Sabine Shanoa vs. Marc Troyard - A Slippery Encounter

Rules: Hardstyle Hentai Oil Match
Winning Conditions: Win by Pinfall, Submission or Knockout after a wrestler has made her opponent orgasm

Well. This was interesting.

So far, Marc Troyard has been in a couple of matches with many shapes and sizes. Most of them were matches that fitted with Marc's strengths. His record wasn't something to be proud of but Marc didn't really care about wins and losses. For him, just being in the ring with some hot and sexy women was good enough for The Perfect Gentleman. However, this match was certainly different from the usual matches that he has been in so far...

An Oil Wrestling match.

Needless to say, Marc was a bit nervous about that one. Anyone that has faced Marc knew that his wrestling or ground game was probably next to non-existant and no doubt some had taken advantage of it. Marc himself preferred the stand up game, it was what he was comfortable in. But, if he was to have a less stressful time on the ground then he's gotta learn at one point. Not only that, it's in oil. Not hard enough that he doesn't have any sort of wrestling skills to impress the ladies, doing it in oil would be even harder to do.

Ah well, as said before. Marc's gotta learn at one point. And what better time than now as they say.

His theme would play in the speakers before Marc Troyard would appear on top of the ramp, wearing just his black wrestling trunks. Should be ok for a match like that. Even with his record not being good, he's still as lovable and a favorite, getting fans, mostly women, everytime he steps in the arena. And as Marc would appreciate the many woman that call his name and cheer him on, there was one woman that he is thinking of right now.

Sabine Shanoa.

He only just saw snippets of her but he was really looking forward to it, even if this is a match that is not in his favor. The ring was sunken into the floor to accommodate the liquid and hold it instead of it being leaked out on to the floor. Makes sense that it would be like that. The Perfect Gentleman would get to the ropes, this time, carefully, stepping inside the oil covered canvas, one bare foot at a time. What transpired would be a funny sight to the crowd.

While most WAM wrestlers would probably be alright with this, Marc felt as if he's on a ice rink, his feet slipping and sliding as he managed to enter the ring. Holding onto the rope for dear life almost, Marc tried to get himself stable, obviously not so used to dealing with the oily surface. He would think that he had it as he stood tall but as he would go to his corner, he immediately loses his footing and slips down onto his muscular ass!

What followed was a howl of laughter from the crowd as Marc rubbed his butt. "Ah fuck me..." He muttered too himself, just staying sitting down for the most part as he used the ropes to propel him to the corner.

Yep, this is gonna be a long night...

Spoiler:

Another day, another fortunate victim for Sabine to ravage in the ring, the Brazilian counted herself lucky as she sauntered her way through backstage, her white bikini contrasting nicely against the Vixen's dark skin and purple hair. Her escapades in Tokyo had concluded allowing hey back into Kyoto with a long list of new boys to introduce to her own wonderful world of grappling, with the oil making it all the smoother for the dancing succubi to slither around her opponent who, by the looks of things, was having a little trouble staying upright before Sabine had got to make him weak at the knees.

Shaking her hips for the loving crowd, the purple haired deviant slipped under the bottom rope and into the ready-made pit of debauchery, licking her lips as she spun around slowly, letting Marc get a good look at what he was getting his hands on while she took the time to oil herself up.

Marc really had a tough time trying to keep himself up on the oil coated ring, looking like a deer on ice as he used the ring ropes to keep himself up. All while the purple haired vixen would soon appear in the ramp, and looking sexy as all hell!

H-H-H-HOOOLLLYY SH-" His mind would give his hotness assesment, his eyes looking at Sabine as the Brazilian strolled down the ring. But that was cut as he soon fell to the floor to again, falling on his ass again. While he looked like a fool, Sabine looked divine. Marc just stayed on the floor sitting as Sabine oiled up. "Hey. Y'know. Just chilling.
Definitely not sitting because I can't stand in oil." Marc chuckled as he watched the Sensual Succubi oil up.

