Sunetra Yasar vs Tsubame Gozen: The Art of Breaking...

Hardstyle Hentai Rules, with a special stipulation. Victory comes either through pinfall, or by a submission that must be confirmed and accepted by the victor. Hentai tactics are allowed, although orgasm does not determine the winner.




Unfamiliar music began to play, filling the AFW arena with an ominous, symphonic theme. The fans murmured, as it seemed that a new woman was going to debut in Friction tonight. Clad in translucent violet and purple silks over her sinfully revealing ring attire, Sunetra Yasar, the Violet Queen revealed herself to the AFW fans. Making her way to the ring, silks trailing off her arms like banners the crowd stared at the Turkish woman as she regally walked to the ring. Sunetra caught some of the men and women  in the front row openly staring at her proudly displayed body and smirked. They either lusted after her or envied her. But they did not respect her.

Yet.

That would change after tonight, Sunetra vowed to herself as she entered the ring, taking off her silks, headdress, earrings and anklets then handing them to the referee. They had the same look in their eyes as the various staff did when they found out that this was her first match. When they saw what her choice in ring attire was. Yet another pretty girl here to show off her body for her fifteen minutes of fame, they would whisper. Easily beaten, and easily forgotten. That was fine with Sunetra. When this match was done, they would have to acknowledge that a queen of the ring had appeared in front of them.

For she was going to break someone in this ring tonight.....

Leaning in a corner, Sunetra awaited her opponent, looking to see with who her reign would begin....

Tsubame's theme would soon play on the speakers, prompting a warmer response from the crowds as she made her appearance on the ramp. She might not have the best record in the league to say the least, but part of it seemed to be the reason why she got cheered by the crowds. It's not a feeling mutually shared by the brunette if she knew it, but at least she got encouraged by the cheering. Tonight, she's going to win!

Entering the ring through the ropes, Tsubame's eyes were fixed on her would be opponent, her expression a mixture of concern and defiance instead of a confident one. The other wrestler, while might not be too different in terms of weight, was definitely heavier than her, which could always become a problem in certain situation. The woman was still a beauty nevertheless, so she had to say she was a little fascinated by the display of her curvaceous figure. She tried to stay positive, telling herself that she should have some advantage in the speed department at the very least. Only time would tell how much it'd help her, though.

"Let's see how much of a queen you really are..." she sneered at the woman in the corner while standing on the center after tossing her hat to the staff, ready to begin the match"

Sunetra watched as Tsubame approached the ring. She noticed the way the Asian woman's eyes lingered on her body, and it made her lips curve upwards in a sultry smirk. Tsubame would be quicker than her, that much she knew. However, it didn't concern Sunetra much. The fast often hurried to their own failure.

Still the Japanese vixen possessed a beautiful body. She looked forward to claiming it, as well as Tsubame herself.

"I am enough to rule over you." Sunetra replied confidently. "And before this match ends, you're going to call me your queen. You'll worship me. And, in the end, you will beg me to make you mine. This I declare."

Her English would be heavily accented with the traces of her Turkish origins as she continued to smirk confidently. The ref would call for the bell, and Sunetra would raise her arms in a grappler's stance, confident despite this being her first match in the AFW stadium.

It does not matter if it is in some grand arena, or some oil wrestling pit in a bar within a slum. Sunetra was in her element now....in her kingdom. She just had to make sure Tsubame learned that. The Violet Queen moved forward, advancing rapidly at the opening bell. She would aggressively reach for Tsubame's arm, trying to use it to pull the lighter woman to her, looking to apply a side headlock. Tsubame's face would be pressed against the side of one of Sunetra's heavy breasts as her arm would squeeze at the Asian's head....

"H-hmmphh... Hope you can back up that statement," Tsubame scoffed at Sunetra's announcement, unimpressed, or at least looked so at the moment.

She assumed a grappling stance as the woman did so, trying to keep a safe distance as she knew being pulled in by an opponent of that size could quickly lead to her downfall. As the bell rang, however, Sunetra took the initiative by lunging forward, surprising Tsubame who pulled herself away too late, her arm caught by the woman's.

