Hitomi Hana vs. David Walker - Opening Act

Rules: Standard Rules. Hentai tactics are encouraged. Each corner has a collar for the competitors to make use of at their whims.
Victory Conditions: Victory obtained via pinfall after forcing a competitor to orgasm.



It's been a while since Hitomi had gotten any.

After her touring business went tits up there weren't a whole lot of chances to take nights out on the town and work off the adrenaline she'd have stored up from an earth-shattering performance. Dudes would practically fall at her feet for her after a night like that. She could hypnotize people with her guitar riffs on the main stage. It was what made her a sensation overnight. It was why Hitomi Hana was still on every billboard chart.

Then all of that dried up and here she was. Tension didn't really scare her. AFW liked to tout their best and brightest tough guys like Armando Rodriguez, or Dasher Inoba, or Kyo Akamatsu. They made for good branding no matter what side of the aisle their fans might be on. But when you had ears to the ground with a network of social media bees like Hitomi did, you got to the truth of things much faster. Most dudes in Tension were string beans. The kind that Hitomi knocked around for a living and raked in the ad revenue off of. She didn't know anything really about who she was going up against tonight, but she was willing to bet he was just like that. A new guy with high hopes that was sensitive to a pretty smile and a soft touch.

She could handle any guy, under the sheets or on the streets. Doing both at the same time wasn't something she ever really considered before. Not really her kind of kink, but fighting always got her adrenaline up anyway. Put her in the mood plenty of times. It would be a challenge for sure. Impossible? In their dreams.

"Loser better respect how lucky he is." She did kinda hope he was good looking though. Really needed someone good-looking. Wouldn’t really fly on her socials otherwise. A stagehand knocked on her door and poked his head inside her dressing room.

"Hitomi-san. We're ready for you."

"Thanks poindexter." Hitomi threw her guitar sling over her shoulder and walked through the doorway.

"Huh? My name's-"

"Can it." She pursed his lips shut between her fingers as she brushed by him and made her way to the entrance. "Amateur hour's over."

Theme:

Hitomi Hana:

A guitar riff came tearing through the arena and brought the audience to life. Through the fog came the famous guitarist in her classic blue and pink. Hitomi was shredding it up. She came waltzing down the stage to one of her favorite numbers, strumming her guitar up and down and raising her pick into the air for the die-hards out there that showed up in droves for her debut. Damn, she kinda missed this. It felt good to be #1 again.

Hitomi dove under the bottom rope, powersliding on her knees as she finished out her intense solo to a sea of applause that rose and fell with the wailing of her instrument. She finished with one final flurry and threw her hand high into the air, accepting the praise that came her way without even looking up from the floor. The Japanese girl smirked to herself. She could monopolize them all so easily. Hail to fucking queen.

She stood up from the floor and handed her guitar off to the referee, who brought it to the stagehands outside the ring for safekeeping. Hitomi made her way to her corner in the meantime and got comfortable with some easy stretches. Her eyes kept on the entrance all the while, waiting to see the face she'd be stepping on tonight.

It was certainly not a normal evening for David. There was no avoiding a few nerves since it was practically a debut match. Things had barely gotten rolling in AFW before he had to step away for a time to take care of business. Now here he was back again and right into it. He honestly didn't know much about his opponent and hadn't been fed much information either. Nothing beyond her being some sort of performer of note. Though he hadn't heard her perform and he wasn't that concerned about it. It wasn't going to be a musical battle after all.

"Ok, let's keep cool here." Giving himself a minor pep talk while stretching ahead of the match. He had to presume that she was plenty capable if she was taking part in tension matches. Of course there was no telling for sure until he actually faced the girl. She could be the type that relied entirely on tricks and seduction. While he couldn't deny being a human being with weaknesses he didn't intend to walk out there and embarrass himself. Getting back to taking on opponents like this one was an important step. If he blew it there wouldn't be any guarantees about where things would go from here.

There wasn't much time to ponder regardless as he saw the stagehand giving him the signal.

"Thanks." He gave a nod himself and readied to head out there. A bit too much tunnel vision when it came to getting out there to strike up a conversation. But he did at least acknowledge their presence as he exited to the bright lights and the energized crowd. He doubted that reaction was expressly for him, but if his opponent had warmed the crowd up ahead of time that was fine by him.

Intro:

David Walker:

David got himself moving regardless. An arm raised to reflect how ready to go he was right now. A comfortable white shirt reflecting some of the stage lights. A contrast formed with the comfortable dark tone pants he was wearing. If nothing else he wanted to stay as comfortable as possible in matches. The spectacle could come from winning the match not dressing up like one.

Even from a distance he could spot his opponent. While he wouldn't have ever vocalized it, he certainly had hoped his opponent would be attractive. This kind of match especially required it. Or at least his motivation might have suffered a bit even if he was feeling a strong need to win the match. It just worked out nicely that she looked like someone he'd enjoy driving crazy before defeating her.