Sabine chuckled softly as Marc was left slipping down to the oily canvas, the poor man taking to the wet and messy stipulation badly was all the better for the Brazilian, but there was no need to be mean and tease him about his lack of balance, not when there was so much the purple haired vixen could do to keep Marc off balance. "Don't worry, there's no need to stand to attention for my sake~" she purred as she slid over towards the muscle-bound boxer, getting close enough to start rubbing down his chest gently, making him shimmer in the light "It's better to start on your knees anyway."

At least the sight of the purple vixen made it all better for Marc after falling on his ass many times. At this point he sorta gave up on trying to stand up and remained sitting. Either because he would probably fall face first on the oil covered mat or he just want to take in the sight of Sabine just rubbing the oil on her body.

Mostly the latter.

Good that Sabine seemed to not mind although he could tell it was still amusing to the Brazilian as she slid over to the boxer. But he didn't hear any smart remarks of how he couldn't even stand up on this while many other women could so all is good. But those theatrics before did probably tell Sabine that he isn't in a setting that he's used to.

Feeling her hand rubbing his chest, his sheepishness seems to have subsided some. Plus the view. That gorgeous view. "OH YEEE-HEEH-HEAAH!!" His mind would say as his eyes looked up and down. "Heh, yes ma'am." The Perfect Gentleman chuckled. I guess that works fine. Although knowing me, I probably would end up slipping anyways." As she would coat him with oil, his cock stirred under the fabric under his briefs.

Seems like he's not the only one trying to stand to attention.

Sabine slithered back towards her corner with a confident chuckle, managing to get up to a crouch in the slippery substance while Marc was left painfully teased sitting down, they had a whole match to get through first. No need to rush things with a man like Marc Troyard, the purple haired vixen could play with he food all night long if she wanted too.


The bell rang and the Brazilian moved as though she had been shot out of the cannon as she glided over the oily canvas, looking to give the man a nice and easy start to his first oil wrestling match with a quick tackle. Trying to gauge just how strong his muscular arms could be when they wrapped around to catch the ebony beauty.

Quite painful that he had to separate from Sabine, although he knew it was only for a short period of time. No doubt that he would return to get another taste of her sexy Brazilian body.

Leaving the guy sitting, Sabine slithered back to her corner, managing a crouch while Marc could just manage being on his knees. It's about the best he could do at this point. None of that standing up stuff. Soon the bell would ring and the purple vixen would shoot out of her corner as if she pushed off the side of the pool, sliding towards the guy with full speed. Immediately he brought his hands up to brace himself from the tackle. The only thing he would be worried about is if he even had a strong base to keep himself planted whilst taking the purple cannonball.

As expected, it isn't so stable as he hugged the woman, although with the momentum from the tackle, it did have him slide back on the slippery canvas. At one point, Marc would try to plant one foot on the floor so he would be on one knee, just in an attempt to get better footing. Although with the oil, its definitely a hard task...

"Mmmph!" Sabine let out as he collision dissolved into a warm embrace as Marc managed to keep himself upright on the slippery canvas, the purple haired vixen's arms draping around his neck loosely while she pressed her chest in close once again, letting the boxer get a brief feel of the bikini against his own skin before Sabine deployed her next assault. 

Taking advantage of his inexperience, Sabine sweeped her legs low, trying to take the big man down onto the canvas so the Brazilian could really slide around. "Having fun yet?~" she purred as she looked down on him, legs entangled with his.

Barely was he able to catch Sabine and keep upright, especially with the oil under him not helping matters with traction. Good thing that came with it was feeling her sexy Brazilian body on his, her large chest on his. He smiled. Body to body contact, Oil wrestling might not be so bad after all.

But he still has much to learn as with his inexperience, Sabine could take advantage of it. And do so she will as her leg sweep took him down to the oily canvas, his legs entangled with hers. "Well, pretty fun so far, yeah." He chuckled. Not a bad sight. But in this...slippery surface, he could only do so much.