowd silenced for a second as your face and tent face the brunt of the impact. You end up bouncing a few times before ending up sprawled on your belly twitching from the move. I sit on my tight pert glutes as your crotch really took the brunt of the fall serving as a shock absorber. I turn sideways as I see your sexy booty "aww you covered up...they don't enjoy it as much" I tease as I pull your shorts down a bit and raise my hand SPAAANKKKKKKK a hard spank on your pale exposed butt cheeks as the crowd takes pics adding to your humiliation. "see the caption for this is Jungle Queen spanking Nanase" I laugh as I rise up and now grab you by your scalp and show off your face pulling up and whisper "you thought you were fighting a cute girl not a wrestling heel?" I ask as I use my tongue to lick the side of your flush face and then pull you up to your knees. My perky tits press on your back as my hands cinch tight around your neck and I lock my arms up tightening them as I lean over you "hmmm shhhhh maybe it’s time for a nap Nanase" I giggle within earshot of the crowd as they hoot and cheer when I put on a Sleeperhold on you

Haruka:

Laying sprawled on the canvas, I could hear in the distance the wozy chants of the crowd. Everything around me spins, and I can't process properly my surroundings.. not until you once again expose my ass to the whole crowd, following it up with yet.. another spanking! A loud SMACK reverberates, mashing with the clicks of the pics being taken. I let out a groan of protest, but there isn't much I can do right now.. and after a few more moments, you yanked me up to my knees, gripping tightly my sweat-soaked hair. "U-Ughh..!" I whined, trying to shake you off of me.. but like a predator, you were about to feast on my weakened state. A mocking lick on my cheeks partially brings me back to reality, but just for a flicker moment as you slide behind me, lacing your arms around my neck and throat like a pair of vines. Your perky breasts press on my back, eliciting a choked out groan as your arms coil tightly in this perfectly executed Sleeperhold! "A-Aghh.. N-Nghhh.." I gasped, struggling to catch my breath. I reach up with my hands on your choking arm, trying to pry your grip apart.. but your limbs dug deep on my skin, firmly wrapped around my throat they were sapping away at my air reserve. My chest rose in uneven spasm as sweat dripped down.. and after a few seconds, I felt it.. strength was leaving my body as my left arm fell almost limply to my side. My eyes were half lidded before, but now.. they were in the process of shutting down completely.

Ritika:

I smile as you protest coming out of your stupor as you moan and gasp in the sleeper hold. With you on your knees I arch you back thrusting that sexy package with really low riding shorts now threatening to expose your shameful erection. "hmm seems like you are enjoying it" I hiss against your face as I tighten the sleeper to play up the torment. The crowd concerned but also aroused seeing you in a state of lust and helplessness. My perked up breasts show a peeking areole from the top straps of my leotard that has more than a few wet spots and I notice you have a few too sending a tingle through me of what the match meant. I hear you gasp and moan while I pump the move for the pervert fans of this league. Your arms trying to pry mine a rookie attempt as your eyes half close and start to flutter. "hmm I wonder if this feels like drowning?" I ask to mock your tagline on instagram and rile your followers. Your left arm pulling my arm off falls down limp as the ref jumps in concerned to see if you are down. He raises one arm up and it falls as I shake my head nodding even as I hear the screams of encouragement, lewd comments and BOOS from the fans. He lifts your arm again one more time as it falls limp again dangling between your legs as it seems you are almost done and dusted. "just one more arm check before I roll him for a humiliating pin" my mind races ahead at the possibilities as the ref raises your arm up for a third time

Haruka:

