Four Corners Match - Peyton McKee vs Sig

Hentai Match
Rule: Whenever a wrestler make her opponent cum in one of the corners, she marks the corner as hers.
Victory Condition: The wrestler who gets the most corner wins.
Tie Breaker: If both wrestlers claimed the same amount of corner, then the next wrestler to make her opponent cum at the center of the ring wins.

Spoiler:

"Wolves at the Door" starts to play as Peyton McKee walks out on the stage in her fancy ring attire. Well, fancy as revealing wrestling attire can get. It actually ended up as more of a strappy bikini than anything, but Peyton liked it if only for how unorthodox it was. The redhead, having gained some appeal from the fans from her first ever match, looked around excitedly at the crowd and proceeded to walk down the ring, slapping hands with those ringside. One fan was asking for a selfie, and Peyton, despite having claimed that selfies are the worst in the past, proceeded to take one with the lucky guy and gave him a kiss on the cheek for her troubles. "I better see that on the internet later!" shouted Peyton back at the young man playfully, pointing at him. "But don't let me see you trying to pass me off as your girlfriend, alright?!" Peyton laughed as she turned back around, ready go get into the ring.

She was excited for her match. Peyton's first match was fun, but it wasn't that much fun. She expected more. But this match? Maybe she could make something more fun out of it. McKee needed to make her opponent climax in all four corners of the ring. Or at least one of them. Or most of them? Really, she didn't look up the rules. She just went with it. It couldn't be that hard. I mean, the most important part was that it was two girls going at it in a sex battle and corners are involved. What else could Peyton possibly need to know about it? McKee entered the ring, still smiling. She was feeling optimistic about this. Win or lose, she'd have some fun!

Nodding her head to her own theme music, Peyton found her corner and sized it up for the briefest of moments before hopping on top of it, kicking her feet up, and laying across the corner on the ropes, closing her eyes, and stretching out that hot body of hers out as she waited for her opponent. She thought it was a Sig........ something? Peyton had convinced herself that it was probably a typo or something, and that her full name didn't make it. And honestly, her name didn't even matter. What mattered was how hot she was. This was a hentai match after all, and the hotter, the better. Peyton's music then stopped and she lifted up her leg while propped up in the corner and stretched it out very briefly, scratched her thigh, then laid it back down to wait for her next opponent[/color]

SIG:

It wasn't long before SIG's theme began to play on the speakers, prompting some cheers from her fans. The blonde appeared on the ramp soon after, dressed in her regular military style jacket, hat, and bikini set. A smirk decorated her face as she began to make her way to the ring, eyes fixed on the redhead that was already inside.

Sig just waved around to the crowds occasionally, and slipped herself through the ropes casually once she reached the ring. Her expression remained the same as she paraded herself around once, making a brief stop in front of her would be opponent to give her a thorough look. She then went to her corner and gave her jacket and hat to the staff, before turning around to face the redhead across her. A real beauty, which made this match seemingly going to be fun. The blonde licked her lips a bit.

The ref then signaled for them to come to the center, explaining the rules and all. Sig faked a yawn. She didn't really need to know the rules as far as she's concerned. All that mattered was having some fun with the hot redhead in front of her after all.

"Right, so I'll just coat the whole ring with her cum, yes? That's good?" the blonde cheekily interrupted the ref, while flashing a naughty look to her opponent.

Peyton let out an exaggerated sigh when the referee told her to come to the center of the ring, having to pat her on the leg to even get her attention. With effort, Peyton removed herself from her corner and then sauntered to the middle of the ring where she could finally see her opponent. She was a stacked little blonde. She looked European. Peyton looked over her opponent, blatantly sizing her up and checking her out. She thought her prognosis of her opponent and came to a conclusion after brief thought: the girl's hot.

In the meantime, Peyton didn't even listen to the referee talk as she was busy checking out Sig. By the time that Sig interrupted the ref, Peyton had bothered to actually start listening to the words being said around her. She raised her eyebrows, looking at Sig, then the ref, then Sig again, then the ref. Finally, she said, "Yeah, it's that easy, right...?" Peyton then paused, pursing her lips, looking unsure. "...Seriously, is it that easy? Because I wasn't paying attention. Is this match really simple or are there actually rules? You know, could you just repeat it?" asked McKee, nodding firmly... and then promptly looking bored once the ref was about to open his mouth. She then waved a hand in the ref's direction and said, "Nevermind, I'll figure it out."

