Hentai Match - Corey Sniper Vs. Karen Suzuki

Hentai Match

Best two out of three falls. Orgasms and Hentai submissions count as falls

Corey was coming off of a win streak at AFW. While it was true that her opponents had not had the experience or the skill she possessed, and that she had only two matches so far, she could still boast an undefeated record. Not that Corey was one to boast, of course. She prefered to maintain a low profile, both for her own survival and for her success. After all, knowing thy enemy is a key to victory, and if nobody knew her, then nobody could defeat her.

The same applys in reverse, however. Corey did not know much of anything about her new opponent, other than she was completely new to the league. It bothered her a little, though she was still confident in her chances of victory.

Being as it was a hentai match, Corey decided to drop the wrestler suit she normally wore, though it was revealing enough, and try on something a bit lighter. She came into the ring wearing an atypical strapless white bikini top with a tight-fitting matching white bottom, tied at the sides. "Falling Down" by Oasis played on the speakers as she entered, with a shower of confetti and cheers from her fans accompanying the music. She got into the ring and waited for her opponent to come out and face her.

Karen sat backstage, staring intently at herself in the mirror. What the hell has she gotten herself into? One moment she was tracking drug smugglers in the southern outskirts of mexico, the next moment she was pulled out and dumped in japan to play catfight with sluts and whores. It was so frustrating. She looked down at her skimpy outfit, a skimpy purple bikini top with a matching tight-fitting purple bottom. She pulled on a night gown that parted in the front over it. If the win condition was fucking, she wasn't gonna give her opponent an easy time.

Her opponent's entrance theme has just ended, But Karen just continued to stand there looking at the mirror. Then, after a short while, she tied up the front of her night gown, and went down the ramp. She met with a fair amount of cheers, but she cared not. She simply stepped into the ring. Not even glancing at her opponent, and went into her corner.

Corey sized her opponent up as she walked out. "Hmm, she looks to be a little ring shy," Corey thought, "Well, that's to be expected." She saw how her opponent completely ignored her, and got a little angry. She did not like that kind of attitude.

"Well, it looks like I'm going to have to mess her up then," Corey thought, "Should be fun."

Corey moved to the center of the ring and extended her hand for a quick shake. However, it was a bit of planned treachery. The bell would ring when they shook hands, and Corey would use the chance to attempt a quick armbar on Karen, just to gain an early advantage in the match.

Karen faked a smile as her opponent raised her hand for a quick shake. She pretended to return the gesture, but at the last moment before contact her hand shot up, glancing across Corey's left cheek in a tight slap.

"Opps." Karen said, still wearing that pretentious little smile. "My bad."

She hoped Corey was aggravated enough to try something reckless or direct. It would make this whole ordeal so much simplier.

Corey was just about to perform her own bit of treachery when Karen slapped her across the face, leaving a red streak on her cheek. She was furious now at her opponent's attitude and getting one upped like that. She swung her arm around for a backhanded bitch-slap across Karen's face, just to wipe off that dirty little smile.

Karen's head snapped to the side as Corey's palm connected with her cheek. Hard. Instinctively, she grabbed onto Corey's arm, pulling her forward, and attempted to slam her left shower into her opponent's face.

Correy felt good after slapping her opponent, but was not expecting a counterattack so quickly. She could not avoid her opponent's shoulder, but twisted her face aside so that it didn't hit and break her nose. Her cheek hit Karen's shoulder hard, probably hard enough to leave a bruise. She fell backwards, stunned by the strike.

Taking advantage of her opponent's loss of balance, Karen quickly dropped into a crouch and launch a sliding kick at Corey's legs, turning her stumble into a fall. Walking around her opponent, she wrapped her right hand under Corey's chin in a reverse chin lock.

Corey legs got swept out from under her and she fell onto her back. "Damn!" she swore. She tried to roll and get up, but Karen got to her too quickly, and trapped her in the chinlock. Corey struggled to break out of the hold, twisting left and right to loosen Karen's grip.

Karen was struggling to hold Corey down. Flipping herself forward, she planted her feet onto the ground and bridged her back in order to reinforce her hold and add on on pressure to the chinlock.