The Sleeperhold only sinks tighter as you thrust with your hips, arching my back slightly.. forcing my crotch up with my manhood barely covered by the waistband of my swimsuit.. barely a step prior to a complete and utter humiliation. But what's worse is you jerking my head from side to side, tightening the choke even more. It constricts my throat, compressing my windpipe.. making it impossible for the tiniest bit of air to slip in. The hooting sounds of the crowd seem like a distant buzzing, ringing low in my ears.. eyelids heavier than a block of cement as I feel the consciousness slipping past and behind me. I can barely register as the referee lifted my left arm for the check.. and as everyone expected, it dropped limply two consecutive times! The roars of the crowd reached a fever high, they expected to see my arm dropping for a third time straight.. but what happened shocked everyone. As the referee left my arm.. when it was approximately at my chest level, it stopped midair. I closed my fingers in a fist, showing my defiance to everyone.. but especially, to you. My eyes slowly stirred open, flickering back to life as their usual icy blu shade took a much more deeper color.. resembling the depth of the ocean. With a choked-out growl, I brought my left arm up, seizing a fistful of your mane once again as I used everything I had left to swing my body forward! Looking to send you flying over and in front of me with an improvised Judo Throw!

Ritika:

I am nodding my head as your hand dangles limply for the second hand raise. It dangles between your legs hitting your crotch as I shake and ragdoll you to show off your tented bulge with drops of precum on your shorts. My taunts hitting a raw nerve as you gasp and start to fade, eyes rolling back. "is he knocked the fuck out?" someone yells as some of your desperate fans scream encouragement though resigned to your shameful defeat as your throbbing bulge does not go unnoticed. As the ref raises your arm up for the third time your arm starts to fall and then like a wrestling classic spot you stop it from falling using your sheer willpower. "but how...noooo nooo noo" I shake my head in disbelief as everyone is stunned. I shake my head trying to tack on a tighter hold leaning ever closer my perky breasts touching your chest as I see you rise trying to put my weight on you. The battle of wits entering a decisive phase when suddenly you go for the tried and tested pulling my mane. "AAHRHHHH nooo let...go" my grip loosens as my scalp is hurting and then before I can pry your hand off I am thrown up and flipped sideways I land awkwardly on my side, moaning "UNHHH" holding my torso. I look up my eyes bulge wide in shocked panic as I see you determined and ready. A respect for your resilience but wondering what it will take for me to put you down. I ball my fists on my hands and knees crouching low I need to attack and now. My mind made up my brown eyes focus as I leap up catlike my legs open up towards you as I plan a big but high payoff move trying that shining wizard but trying to catch your face by surprise this time with my thin leotard crotch hoping to wrap my brown long legs around your head and neck and twist for a HURRICANRANA variant while also giving you an up close intimate look at my wet damp crotch

Haruka:

I thought I was done, and probably everyone else just thought the same.. you included, of course.. but after everything you've done, after every single humiliation you've put me through, I couldn't let it end in misery like this. As your body flew over mine, I collapsed momentarily on my fours. Sweat pouring down, my temples pulsating as if I just had my longest apnea session ever. But this brief moment of respite was everything I need right now. I catch a long, deep breath as I raise my head.. my gaze locked on your expression of disbelief. It must hurt your ego like hell, you were so close, victory was just in front of you.. but now, it was painted all over your face. Confidence has left you. "I'm.. not done.. yet.." I hissed with a strained breath as I pushed myself up to a kneeled position, never leaving my eyes off of you frame. But then, as expected, the moment I pushed myself up to my feet, you rushed in! You leaped in the air, aiming your toned legs around my head. A subtle smirk tugs at the corner of my lips as I let you commit to your move. Your damp, leotarded crotch smeared on my face.. and I could savor it.. it was fucking enticing! Bringing my arms up, I wrapped them around your thighs, and before you could whip me off with whatever you had in mind, I simply dropped down.. aiming your back against the canvas, reversing your move in a ring-quaking Powerbomb! Right now I didn't care if my ass was in sight of everyone, or if my erected member was visible through my swimsuit.. all I wanted was to extort revenge on you.

