Apartment Lingerie Battle! Yvette vs. Hanna

Hentai match in a private apartment setting

Win by submission only

Loser will be strapon fucked by the winner

Yvette was quite nervous for her upcoming match. Though the French fighter had already had numerous matches at AFW, several of which were quite rough, she felt a lot of misgivings about this fight. Her opponent was a complete unknown, a young and pretty new arrival at AFW. Looking at her information and profile Yvette didn't think she had much to fear for the girl was around her size and weight and looked like quite a cutie. But for her to agree to what was going to be an apartment catfight where the winner fucked the loser with a strapon for her first match was quite a surprise, and that was what made Yvette have so many misgivings. Either the girl was an overconfident rookie, or she really had some aces up her sleeve. Either way Yvette wasn't going to back down. Though she was still considered a rookie at AFW, she had won enough recognition and had enough pride to not lose against a complete newbie. She was going to win this battle and give Hanna a good old AFW welcome by fucking her brains out.

The studio apartment where they were to have their match had been nearly emptied of furniture, with the remaining few pieces (a bed and a couch) pushed against the walls to leave a large open area in the middle. The floor was padded with wrestling mats, and the walls padded up as well to prevent anyone from bashing in their heads. Neither girl was allowed in early to prevent them from stashing weapons or sex toys of any kind; the only implement they were allowed to use was a strapon after the fight. This was going to be about as clean a fight as could be put on within the AFW apartments.

Yvette stepped into the apartment dressed in a long jacket and high heels. She had a very European elegance about her as she walked around to show off for the various cameras around the room. Kicking off her heels, the French beauty stepped into the center of the mats and slowly undid her jacket, letting it slip off her shoulders and drop in a heap around her bare feet to reveal her attire for this match.

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Though there was no audience, Yvette could imagine in her mind the reaction of the crowd watching the livestream of this match. She smiled teasingly, giving the cameras a wink and blowing them a small kiss. Her sexy lingerie hugged her curves tightly as she teased a little more, bending over to touch her toes, stretching her arms above her head and arching her back, even doing a few suggestive yoga poses as she warmed herself up and got her muscles loose for the upcoming fight.

Hanna stood excited outside the studio apartment doors. Her opponent for tonight had just entered just a few moment's ago and the blue haired teen was eager to catch a glimpse of who the first fuck of her career would be. Most debutants probably would prefer to kick of their careers in a more traditional match, in a more traditional setting. But not Hanna. She was the kind of girl who liked to start things off with a bang, and asserting her dominance in a match like this seemed the perfect way to do it. Besides, she didn't think this match would be too hard. She was a professionally trained fighter after all, and even though she didn't know much about her opponent tonight, she was sure slapping her around in a rough catfight wouldn't be that difficult. Hanna was a rather spontaneous girl so she didn't bother doing much research on tonight's rival - she'd much rather enjoy a surprise.

She let out a deep sight before opening the doors and entering the apartment. She glanced at her opponent who was already in the center of the mat in the padded apartment. She made her way to the edge of the mat, walking with a carefree swagger and a gleaming smile across her face. She slipped off her jacket and threw it off to the side, and bent down to untie her sneakers. She tilted her head up and surveyed her opponent, noticing that the girl was both cute and fit, but didn't seem like she posed an overwhelming physical challenge to her. "Hey there, I'm Hanna! Quick question, are you more into doggy-style or cowgirl? Just asking for when I'm fucking you silly in about twenty minutes." Hanna said cheerfully, just finished untying her last shoe. She slipped both her sneakers off and placed them neatly to the side, finally entering the center of the mat in her lingerie attire.

Attire:

Hanna performed some stretches of her own, eager to put on a show for the camera and her opponent as she awaited her response. She rotated her hips in a circular motion, thrusting back and forth every once in a while while teasingly winking at the camera. She performed a few more ankle rolls while tilting her head to the cameras, putting her right hand up and forming a V with her fingers, and sticking her tongue out in yet another arousing display. Satisfied with her her performance, she positioned herself back into her portion of the mat, eager to kickstart her debut.

When Hanna entered the room, Yvette was struck by how blue her opponent was. Blue hair, blue eyes, blue lips, the only thing that wasn't blue about her opponent's appearance was her lingerie, which was sexy but surprisingly more conservative than what Yvette wore. The French girl's green eyes hungrily looked up and down Hanna's body as she undressed and kicked off her shoes, taking in every last inch of her sexy opponent. The girl had a lean but curvy body, not to well-muscled as to be shredded but Yvette could tell there was some definition. She was slightly bigger than the slender French girl, and sported a reasonably sized bust as compared with Yvette's flatter chest. As she approached, Yvette found that Hanna was slightly taller than her as well, though not so much as to have a significant advantage. Physically speaking they were about even in almost all respects.

