Yuki Himekouji vs Mighty Yukiko - Now who's actually mighty here?

Match Type: Hentai
Win Condition: Win by making opponent submit or knocked out from orgasm

Rose has spikes. Nobody knows this principle better than Yuki. As a wrestler, Yuki has a beautiful appearance among all types of fighters in AFW, many people would recognize her immediately upon first time seeing her perfect body, the white and clean skin, carefully maintained hair style, and of course, that typical face and expression from a daughter of a rich family. However, unlike many other girls with similar backgrounds who mostly are gentle and cultivated, Yuki actually had a reputation of not looking down her nose at everyone around her, but also a terrible person who enjoys being slow pain to others, and tonight, Yuki would bring such an impression to a test at her first ever match in AFW.

Upon getting into the arena, Yuki did not rush to the ring, and instead, she took her time to “catwalk” slowly down to the path. While her specially designed entrance song played in the background, Yuki looked around at the cheering audiences with a gentle smile. Suddenly, Yuki raised her arm and swinged into the air, as many pieces of red rose petals were released from her hand, blown with the air into the inspector seats. This is a special “gift” the white rose was giving to the audiences. Finally, when Yuki reached the ring, she could just climb into it and stood against the post at her corner, she was waiting for her first victim tonight.

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It was not long after Yuki had entered the ring and got herself situated that the lights would suddenly go out. Only for a familiar theme to play across the arena and bright lights to shine towards the curtains. The audience immediately recognizing the tune of the song and breaking out into deafening cheers. For they knew that such a theme only belonged to a certain ace of the ring.

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Stepping out into the light, clad in a short yellow jacket and her iconic blue leotard. The poster girl of The Wrestle angels raised hand into the air and pointed towards the sky! The crowd went Wilde as she broke out into a run, her hands slapping and clapping with the fans as she rushed passed. Sliding underneath the bottom rope, Mighty Yukiko would hop to her feet and climb a nearby turnbuckle with her hands in the air. Another deafening cheer following as she hopped down and rested against her corner. Slipping off her jacked and handing it off to a helpful ringside official with a small thank you as she locked eyes with her opponent. Gauging her strength.

Well well well, look who is this? Yuki raised her eyebrow a little upon seeing a energic figure at her opposite got into the ring. She knew she would look down upon her opponent, Yukiko if she remembered correctly once she turned her face towards her. In Yuki's eyes, Yukiko's entire body is basically a definition of a word, generic. Her opponent's plain and simple colored leotard alone with the standard wrestling boots was incomparable to her multifarious designed outfit, her body looks just like a very ordinary wrestler like most others Yuki met, and what's more made Yuki wanted to laugh at was her foe's hair, do girls nowadays never even try to maintain their hair style?

With all those thoughts combined, Yuki would let out a smile, a smile of sarcasm over friendly, "Heh, seems you are just more than ready," Yuki would take one step forward, "ready to have the worst nightmare you will ever had, Miss Generic Wrestler!" Yuki would then let out a little laugher, she was enjoying insulting her opponent even just verbally, because she know she would have a lot to do once the match started.

As Yukiko would do a few final stretches before the ringing of the bell, she observed her opponent across from her. While Yukiko always believed in efficiency for her wrestling attire, something that could both be iconic and easy to wear. Her opponent was nothing of the sort. Not only was her attire revealing in a way that left nothing to the imagination. With frills, roses and a see through half skirt that showed off her black panties. All told the ace that this was someone who was far more interested in the attention of the crowds than wrestling itself.

And all it took was for them to lock eyes for Yukiko to know just what kind of person this Yuki was. For when their eyes clashed, Yuki smiled a smile that wasn’t friendly and endearing but sarcastic and arrogant. Yukiko’s eyes narrowed when she heard the platinum blondes words. “We’ll just have to see about that won’t we.” she replied before hearing the familiar sound of the bell ringing. So stepping out of her corner, Yukiko would raise her arms to circle her opponent.

"Hehe! You are so funny!" Yuki winked towards Yukiko upon hearing her foe's replies, oh this lady was going to play tough after all. As the sound of the ring echoed in the arena, both of the wrestlers approached each other. "Maybe we can start with something, simple." Yuki would raise her arms as her opponent does, swing the hand towards her a little, it seems the platinum hair was inviting her foe for a test of strength. "Come, let's see what you can do!"

Yuki’s response to the ace’s words sent alarm bells ringing throughout Yukiko’s head. This girl was either very confident in her own abilities, or she had something up her sleeve that the pinkette hasn’t noticed yet. Or she was a wrestler of more questionable motives, a thought that made the Ace think about another white haired wrestler she knows.

But Yukiko was still a traditional wrestler through and through. So when Yuki offered a test of strength to start things out, the Ace didn’t waste any time to accept. Though she did so while still casting a suspicious glance towards the smaller girl, wondering just what this woman had planning.

“Looks like you will stick with the rule…” Yuki smiled as the two wrestlers approach each other, until both girls were enough to hold each other’s hands and pushed towards each other. However, only Yuki knows, that this was not her main purpose. “Looks like you will stick with the rule…” In audiences’ confusion, Yuki seemed was even trying to take the upper hand of the test of strength, as Yukiko slowly started to push the platinum hair backwards without any effort.

“… but I don’t think I will!” Well, Yuki definitely wasn't the good girl kind, it had been obvious when a grin suddenly appeared on her face, and to everyone’s surprise, she would pull her foe suddenly towards herself, at the mean time lifted her knee, as she tried to catch Yukiko off-guard with knee strike, aimed at direct at the pink hair’s crotch. “Ohh you are so easy to fool!” If the strike was delivered successfully, Yuki would refuse to let go either of her opponent’s hands, she didn’t want the pink hair to try to nurse the pain on her crotch so soon.

Even as the test of strength started, Yukiko would notice that the self assured smirk her opponent wore would not change. Even as the pinkette began to push the smaller white haired girl back fairly easily. Even then, the smile never vanished, if anything it only became more smug. As if Yuki knew the punchline of a joke that the wrestle Angel had yet to hear.

Only to then get it in the form of a knee to her defenseless crotch. A choked gasp shooting out of the ace’s mouth as her thighs instinctively came together. Squeezing against the platinum haired girls knee as she smiled up at her. Keeping her hold on Yukiko’s hands so that she could not move them down to soothe the pain between her legs.

“Well, seems someone is being careless…” What a great start for Yuki. A hit to the crotch. It should hurt poor Yukiko like hell. As she didn't release her opponent's hands, the woman was having hard time getting to a safer zone. Yuki had the advantage, and she would surely use it, although she would like to enjoy the feeling as the Yukiko squeezed her knee with her thighs.

"Okay let's start the match for real now." She would release the pink hair's arm. With Yukiko seemed too immobile with those tights trying to brush at each other, she wanted to make sure she capitalize on the woman's mistake of taking her hand. As Yuki released the Yukiko’s hands, she would rush in with a clothesline trying to take the woman down to mat.

The kick between her legs did indeed, hurt like hell. The Ace had to chew on her lips to stop any more pain filled noises from slipping out. Her arms, weakened from the low blow, were kept aloft by her smug opponents arms. Forcing Yukiko to try and soothe her crotch with her thighs. An action that didn’t help as much as she’d like as the pain continued to persist.

Until finally Yuki released her arms, which immediately went between her legs to protect her pain filled crotch. With one eye open, Yukiko glare up at the white haired girl over her with a fury filled growl. But that was all she could do as Yuki took advantage of the Ace’s state to hit her with a brutal clothesline that sent the pinkette to the canvas.