Vanguard vs. Carmen Rodriguez - Beyond the Bounds

Carmen could tell that Glaive wasn’t a submissive often, that this didn’t come as natural to her as being on top, but she had to give the woman props for putting on a good show of it. She was better than Carmen had been at her first time, when she was fumbling and unsure, when she was hesitant with the safe words and didn’t want to disappoint. Ages ago, but the first memory was always one of the freshest.

This was good. She was pliant. Even helpful, giving her welcome advice before Carmen’s fumbling with her chest could turn from erotic to embarrassing. ”A buckle? A little much.” She had a deep chuckle at that, ticking Glaive’s ear with the vibration, before she placed a few gentle bites down the blonde’s neck. There was this little spot, right between the ear and the neck, that she thought never got enough attention.

Sure enough, there was a buckle down there, and Carmen had an easy enough time getting it free with a few deft fingers. The breasts came free, spilling out, and she pressed her chest down to meet them with her own. The size advantage belonged firmly to Glaive, but her breasts made up for it with tenanicity, slipping around and pressing and poking nipple to nipple, pancaking the bigger pair below. If not for the differing skin, it would’ve been hard to guess where one ended and the other began.

”Mackenzie.” She accompanied the name with a hot breath. ”Lexi.” A soft lick came over the bitten skin a second later, soothing it. It was good to have their outside real names, even if she’d only use them when they went outside. For the moment, it was just about control. She wanted something, Glaive gave it. And speaking of control…

Not content to be a mere observer, Aegis’ work was quickly racing Carmen along. The hand at her breast would’ve been titillating enough, but the woman knew how to work her fingers, even with pants in the way, and having her over her back like a blanket was equal parts sensual and comforting. Her pants were getting more damp between her legs, and it wasn't just the sweat. Time was running out.

When Glaive pushed her hips down hard, Carmen brought her leg down hard, slamming it into the mat and stepping up her efforts, thrusting with a quicker tempo. She pressed her chest down harder, so that Aegis’ fingers would work against the blonde’s breasts, even as they stimulated her own.

Finally, when Glaive tried to turn her head away, Carmen reached up and yanked her back by the chin, forcing her back into position. She sunk her teeth hard into Glaive’s neck, enough to make a mark, sucking at it and gnawing. Punishment, and if she didn’t get why, she would happily spell out why.

”No. No.” She lined up her face with Glaive’s and pressed down. Eye to eye, nose to nose, lips to lips, close enough to such everyone of her breaths down the throat. ”Any. Way. I. Wish.”

Mackenzie chewed on her bottom lip as she felt Carmen’s fingers working at the buckle of her top. It wasn't readily noticeable, hidden behind an ornate symbol, it almost looked like just enough part of the top. As it was popped free, her breasts poured out of the top that kept them pushed up together to better display her cleavage. Set free, they hung naturally before they were flattened out by Carmen bringing down on her.

Her nipples had already perked long before the top had come loose, now that they were free and being assaulted by Carmen’s the ordinarily chatting woman was finding it hard to speak outside of her sultry moans. She hadn't expected to become so enthralled with the former champion, but it was clear the woman knew what she was doing. She knew all the right places to nibble and suck to drive the blond wild. She would have questioned who had been tricked here, if she were able to think.

“O-ow haha!” She let out a small cry with a laugh as Carmen bit her for her impudence, making her eat her earlier terms. She whimpered softly, compliantly, as her stared up into her captors eyes. She had an commanding intensity that was hard to resist while Mackenzie writhed at her every touch.

Her legs twisted and squirmed as every thrust ground her to the floor, her bottoms slowly soaking in her own longing juices. “L-Lex...hurry!” The blond was panting as Carmen ripped into her, cutting down her defenses and taking her for everything she had like a wild animal. She envision this woman was some sort of supernatural beast, a vampire or a werewolf, defeating her, the noble knight in battle… it wasn't helping her hold it back, the fantasy only made it worse.

Lexi hadn’t really been in a rush. After all, they did these sorts of matches for a living. Carmen was making it difficult for her as well with all of her grinding and thrusting. When the blond started calling her name, she could hear it in her voice, how close she was, how dire the situation had become. It lit a fire under her, to save her friend.

Lexi pushed herself up off her knees, crawling herself further up Carmen’s back.she reached an arm out, attempting to wrap it around her adversary’s throat, flexing her around around her neck. She dug her chest into the woman's back, the open window of her top pressed down along her shoulder blades.

Her fingers withdrew from between Carmen’s legs, choosing to reach around the with am from the side, skipping her foreplay to drive her fingers down along the woman's navel, trying to plunged her hand down the woman's pants and any undergarment to trace her uncovered sex. Her deft fingers immediately went to work, slipping inside the woman, pumping in and out, timed with the woman's own thrusting as she tried to push her faster and harder.

