Chesna vs. Hel

Hel gasped for breath as the pain subsided, shortly thereafter feeling Chesna's hands exploring her back and squeezing her ass. She shivered, the stimulation from Chesna's work finally reaching her brain, deferred a bit from the pain from Chesna's pressure point attack.

Shaking, Hel grit her teeth, trying to stay focused. Her eyes met Chesna's, eying the blood trickling from her nose with a bit of satisfaction. Still... this was a hentai match. Hel needed a new plan... and Chesna's stimulation steered her decision making. Lunging down, Hel would try to grab Chesna's head and bring it up, kissing the doctor, thrusting her tongue in Chesna's mouth violently to attempt to take control.

The fingers that traced Hel's spine curled up as Hel kissed her. Chesna returned the kiss with nearly as much zeal but if Hel happened to open her eyes, she would notice that Chesna's were wide open and glazed over as she stared into the distance. Despite Hel's newfound belief that her kiss put her on the offensive, Chesna quickly took advantage of the opportunity she had been given. Sliding her hand down the actress' shapely ass, she slipped her fingers easily into Hel's exposed pussy and began to finger her expertly.

Hel's eyes met Chesna's... or at least they noticed Chesna's. Wow... this girl looks like Denise Richards on a good day... Wait. That must be how... Hel's thoughts were interrupted by Chesna's itinerant hands, quickly finding their way into Hel's womanhood. Hel let out a few soft whimpers into the kiss, her pussy reacting warmly to Chesna's touch. After a second, she would regain her composure and break off the kiss with Chesna.

If she was really that stoned, Hel wasn't going to be able to win this match by hurting Chesna. The pain would barely register. She needed to get away, to think, Chesna's work was pushing her closer and closer to the edge. Hel would force herself to once again try to break away from Chesna's touch, trying to quickly shove herself back and to a kneeling position over Chesna, at least trying to get her womanhood out of Chesna's reach while she tried to catch her breath.

Chesna sat up almost undertakeresque as Hel backed off of her. She brought up her hand that was previously inside Hel and began to lick off the juices both sensually and apatheticly as she seemed to be looking passed Hel. "And I bet she works out to keep that hot figure..." She said with a sigh. She tilted her head and looked at Hel. "Did you ever have a personal trainer?"

Hel arched an eyebrow, her mouth hanging agape slightly at Chesna's sudden question. "No, but I do a lot of martial arts... You're... uh... a piece of work yourself."

An awkward second would pass, Hel still kneeling in front of Chesna, before Hel would aim to slam her elbow into Chesna's chest, aiming to knock the girl to the mat. Hel would immediately go low... down into Chesna's crotch. She would try to pull aside Chesna's underwear and slide two fingers into Chesna's womanhood, stroking her furiously and roughly.

Chesna furrow her brow at Hel's response as though it was incorrect. "Huh, how about that." She then let out an 'oof' as she fell backwards almost perfectly to expose herself to Hel's violations. When Hel began to pump into her, Chesna turned her head and blushed but otherwise seemed unphased. "It sure tasted like someone who has good eating habits."

Blushing... that HAS to be a good sign... right? Please? Hel continued to furiously explore Chesna with her fingers, seeking her most sensitive nooks, massaging her clit fiercely.

Hel seemed a little queasy at Chesna's comment about her taste. "I... uh... ewww." Her work slowed, but she would recover her composure and continue her pace. This girl... was something else.

Still, Hel knew that if she was ever going to make a comeback movie, she knew she was going to base a henchwoman off this... this psycho. "Well, I... uh... I try?"

"That's very good. It's important to stay healthy." She was then silent for a few moments before she said "Oh..." In a very dry tone as she looked down where Hel was fingering her. "I guess you win." She said as she let out a sigh of what seemed more like relief than disappointment from loosing or even pleasure from having just orgasmed. "I came so you win right? That is how it works? That's good, I have things I need to do anyway." She was about to get up when she stopped and looked at Hel. "I guess it's not fair for me to have all the fun..." She said in a dry but serious tone. "Plus I should thank you for the data." She then slipped her fingers into Hel in an attempt to get her to cum as quickly as possible, using expertise rather than speed.

Hel stared quizzically at Chesna, glancing at the doctor's crotch and back up at her face. "Uh... what?"

The ref girl was also somewhat bewildered by this turn of events... but, she had seen a great many female orgasms in her time... a consequence of the job. Staring at Chesna for several seconds, she decided that... she probably did just see an orgasm. She gestured for the end of the match... but also indicating that this was no time to intervene on the fighters' post-match "fun."

Hel let out a sharp gasp as Chesna's fingers slid into her, expertly working her to a sexual frenzy... "Oh... aaaah..." She hissed, driven closer and closer to the brink. "Wh... what just happened? Data?" She whimpered softly, panting heavily.

"Hm?" Chesna said as she looked up at Hel as she questioned her 'data'. "Oh nevermind about that. Just relax and enjoy yourself. You're close to cumming aren't you?" She continued to finger Hel expertly. Indeed she only wanted her attention on being pleased to avoid further suspicion.