Amaya vs Asuki: Rope Match

Asuki stared at herself in the mirror as she prepped herself for her upcoming match. Placing her hands on her wide hips, she shifted her weight to one side and continued to stare at her reflection. She had an annoyed expression on her face as she thumbed at the thin fabric. Something wasn't right....or was it?



Hands gliding up her smooth legs, the girl's hands disappeared underneath a blue version of what would normally be a purple dress and pulled the sides of her black thong up higher onto her hips. "Hmmmm!" She hummed with glee, but had to stop herself from getting anymore naughty. There would be more than she could ask for in the coming match ahead. No need to pre-game.  If anything, the annoyance she showed earlier was just simple agitation that she had to wait another 30 minutes for her match to start. She couldn't hide the fact that she was a bit horny.....

Sneaking her hands back out, Asuki then adjusted the large white parts of her dress, stuffing and smoothing  out the cloth on her bulbous breasts. The fabric hugged them tightly, however the witch had a good feeling that those were going to be the first things to malfunction on her outfit. Not only was this match going to be extremely sensual, but she was planning on making it a rough and hard hitting one as well. She grinned at herself before turning away to grab her hat and staff, simple props to go with her persona in  a normal match.  This time, however, she had plans on at-least using one of them on her opponent. "Lets hope you still believe in magic Amaya..." Asuki giggled as she walked out of her locker.


Center stage would grow dark and bubble out a thick fog as Asuki's music  blasted through the loudspeakers. Soon, the crowd of several hundred could see the girl's hourglass silhouette as she appeared from backstage. With her head titled down, her large rimmed hat kept the crowd from seeing her face. Even though, it didn't seem to keep the fans from hollering her name. "Ahhh...." she giggled to herself and thought just how much of a treat the audience was in for tonight.

Before hopping up into the ring, Asuki rested her staff against its side. When they decided to drag the match outside of the ring's barriers, she would make would be sure utilize her prop if the opportunity presented itself.  Settling herself against an open corner, the witch noticed the rope in which she would need to type up her opponent to win resting on the turnbuckle parallel to her. She then got a shiver down her spine, and slowly grinned widely. The excitement was really starting to kick in, and the witch could barely keep herself stoic. She had just hoping that Amaya would soon come out.

It had been a while since Amaya had pulled this particular outfit out of her locker but when she had learned who her opponent was she hadn't been able to resist, she had commissioned the form fitting wrestling suit on inspiration from this woman after all. After her first run in with Asuki she had decided on using a witch persona much like the other woman did and while Amaya had embraced her police roots since then she had never gotten rid of that first outfit. She stepped back in the locker room to admire the old gear, the skin tight suit clinging to every curve of her sensual body while putting her breasts on prime display, with about as much cleavage as was possible without her breasts popping right out.

The memories of their previous match was so vivid in Amaya's mind it seemed more like it had been yesterday and not last year. She was quite eager to see what sort of trouble they could get into tonight, it was so rare for Amaya to run into someone as gifted in the chest as she was and with how their last match had gone Amaya wouldn't have dared missed the chance for a second run at her.

When it was Amaya's time to come on out the lights dimmed and a laser show began in the arena, purple beams of light dancing all over the place when the former policewoman stepped from the back and out onto the entrance ramp. The crowd chanted her name as she made her way down to the ring, her breasts bouncing softly with every step she took until she reached the ring and rolled underneath the bottom rope. Standing up she glanced around the ring, taking note of the coils of thin rope hanging from each turnbuckle including the one where Asuki stood.

"Its good to see you again Asuki...hope you don't mind but I thought you might enjoy fighting a fellow witch." Amaya said with a wink and a playful laugh, her hands running through her hair just to give Asuki a better view of the breasts she had no doubt would come into play early in this match.

