Rainbow Mika vs. Anesthesia - The Dark Nightingale Returns

Rainbow had the perfect face for facesitting, as it turned out. The curve of her nose, the right size for her head, the way those eyes were looking up at her, perfectly framed by her mask…

Anesthesia shuddered. A warm, lustful sound that resonated through her entire body, a feeling she was sure Rainbow Mika would appreciate. ”Oh, what’s wrong, dear?” She cooed and licked her, looking down at the bunny-haired head between her legs. ”Not used to this sort of contact? Liking it a little more than you-”

Anesthesia was rudely interrupted in mid-taunt by a kick in the back of her head, hitting with enough force to knock her off her throne and send her rolling off to the side, momentarily stunned.

With a hungry gasp of air, Mika rolled to the side, her face now a beet shade of red after that embarrassing experience. Anesthesia did, she have to admit, have a perfectly sculpted, firmly round ass...and the last thing Mika wanted was having it pressed down know her face.

Breathing hard, Mika rolled up to her feet, watching Anesthesia warily. The moment Anesthesia started getting up to her feet, Mika would charge at her...only to run past her, aiming to back flip behind her and nail her with a surprise hurricanrana!

Anesthesia shook her head about as she began to rose, trying to clear her skull of the ruin Rainbow Mika had wrecked through. The little minx was proving to be more resolute than she’d originally anticipated, persevering despite the many advances that came her way, but it wouldn’t dishearten the Rose. She’d broken stronger, she was sure of it, she just had to keep hammering away until the defenses came down…

Of course, she had to find Rainbow Mika first. She spun about, and her foe wasn’t where she expected. She looked to the side, and found her...but, by then, it was too late.

”What-” That word, along with a brief gasp, were what came out of Anesthesia’s mouth, as she was flung with the sudden hurricanrana, tossed head over heels. She rolled, twice, before flopping chest-first into the ropes. From there she scrambled back up to her feet and turned to face her foe, hoping she could at least see what was coming her way next.

The ring shuddered from the impact as Mika drove Anesthesia right into it. Rolling back up to her knees, she saw Anesthesia rolling towards the ropes, sprawling against them in an ungainly heap. Now, Mika knew, it was time for a little payback.

Running forwards, Mika leapt, seemingly at Anesthesia's unprotected back. At the last minute, however, she flipped over her foe, grabbing the top rope like a pair of Monkey bars and swinging her body over the ropes to deliver both knees into the naughty nurse's forehead (or back, depending on where Anesthesia was facing at the time)

This was more than a little frustrating for Anesthesia, and she had no problems letting her frustrations show across her typically collected face. This match had looked like hers to win a moment ago, but those chances were rapidly dropping to a level she wasn’t comfortable with. Rainbow Mika was an amazing foe, that was never in doubt, but she had banked on the sensual aggression throwing her off. Apparently, that had diminishing returns.

She made her way back up and spun about, just in time to see Rainbow Mika vaulting over her with impressive agility. Before she had time to spin about and react, she was struck in the back and thrown utterly off balance, barely able to get her hands up quick enough to keep from kissing the mat.

Anesthesia began to rise again, but she was much slower about it this time, as the rage simmered in her voice. ”You insolent, silly little girl…”

Mika was finally retaking control now, using her natural agility effectively against her powerful foe. That last hit hadn't done any damage, but it had knocked Anesthesia off balance, which gave her an opening to capitalize on.

Running at Anesthesia while she was still on her hands and knees, Mika would try to backflip over her prone foe, and then, hopefully, slam her butt down onto the back of Anesthesia's face, hopefully slamming it hard against the mat as she ended up sitting on her foe!

Anesthesia was trying to keep her composure. Maintaining calm was a key part of her style, after all, and she prided herself on being able to enrage her foes. But she couldn’t lie - not to herself, at least. Rainbow Mika was starting to work her raw nerve.

She was just contemplating all the ways she could vent that rage on Rainbow Mika’s body, when she saw a shadow looming over her body, growing darker by the second in the searing lights. The Dark Nightingale hardly had time to voice a solitary word of protest before the ground rushed to meet her face, driven by a heavy - yet, surprisingly plush - weight. Right on the back of her head.


She laid still under Rainbow Mika superbly sculpted, sweaty as for a moment, and then the struggles started. Anesthesia kicked and screamed and squirmed from underneath, her muffled protests lost in the canvas, a mad attempt to push the Street Fighter off of her and end the indignity.

After being on the receiving end of much of this match, it felt good to finally turn the tables and have Anesthesia under her own end. Smiling a little, Mika looked down at where the naughty nurse's head would undoubtedly be, obscured as it was under her derriere. "Comfortable down there?" She teased.

She didn't wait for an answer. Instead she raised her ass ever so briefly, before slamming it down on Anesthesia's head again, hoping to keep the other girl stunned. With that done, she would grab the other girl's legs and try to flip her over onto her back, hoping to go for the facesit victory.

As if the indignity of having Mika sit on her head wasn’t enough - it was - the cheeky little bitch had to go and rub it in with her underserved taunt. ”You insolent-”

Her face was hammered into the floor a moment later, as Mika slammed down with her full weight. She was by no means obese, but she had quite a bit of weight to throw around, and it came crashing on the back of Anesthesia’s skull.

For a moment, everything went black, as she went unconscious for a brief moment. When she awoke, everything was still black, but for entirely different reasons.

Anesthesia tried to inhale. She couldn’t.

Anesthesia tried to speak. She couldn’t.

Anesthesia tried to scream. She couldn’t.

Rainbow Mika was sitting on her face.

When the realization hit, she went into a fit and began to wildly kick around, thrashing left and right, bridging hard to try and throwing the Street Fighter off. This was not how things were supposed to go. This was her grand return, her debut in the AFW, and it was being ruined by this....this…

Mika could hear the muffled scream of rage undeneath her, even as she felt Anesthesia's warm breath against her skin. Despite herself blushing at the feeling of Anesthesia struggling and thrashing underneath her sizeable derriere, Mika nonetheless maintained her position, trying to keep the Naughty Nurse pinned down even as her opponent bucked and twisted underneath her.

In an instant, the ref girl was dropping down next to Anesthesia, the Nurse's flaring red cheeks barely visible under the orbs of Mika's bubble but. "ONE..." she called, starting the countdown...