Just a simple friendly spar.

Origa did her usual routine for when she trained in the ring. She bounced and rebounded off of the ropes and using a weighted bag to throw around and test her moves on, all the while she listened to Kazuma’s plight about annoying try hards in their online games. A plight she couldn’t help agreeing with because she didn’t know how many times she went through the same thing.

“Isn’t it the most annoying thing?” she said. ”It’s like there are people online who are just there to annoy you you while they sit around in their parents basement hehe.” She giggled before leaning in the corner with a small frown on her face as from the corner of her eye she saw Kazuma take off his jacket and show the black shirt he had underneath. She blushed slightly as she remembered what was underneath both the shirt and pants as she subtly checked the smaller boy out before he asked her what was wrong. Thinking quickly Origa remembered their earlier conversation and tried to continue from where they left off. “Oh! it’s nothing, just thinking about this player I kept running into this past week. They were good but they hardly ever changed their strategy, I mean if you keep getting sniped or stuck with an energy Grenade when you go for the energy sword you’d think that you’d eventually stop and try something different right? Nope they just kept doing it and I kept killing them, it boggled my mind when I saw it.”

Origa was too busy remembering that happening earlier this week and forcing her blush down that she didn’t notice Kazuma suddenly freeze with the strangest look on his face. She shook her head and continued speaking moving on to the present. “I’m good with a safe word, maybe it could be something like Give up or something and tapping 3 times on the mat. That ok with you?”

Kazuma froze upon hearing the words that left Origa's mouth. While he was playing a few rounds of Halo this past week he ended up getting matched with xDarkTower21x a few times and while going for the energy sword on the map to give it to a friend for the base's sniper they were always there, camping on a ledge that gave them a clear view of the sword with a sniper of their own. There was only one way Origa could describe such an accurate scenario, she was there and the only way she could've been there was if........SHE WAS DARKTOWER!!!! The shock couldn't have been more apparent on his face but Origa was too distracted to notice this.  

The idea that his rival and that this Brazilian giantess were the same person through his mind into turmoil. It was intensified by the fact that he realized that the person that took his virginity a week ago basically made him her bitch in every game from DOA6 to TF2. That fact made the feelings running wild in his mind turn to rage as he remembered how much he wanted revenge on Dark-, no on Origa for every time his name showed up in the kill feed followed by Origa's username as his killer. Now was the perfect opportunity for that; standing across from him wasn't Origa Xenia, the beauty that had wormed her way into his heart, it was xDarkTower21x.

"Yeah, "give up" should be just fine." Kazuma said as a dark smile showed up on his face.

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"Please allow me to ring the "bell". Ding Ding." Kazuma raised his arm and made a fist and made it strike an imaginary bell while he made the sound. This sparring match was going to turn into something else real quick and by the time it was done Origa would certainly remember his Username; SpriggsThe2nd.

Origa heard Kazuma finally slip into the ring behind her as she stretched in the corner for their spar. Her ears perked up at Kazuma’s strange change of tone in his voice when he replied to her suggestion about how their match should end.  Origa just shrugged her shoulders, he was probably stretching when he said that and when she turned around she saw him standing there with an eager smile on his face which she returned.

She giggled slightly as he “rung the bell“ before the two of them began to circle each other. The amazon had no idea about the dark thoughts that were swimming through the brown haired boy’s head as she only saw this as a simple friendly spar and nothing else. Finally Origa would charge forward and try to tie up with Kazuma in a collar and elbow lockup. She wanted to start this spar simply but little did she know that Kazuma had no plans of making this simple.

Kazuma stepped out from the corner and circled the center of the ring with Origa. When he and Origa first fought a week ago he took the initiative and quickly found himself "cornered". This time he'd wait to see what Origa did first and he didn't have to wait long as she rushed him, intent on making the two of them lockup. With her height and strength she definitely would've overpowered him and pushed him against the ropes or into the corner before he could go for he could a Tomoe Nage.

Kazuma quickly ducked beneath Origa's arms, narrowly dodging her grasp and came around to her side, kicking the back of her knee to force her to a kneeling position. If he was fast enough he'd wrap one of his arms around Origa's neck and put her in a sleeper hold while the other would come around and massage one of her breasts. One of the things he learned was how susceptible to Hentai moves Origa was and besides they never said what kind of moves they weren't allowed to use in this sparring session.

Origa charged forward to lock up with Kazuma and try to hold him in her grasp. Her intentions were to take hold of him and maybe dominate the beginning of this spar by maybe slamming him around or putting him in some crushing holds to try and tire him out. Of course Kazuma saw the writing on the wall and managed to duck out of the way of her lunge and get behind the amazon.

He would then kick the back of the amazons knee sending her down to one knee with a grunt. When she felt his arm wrap around her neck in a sleeper hold her arms immediately went to pry them off. That is until Kazuma used his other hand for something more...sensual. Origa’s eyes went wide with shock as a gasp fell out of her mouth when Kazuma suddenly began to rub and grope her breast over her sports bra. ”H-Hey! What are you doing?!” she cried out before letting out a small moan when his palm pressed against her nipple.

"What am I doing? Why, I'm sparring with you of course Origa. We never said what kind of spar it'd be. Just think of this as you working on your "resistance" to Hentai moves and me working on how to "pleasure" a woman in Hentai matches." Kazuma whispered into Origa's ear as he worked her covered, feminine mound. His palm glided over her covered nipple which was already starting to stand at attention and got a bit of a moan out of her. Before Origa could respond Kazuma grabbed hold of her nipple and began to pinch and pull on it through her sports bra causing her to moan even louder in the private room they were in.

