To the streets! Asaki vs. Lunara

“I don’t like pure pain, you dumbass,” Lunara hissed, managing to suppress her groans of pleasure.

This was a feature of her sister. Sintharia received real pleasure by hurting another person and she received no less pleasure when someone hurt her. However, the blonde was not the one willing to enjoy pure pain. So Asaki's statement was wrong, although perhaps she just couldn't express it right. However, she was still quite close to the truth. Now, when the nurse twisted the leg of the predator, continuing to penetrate her wet pussy, the girl was getting real pleasure.

The only thing that prevented Lunara from getting maximum pleasure now was her rival's mouth that was not closing. Although even she understood that during sex it was necessary to make some concessions, so for the most part she tried to ignore most of the statements of the pink-haired girl. Be that as it may, but the leader of the street gang also wanted to feel pleasure in all its glory.

She really almost completely came to her senses, dizziness and weakness gave way to waves of pleasure, for a few moments the blonde even forgot that if everything continued in this way, she would come close to defeat. And it looks like Asaki understood this too, as she decided to continue her dominance in a more sophisticated way. Lunara was unable to stop her rival from flipping her onto her stomach. And only when she was in this position, the girl realized what it was. Oh, that was very ironic. Why?

Because when Asaki began to pull one of Lunara's legs back, the Jaguarundi felt the power of her own poison. For the first time, she had to try her own move, which she considered her signature. This crab did open up much wider access to her vagina, which the nurse took advantage of. Her fingers plunged into Lunara's pussy again and this time she increased her penetrating movements.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!" the blonde moaned loudly.

Damn it, pleasure was gradually supplanting her sensible thinking ability. It seems that her own weapon have proven most effective against herself. Really ironic. Lunara was teetering on the verge of giving herself completely to pleasure. Each movement of Asaki's fingers caused more and more new sensations, she felt like drops of sweat chill her body under wind, this did not help, but on the contrary increased the thirst to continue it.

Lunara opened her eyes and looked at the tribune. She met her sister's gaze and Sinthariya's face now spoke only one thing without words. I told you. And that face expression was much more annoying for Lunara than all the words that flew out of her rival's mouth today. No, she will not give her little sister the pleasure of seeing another the Jaguarundi's defeat. Not today.

If this were a classic hentai match, then Lunara would have a lot more trouble getting out of this submission hold. But the fact that it was hardstyle played into her hands, she didn't have to spend a lot of energy in order to use her arm and free leg in order to throw Asaki off her. Her rival's long pink hair fell over the face of the American girl, so her goal was obvious.

Lunara took a deep breath, then grabbed those curls with both hands. It's time to get back in the game and show who the real hardstyle wrestler is here. Right now, Lunara was about to pull that hair down with all available force in order to upset the nurse's balance and force her nape to collide with this hard surface outside the ring again!

"Mmmmmhhhh!!!" Lunara continued to moan, "aaaaahhhhhh... mmmm!!"

Those fingers, which were now studying her pussy, were indeed very nimble and active. The American girl was forced to admit that when Asaki flexed her fingers in order to intensify the sensations, her inner impulses began to rapidly lead the Jaguarundi to the point where she would cum right here and now. Considering the fact that the pink-haired girl found Lunara's biggest weakness, it was a good help for her. Saliva flowed from the mouth of the leader of the street gang and she felt like an orgasm was becoming something inevitable.

It has always been difficult, not everyone can refuse such a pleasure. However, the pride of the American girl, as well as the realization that she simply could not afford to give victory such a smug rival, forced the predator to do at least something. And in fact, she would never have done something like this in a regular match, but since the rules gave her a little more privilege today, she had no qualms about it.

Grabbing that pink hair, the Jaguarundi began to pull it down with the maximum force she now had available. However, things didn't go quite the way she wanted. Feeling the nurse grabbing onto her leg, Lunara screamed in the sudden increase in pain. She really had hoped that her rival would lose her balance, but Asaki surprised her once again. Since the balance of pain and pleasure was now severely disturbed, Lunara felt a slight relief, realizing that now she could not think about orgasm. Although on the other hand, the pain that now pierced her leg and back was quite a big price.

