Safia Shahrazar vs. Julie Hiroshi - Hentai Submission!

Safia:

VS.

Julia:

Safia stood behind the curtain blocking off the ramp, taking a few deep breaths to calm her fluttering heart. She closed her eyes as she listened to the sounds from the previous match. The match soon wound down, and a ring attendant came and tapped on Safia's shoulder. She nodded, bouncing a few times on her feet to loosen up and get her blood pumping.

"Up next, we have a hentai submission match!" the announcer called. The crowd roared, eager for the match to start. They knew that there was a new fighter coming, making this an extra special treat.

"And now! " the announcer shouted, "A catfighter from Europe, you all know her as the Dusk Rose, welcome Safia!"

The lights in the arena dimmed, before a series of purple spotlights shone down on the ramp. Fake mist blew out, billowing into violet clouds. Safia whipped the curtain aside and walked between the mist, cutting a striking figure. She walked with purpose down the ramp, stepping up onto the ring apron. She showed off her flexibility by kicking one of her legs above her head, then swinging it through the gap between the ropes, stepping into the ring. She walked around the ring once, letting everyone in the crowd take a good long look at her, before settling into her corner. She appeared to everyone looking to be quite calm.

"And now entering to take her on...the gorgeous gymnast Julia Hiroshiiiiii!" The announcer yelled out to the excited crowd who all were already pumped after Safia's entrance. Julia's entrance would be a lot more tame by comparison.

Hearing her name called the bluenette ran out from backstage, waving to the audience and high fiving as many of them as she could on her way to the ring. Julia hopped up onto the ring before grabbing the ropes and vaulting herself over them. She'd hold her hands out to the crowd as she awaited more applause.

Julia took a quick glance at her opponent and waved. She would have been a bit more friendly had she not needed to warm up. The woman grabbed her leg and slowly began to bend down and reach towards her feet. She was met with a bit more of a cheer from the crowd and a few whistles as she gave a few of them a nice view of her rear. If asked at any point though the gymnast would swear she was only trying to stretch.

Safia turned to look at her opponent when she entered the ring. Julia certainly seemed athletic, vaulting over the top ropes. She was flexible too. Safia knew that the opponent she was facing was a gymnast, which probably meant that trying to go for submissions wasn't going to work. The girl was probably flexible enough to squirm her way out of any hold. It would certainly be fun though, feeling Julia squirm. Safia licked her lips, relishing the thought.

"Alright focus Safia," she thought, "Don't get too ahead of yourself now."

She stepped forward, holding out her hand. "I'm Safia," she said to greet her opponent, "It's a pleasure to meet you Julia. I'm sure we will have a good match!"

"I'm going to have so much fun with you," Safia thought as she looked at Julia up close. Flexibility meant that Safia could bend Julia into all sorts of positions with her hentai moves. She wondered what the gymnast would feel when she's all exposed, it made her blush ever so slightly.

Glancing up Julia saw her opponent approaching. The bell hadn't been sounded though so the woman was assuming this was nothing to be concerned about. Standing up straight she would turn her body from side to side to stretch out her back before extending her hand for a shake.

"Heya. Nice to meet you, greet you, and hopefully beat you!" The bluenette teased. Sure she knew nothing about her foe but going into a match with the intent of winning was always the best option. After a quick handshake the gymnast would go back to stretching, putting her leg up on the middle rope and briefly trying to touch her toes. Soon satisfied with her warm up she'd turn towards Safia and ready herself.

"Hope you don't mind if I stretch you out a bit. Already just had my turn." The bluenette said with a smile. She would slowly approach Safia, signalling the start of the match. Her plan was to quickly lock up with the other woman to see what exactly she was dealing with.

"Cute and bubbly," Safia thought as she evaluated her opponent, "Innocent too? I wonder if she has done anything like this before." The thought that perhaps Julia was a complete novice reassured Safia somewhat. It would certainly give the experienced catfighter an advantage. Though maybe it was all just a ploy.

Julia seemed intent on getting all her stretches in. "She's certainly flexible," Safia thought, "I wonder how far I can bend her?" She couldn't wait as Julia was presenting such a beautiful sight. Safia placed her hands on her hips, looking at Julia intently.