Mentally-speaking though there was a big difference between the two. While Yvette was wary, it seemed Hanna brimmed with confidence, declaring her intention to fuck Yvette right from the start! Her brashness took Yvette aback, but the French girl quickly recovered, placing her hands on her hips while disdainfully looking at Hanna. "You're talking pretty big for a newbie, coming in here and thinking you'll be the one fucking tonight," she replied, "Don't even tell me what positions you like. I'm going to fuck you the way I want to!"

Yvette began circling Hanna, slowly closing the distance between them. With this kind of a fight, Yvette knew that a lot of things that were typically not allowed in the ring were fair game. Slaps, hairpulling, tit grabbing and crotch clawing, while those things could and did happen often in the ring those moves were generally frowned upon. Not so in this apartment fight, as the audience watching tuned in specifically to see such catty action. Yvette wondered how Hanna would be able to take such moves, and if she really was ready to fight like a woman.

She decided to give her opponent a little test. "Come here!" she said, stepping in and grabbing at Hanna's long blue hair. Her goal was to pull hard to yank Hanna's head down, before using one hand to deliver a powerful slap right across the newbie's cheek!

The blue haired teen smirked at Yvette's response. She liked this cute Frenchie, there was no doubt about it. From the way she stared intensely at Hanna's figure, to her snarky remarks about the the catty sexfight that was about to ensue, everything about it was already getting Hanna all fired up! Both fighters circled each other, waiting for an opportune moment to strike. It would seem Yvette would find that opportunity first, using it to latch on to Hanna's silky smooth blue hair and yank her entire head down several inches before delivering a palm first slap directly at the girl's cheek, causing her head to snap in the direction of the slap.

"Yeow!" Hanna let out an unsuspecting yelp after the strike, completely unprepared for an attack such as that one. She was perfectly aware of the types of attacks allowed in a fight like this, yet somehow Hanna was still somewhat surprised. She had never taken a slap in a match before - she was much more accustomed to the standard punches, kicks, and throws you'd see in a more traditional ring while she was in the amateur wrestling circuits, but then again she had never been in a match like this. A different match meant different rules, and Hanna was all the more eager to try them out.

"Fine, if that's how you want to play it bitch!" she muttered under her breath, her scalp starting to burn from Yvette's aggressive hairpulling. Hanna thought she would return the favors in kind, flailing her left arm until she caught a grip of her opponent's black hair. She would pull with a decent amount of force, not enough to bring her opponent to the ground but hopefully enough to drag her head down until it was at the same level as Hanna's. If all went well, she would then rear her right arm downwards, in the same position one would use to underarm throw a ball. With her arm geared back and ready, she would then attempt to bring it back up at a powerful speed, hoping to delivery a might upward slap aimed directly at her opponent's right breast!

Yvette's aggression paid off as she was able to get a grip on Hanna's blue hair and deliver a powerful slap across the girl's pretty face. Hanna had incensed Yvette with her opening taunt, firing up the French girl's catty instincts and giving her all the reason she needed to not hold back. Hanna responded quickly though, her hands grabbing onto Yvette's long dark hair and giving the French girl a taste of her own medicine.

"Ooooh!" Yvette moaned, scowling as her hair got pulled. Still, she needed to be able to take it if she wanted to dish it out. This wasn't unbearable for Yvette, who on top of being a catfighter was also a slut with a high pain threshold.

What she didn't expect was Hanna's next move. The blue-haired fighter swung her hand upwards, catching Yvette hard right on her boob! That made Yvette yelp, hissing as pain blossomed out from her chest across her entire body. Her small flat breasts lacked the padding that girls with bigger busts had, so Hanna's uppercut slap dealt far more damage to her sensitive milk glands underneath. That hit made Yvette's eyes water from the sharp pain.

"You're gonna pay for that!" Yvette said. Her next hit was going for Hanna's boobs as well. Her opponent had a more padded bust, so Yvette was going to have to hit in a more vicious manner. The French girl's free hand shot forward, aiming the side of her palm in a swift chop right across Hanna's boobs, hoping to slice right through the extra padding and deal the same kind of stinging damage to the core of Hanna's breasts that Yvette felt!

A smirk found it's way on Hanna's face as she curled her blue lips after a satisfying slap to her opponent's breast. The pained yelp followed by the stunned look on Yvette's face gave all the clue's Hanna needed to deduce that her opponent hadn't expected a hit like that, signaling that Hanna was indeed capable of adapting her way into a match like this. She kept a firm grasp on her opponent's hair, just as her own blue locks were still being roughly tugged on by her opponent.

"Arghh!" Hanna grit her teeth and let out a course scowl as she felt a painful chop directed right towards her bountiful bust! Her orbs seemed quite a few sizes bigger than her opponents, thus she was able to absorb more of the pain, but her opponent's side angled chop still meant that the strike left a burning stinging sensation across her chest. "Ugh! You stupid... flat-chested bimbo!" Hanna yelped. As painful at the strike was, she still didn't let go of her opponent's hair or budge too much overall. She was used to taking punches, kicks, and throws - it was going to take alot more than a few slaps and chops to get the bluenette shaken.