And to think, Carmen hadn’t been anywhere near this sexually active when she’d come to the AFW. It was amazing what four years could teach you, even if you never participated in a real hentai match. Carmen had learned so much in a record amount of time, little tips and tricks that had served her well on hot, private nights. There was a technique, here, an expertise that taught you how to listen to your partners, to seek out their needs, to figure out the best places to hone in and focus.

It served her well, here, and Glaive would’ve likely agreed if she could form full sentences. As it was, though, Carmen had her under a tight control, making her devolve into guttural groans and half-formed words. It would’ve been a worthy feat with any woman, but she took real pride in getting to this point with someone like this. Glaive was a chatterbox, she could see that right, and she was willing to bet the woman didn’t turn that off easily.

Carmen stared deep into those eyes, seeing the lust, the want, the hunger, the mounting arousal. She was close to bursting, a nun could’ve sussed that out, but that wasn’t the problem. There was monkey on her back that she had to worry about. A quiet monkey with skilled fingers and a ravenous appetite, one that wasn’t going to rest until she made her victim explode.

Something had changed. They were on the final lap now, and Aegis was deadset on making sure Carmen reached the finish line, even if she had to be dragged there.

”Fuck!” Carmen arched her back, pressing down deep into Glaive’s chest, as Aegis went to work without a single delay. She was made to regret her decision to go with a thong today, as the woman was met with no resistance on her way to the promised land. She began to plumb the depths right away, and all Carmen could do was press her hips down and try to slow her down. A minimal delay, at best.

No, she had to change this up, there was no other way. It was a risk, but one worth the taking. Gritting her teeth, she slid down after giving Glaive’s lip a parting bite, and brought her teeth to the woman’s breasts. She didn’t bite them, didn’t clamp down, but only teased at it. Finding a nipple and slowly, slowly, slowly sinking her teeth in, savoring the ripe peach.

But that was just the side dish, the appetizer. For the main dish, she took after Aegis’ example and slid her fingers into the darkness between Glaive’s legs. Under normal circumstances, she would’ve taken her time, played around, made the blonde beg for each finger. Today, she had no choice but to give it her all from the start - she pumped away, mirroring the woman on top of her.

She was hot. She was going to orgasm. But if she could make Glaive do it first, even by one second...

Mackenzie threw her arms out to the side, slapping her palms to the ground hard. Why had she agreed to let her do this? Even if she was able to reciprocate it would far easier to hold out, allowing her to focus on something other than being absolutely dominated by this woman. Her legs wildly, limited in their range of motion from the weight of both women on top of her. “N-nngh!”

She cried out a squeal of pleasure as Carmen’s teeth pinched down on her nipples, her hot breath pouring down over her breasts. “Oh god… oh god…” See let out a shaky exhale as her body shuddered feeling Carmen’s fingers slide down her body. She was frozen in a state of anticipation, cheat heavy with each hot pant. “Augh… uhn… mmm!” She let out a moan accented with a soft whining cry once Carmen's fingers plunged inside of her. She was already soaking wet, beyond her velvet walls she was a furnace burning up as the former champion drove those digits in and out of her. Just as noisy as when she spoke, she was no shortage of moans and murmured expletives as she twisted and struggled.

Lexi tightened her arm around Carmen's neck, straining to apply a one armed sleeper hold, using her body weighing against Carmen's back for her leverage. The quiet knight brought her lips down across Her prey’s neck, suckling at the woman hard enough to leave a love bite. Her tongue flicked over the taught reddening skin as she moaned softly, so close to the woman's ear.

Carmen's attempts to stall her efforts found success for a time, pressed to tightly it was near impossible to slip her fingers in and out of the woman. Her fingers slid out, wet from their dive into the former champion's womanhood. They instead traced the woman's natural divide slipping down to encircles the woman's clit. Slicked with the woman's own juices, she rubbed hard and fast, trying to force Carmen over in a sudden burst of intense sensation.

Mackenzie sucked in her lips kicking a heel wildly into the ground. She felt like she was being stretched to her limit. She couldn't squirm enough, couldn't move. Carmans pumped her over and over with no escape in sight. “Aaaa… aaa… nnngh!” Her eyes clamped themselves shut as her body shook. With a sudden buck she cried out, a warm gush flowing around Carmen’s fingers as her inside pulsed with the beat of her heart. Her head lifted as she spasmed whimpering softly.

Carmen climaxed.

