Aenda vs Fifi

Fifi gasped a little as she got onto her feet, she shot a glare over at Aenda before shaking her self and getting the rest of her way onto her feet. She then rubbed her neck a little before walking to the center of the ring again, she would have to be more careful with this girl.

Aenda wasn't so quick to join her. She wanted to get Fifi to fight on her terms, which meant she was going to try and trap her in the corner. But that wouldn't work if she kept having to go to her.

With a smirk, Aenda slipped off the turnbuckle but did not leave her spot. "Hey! What are you, poulet? Get over here!", she called out. She was trying to taunt Fifi with the only word in french she knew.

Fifi may have claimed to be French, but she wasn't and as such didn't know a whole lot of French. However the way Aenda said that pissed Fifi off enough for her to run at the other girl and hopefully punch the bitch in the face! Fifi very much wanted to wipe that smirk off that whore's face.

Aenda could have dodged the punch. She KNEW she could have stepped out of the way. But it would probably have been disappointing if she held the advantage for the whole fight. She stood there as Fifi rushed at her in her rage, biting back the pain her blow caused and trying not to stumble.

But that was not the end of it. With Fifi right where she wanted her to be, Aenda would try and grab the back of her neck with her left hand and her wrist with her right and. If she did not break free, Fifi was going to meet the turnbuckle face first and then feel a knee in her back.

Fifi had a wide smile on her face when her fist collided with Aenda's face, but soon her expression turned into one of fear. She grunted as Aenda got her wrist and the back of her head and she tried to get free but it was too late, Fifi let out a loud cry as her face was smashed against the turnbuckle. She let out a second cry a moment later when Aenda's knee went into her back.

Aenda smiled brightly as she knocked her opponent for a loop, but she was perplexed. The audience wasn't cheering very much. Then it dawned on her. "Right, right. This supposed to be a hentai match. Well, might aswell give them their moneys worth....."

Taking a hold of the (Hopefully stunned) Fifi, Aenda laid her on her stomach in the corner before propping her up on her legs. "Tell me, hun, how much do you like showing off in public?", she whispered into her ear. She then roughly pulled down the lower part of Fifi's outfit, showing off her sex for the crowd.

Fifi groaned as Aneda put her into a vulnerable position on the ropes, after that last series of hard hits she was still in quite a bit of a daze. Fifi's only answer to Aneda's question was to give a little moan, a few moments later she felt her bottoms being ripped away and she gave a little cry and blushed deeply as she was "exposed".

With a some very accepting cheers and whistles from the audience, Aenda felt some more of her confidence return to her. "This one is in the bag....."

Aenda would bring both of Fifi's arms together in front of her head, gripping her wrists in one hand. Her other hand traced the lips of her sex before sliding past them with a single finger.

Fifi grunted as Anda grabbed her arms she started to thrash before letting out a surprised gasp, and her eyes widened. She looked down to see Aenda teasing her sex and she began to get a little wet, Fifi started to struggle again until Aenda slid her fingers into her making her cry out in pleasure.

Aenda sighed dissappointedly. "This is just shameful. It's only been a few minutes and it could already be over." Even if she wanted the fight to go on longer, she wasn't going to be stupid and give Fifi a chance to win. She tightened the hold on the french girl's wrist as she struggled and used one of her knees to pull her legs further apart.

"I can save you the humilation of watering the ring. Just tell me the words I want to hear.....", she whispered. She carefully slid another digit into Fifi, curling them inside of her.