But she had no choice. Clenching her jaws to stop making painful moans, she began to tug at her rival's hair even more. At some point, the girl even thought that she should change her tactics. But just then, Asaki gave up, letting go of the predator's leg. The girl's lower body collapsed to the floor as she greedily gulped air through her mouth. Although the pressure on her leg and back stopped, the pain remained with her. Plus, her body was shaking after interacting so effectively and efficiently with her pussy. Trying to hold on with dignity, Lunara got up on all fours and looked at the amount of hair that remained between her fingers. The girl turned her head to her rival, who was definitely not happy with this fact.

"Little talker..." the girl hissed barely audibly, tossing her pink hair aside.

She wanted to get to her feet, but was forced to drop to one knee. After this crab, her body needed a little rest. Lunara realized that it would be too dangerous now to try to get her opponent to her feet in order to use another powerful throw. Asaki has already shown that she can turn the game in the most unexpected way. And Lunara could not risk it, realizing that if she again lost the advantage right now, then she was waiting for only two things. Orgasm and defeat.

Taking a deep breath, the girl rushed forward, rising to her feet. The pain prevented her, but she had to endure it. The blonde must return to the game and prevent the nurse from attacking again. The Jaguarundi leaped forward, arms out in front of her. At first, it might appear that she wants to roll over Asaki's body. But then the leader of the street gang strained her arms to stop her movement and stand still on her arms. It didn't last longer than a second, but now it was clear what she was up to.

Lunara's body began to lean back and she bent both legs at the knees. She really didn't want to risk getting her rival to her feet. But who said that she had no options to pacify the pink-haired girl without it? Right now, the Jaguarnudi was going to send her knees straight onto the back of the Japanese girl in order to paralyze her with a handstand double knee drop!

Well, this seemed like a very good idea, which would allow her to avoid the need to raise her opponent to her feet, besides, Lunara was sure that her speed would be enough to have time to do her plan in time. After a humiliating strangulation, as well as an extremely unpleasant crab, she thought it was time to regain the lost advantage, however, she again made a mistake. It seemed that the American girl should reconsider her priorities, as she was beginning to get bored that time after time her movements ended in the most idiotic way for her.

The moment her legs began to sink down, she didn't even have time to come up with a suitable word to describe the sad fact that her rival simply rolled to the side. The Jaguarundi's knees landed right on the concrete floor. And, without any other options, Lunara let out a drawn-out scream filled with terrible pain. We can say that she was sure that only she broke both kneecaps. Of course, this was most likely an exaggeration, however, her feelings at the moment spoke exactly about this.

The blonde collapsed to the concrete floor, hugging her knees, trying to lull the pain. But, of course, this was nothing more than self-deception. It really began to resemble some kind of bad surrealism, where her every move only leads to a worsening of her situation. A zugzwang. Sintharia always loved to play chess with her older sister and this was her favorite way to prove her intellectual superiority. Even now, Lunara felt like an idiot who could not find a way out of a disastrous situation.

However, never say never. And especially never say that it couldn't get any worse. It could. It always could. Proof of this was when the nurse grabbed the Jaguarundi by the hair, forcing her to her feet. Given the fact that Lunara was now physically unable to stand on her feet, all of her weight was now supported by her hair. The girl in all her glory felt her curls tearing, but even that was not the biggest problem.

Even the fact that she grabbed her rival's hand did not affect anything at all. The pink-haired girl brought the girls closer to the ring without any problems, and then sent the Jaguarundi's head right  into a metal post. She would have screamed, but she just couldn't. At that moment, when her forehead collided with a metal structure, she trite passed out for a second. Darkness covered her gaze and Lunara fell down.