She then turned to face Sig fully and said, "Hey girl. I'm laying it all out there, alright? You're hot. You seem like you're fun, so I'm feeling like this is going to be a good time." Peyton spoke totally frankly, not seeing the point in disguising her feelings, even to this stranger and more importantly her opponent. But hey, she was a blunt person by nature. And she was about to get very intimate with this girl, so she seemed like someone Peyton could confide completely with.

Sig grinned a bit as her opponent didn't seem like paying attention to the ref either. She actually had learned about the rules when the match was informed to her, only saying what she did to taunt the redhead. The girl didn't seem like too bothered, though, and with the ref decided not to waste her breath trying to explain the rules again, the fun finally could start.

"Heh, that's supposed to be my line," Sig smirked. "We're going to have so much fun, I think. you can call me Sig, by the way," the blonde said.

Once they got over the initial chit chat and greetings, Sig would step forward and attempt to engage her opponent in a lockup. The girl was taller, but she wasn't that much larger compared to herself, so there's no harm in trying to figure out how strong she was. If anything, Sig had been in a lockup with an opponent about twice her size anyways.

"Just Sig?" asked Peyton before shaking her head with a grin. "No, that's pretty cute. I'm Peyton." And then she noticed Sig going for a lockup with her, and Peyton could hardly believe it. This little girl trying to test her strength against her? She couldn't possibly be this dumb. McKee rolled her eyes as she humored the small blonde with a lockup and effortlessly kept up with Sig's attempt before heaving a sigh and then throwing all of her strength back at Sig, which happened to be quite bountiful. Peyton worked out. And she had that height advantage too.

After shoving back at Sig, she'd put her arms on her hips and then give her a skeptical look before asking a very simple question. "Seriously?" It wasn't specific, but she figured the blonde could understand what she meant.

Peyton accepted the lock up and seemed to be on the defensive for a bit. Sig kept pushing, until the girl showed her true strength and shoved her back quite easily. The blonde was a little startled, but this kind of outcome was expected.

"I guess..."

Before she finished her sentence, though, Sig would lunge forward, attempting to drive a knee to Peyton's belly for a surprise attack!

"...not...!"

Peyton's looked at Sig skeptically as she started to reply, but then was just a hair too late in reacting when Sig threw her knee into her stomach! The redhead staggered back holding her stomach and shook her head, looking annoyed. "That is so not cool! That just makes me want to kick your ass, not screw it!" Peyton then stormed up to Sig before attempting a big clothesline in retaliation. If she had to keep the girl down and rough her up a bit in order to get to the fun part, she would. But she wasn't about to let Sig surprise her again like that.

"Why don't you do both?" Sig chuckled, quite content with watching Peyton complaining rather than following her attack with something else. "Or maybe I'll do it for y-oouggh...!" her taunting was then cut short as the taller girl came at her with a clothesline to her chest, sending her to the mat on her back with a thud. "Ow..."

Clutching her chest for a bit, she'd then roll away from her opponent and tried to get up afterwards. Peyton was physically strong as expected, but Sig wasn't too concerned with that. If she was allowed back to her feet, she'd try to jump at the redhead to try tackling her down rugby style!

Peyton started towards Sig after she knocked her down. That girl was going to get it right now. She rolled away, however, and Peyton as impatient as ever started to follow her, and was then promptly taken off of her feet with a tackle! Peyton hit the mat, looking surprised, and then instinctively started to throw forearms and elbows at the German girl! McKee had been tackled before, and she wasn't about to let this smaller chick take away her biggest advantage that was her height by grounding her.

Despite managing to take down Peyton, Sig had no real advantage over her taller opponent yet. She couldn't really subdue the girl with all the elbowing going around, obviously, which annoyed her a bit.

"Gh... s-stay still... y-you...!"

Deciding that it not really worthed to try getting on top, Sig would try roll of the redhead instead and get on her knees. It might be better to get away before one of those strikes could hit her in the place that could cause a real problem.