Ritika:

I charge in my agility still there or so I think. My catlike move usually catches my opponents unawares as I leap on you bringing you my scent as my damp snakeskin literally like second skin engulfs your face. I feel your warm breath over my pussy which tingles from the heat and warmth of your lips. For a brief second I have you as your eyes go wide distracted by the sight and scent but then as I try to lock my legs and force you to flip I see a subtle smirk. "he was expecting it" my mind scrambles for a response and finds none as by then your arms have wrapped tight around my thighs lifting me up a bit much more than would allow a flip. "nooooo" I scream mid move as your arms lift my ass just a bit up unlocking your head and neck from my intimate lower body embrace and BOOOMMM send me back first into the canvas. The ring reverberates from impact as my arms and legs rise up after a bounce. My head lolls a bit drooling and then my arms fly over my head and legs fold up over my leotard that has been deeply flossed from your previous moves obscenely points my ass in the air. The crowd lets out a gasp silenced again as my legs unfold from this shameful pose and end up spread eagle boots pointed sideways. For a second it seems I am out only my chest heaves up and down my left nipple a bit exposed causing a section of fans to go wild screaming WARDROBE MALFUNCTION. I feel cool air on my perked up nipple as I moan “UNHHHHHHH” then turn holding my back slightly covering the exposed nipples from the glare of the pervy fans

Haruka:

With one, merciless motion I was able to turn your move into a seamless Powerbomb, and the impact was nothing short of spectacular as the ring quaked like never before! I lay there, with my head still in your crotch.. breathing heavily, breezing into your almost visible sex.. the dampness stains my lips as I can almost savor you. "Eh.. I bet you.. didn't expect that.." I whisper softly, not sure if you're actually able to hear me or not. After a few seconds, I slowly push myself up. Every movement is a strain, I'm spent, and I know that.. I have to finish this. I re-adjust my swimsuit for the umpteenth time in this match, glancing down at your folded frame.. ass up in the air.. you've never been more vulnerable! The sweat pours down my chiseled frame as I breath in and out, chest raising and falling while.. you collapsed on the side with one of your breasts slipping free! That's quite fair, but still not enough. I crouch down, my right hand sneaking inside your hair and gripping those damp, sweaty strands steadily as I haul you up with me, forcing you to stand up. "It's about fucking time.. that I repay you for everything.. you did.." I whisper in your ear as I slowly pull away, freeing your mane while my words linger in the air. Then, without any warning, I swung my right leg backwards.. before I suddenly snap in toward you. Usually, I would have aimed at my opponent’s belly.. but with you.. I reserved a special treatment! Slightly lowering the trajectory of my foot, I directed the tip of my boot right in between your legs, looking to smash it against your barely covered slit.. for a vicious Punt Kick.. or better yet, a Cunt Kick! Aiming to have you nicely bent over for me.

Ritika:

The PowerBomb has me reeling as time slows down for a bit while my quivering legs take time to unfold. I can feel your raspy breath over my mound and my damp spot turned into a damp patch. The crowd love the turn around as they hoot and cheer their sounds blurred to me and then it all come back as I feel the familiar burn on my scalp. "ARHHH ... my hair...for the umpteenth time I am pulled up by them but the released. As I am a bit groggy still from the ring shaking powerbomb I shake my head to try to focus my vision on you. I hear the warning "WATCH OUT" but as I gather my bearings its too late. Seconds before impact I see your boot aimed right for ...my pussy. Eyes wide in shock and panic as your CUNT kick connects. I rise up a few feet on tippy toes my hands instantly go to over my aching pussy and my mouth opens in an obscene O with tongue out ahegao style. I can hear the crowd BOOO but this is soon drowned out by the hoots and cheers. As I start to slump on wobbly legs all I can muster is “UNHHHHHHHH” as I crash on my knees holding my crotch my suit now so deeply flossed that some parts of my slit may even be visible from the side. I moan as I look up staring at your tented bulge that is almost in my face. I have given it everything but this sneaky move was totally unexpected which made it especially devastating. This match is drawing to a climax and its probably time for a finish. I try to summon my reserves though its hard given the hurt I have been put through