"Aahh...?! N-no..!" she whined as Sunetra quickly pulled her lighter form easily and trap her in a side headlock. "Ummph...!"

There was a bit of bump on the side of her head, which would then pressed against it firmly. A quick glance told Tsubame that the side of the tanned big breast of Sunetra was pushing her head while the woman squeezed her neck, bringing an apparent blush to her cheeks. This clearly was not an ideal start for her to say the least.

"Nnngghh...! L-let me go...!" she protested while squirming cutely, her hands trying to pry the arm of Sunetra as much as she could.

Sunetra smiled at the pleasant contrast of Tsubame's lovely pale skin against her own darker skin tone.

The headlock was a simple hold, but also effective at controlling an opponent, Sunetra had learned. And if there was something she could respect, it was control.

"You don't make demands of me...." Sunetra replied to Tsubame. "Now.....down!"

With that, the Violet Queen would then try to flip the Asian over to the mat with a headlock takedown. Once there, she would be behind a sitting Tsubame. Grabbing her foe's wrists, Sunetra would pull back on Tsubame's arms, putting pressure where they met her shoulders. She would then brace her knee against the Japanese woman's back , looking to lock in a seated surfboard hold.

The hold would definitely get the crowd into the match, as it also had the effect making Tsubame thrust out her chest, forcing her breasts to push up against the top she wore!

"Gah...!"

It's Tsubame who was forced to comply with Sunetra's demand as the woman flipped her to the mat on her butt, slightly disorienting her in the process. Sunetra then took her arms and applied the surfboard hold on her seated position, the knee on her rear side stretched her back and made her breasts thrust forward. Her breasts were almost threatening to pop out from her top as a result, much to the crowds' enjoyment!

"Auuughhh...! D-damn it..." the brunette squirmed within the hold, although not making too much progress of earning herself a freedom from Sunetra's grasps. "Nnngghhh...!"

Looking down, Sunetra smiled at the sight of Tsubame's chest straining against her front while struggling in vain to escape.

However the Violet Queen's inexperience with being in a wrestling ring showed itself. The takedown had put Tsubame within a legs distance from the ropes. The Asian could, with some difficulty, get her foot on the bottom rope. However, Sunetra was too focused on exerting her dominance over Tsubame to notice, or else she might have dragged her away from the ropes before applying her hold.

Leaning down she blew across Tsubame's ear before saying "Call me your Queen. Submit to me, and I can give you such delights. Refuse me and...."

She gave Tsubame's arms a sharp tug before letting resume a slightly more normal position.

"...I will make my displeasure felt."

"N-no w-way..." Tsubame replied as she heard Sunetra's demand, still struggling on the hold. "Nnngghh...!"

Despite her resilience, the brunette didn't see any alternative option for her with the tanned woman holding her securely like this. Or maybe there was. A quick glance to her surrounding told her that they were close to the ropes. Tsubame then tried extending a leg while hoping that Sunetra was too focused on the hold. It wasn't easy to do make her foot touch the lower ropes, but between that and submitting early, the choice was crystal clear for her.

Sunetra wasn't used to the fact that in this league, you had to break a hold if your opponent made it to the ropes. When Tsubame's foot draped itself on the bottom rope, Sunetra merely kept stretching away at the Asian's arms.

"Hey, rope break! Break the hold!" the referee yelled.

Right. The rules were different here. Sunetra let Tsubame go, giving the ref a dirty look as she continued to admonish her.

("Shut up, I let her go, what else do you want, fool?") Sunetra groused at her in Turkish, which the ref simply gave a puzzled in return....

Tsubame was saved by the rope break, but she did required the ref's help to earn her freedom. Groaning and writhing on the edge of the ring, she shot a half glare to her opponent, clearly not happy with what the woman did, regardless of excuses. It could be intentional for all she cared.

She couldn't stay down for too long, though, so Tsubame would pick herself up with the ropes' help, before lunging towards Sunetra while the woman seemingly still argued with the ref. Her plan was to catch her opponent in a similar fashion by locking her into a side headlock!