Best of 3 Match: Rayne vs. Gina

"Nnhh!"
Gina could offer no resistance to Rayne when she pulled her panty of cause she was still holding her nose, but she had a moment of speechless silence when she lowered her hand to look at the triumphant girl. The Japanese was indeed super sexy when she fought back, wakening the desire in the former tennis player to either tame her or get taken by her. In both ways of thinking, she wanted her badly, and now!

"How dare you! That's expensive stuff!"
She complained while her legs would try to possessively grab around the waist in a scissor hold, rubbing her womanhood against the leotard of Rayne before trying to take her down on the sheets again and go for one of the belts of her opponent.

Rayne never expected that getting Gina back would feel so good. She couldn't help but smile as she watched her opponent's panties get fought over in the crowd, like it was a valuable piece of jewelry. Seriously, men could be such morons, being excited by something so simple. Them again, Rayne had gotten so caught up in getting back at Gina, that she had forgotten completely that her entire upper body was exposed to the crowd. She felt her cheeks grow red, but fought the urge to cover up. She couldn't be shy forever. And if she did, she would keep losing in these matches. Not that she intended to lose this one.

Turning back to Gina, Rayne would grin when she heard her protest, complaining about how expensive her underwear was. "Well, you should have thought of that before- Wha!" she wasn't able to finish he words before she was caught by Gina once again, the girls shapely legs wrapping around her waists, and rubbing her crotch against her. "Wh-what are you doing?!" This was a sudden move that she hadn't been expecting. She felt her cheeks get redder and redder, and was soon brought back down to the sheets. She wouldn't go without a fight though. Rayne would try to pry Gina's legs apart, hoping to get out before Gina managed to get on top of her again.

"Huh. I thought you were an ace in wrestling school."
A lesson Gina had learned, but never taken seriously, was the legs were usually stronger than arms and it would take Rayne some time to get free so that Gina had a little time to play with her.

She would try to remove one of the belts of Rayne to sling it around her prying hands and draw her hands together with it, even if the referee would count it as reward able crime and remove it instantly, she would at least have some time to use her other hand to grope the breasts of Rayne while posing as a dummy that did not know better with the belt.

Gina was right. She was very familiar with the fact that her arms weren't strong enough to pry her legs apart. Still, this entire match had flustered her to the point of not thinking straight. It was almost as if she had forgotten all of her training, and was relying on nothing but primal instinct. In a match like this, it was hard to not fall into that state of mind. How could she not, when she was being groped at every turn? Still, she would try to pull her legs apart in hopes that she cold get back into the fight, and gain some leverage.

However, when Gina grabbed at the belts around her thigh, and pulled one off, her eyes went wide. She had forgotten about them! She wore them to every match, and was almost completely unaware of them at this point. So when Gina wrapped then around Rayne's wrists, binding them together. "Hey! That's cheatingING?!" Rayne's voice rose to a high pitch when Gina began to grope her breasts. "Ahn..." she moaned, the sound completely unintentional. Gina's touches were beginning to get to her, no matter how much she tried to fight it. And if it kept up, even the smallest touches would be dangerous.

To her luck though, the ref would protest to the belts, taking them from Rayne's wrists, and ridiculing Gina, who played innocent to the whole thing. Right, as if she doesn't know... Rayne thought to herself, trying to regain her composure after Gina's sudden underhanded tactic.

"Sorry! Did not know..."
Gina was pretty good at playing a dumbass with the belt issue, often had when she had not thrown a fit on the tennis court or thrown her racket a her trainer.

"You like that, uh? Good for you, as you will get plenty of that action!"
The brat was really at a high point right now, excitedly rubbing her legs and bottom all over her opponent in the waist scissor, causing her to breathe a little bit heavy herself. Rayne was getting weaker at any moment Gina groped her, and she did indeed try to intensify that feeling for her opponent, changing from hard gropes to more sensual ones while Rayne was still busy with arranging her hands. Fact was, she could not pin Rayne in that position, and would not even want to right now as it had to be a hentai pinfall. Maybe she could make her cum in this position to mount her when she was resting after that, but that would remain to be seen for then.

Gina's underhanded tactic of using her belt had gien her all the time she needed to take advantage of Rayne. Even though she feigned ignorance though, Rayne knew better. There was no way this girl didn't know that the belts could, and would be considered a weapon. She really was a brat, doing whatever she had to to get the upper hand. Sadly though, it seemed to be working.

When her hands began to massage her less harshly, and more sensually, Rayne couldn't stop herself from shuddering. "Ahh..." she moaned, her cheeks getting a bit red and her breathing quickening. It was getting harder and harder to ignore the stimulation, and the groping on top if Gina rubbing her legs and bare sex against her wasn't helping at all. But that didn't mean she wouldn't try to fight back. Trying to ignore the body scissor, she would reach forward and try to slide a hand underneath Gina's bra cup, and pinch the brat's nipple, in hopes of getting a reaction.

It was clear that her tactic would work, Gina was sure about that. Rayne would surely look extra cute when she was screaming and writhing on the bed under the bratty former tennis player. When one of Rayne's hands came up to her breast, Gina paid her no big mind. She was in the lead, even when Rayne started to come back at her with some tenderness, she was pretty sure that it would be too les and too late for her.

"Oow! Bitch!"
She screamed in pain when her nipple was pinched, gripping one of Rayne's breasts hard in retaliation. She did lose her concentration on the scissor while she was pinching and punishing her opponent.

Rayne was definitely in bad shape at this point. Her body wanted to betray her, and give in to the pleasure, but she didn't want to give up. Still, Gina was making it very hard to not to. Rayne wouldn't give in without a fight though. Reaching up, she would slip her hand under her bra and pinch the girls nipple, forcing a scream out of her. That might have been a bad move though, as Gina squeezed her breast hard in response.

"Ahh!" she cried out, both hands shooting to Gina's wrist. She hadn't expected her to react in such a way. Then again, Gina had proven to be very erratic with her reactions, so she shouldn't be shocked. "L-let go!" Rayne said, trying to pull Gina's wrist from her breast and hopefully, find a way to get away from her.

“NO! You let go!”
And luckily she did while a grim and pained expression had tagged the joyous expression out rather quickly as her nipple now burned painfully. It was pretty obvious that the scissor would not get the desired results when Rayne lashed out at her breasts again. While she obviously suffered under Ginaâ€s counter attack, she would probably always find a way to come back at her from that position.

So she would let go of the scissor, trying to slip her leg between the legs of the Japanese to mount her with a full body press, capture her wrists to put them beside her head and give her the fucking of her life if al went according to plan for Gina.

Gina was really making things bad for Rayne. Despite her effort to get Gina away by pinching her nipple, all it did was make her be all the more aggressive. Then again, Gina was probably used to this kind of thing. She had taken her clothes off willingly, and didn't care that the audience was gawking at her. Rayne was definitely at a huge disadvantage, right from the start.

When Gina released her front he scissor, Rayne hoped that this might give her a chance to get some distance. She couldn't have been more wrong. Taking advantage of Rayne's current state, she would capture her wrists, and move one of her legs between her own, her thigh rubbing against her covered sex. "AHHNNn!" Rayne cried out, feeling a hot rush of pleasure rise through her. She was trapped underneath Gina, her wrists trapped. And thanks to the predicament she was in, she couldn't gather the strength to fight back effectively.