Haruka:

The tip of my boot sink deeeeeep into your crotch, forcing that thinner piece of leotard even further up your slit. Your eyes cross, your lips part.. turning into a 'O' shape, and that beatiful moan blended with agony that slip by.. fucking delightful! A wide ear to ear smirk can be seen on my face as you collapse on your knees, I bet those wobbly legs can barely sustain your own weight right now. "Don't give up on me, Ritika! We're not fucking done yet!" I say, forcing your face to look up at mine. Eyes staring deeply into yours, savoring that suffering expression of yours. It was priceless. I stepped closer, slithering my right arm down and around your head, engulfing your throat and neck between my forearm and bicep. Muscles budging around your skin as I haul you up, helping myself by pulling in the back of your leotard. Now, with you locked in a Standing Frontal Headlock, I moved my left hand on your back, slowly tracing my fingers on it.. until I reached that bronze derriere you are so proud of! And.. SMAAAAACK!! I slammed my open palm on your left cheek, leaving my hand there for an added grope. But I was far from being over. Hooking my index finger between the leotard and your sweat-soaked skin, I pulled up, wedging your crotch and ass one last time. "Now you're fucking done for, Jungle Queen~" I hissed, gripping tightly your neck before dropping backward. Bringing you down with me, I attempted to spike and PLANT your head on the canvas with an ol' fashioned DDT! While, at the same time, pulling on your ever so thinner leotard, I tested its resistance as I flossed it in your private parts!

Ritika:

The pain in my crotch is a constant reminder as my body hurts though my mind raring to fight back. I see your tented bulge ready to make that nub escape your shorts which are riding dangerously low. I see you enjoy the cunt kick and though it may have riled some fans there are enough to cheer you onwards. My brown eyes glazed as you look at them seeing my frustration and pain and reveling in it. I push against your rock hard abs and bulge as you force me up in a tight front lock. The possibilities are endless as my hands lace and try to reach and cup your ass to try and push you up and off me. But I find you doing the same until I wince from the SPANK...."payback Jungle Queen" someone yells as you leave an imprint that can be seen on the giant jumbotrons. But there is more in store as I try to push and tug your shorts down to replicate the humiliation, its my time to scream eyes bulge out as I moan on tippy toes “AAIAIAIEEEEE” my thin flossed leotard pulled in deep against my tight glutes and mound now pulled even more stretched to the limit. I shake my head as you pull the suit so tight up my sweat soaked body that not only my vulva but the wispy outlines of my trimmed patch become visible and then without warning I feel you pull the wedgie and jump in a sort of a Kinky wedgie driver DDT..."OH GOD NOOO" I scream as the ring comes closer BAMMMMMM everything goes still as my body bounces up the roar of the crowd mellows as my eyes roll back and head drops down tongue out a bit but what I am unaware of is that my suit RRRIIIIPPPPSSS off leaving shreds in your hand and some still wedgied in my soaked intimates. "She is done" some one yells as if in response I rise up but its just my almost bare derriere twitching

Haruka:

I was worried for a moment as your hands scrambled up, fondling with my swimming gear yet again.. but this time, I am the one pulling the strings. Playing with your outfit proved to be the best option as your focus shifted, leaving me open to execute my move, and.. BOOOOOM!! A deafening THUD rocked the arena as your skull was planted on the canvas. The impact was brutal, like none before.. and, even if couldn't see it yet, I knew.. you were fucking done! I let your head go, rolling to the side as you remained almost sprawled on the canvas, with your bronzed derriere slightly up in the air.. a work of art! I rise up to my feet, exhaling and breathing heavily.. this match really had me worked up. As I stand next to your sprawled frame, a grin coats my face as realization struck.. the extra wedgie I have you, combined with the DDT's momentum, actually ripped your leotard! "Ah.. Ahah.. Ahahah!! I can't believe it.. Look at you Jungle Quee-nah.. Jungle peasant suits you better!" I chuckle. "You've tried the whole match to undress me and look who's naked now! Karma really fucked you over~" I taunted, kicking your ass cheeks to roll you over onto your back.

