Torra shinjiro the agile pretty boy vs Charlotte kaori "bully" Becket hentai submission/I quit match

Torra somewhat felt bad about doing this, but this WAS a hentai match, and the people loved watching him fight, so he was gonna give a good show. "If you say i quit then it all ends, scouts honor." He said as he kept rubbing wanting to make her cum.

Charlotte's eyes opened wide while another wave of pleasure coursed her body. Her mouth was open and drool was falling from her since she wasn't capable of keeping it shut. Every couple of rubs by her oponent she would shamelesly moan to the touch of Torra, who was totally destroying her. Her will was almost conquered when her rival made an offer: everything would be over if she just submitted. Maybe that was what she wanted in the end. She had been through a lot of humiliating through that match and the thought of just quitting and forgetting about it. There was some sort of fight inside of her between the part of her that was broken and the las sliver of pride that told her just to get over it and beat her oponent into a pulp. Both of them tried to argue while blocking the screams of the part of her that was having a crazy good time.

'Go to hell' That wasn't even a sentence, she just managed to say that in a moan. Even in her restraint position her hips were quivering while her rival rubbed her. She was way past the point of resistance and that became obvious when her quiver became more intense and her hand went directly to play with her own nipple. Her moans became raspy and she grinded her own rival's hand like crazy. There was no point in denying it, she just wanted to reach climax. 'Ahnnnn oh oh OH NO, FUCK! AAAAAAAAAHHHH!' she couldn't maintain thar rythm for long and after many seconds she came with an explosive orgasm. Torra would be able to feel the slick touch of her squirted juices against her pants. For 20 seconds that felt like an eternity for her Charlotte rode the climax while basking in the pleasure her more than capable rival gave her. When she was over her body went limp in the boston crab, her eyes rolling up as she felt light headed.

Torra soon felt her climaxed and got off of her, while this is a hentai submission/I quit match there is one rule, once you climax your given time to recover.
Torra went back to his corner and did some stretching while waiting for her to recover.

The peak of her climax was over when Charlotte was dropped into the floor. She rolled to her side and her hand rested between her legs, trying to protect her most private place, while suffering from the effects of the afterglow. She had just endured a quite impressive orgasm and she needed some seconds while dealing with the last spasms and waves of pleasure. While in this state she could see her rival stretching in his corner as if nothing had happened. She could also hear the roaring of the crowd cheering for the guy that just made her cum in front of everyone. It was then when she realized that she was crying, but couldn't tell if it was heppening out of the climax she just experienced or out of shame of her situation.

More than one minute she spent lying there while still feeling a little of pleasure but mostly miserable. Her debut was a total mess, but she had a chance to make things right again. She only needed to get up and start getting the fight to her own terrain. Some pride still glew on her eyes when she stood up. Even with her breasts showing and her pants soaked in her own squirt she was willing to get some payback. 'Oh man, I'm going to make you pay for that... she said while holding her guard up and launching a fake hook to his face, only to transition it into an elbow to his stomach.

Once she recovered, she got up and soon enough the fight resumed, they walked towards each other and she aimed a punch to his face, but this was a trick!
She suddenly elbowed his stomach making him cough out some spit, he coughed a bit but he still was in.
He tried to punch her rib.

After her climax Charlotte was a little bit pumped up again. She could feel the adrenaline and the wish for revenge coursing through her mind and numbing her pain. She connected her elbow and smiled to herself: her fighting spirit was still somewhere in there, she only needed to help it come out. After that she felt a fist to her ribs but few things could break her concentration now as she trew a punch into her rival's face as a distraction while trying to get a grip into one of his legs. If she wanted to get payback she needed him on the ground.

Torra tried to counter but she was faster than he thought and her punch hit his face. This made him stumble back a bit and then she grabbed his leg making him fall down on his back.

Charlotte felt her fighting spirit stir up just after she made her rival fall on his back. She was starting to feel like herself again. It was true that she had underestimated the abilities of her oponent, but that wouldn't happen again. She now knew that Torra meant real business and that he was capable of some highly skilled grapples and sexual attacks. She only had to prevent him from getting up so he could not take any retaliation. After all, her body was still a little sore from the submission and worked up from the rest.

When Torra hit the mat with his back she decided what she was going to do next. She stood above him and then sat on his face on a reverse schoolgirl pin, blocking his arms with her legs and his face with her crotch while still wearing her soaked by her own fluids pants. 'Let's see how you get out of this!' She would then face his oponent lower body before launching several belly punches to his mid section with the intention of wearing him down before her next movement.

Once Torra fell on his back, he tried to get up but soon she sat on his face and pinned his hands with her legs, he couldn't move her, while he did admit this felt good and he was blushing, but soon she started to punch his stomach, he tried to move her but he coudlnt move.

The ref went up to Charlotte and said "remember no crotch blows, everything else is fine."

Charlotte was starting to feel like herself again, her confidence coming back as she showed that she still had some fight in her. She loved having the upper hand on the situation and wanted that to continue, and for that to happen she would need to tire her rival. The referee appeared just to remind her that lowblows were not permitted in that match. Even if that was pretty tempting she did not want to be disqualified from the fight. She had more ideas in mind to redeem to herself.

'Oh, shut up ref. I'm only getting this belly red. Now scram!' she replied to the referee before getting her attention back at her rival. Torra was quite a bigger guy than she was so she needed some concentration to keep him pinned down like that. After some more punches and judging that his belly was red enough she thought that would keep him down for some time, time she needed for her next move. 'Hope you are enjoying the sights, I'm just gonna reveal what you are packing in here' she said while undoing Torra's pants in an attempt to expose his manhood for everyone to see.