Soon though Julia was ready to start the match. The flexible brunette came right at Safia when the bell rang, immediately locking up. Safia did the same, matching Julia's movement, locking up in a collar and elbow. She braced her feet and spread her stance, pushing back against Julia. Julia was quite strong, it seemed.

Safia had a plan in mind through. She would suddenly break the lockup, grabbing Julia's extended arm, and wrenching it behind her back, trying to lock in a quick armbar!

Julia would gladly lock up with Safia and try to test her strength. It soon became obvious though that power was neither of the woman's forte. Very little progress was being made in either direction although the bluenette appeared to be slightly favored. Since she wasn't losing the exchange, the gymnast was happy just pushing back while she thought of her next move.

Things soon changed though as Safia broke the lock up. The bluenette stumbled forward a step, allowing her opponent to make their way behind her with her arm in tow. "Haaah owww...let go!" Julia whined, her arm now painfully twisted behind her back. In her position though it was not a terribly difficult task for her to try and march her way towards the ropes for a quick break.

Safia wrenched Julia's arm viciously, trying to get as much damage in before she had to let go. Julia went straight for the ropes, not trying to force her way out of the hold. Safia held on the whole way, making sure that Julia felt pain for every step she took. Even after Julia grabbed the rope, Safia still wrenched on her arm.

"Rope break!" the referee called, "One! Two! Three!-"

Safia released the arm, stepping back and holding up her hands to show the referee. She stepped back and raised her hands in a grappling stance again, content to let Julia recover and come back at her, hoping that after getting a little taste of what Safia wanted to do she would be a bit afraid.

Julia's eyes went wide as her arm was bent into what could only be described as an unnatural position. "Haaah! NNNNNG! OWWWW!" She yelped, now frantically reaching for the rope with her free hand. Sure the woman was known for being stretchy but that was mostly just her legs and hips. She had little need to maintain too much arm flexibility, a fact that she was currently not to thrilled about.

Finally the bluenette grabbed the ropes and waited for relief. She was met with a harsh bend though, causing a loud squeal to escape her lips as Safia wrenched her arm. Eventually the referee broke the two up and Julia was given a moment of reprieve. "Ahh...that wasn't fun." She said to herself, wincing as she started to shake her arm about. It felt a bit like jelly for a moment but given a few seconds that would pass.

Now that she knew that getting in close without a plan might be a mistake, Julia would try to use what little height advantage she had. Taking a step in towards Safia she's throw a kick aimed at the woman's ribs in hopes of staggering the purple haired wrestler upon impact.

Safia enjoyed every moment of making Julia squeal. The gymnast made such cute noises as Safia bent her arms, and she couldn't wait to hear what kinds of sounds she would make once Safia got at her sexually. But for now she let Julia recover as she held the ropes. Rules were rules, and Safia wasn't about to get disqualified before she got to have some more fun.

She smiled softly at Julia's statement. "Not fun for you," Safia said, "Plenty of fun for me though!" She stuck out her tongue, teasing her opponent. It was just a taster of what Safia had planned for Julia.

She settled into a grappling stance again, expecting Julia to come at her once she got off the ropes. She did not expect Julia to throw a kick though! Safia had no time to dodge as she was well within the range of Julia's long toned legs. She was barely able to bring her arms down in time to absorb the hit. Julia's shin still slammed into her ribs, sending a wave of pain through Safia, making her stumble and wince. She didn't fall though, planting her bare feet on the mat and quickly straightening up in a much more defensive position.

"not fun for any of us!" Julia pouted. The woman was willing to give most things a chance but having her arm twisted and bent was not something she would ever consider entertaining. The cheering crowd seemed to disagree however. She'd just have to find another way to entertain them though. A pained gymnast was not on the menu today, or so she hoped.

The gymnast managed to have some luck as her foot make contact with Safia's ribs. It hadn't been quite as large of an impact as she would have wished but the bluenette wasn't exactly a powerhouse. It did stagger her opponent however which was enough. Julia would try to use the brief opening to lunge forward and spear her opponent. She knew if she could just get Safia to the floor then the sumbission based wrestler would have much more to work with.