Though she tended to be reserved with most of her day-to-day life outside the ring, liking to keep things low key and quiet whenever she could, sex was the consistent exception to that hard rule. She was never a quiet lover, could never keep it stifled, liked to roar into the night. Just her nature. Something she couldn’t help. Especially not when it was good.

Aegis, to no surprise, was damn good. There never any question that she would slay Carmen with those fingers of hers, and it was over the second they entered. She would’ve had better luck fighting a whirlwind. There wasn’t anything she could do but be swept up in the maelstrom of pleasure. She bit down on Glaive’s succulent breast, tried to use it as a gag, but that gave way too quick - arching her back, Carmen let out a choked howl out as she gushed, drenching the floor.

But she wasn’t coming alone. She and Glaive made a sensual duet, filling the night air as the crowd cheered about them. They bucked about, spasmed as pure electricity ran through their veins. Carmen’s body turned to jelly, her arms gave way, and she collapsed onto her opponent, burying her face deep in the cleft of her cleavage.

For a moment, all she could was breath, filling her nostrils with the scent of their mingling sex and sweat, a heady aroma that took over the air. Had she reached the finish line first? She wasn’t sure. She thought she started to scream before Glaive did, but that didn’t necessarily mean it had happened before hers did. Without something hooked up to their bodies, there’d be no way to be sure.

But she didn’t care. She doubted Glaive did. Not after that, and the promise of so much more to come.

It took her a few seconds, but she managed to pull her head out of the crimson knight’s bosom and planted a tender kiss right down the middle. ”That’s…” She huffed, fighting to get her words out. ”That’s the first of many.” A promise she intended to keep.

For now, though, her biggest concern was the source of the stinging pain on her neck and the strong arm around her neck, keeping her under control. Like she needed it. ”Next?”

The blond melted into the floor, fingertips twitching as her boot lightly tapped on the ground. Her eyelids her fluttering as she panted heavily, surrounded by the afterglow of her orgasm. Trying to hold it back had been a mistake, but such a good mistake to make. Her breath arched from Carmen's bites, one of the few sensation she felt over the blissful numbness overtaking her. She laughed softly as Carmen buried her face between her breasts, already wanting to go for round two. “God… I hope so.”

Lexi closed her eyes, savoring her minor victory over Carmen. It wasn't what she wanted though, it wasn't complete enough. This was just target practice for her without Carmen providing any real fight. That didn't stop her from slipping her fingers back inside of the woman to give her a few more pumps with two fingers while she was defenseless, carrying her through her climax.

Carmen was a tough competitor, but endurance when taking a punch wasn't always the same as keeping up stamina after an orgasim. Mackenzie and her had put down many proud women who were undoubtedly better or stronger wrestlers than them. When it came down to it, many women weren't ready to outlast their sensual prowess. She was ready to bring Carmen to the Apex of the summit tonight to give her a taste of what it was to face a hentai wrestler.

As Carmen looked back at her, she smirked, leaning in to drag her tongue up along her cheek. Her fingers curled gently inside of Carmen before she finally slipped them free, dragging them up and out of the woman's pants. Lexi planted her bare feet on the ground, pulling Carmen up onto her knees. She painted a trail of the former champion's own juice up her body, settling her fingertips on her nipple to swirl a small circle over them.

Lexi leaned back, attempting to back them both away from Mackenzie as her partner remained on the floor. She arched her back to pull Carmen tight against her as she kept her sleeper hooked in. She giggled softly, balling up her fist. It was time to repay the pugilist with a few strikes of her own. She reared back and began throwing hard hooks into the woman's exposed side, doing as much damage as she could to her opponent as she recovered from her orgasm.

Carmen was an Olympian, and it was no exaggeration to call her one of the best all-around athletes in the AFW. That wasn’t a boast, but merely a description of readily observable reality. While both brands could boast a roster full of premier athletes and top-level talents, few of them had trained as long as she had, had tested their bodies in so many ways. She’d gone multiple rounds in the boxing rings, endured against all manner of opponents, taken damage that would’ve left others crippled.

And yet, she couldn’t remember the last time she was this exhausted. It was far from the first time she’d had sex, but when had it ever been so draining, so punishing, had left her feeling like a such a deflated husk.

It didn’t help that she was having trouble breathing, either, thanks to controlling hold that Aegis maintained. Even with that, she enjoyed the little lick on her neck, the slight tickle, and it graduated to a full laugh when the silent knight turned her chest into the world’s lewdest arts and crafts project. Even with the hold, it was still a sweet, calming moment, one that left her shivering, and would’ve put her right back on the cusp if she hadn’t so recently been drained.

But it wouldn’t last, Carmen knew that. When Aegis pulled her back to reality, she did it with a vengeance.

