Michael Medors v. Mariko Ishii. Hentai match

Michael was in pain. Mariko was doing a good job making this competitive and fun. He was caught by surprise that she caught his hand. He finally got a break, which was good. He finally could let his aching balls rest. He then heard Mariko's comment. "You could at least take me out to dinner first." the Paladin joked. Mariko would be a nice mistress, but that wasn't reason enough to give up now. He had to get out now, but he was weak. He couldn't use his strength and he was not in a position for a rope break, so he had to use some other tactic.

He began to think of plans. Bite her? No, that would be low. Then again, I did set the standard with my Lay on hands, so maybe an erotic twist. He knew what to do. The answer was literally right in front of him. He opened wide and then bit down on Mariko's crotch.

Mariko chuckled at the Paladin's joke. "Oh believe me, I'll give you something to eat later~" she replied. But her joking and teasing mood ended the instant Michael bit her crotch. Letting out a yelp in surprise, she quickly shifted back on his chest to get away from his mouth, now glaring threateningly into his eyes.

She removed her hand from his pants, only to deliver a strong slap right across his face. "That was a big mistake. And now I'll have to punish you." Michael may have saved himself from being brought to orgasm and losing the match for the moment, but the Japanese beauty intended to make sure he paid for his action.

Lifting up the arm she had pinned with her hand, she would then spin to the side and swing her legs around, draping them across his chest and pulling his arm between her legs with an armbar.

Michael may come to regret that. He didn't expect her to take it so seriously, at least, that is how it's coming across. It was possible she won't hold him to it, but she might. He once again moved his head with the attack to reduce the force exerted on him, but it still stung. He then noticed she was going for an armbar, but that moment made his other arm free. He could attack her with it, but again, she may legitimately be angry, so he decided a couple seconds of pain at the least for the bite.

He bit down on his teeth, being in pain. He laid there instead of attempting to pulling them over to the ropes or doing some other thing. If Mariko went back to her teasing and friendly tone, he would attempt to pull them to the ropes. If not, then he would wait a while before doing so.

It wasn't that Mariko had taken what Michael did personally. The way she saw it, this was just breaking her pet of a bad habit. And with the armbar locked in, the Japanese beauty began to wrench back to apply as much pressure to the hold and damage his arm as much as possible.

"This is what happens to bad pets who bite their master." she said. Michael began once again slowly dragging himself toward the ropes, dragging Mariko along as he went. But since they were in the middle of the ring, she knew it'd be a long, painful road for freedom for the Paladin.

So she made the most of it, keeping the arm lock synched in the entire time. Once he finally made it to the ropes, Mariko would finally release his arm, standing up and backing away a few feet as she waited for him to get back to his feet.

Michael began to slowly get back on his feet. "For a moment there, I thought you took it personally." he uttered as he use the ropes to get back on his feet. He kept his eye on Mariko, watching her closely. Perhaps it was time for a defensive approach. Once he got on his feet, he looked at his opponent, lifted up his arm, and with a single finger, he beckoned her closer. "Bring it on, you sweet vixen."

His plan was simple, when she approached, he would counter by dropping to the ground and performing a leg sweep at the very last minute. He forgot one major detail. His body was aching. He may be too slow to react in time. He would be screwed if that happens.

Mariko simply stood with her arms crossed in front of her, not directly responding to his words initially. But his invitation brought a near-sadistic smirk back to her lips. "Be careful what you wish for."

Hips swaying from side to side, she began walking toward Michael, not one to be foolish enough to recklessly charge even in a situation like this. Still the Paladin was the first to strike, dropping down and swinging his leg to try to sweep Mariko's out from under her. The hit struck, but because of the aching his body was enduring, it only packed enough strength to make Mariko lose her balance and stumble for a moment rather than being swept off her feet altogether.

But this was a clear sign to Mariko that Michael might be near reaching his physical limit. And she was certainly going to take advantage of that. Shooting back up, she launched a knee right at his stomach in an attempt to wind him once again. If it hit, there was a good chance it would open up the beginning of a path to victory for the Japanese beauty.

Michael realised too late that he was slowing down due to pain. He had to get back into the game. He wanted to start off good. He wasn't going to lose his first match. He began to push himself. He noticed the knee going at him. He fought the pain and rolled over to the right, dodging the knee that is now going straight for the mat. He then rolled away, if Mariko wasn't fast enough to stop him, and he stood up.

He was pushing himself, but not in the dangerous sense. Most of the pain he felt was in his balls, not anywhere where he could pull a muscle. He Slid a hand in his speedos and readjusted himself, which made him grunt from touching the aching balls. He then looked back at Mariko and then he moved forward. He would try to make it look like he was going to punch Mariko's chest with his right, but actually attempt to make a quick jab with his left to her stomach before attempting to grab her and tucking her head under her arm for a DDT.

"Tch." she muttered in slight frustration as he somehow managed to avoid her knee. She hadn't guessed Michael still had enough stamina to move so quickly, but it still didn't seem like much to worry about. "Hold still!" she ordered, turning back around to face him.

But as she did, the Japanese beauty was suddenly caught with a jab to her stomach. "Oomph!" she gasped, doubling over and putting her arms over her stomach. The paladin then followed up with a DDT, spiking the top of Mariko's head right into the mat. "Ugh!" she groaned, dazed as she rolled over onto her side and rubbed a hand over her head.

Michael seem to be back to normal, but really, he was really good at hiding his aching. He still felt some pain lingering from the intense ball torture. He was merely fighting through it. "Did I hurt my beautiful friend too much?" he cooed, "Here, why don't you taste some medicine, your own."

The Paladin attempted the same pin Mariko had done to her. He attempted a schoolgirl pin. If he was successful, He would then begin to tease her, first taking off the bra so he can slide a finger around her nipples before sliding it down to her crotch before sliding a few fingers into her cunt.

The next thing Mariko knew, she was on her back with Michael sitting on her upper chest and neck with her head between his thighs in a schoolgirl pin, just as she'd perfumed on him earlier. But that wasn't where the similarity between the two instances would stop. He then removed Mariko's top and completely exposed her chest for all to see, before teasingly sliding a finger over her nipples, causing the slightest of moans to escape her lips.

And he continued by sliding his hand into her shorts, again mimicking Mariko's earlier tactic by burying a few fingers into her pussy. "Mmmm~" she moaned. Mariko didn't really mind her position, and for the moment made no effort to stop Michael from having his way with her womanhood, and soon he would no doubt directly feel her arousal. She began to slowly slide her hips in sync with the movement of his hand, smiling and closing her eyes as she relaxed under him and enjoyed the wonderful sensation. She wasn't planning on letting him win like this, however. She knew her limit, and simply wanted to get a bit of enjoyment while she recovered from the DDT. Once she finally felt she had her wits about her again, it was time to act.

She arched her back, apparently in reaction to Michael's hand fingering her wet mound. But as she did so her right leg suddenly shot up, aiming to strike a knee right into the paladin's lower back. Next, she'd throw her skull forward, aiming to headbutt the paladin again, but this time right in his crotch! If his groin had been hurting before it would certainly be in for a world of pain now, as would be the case for just about any man, and she hoped it would be enough to send Michael rolling off of her in agony.