There was no referee or crowd which meant that this "symphony" of Origa's was his and his alone and this fact began to excite Kazuma. He dug himself into Origa's neck, taking in her scent as he began to lick her as if she was the world's largest tootsie pop. That action seemed to inspire Origa to try another attempt at breaking free from Kazuma's hold. She had already tired herself out a bit during her workout from before so her first struggle didn't have as much "oomf" into it. But now she really was trying to get out of Kazuma's hold.

Before Kazuma would've been desperate to try and hold the lock but now that he was getting revenge on someone that had tormented him for so long and his S-Switch had been flipped it would've been boring if she didn't try to break out of it.

The previous silent gym was soon filled with soft sighs and sharp moans as Origa tried to fight her way out of Kazuma’s shocking but so sweet feeling hold. Origa was about to reply to Kazuma’s reasoning about what kind of spar the two of them would be having but just as she opened her mouth to do so Kazuma pinched her hardened nipple and sent a shock of sudden pleasure searing through her body in a choked moan.

Origa was going to reply about Kazuma’s statement about why he was doing this both angrily and slightly agreeing. While she was ticked that Kazuma went for the lewd attacks almost immediately she also understood his reasoning for it, at least she thinks she did. She needed to work on her endurance and he needed to work on his skill so she would have been ok with this kind of spar if he had at least warned her!

Normally Origa would have been able to rip away Kazuma’s arm and escape easily pleasure or no. But due to her earlier workout before she met up with him Origa was tired and not as strong as she could be. But that didn’t stop her resolve and soon enough she was able to wrench Kazuma’s arms away from her chest and neck and push him off. She crawled away slightly on all fours panting as she tried to cool off.

Kazuma watched Origa struggle for a bit before finally getting enough strength back in her arms to pull Kazuma's off her neck and breasts and shove him away. Part of him felt bad as he saw her try to crawl away on all fours. Was Kazuma being a bit mean to Origa? Yes he was, but how else could he feel now that he realized that his online rival had literally fucked him in front of thousands of cheering people. Man had to vent and unfortunately Origa was the only person he could truly take it out on. Besides, maybe this would help her learn to deal with her hot and bothered body in an H-match.

Kazuma stood up and walked over to Origa as she continued to try and calm herself and sat on her hips, like he was riding a horse in reverse by facing her legs. Part of him wanted to actually make Origa carry her around like this on her back but refrained from doing so.......at least for the moment. He then reached down and grabbed one of her legs and pulled it up towards him, locking in a single leg Boston Crab hold with one of his arms. Origa screamed out in pain as she tried to escape but Kazuma wouldn't let that happen so easily with this one.

Kazuma used his free to sneak beneath her gym shorts, much like he first did in their match only this time instead of an unsteady hand he went straight for her womanhood, only briefing pausing to admire how amazingly smooth her ass felt as it made it's way there.

Origa could feel her nipples poking through her sports bra as she crawled away. What Kazuma was doing only brought back memories of their previous match and from what she could tell Kazuma has gotten much more confident in the week since. Or maybe just more aggressive as he used Origa’s weakness against her the giant was just barely able to escape.

Not for long though as she soon felt a weight sit on her back getting a gasp from the girl. “H-hey! What are you do-yah!” She was cut off as Kazuma grabbed one of Origa’s long tanned legs and pulled it up in a half Boston crab, gaining a pained grunt from the amazon as her chest and head were pressed into the canvas and her back being painfully bent.

“Gh! If I didn’t know better kaz. I would think that this is revenge for the torture rack I did in ou-iyyaaan!!” Origa wasn’t able I to finish her sentence as she felt Kazuma’s hand sneak into her shorts and grope her ass. She felt him rub and glide his hand down and around her dark cheeks with clear appreciation before going after his real target, her sex.

”Haaa, w-wait hold on.” she sighed out clear pleasure in her voice but Kazuma would not be deterred and his fingers would find Origa sex already wet from his earlier breast play. When they landed and gave a slow long rub what greeted him was a buck of her hips and a throaty moan to leave her mouth.

The first thing Kazuma noticed was how wet Origa's womanhood was. Yeah he was a bit more confident when he massaged her breast this time but he didn't expect it to be that effective on her. Well regardless he then began with a long, slow rub of her lower lips and he was treated to a small buck of her hips and an erotic moan from mouth. He then inserted two of his fingers into her womanhood, the very same one that she had used to punch his V-card, he certainly had mixed feelings about it now after all the hell Origa as xDarkTower21x had given him.

Still he was already this far committed into his revenge plot there was no turning back. Kazuma then began to quickly finger her, rapidly inserting and pulling his fingers out as fast as he could while trying to pull her leg back further in an effort to maximize the pain while she drowned in pleasure. Origa's moaning began to become more and more passionate and her hips were trembling like there was a magnitude 10 earthquake going on inside of her. Finally with one last thrust Origa's scream filled the room and her juices drenched both Kazuma's hand and her shorts. She would quickly collapse on the canvas, the only thing that wasn't touching the floor was the leg Kazuma was holding.

Kazuma released his hold on Origa's leg and let it fall on the floor. He turned around and looked at Origa's twitching form, thinking of the next way he'd torture his online rival.