Hanna had noticed the affect her attack on Yvette's boobs had had on the girl. They seemed to be a weak spot for her opponent, something Hanna could easily exploit for the rest of this match. She set her sights on her opponents tits once more, hoping to deliver some additional damage before the pain in her scalp increased to more excruciating levels. She used her free hand to latch out once more at Yvette's breast, hoping to feel out and clamp on to one of the girl's covered nipples. If she managed to get her hand on the girl's breast, she would squeeze down with all her might on the girl's nipples, squishing them like a vicegrip between her thumb and forefinger!

Yvette's scowl turned into a small smile when she landed her chop, digging her fingers in to inflict damage underneath Hanna's bust, digging at the root of her breasts. After all, Hanna had done the same to her with that slap (even though it was due to Yvette not having much padding for protection), so Yvette felt perfectly justified with her gouging attack. It made the blue-haired girl yelp in pain, much to Yvette's satisfaction. But it wasn't nearly enough. Yvette knew she would have to land several more hits like that before they were really even.

But before Yvette could wind up another such chop, Hanna switched tactics, her hand grabbing at Yvette's wounded breast and clawing into it. "Ahhhhh!" Yvette let out a cry of pain. Hanna's grip was quite strong, mercilessly pinching Yvette's sensitive nipple through her thin lacy bra and squashing her stubby teat flat. Yvette's eyes watered even more from the punishment her poor boob was taking.

"Stop hitting my boobs!" Yvette cried, knowing that it wouldn't make Hanna stop. Her hand shot out and clawed Hanna's boob as well, her fingers gripping down tightly to dig her nails into the much more amble bosom of her opponent. Once Yvette had a good grip, her other hand would leave Hanna's hair and shoot down to grab and claw into Hanna's other breast the same way!

Yvette's teat felt soft and malleable under Hanna's fingers. Although still blockaded by the girl's thin lace, Hanna still managed to a secure grip on her opponent's nipples. She worked them over mercilessly, twisting and turning, squishing and tugging them as much as she could. She could only target one of them however, as her other hand still grasped her foe's long dark hair, but that was all she needed to deliver an effective amount of pain. What startled her was the fact that her opponent decided to return the favor in kind, latching out with both hands at Hanna's precious orbs.

"UAHH!" Hanna shrieked once more. Her boobs were quite a bit more bubbly than Yvette's, providing much more room for her opponent to claw and grip down on, and that was exactly what she was doing. Both her boobs were now under the girl's claw, and while she was relieved to finally have the ruthless tugging on her scalp come to an end, she wasn't to happy about it being replaced by the fiery pain along her chest. Both girls seemed to be fighting ferociously while in pain, both of their breasts under assault while Yvette demanded Hanna's attacks to stop - a request that fell on deaf ears, that is until Hanna got an idea.

"Fine bitch, if you say so!" Hanna uttered through gritted teeth. She let go of her position on the girl's teat and transferred both hands onto the girl's hair. Her mammaries were still under a brutal attack but Hanna managed to muster the willpower to fight through it in preparation for her next move. With both hands now on the girls hair, Hanna attempted to give a rough tug in the downwards direction, hoping to bring the girl low enough before bringing her knee up to strike the girl in the chest while aiming directly at her battered tit!

Hanna truly was merciless as she squeezed and tugged on Yvette's tit, squashing it flat before twisting viciously, making the French girl hiss out in pain. It made Yvette feel even less merciful as her fingers dug into Hanna's breasts. The blue-haired babe had quite a bit of padding up there, but that didn't do much good when it gave Yvette a lot more boob to grab than her own flat chest did. Though her hair was being pulled painfully and her tit tortured within Hanna's pinching attack, Yvette was content to keep on going, as she knew Hanna would have it worse at the business end of her two-handed tit claw!

Problem was, Hanna had another plan in mind. Her hand shot back up to grab Yvette's hair, giving the French girl needed relief as her tit torture ended. But then Hanna pulled down hard on Yvette's hair, forcing the French girl's head down and doubling her over! Yvette yelped in pain as she felt her scalp burning from the hairpulling, but that was nothing compared to what came next.

"GAH!" Yvette gasped as Hanna's knee shot up and made contact with her already sore breast. The hard bone smashed into her tit, crushing it completely against her ribcage. The blow struck with enough force to even knock the air out of Yvette's lungs! Yvette had never encountered such a move before during catfighting, it seems that while her initial tactics caught Hanna off guard, her opponent's experience in combat sports was now doing the same to the French catfighter! Yvette's hands released Hanna's chest, clutching at her wounded breast as she gasped, eyes tearing up even more as she felt pain blooming across her entire body from her crushed tit.