"Ooooooo ohhhh.....hmmmmm" Asuki glared at Amaya with most interested look she had given anyone in awhile. What the police lady wore was quite....well it didn't leave anything to the imagination being mostly a skin tight body suit. While it brought back memories of their last bout, Auski made a blatant pouty face at Amaya as she spoke...but it was one out of playful competition than anything. "Ahhh.....for once you seem to have made me feel a bit overdressed for a match Amaya....Shame on you..." Asuki giggled as she traced a hand up her bare thigh, over along the peaks of her covered abs and ended just tip of her nipple, the white of her dress failing to conceal the pink underneath it. It was a non-verbal reply to the police woman...a way of communication only them seem to understand.

"Mmmm.....well what do they have us doing tonight? Tying each other up with rope it seems...That sounds really....kinky..." Asuki narrowed her eyes while licking her lips at the same time as she peered at Amaya's outfit once more. " I do hope you have more than one of those outfits Amaya....I'm going to love peeling it off you strip.....by strip.... all the while hearing you scream in pain...." Asuki clicked her teeth together, the sadist in her slowly starting to rise. Rolling her shoulders back, her breasts nearly spilling out of the top of her dress as the cloth slide lower, the witch wagged a finger towards her sexy partner. They didn't need a bell to get this match started.

Asuki was absolutely striking in that witche's dress she wore, looking every bit as delicious as the last time they had stood in a ring together, quite the pleasant memories coming back to her as she continued staring at the woman's barely covered tits. When Asuki turned the conversation towards her attire Amaya couldn't help but chuckle and run her fingers down along the edges of her outfit, moaning ever so softly as she ran them over her breasts and then down to her hips. "Oh this old thing? I was hoping you'd like it, after all I did have this made because of you, you inspired it actually." What Amaya said was true, after their previous match Amaya had liked the witch look so much she had commissioned the suit and while she had been wearing a police inspired one for a while now she had kept this one just in case she fought Asuki again.

"Kinky indeed and perfect for the two of us don't you think? I already have so many ideas for how to put these ropes to good use...so many indeed..." Amaya's words trailed off as her mind wandered, imagining all the ways she could enjoy Asuki with the aid of the ropes hung around the ring. "I might but the same goes for you Asuki, it will be a pity but your dress will have to go for what I have in mind." She raised an eyebrow at Asuki but didn't reply to her claim of wanting to hear her scream. If the woman wanted to get rough then rough they would get, it sounded like too much fun to her.

"Ding" Amaya imitated the sound of a ringing bell and wasted no time in racing across the ring, her skin tight suit causing her breasts to bounce with every step but she was used to that. Once she reached Asuki she leaned forward and tried to tackle Asuki into the corner, looking to start things off with a bang.

Asuki placed her hands on her hourglass hips, giggling in excitement to see that her opponent wanted to do the same thing to her as she wanted to do to Amaya. The witche's perfectly manicured nails slightly dug into her hips, the bell was taking forever to ring. If Asuki hadn't been the extreme dominate type, she might actually think of just stripping down for Amaya and letting the girl have her way with her. Unfortunately, Auski didn't find that as stimulating as being the more "aggressive" elements in the equation.

Asuki nearly sighed with relief as she finally heard the bell sound off. Watching Amaya, Asuki had an inclination that she was going to go for a headlong frontal action to start this sexy match off. When the policewomen did just that, rushing towards her, she giggled. At least they were one of the same mind. If Amaya hadn't moved when she did, it would be a sure thing that Asuki would have done so instead.

"UUGhhhh!" Asuki let out a girlie grunt as she was pushed back into the turnbuckle. "Oooo...hmmmmm...wanting to get things off all touchy touchy off the bat huh Amaya? I can play that..." Asuki snickered as she would try and attempt to wrap a leg around the girl's waist, not wanting to let Amaya get too far away from the witch's grasp. At the same time, Asuki would try and grab ahold of both of Amaya's massive tits. Amaya seemed to be intent to show Asuki that she wanted this match to be intimate in all senses of the term, and the witch was happy to oblige.

Amaya had always been a very forward woman who made it very clear what and who she wanted, going after them right from the start without much in the way of dancing around the matter. That held true when it came to this bewitching creature in front of her and so Amaya went right after her with only an imitation of a bell ringing to serve as a warning for the other woman. She barreled into her at a sprint, Amaya's shoulder connecting solidly with Asuki's stomach sending her fellow curvy woman back first into the corner of the ring with a satisfying thud.

