Handcuff POW match: Origa vs Gina

Handcuff POW match: Origa vs Gina

Wining conditions: To win, one girl must be handcuffed and then pinned after an orgasm
Hentai allowed

A mid time slot in an AFW show. The people in the crowd had already seen a good opener and another match with a little bit of lewd strewn in, so people were pretty pumped to see if they were treated to a wrestling firework or even more lewd stuff.

Friends of the later one would feel rewarded when My time was playing and Gina Lees, the former tennis ace player, appeared on the stage in her usual burgundy red tennis dress, only shortly going into her tennis stance for a quick sway of her hips while she readied a microphone in her hand. He audience was already pretty excited at this point, banking on the idea that things would get sensual soon with the exhibitionistic Gina in the ring.

"Well, well, well."
She would open up her appearance for today, moving in a half circle while speaking so that the audience could look at her.
"The people here with class probably already bought or streamed the latest street sweeper AFW has to offer: The conquest of Origa! It is an instant classic already with little me steamrolling over the hottest big bunny in this league, the irresistible sunshine Origa Xenia!"
She told the people before holding her microphone up to catch the applause for that, smiling heartily as this was already making her a little wet just thinking about.

"The funniest part about this is that everything about her screams gorgeous and powerful. If she was so tough as her body suggest, she would have thrown me on the back and fucked me at her leisure even when I got that little head start on her. And I tell you something, that would have been awesome for me too!"
She confessed while slowly walking to the ring, rolling through under the bottom rope before standing up in the middle of the ring with a feisty impression of total confidence.
"But that won´t be happening tonight. Tonight, I am gonna wrestle, exhaust, fuck and pin her so that she can be mine for a whole weekend!"
She ended, dropping the microphone before kicking it out of the ring with an audible noise.

Origa couldn’t really describe what she was feeling right now. On one hand this match provided a perfect opportunity for her to get revenge on the girl who blindsided her after her workout and turned her into a moaning, mewling mess. An embarrassment that was only made worse when the amazon found videos of her domination at the tennis players hands on the league’s website, spreading like wildfire.

It made Origa want retribution more than anything, if only to try and erase the event from her past and make the now named Gina pay. But it was how that the problem lay, for after dominating the caramel amazon Gina had laid down the rules for their match. A handcuff match where the only way to win was to pin your opponent after handcuffing them and making them cum. The handcuff part wasn’t the problem, the problem was the lewd parts in between, a thing that the dark giant was notoriously bad at.

It didn’t help that Gina already had more experience with the amazons body than she would like to admit. A thought that made Origa blush just thinking about as she shook her head and tried to quell the sudden influx of lewd images and sensations from her mind as she finished lacing up her boots. Taking a calming breath, the amazon stepped out into the gorilla position, setting her eyes to a determined glare as she waited for the all clear from the official.

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Hearing her music start, the massive amazon stepped through the curtain and into the cheers of the crowd. All eyes looking her up and down as they hollered for some hot and heavy action. Unlike her gym attire that she wore when Gina ambushed her, the amazon wore her usual tight purple corset, black wrestling shorts, and purple wrestling boots and armbands. Her hair was also let down to its natural length unlike the ponytail she wore before.

Ignoring the cheers of the crowd, Origa kept her face stoic as she marched down the ramp and made her way to the ring. Seeing the red wearing occupant inside made her eyes narrow and her fists clench slightly as she stepped up the steel steps and lifted her long legs over the top ropes, the size difference between them clearly being shown first hand. To the side she saw the referee holding two pairs of handcuffs, one purple and one red though at the moment she did nothing with them.

Not that it mattered to Origa, she had some things to say first. “If you think I’m going to be as easy as last time, then you have another thing coming. Unlike before, I’m not some helpless wrestler napping in the open.” She growled at her opponent before finally backing into her corner, but never taking her eyes off of the tennis player in front of her.

The only thing that as missing from how Gina looked at the visibly upset Origa was a sign that read *you mad, sis?* . Under normal circumstances, the Brazilian would be terrified to meet a girl like the so called big bunny, but she had not only bested the amazon before, she had fucked her silly! Armed to the gills with so much confidence and blind for the possible danger that awaited her at the hands of her opponent, she only backed away shortly into her corner before basically bouncing back into the middle of the ring.

"Aw, come on! You´re a creampuff bunny and you know it! If that wasn´t so, you would maybe have received an orgasm at my hand, even at an ambush. But okay, let´s assume that I surprise and fucked you by chance on the first one. Maybe also the second one, but you getting on your tippy toes and mewling like a little bunny does not exactly reinforce that belief in me. And from then on, any idea that you not just succumbed and submitted to me is just ridiculous!"
She proclaimed proudly, huffing her chest out as proof how awesome she was and how big she felt right now.

Anyone would be nervous when they have a seven foot giant glaring only a few feet away from you. But it seems that Gina’s earlier conquest of the amazon had given her the confidence to laugh at the danger in front of her. Whether she could actually back up that confidence or if it was just plain stupidity was remained to be seen. That of course didn’t stop the tennis player from marching up to the center of the ring and declaring how she’s going to make Origa exactly as she was during their first encounter.

