Fathia Aiyn Vs. Mina Mistletoe

Best 2 of three falls. One fall MUST be a hentai submission. Other fall can be via pinfall, knockout, submission or hentai submission.

"get gold" by ALI Project bagan to play and down strolled the salty pirate Fathia Aiyn as she carried her 8 feet long donga stick on her shoulder with a little sachel hanging around the edge of it. She strolled confidently to the ring and awaited her opponent. Though it was a scheduled match, she was not going to participate until some kind of deal was made between her and her opponent.

A few seconds later, "Jingle Bells" began to play in the background. The crowd burst into cheering as Mina Mistletoe walked into the arena, carrying her usual large sack over her shoulder. Waving to her fans, the Christmas Catgirl sauntered towards the ring, shaking her hips as she did so. Setting her sack outside the ring, Mina rolled under the ropes and stood up, waving and blowing kisses to her fans before turning to face Fathia.

"Merry Christmas!" she exclaimed cheerfully. "Well...okay, I know we still have a few months until Christmas, but there's no harm in wishing it early, huh?"

Fathia watched in disbeif as the Christmas themed girl strode so boldly down the ring. She gave a curious look to the bag she was carrying and lifted her head, not taking her eyes off the girl even as she received applause and played to the crowd. At the unusual greeting, Fathia grinned. "For me, every day is a merry christmas and that bearded fat man always leaves good presents under the trees I ransack so I don't even have to worry about being nice."

She tilted her head a bit and thrust her donga stick forward. "What's in the bag." She said in curious tone as she dangled her own tinier sack off her stick, letting it clink a little. "I hope for your sake, you have something to wager that's at least worth this coin purse." She let the small pouch clink to the ground. "Pieces o eight, all yours if you think you can beat me, now show me my prize, elf."

Mina simply grinned and wagged a finger at her. "Uh-uh-uh, that's a secret!" she replied with a mischievous grin. "Only girls who have been nice get to look in the bag. Or girls who have been extra nice to me in the ring! Either way, no peeking in there!"

Taking off her Elf hat, Mina gave a nice stretch, which gave Fathia (and the audience) a nicer view of her cleavage. "So are you really a pirate? I guess that puts you on the naughty list!" She flashed Fathia a grin. "But since I don't have any coal on hand, I'll have to settle for beating you instead!"

Fathia growled slightly at Mina's refusal to show her what was in the bag. She then grinned. "Well since you didn't tell me what's in the bag i'll wager that it's worth enough to be putting up for a wager. Fine. If you win you can keep the pieces o eight. If I win I get everything that's in the sack." She grinned at the thought. "And I wouldn't go passing on the wager cause whether or not you want to, if I win, it's mine." She stepped backwards and placed her donga stick ouside the ring, leaning it against the ring post.

"and yes, matey." She said. "I am a 'real' pirate. But if you think it's like how it was these days you're surely mistaken. I still like to make things interesting though, that's why I like my wagers. How about this? Two falls to win and to get one of the falls you have to make your opponent squeal. Cum that is. I like to hear all sorts of screams but the moans of pleasure from my opponents are far more soothing to the ears."

She looked at the ref and then nodded. The bell was rung and she charged forward looking to get off a quick clothesline while Mina was not ready.

"Nya?-GAAGHK!" Mina cried as Fathia's arm sudden;y slammed into her throat. The Christmas Catgirl was sent crashing onto her back, coughing as she clutched her throat. She hadn't expected Fathia to attack so suddenly and so early in the match.

Fathia did not relent and grabbed the ropes fto steady herself. She would then pull her boot up and attwempt to stomp on Mina to weaken her further.

"Nya-OWW!" Mina grunted as Fathia slammed a boot down into her tummy. She rolled sideways, clutching her midsections as she groaned. "That hurt..."

Fathia reached down to yank Mina back up by the hair. "It ain't supposed to feel good." She said as she went to lean over Mina, pressing her breasts into the girl's back, if she was able to get her to her knees. "This is though..." She would then reach around to try and grope one of Mina's breasts.

"Uuuh?" Mina moaned as she was dragged into a sitting position. The next thing she knew, Fathia's hands were on her breasts, her fingers closing in around her latex-covered orbs and groping at them. Mina turned red and moaned, feeling her nipples harden...her hands shot up, trying to grab for Fathia's hair to pull down and flip the other girl over her.