Choked grunts flew from her lips as the brunette hammered away her exposed sides, pounding her with crushing hooks. One hand was too busy pulling at the sleeper hold to help, and the other was wholly inadequate to the task of blocking, flailing about in a failed attempt to stop the mounting damage. It was hard to believe that someone so cute could be so cruel, but there was the proof. Those sweet, innocent eyes staring down at her, as fist sank in again and again.

"Unh! Guh! God! Nhn!"

Lexi pulled Carmen backwards to hold her upright with punch after punch, drilling her in the side to beat the fight out of her. Once it became readily apparent Carmen couldn't mount any sort of defense however, the raining blows stopped. She wasn't a malicious person, she just knew the caliber of wrestler she was up against. She got up on her tip toes to give Carmen a small peck on the cheek.

Lexi brought her free arm up, attempting to hook it underneath one of Carmen’s arms to lock it into her hold. She didn't cinch everything in tight, instead she leaned the pair of them left and right, demonstrating how in control she was over the weakened former champion. She left the two of them slightly bent over as she settled her feet on the mat, wiggling her toes a bit. After a quick hop, she threw her body backwards, bending in an arc to drive Carmen into the hard floor with a sleeper suplex, letting the woman's body fall where it did as she released it.

Lexi wouldn't stay down, popping herself up to glance back towards Carmen before she dropped onto her hands and knees to crawl to Mackenzie. Kneeling down at the woman's side, she lightly pat her cheek and gave her shoulder a shake to try and rouse her to keep their advantage. The blond groaned softly at the little slaps, waving Lexi away. She slowly sat up with the aid of the brunette, huffing softly. With the roll of her shoulders she shrugged her too off completely, disgarding it for the sake of comfort. "I'm up, I'm up..."

For what it was worth, Carmen wasn’t the least bit mad at Aegis or Glaive for anything they’d done. It was kind of hard to be when they’d just given her one of the best orgasms of her entire life, but even beyond that, she didn’t have a problem with their tactics. Yes, they were ganging up on her. Yes, the odds were against her. No, it wasn't fair.

But it was exactly what she wanted. A test. A sensual, sweaty, sex-filled test, but a test all the same. So, when Aegis kissed her on the cheek like the sweetest lover in the morning, she smiled back. A real, genuine smile.

And then she was launched several feet away with a suplex.

Carmen came down on her shoulder, tumbled once, and wound up on her back, her glistening breasts pointing skyward as they wobbled about. The pain set in, and she started to curl up on the side, withering as the pain from before came back. In a small way, though, it was a good thing. She’d been dazed after that fuck, but Aegis woke her right up.

So, what to do now? The only thing she could do. Carmen pulled her top back - gaining some small boos from the audience - rolled over, and picked up where she’d left off, attempting a slow crawl towards the stairs, trying to head for the back. The plan was still the plan, and it was better than just laying around while they picked her apart at their leisure.

Lexi put an arm around Mackenzie, pulling her up to her feet. The blond was leaning a bit into the brunette, eyeing Carmen from a distance. The silent knight gave her partners exposed chest a light slap to wake her up. It certainly served to make her jump, standing up slightly straighter. The two locked eyes, those hazels watching Mackenzie expectantly.

“Wow, okay. I’m good.” The blond shrugged her partners arm off of her, rearing back to clap her plan against the brunette’s backside, returning the favor. Lexi stuck her tongue out at the blond as she trailed behind her, both women making their way after the fleeing Carmen. “Aw… look at you being shy.” She smirked as their opponent pulled her top back on.

Lexi briefly broke off from her partner, crouching down to scoop up her length of cable. She had a great deal more she intended to do with with the cord so leaving it behind would have been foolish. Taking a end in either hand, she followed behind Mackenzie, twirling the cable in her hands to use it as a jump rope as she slipped after the two.

Mackenzie reached the bottom of the stairs, eyeing the former champion crawling her way up. Why was she so insistent on fleeing? The bouncy blond took the stairs one at a time shuffling a bit bow legged, occasionally stopping to adjust her bottoms to deal with how wet they were. Carmen was almost to the top, it almost seemed cruel to stop her here… guess she should have been faster.

“Don't worry, I got you. Let's go beautiful.” Mackenzie leaned down to slide her hand up Carmen’s thigh, stopping at her backside to give it squeeze. The blond attempted to reach her hand down the woman's pants intent on grabbing a hand full of her undergarment to give it a hard yank, trying to “help" pull Cramen up the stairs. She tried to clap her other hand down on the nape of the woman's neck, throwing the woman like she was being bounced from a club through the doorway into the back hall.