Her hands involuntarily moved forward and at the moment when the white light returned to her eyes, Lunara grabbed the steps, somehow keeping herself from falling completely. But that was little consolation, the Jaguarundi dropped to one knee. Even though she was conscious, before her eyes there was nothing but a white veil. There was a very loud and annoying noise in her ears. The girl did not even hear her own thoughts, and indeed, in fact, she now did not really understand where she was and what was happening now.

Sintharia laughed softly as she watched the scene. Despite the fact that she loved her sister more than anything in the world, it was always surprisingly pleasant for her to see how every effort of her older sister was destroyed. The only exception was business, but only for the reason that it directly concerned Sintharia too. As for the rest, it was entertainment for the brown-haired girl. She didn't even need to use her intellectual abilities in order to understand that in this match her sister absorbed much more damage than her rival, having already missed two opportunities in a row. Sintharia took out a notebook and made a short note so that she would not forget to mock her sister about this humiliating match when the time came.

The best conclusion would be that now she will be throwed into the ring and be fucked. Or maybe it will be happened right here, outside the ring. The only problem was that she could not now make this conclusion for the simple reason that she could not think at all. There was a terribly loud squeak in the girl's ears, which literally tore her head apart. And the pain that was born in her knees and spread throughout her body did not make the situation any better.

Lunara did not move, making every effort just to remain conscious. The white veil before her eyes prevented her from concentrating. She felt her head spinning and right now the girl could only guess what was happening to her. Having completely lost her orientation in time and space, she was not even sure that the match was still going on. Due to pain and dizziness, her senses were not working properly and she could not determine what was going on around her.

But gradually the noise in my head began to become quieter. Slowly but surely, the Jaguarundi began to regain control of her body. And the first thing she did was start breathing deeply and evenly. This allowed her to begin to regain her consciousness. The white veil before her eyes began to become transparent and after the American girl blinked several times, she was finally able to restore her eyesight. The sounds returned to her and the girl looked around to understand what was happening now. Suddenly, a bitter lump rose from her stomach to her throat.

"Fuck..." Lunara said barely audibly.

It wasn't even funny anymore. She quickly analyzed everything that she had seen, and the realization of the current state of affairs seemed extremely sad to her. The facts were on the face. First she was strangled with one of the most shameful images, then she almost broke her kneecaps, then she almost passed out again due to a hard collision with a pole. And right now, her rival, showing condescension, was simply warming up the audience, leaving Lunara outside the ring.

Whether it was cosmic bad luck or not, to the American girl it really was not funny because in the third match in a row she was deliberately humiliated in one way or another. First Claudia, then Asha, now Asaki. What the hell when she's acting it looks like a regular match, and when her opponents are acting it looks like Lunara's humiliating? The Jaguarundi didn't believe in the evil eye and other supernatural nonsense, but it looks like she needs to go through a cleansing rite or something. Otherwise she couldn't explain all her fucking bad luck in this fucking match.

The girl tried to get up, but almost immediately fell back on one knee. For a moment, she almost forgot that her knees now looked more like broken china cups. Great, just great. Yes, everyone pays for their actions and it seems that it was her price for the fact that she was confident that the pink-haired girl would not shy away from a double knee drop.

Clutching her jaws so hard that you could hear the gnashing of her teeth, the blonde got to her feet and grabbed the bottom rope. With great difficulty, but she climbed into the ring, and then rose to her feet again. Well, she need to give the Japanese girl her due, she really got what she wanted. Now Lunara didn’t smile and didn’t look cocky, now she showed almost no emotion at all. Sintharia, who was watching her sister intently, chuckled, realizing that her older sister was now feeling terrible about how humiliating the events of this match were developing. The Jaguarundi tried to restrain herself and not pretend that she was now barely standing on her feet, however, the tremors that now and then appeared in the area of ​​her knees betrayed her. The blonde silently clenched her fists and raised them to the level of her chin. The match was still going on, unfortunately.