At this point, this was merely a formality, still I had to do it to make it official. Crouching down, I straddled your chest, sitting on your collarbone. There, I'd have reached for just your left leg, hooking it and pulled it closer to me as I leaned forward with my crotch. Shifting my weight further up, I moved my tenting bulge over your face as I stretched your leg in this humiliating pin, leaving your naked womanhood completely exposed to the frenzied crowd! "Ironic how.. you wanted my crotch for the whole match, and now that you can have it.. you're fucking out cold!" I chuckled once more. "At least.. you can dream about it~". And without missing a beat, the referee began the count! "ONE...!!" - "TWO...!!"

Ritika:

The final devastating move adds to my humiliation as the thin suit stretched throughout the match finally gives up just like my body. The massive Wedgie Driver actually RIIIPPPSSS my suit off leaving me butt naked and even though some shredded remains persist they soon fall out. "She is naked" someone finally realizes as they see that thin fabric of my suit in your hands. I am all unaware of it in la la land as this match was fought viciously and now instead of you being exposed its me that lies knocked out cold with my bare derriere facing the ceiling. You take your own sweet time to admire the view and taunt but except for light twitches of my defeated body I have no response. My sweaty body on my tummy does not reveal much but it does not stay that way for long as you kick my side easily rolling me on my back. My defeated form unravels. My flush perky nipples and trimmed glistening patch on display. My face contorted in pain and shame tongue slightly out and eyes rolled back. You can count to a 100 but its a formality nonthless. You want to make a statement and you do plomp down on my chest pancaking my 36B perked up girls as your package move dangerously and kinkily close to my defeated pouty lips as you suggestively make it look like your balls are in my mouth while you expose my womanhood. My flexibility seen as one leg pinned deep the other shows my glistening wet folds and even my pucker. I just twitch lightly with unconscious moans escaping me completely overwhelmed and defeated as the ref waits for a second or two just for dramatic effect but I am not getting up and he finally counts... "THREEEE!"

Haruka:

"THREEEE!" The referee's hand slapped the mat one final time, and the arena absolutely erupted! A roar of cheers washed over me, a tidal wave of adulation that made every inch of my body tingle. Victory is Mine! I slowly got off you.. deliberately rubbing my crotch on your face as I do so, and my grin.. wider than ever! You were still sprawled out, a beautiful, defeated mess. Your suit was practically shredded, a testament to the war we just waged, and your glistening womanhood was on full display. The crowd was going absolutely nuts, and I could hear them chanting my name, a sweet symphony to my ears. With a triumphant shout that echoed through the arena, I struck a victory pose, planting the sole of my boot firmly on your naked chest, smashing those cute breasts of yours. "Told you I would have drowned you.. Jungle Peasant~" I taunted, the crowd roared even louder, a deafening chorus of approval for my winning debut! Then, I leaned down, grabbed your left arm, and easily pulled you to your feet. You were still out cold, a dead weight in my grasp, but I didn't care. I lifted you high above with one arm, your body limp and splayed. With a casual flick of my wrist, I slowly lowered you, draping your unconscious form over my shoulders. Our sweating bodies mingling, the heat blending. Your bare derriere was facing the crowd, a perfect view for everyone to admire. The shredded remains of your suit hung limply, barely clinging to your body. I started walking, my steps unhurried, making my way up the aisle. Every stride was a statement. The crowd continued their thunderous applause, a fitting soundtrack to your walk of shame. I could practically feel their eyes on us, on me, as I paraded my defeated opponent towards the backstage area, leaving the roar of the crowd behind us.

AND HERE'S YOUR WINNER.. HARUKA NA-NA-SEEEEE!

Published: 2025-08-07, viewed 168 times.