She could feel Asuki's breasts bouncing from the impact as they fell upon her upper back, a wide grin on Amaya's lips as her mind raced with all the possibilities. She glanced up at the coil of rope that was hanging from the ring post and for a moment thought of going for it right away, but the feeling of Asuki's leg wrapping around her forced Amaya to consider other options. "Well good beacuse I've decided I want you Asuki, hope you're ready." Amaya replied with a laugh following soon after that ended with a loud moan as Asuki wasted little time in latching her fingers onto Amaya's generous mounds.

Amaya though would wrap her arms tightly around Asuki's midsection and with one of the woman's legs wrapped around her that left only one on the ground, perfect for what Amaya had in mind as she tried to lift Asuki upward. If she could get the witch up in the air Amaya would turn around and immediately drop down, planting Asuki down hard right on her back.

As Asuki was busy with roughly gropping Amaya's large breasts, the witch wouldn't realize what her opponent was doing until she felt being lifted up off the ground. "Ohh...hmmm...Amaya....just how did yours get so-OHhhhhh...Ohhh...are doing a bearhug so soon! You know I -UGHhhhhhhhhHH!" The witch cried out as she was slammed on her back. "Ooohmmm..." Asuki cringed as she arched her back up off the ground slightly, pressing her stomach against Amaya's while trusting her breasts up into the girl's face.

However, the slam was not enough to jar the witch's thick thighs from their hold around Amaya's waist. If anything, the thick muscles pulsed, resulting in the the witch's grip on the girl's waist even tighter. Crossing her feet at her opponent's lower back, Asuki would hope such would lock the girl in place from getting up. "Hehehe...you know Amaya..." Asuki said as she would attempt to wrap her arms around Amaya's head. From the slam, the witch was a bit higher than the girl, her face seeming to hover right over the massive valley of Asuki's cleavage. "...this is a great position for you to enjoy my breasts now..." Attempting to grip the back of Amaya's head, Asuki would attempt to force her down between her breasts. "Hmmmmmm!"

"What a perfect view." Amaya thought to herself as she stared down into the heavenly valley that was Asuki's absolutely enormous tits, the witch beneath her one of the few in all of the AFW who could claim to be an equal for Amaya in that department. After bringing Asuki plummeting down onto her back in the middle of the ring she had quite the comfortable spot on top of her, her own tits pressed firmly against Asuki's stomach which her hands were quick to seek out for a bit of light groping. She simply couldn't help herself, Asuki held a high place in Amaya's thoughts after their first match together, it was where she had gotten the inspiration for her witch attire in fact.

Asuki though wasn't idle underneath her, good she thought as Amaya wanted this to be a tough fight, it would make the ultimate victory even sweet for having come at great difficulty for her. Those legs of Asuki's wrapped around her fully now, putting on the squeeze on Amaya's midsection that caused her to groan from the pain. As she was though her face was suddenly introduced to Asuki's breasts, the wich catching her in a smother hold the moment she had opened her mouth to take a deep breath.

"Hmmmmmm Hehehe oooh! That's tickles Amaya!" Asuki chuckled from the slight waves of vibration her opponent gave off a the witch wiggled her into the smoother. Asuki would moan out lightly as she hugged down tightly on her breasts, the motion pulling the top of her dress down off her mounds, exposing just a bit of pink. Licking her lips, Asuki narrowed her eyes playful, being able to feel Amaya's large tits squish into her stomach as she embraced her.

With a solid lock on her, the witch would attempt to do a full turn of their positions; getting Amaya on the bottom and her on top. Asuki "preformed" best while she was on top." MmmmHmmmm!!" Asuki hummed if she was successful. The which would then use the weight of her breasts to keep them pressed into Amaya's face while trying to grab onto both her legs; to which she would pull them up under her arms in order to give those lovely thighs of her opponent a painful stretch.