“Tch! If you think it’s going to be that easy then you have another thing coming bitch. By the end of tonight the broken bunny in the ring is going to be you.” She growled as she marched up to the center of the ring and stood face to face with her smug opponent. It was here that the size difference was truly shown as Origa towered over the smaller tennis players body. Finally the referee came in to separate the two before placing their respective handcuffs in their corners and signaling for the bell.

Indeed, Gina as not exactly looking face to face with Origa in this moment. She had not really remembered how much larger her opponent than her was. And even now while her own eyes told he the truth about that glaring hole in her logic how this would be easy and how flawed her perception of the Amazon as an in ring performer was, her ego made her as big as her opponent, probably even bigger.

"The first thing you will do when I have won you for a weekend is eating carrot flavored sweets from my nude body."
Smiling smugly at the handcuffs after her comment, she made a gesture of how she was putting them already on Origa in her fantasy. When the bell would ring, instead of backing away and looking to keep a distance until the strikes were good she would go straight into the lock up if possible, totally full of herself.

Origa kept the scowl on her face as she watched Gina back away from her after the referee separated the two, the tennis players face still showing the same smug confidence it had before. Whether she was blinded by anything but her own brilliance or had a secret trick up her sleeve, Origa didn’t know. What she did know was that she was going to bring this tennis brat back down to earth and she wasn’t going to make it fun for her.

Origa ignored the final comment from the tennis brat, electing to not let the girl get inside her head and would instead let her actions speak for her as the bell finally rung. To her slight surprise Gina didn’t back away from the amazon when the match began but rather marched forward for a lock up. Still surprised at the tennis girls seemingly endless confidence, Origa saw fit to show her the reality she was facing. For instead of locking up with the girl like she expected, Origa would instead suddenly grab her by her shoulder and hips and throw her straight over her head in a sudden body slam. She’s in the amazons ring now.

At this point, sadly for the Brazilian a bloated ego was not very substantial or heavy. If it had been, it would have probably spared her from getting lifted without any effort where her whole being was still in the process if initiating a lock up.

"HEY! WHA?"
She did not even manage to close her second word when she was already on her way down again after she had hit the peak of the curve the amazon had intended her to move in. And then the journey was already over and she hit not only the mat but also had a very unpleasant meeting with reality, crashing harshly on the mat with only a minimal reaction to not take a bad hit because of her total surprise that this would happen.

It did not stop her from complaining though.
"AOUH! THAT HURTS!"
She loudly complained, her hand nurturing her already hurting back.

“Ohh that hurts? Well you should have thought of that before picking a fight with me you brat!” Origa shouted as she heard Gina complain about her body slam. The amazon intended on showing the tennis brat just how much she screwed up by messing with her and she didn’t plan on giving the girl any form of mercy. And lucky for her, the match only ends with someone in handcuffs, pins and submissions don’t apply.

So there was no get out of jail free card when Origa rolled Gina onto her belly and sat on her back. Taking one leg under each armpit, the caramel giant would yank back, pulling the tennis brat into a C shape. In this Boston crab the amazon intended to torture more of Ginas back and give her a pain that she never felt before, Origa would ensure it as she pulled back as far as she could.

”Does this hurt too Gina? Don’t try tapping out, the only way to win is with those handcuffs remember?” Origa coyly asked as she pulled back. Her long raven black hair even began to cascade down Ginas face as she pulled back.

It was definitely a good advice given to the tennis brat by Origa, but she had just been too alluring, too appealing to let just pass by a few days ago. So if asked if she would do it again, she would certainly respond with a clear cut yes.

Not that this would help her in any way when the amazon then rolled her on the belly to sit on her back. One of her arms was rowing back in a totally useless and uncoordinated attempt to dissuade the bigger girl from using her as a chair.
"Owh…a heavy bunny indeed…"
She mumbled before looking for a way out of this unfavorable position, but Origa clearly had other plans, putting her into a crushing Boston crab!
"OOUHH! GAAAHH!"
She yelled at the top of her lungs, framed by the hair of the other girl while her hands were frantically clutching her own head after some moments…

It seemed now the full reality of the situation she was in dawned on Gina as she screamed and tried to frantically scramble away or to escape as Origa turned her body into the letter C. If the tennis brat was looking for mercy, she would find none here as Origa would pull back as far as she could to really let the girl know how she felt about this match and this situation. The action bringing a small amount of catharsis to the amazon as she was fin able to start getting her revenge for what Gina did to her.

“Oh I’m sorry. What was that, I didn’t quite catch that the first time. Do you mind saying it again? Origa replied as she pulled back once more and made sure to feel the tennis brats spine pop beneath her. Even when it wasn’t a win condition, Origa was out to make Gina tap. If only to show that if it wasn’t for her embarrassing stipulation, she could beat the brat anytime, anywhere and without breaking a sweat.

It would serve as to override what happened at the gym. Instead of people seeing Origa as a slut they could play with whenever they fancied. They would instead see the amazon as a bear that would tear you to pieces when poked. A fact that Gina was learning all too well. As she pulled back, more of the amazons luscious long black hair covered the screaming tennis star like a shroud. Though, Origa failed to realize the critical flaw with that happening.