There was no telling what kind of personality this girl had. But he certainly intended to keep things relatively clean beyond the obvious need to beat her. He kept a confident smile regardless as the height gap seemed pretty clear the closer David got to the ring. Quickly rolling inside he did continue acknowledging the crowd before giving his opponent his undivided attention. She had both attractiveness and certainly dressed to leave an impact. Whether she'd be keeping that on the whole match wasn't certain. But he felt a strong desire to give his best in this match. Regardless, he wanted to show his talents and make sure this wasn't the last match he'd be taking up in the near future.

"A pleasure to meet you." He figured a greeting was only fair until the bell rang and he'd be intending to advance on her right away. Though he didn't expect she'd be aiming for any sort of lock up. "I'm sure you could read the screen back there, but I'm David."

He was normally pretty polite anyways, but he only felt it was proper in a match like this to get that out of the way. They'd be at much more than a first name basis by the end of this match after all. Whatever her attitude though it didn't change what he had to do. David was visibly focused and knew he couldn't lower his guard.

Why was there a collar in her corner? Hitomi had a peek behind her while she was waiting for Mr. No Name to show up and almost immediately noticed the piece of BDSM just hanging there. At first she thought it was just decoration but after she squinted her eyes and confirmed that that was, in fact, a metal buckle around a sexy piece of black leather.

She took another look around the ring and yep, there was a collar at each corner. The rockstar was too caught up in her flawless entrance to pay attention to those smaller details. But now that she did, Hitomi couldn't help but feel a little suspicious. Someone in the booking department was either showing her their support or hoping for quite a different outcome from what Hitomi had planned. Fat chance of that.

The white-haried punk pushed those thoughts away to the back of her mind, blowing them into nothing with a puff of her lips as she whipped her head back to the entrance just in time to see her opponent for tonight. And he was quite the….opponent. Okay, yeah, Hitomi was at a loss for words but for the completely wrong reasons. David was tall. Big deal, she could say the same for 90% of the men she passed on the way here. He was nervous. Figures, it was his first day or something. And he was...god, she was already running out of things to say about him. Other than his trash taste in tunes.

She was hoping her impression of him would change once they actually got face to face. It didn’t. Hitomi groaned before the first sentence that came out of his mouth even finished and complimented him with a long roll of the eyes. The rocker put her hands at her hips. Part of her was actually looking forward to a decent fight and

"Really? You're the best they could do?" Hitomi looked him up and down. Plain as he was, David was well put together. It was clear that he got some kind of training here and there. She asked for good-looking and well she could have done a lot worse and not much better. Couldn't really tell what he'd be coming at her with, but she supposed that wasn't all that important.

"Whatever. It'll work. Look. The schoolboy act is cute, but I know what you want. You saw all this online and thought AFW was your best way to get it.” Hitomi ran her hands down her sides for added effect. “Well I got news for you, buddy boy: you just messed up, hardcore. You've got no chance, so I wouldn’t even bother trying to tango with me. Just stand there, take some hits, and fall down like a nice boy. Deal?"

There was no doubt that this match was going to be an interesting one. That was clear enough when he spotted the collar in his corner and the matching one in Hitomi's own corner. Of course he certainly didn't remember that being included in what information he'd been given about the match. But considering the nature of this league he couldn't be shocked at the powers above throwing in surprise elements like that.

The more important thing was getting a feel for his opponent and making sure he was ready to win. There was no doubt that she was an attractive girl. But that was just the barest of surface level impression. Not that he wouldn't give his all no matter her personality, but even he was selfish enough to wish for things to play out according to his preference.

Hitomi's response being what it was certainly was frustrating. It seemed as if she was going to be 'that' type of opponent. Though in his mind he still work with this. If she was too bothersome then he'd really regret nothing in putting her in her place. She wasn't the first that would take him lightly. Although he hoped after this match that she would be the last.

"So that's how things are going to be eh? Well either I'm better than you think or the powers that be didn't rate you that highly." Of course from his point of view this was the perfect chance. Having an opponent take him fairly lightly just meant it would be more dramatic when he won. And he didn't plan on letting Hitomi think this was going to be easy for very long.

While he didn't care much for her attitude there was no denying that she was an attractive piece of work. There was certainly a twitch of desire when looking her over. But that came secondary to her attitude. "It's going to be a tough one for you to rationalize after losing this match. Will try not to embarrass you too badly though." He was a bit prickled by her attitude, but he still tried to be as polite as he could considering the situation. Although he wasn't sure if pushed too far that he wouldn't take everything he could get from Hitomi and then beat her in the match.

There wasn't much time to cool down so instead he just got himself ready for the bell. Somehow he figured it wouldn't do any good to talk with this girl too much. Although he wasn't readying for any sort of lockup since he couldn't see her as the power type that would walk right into that. Instead David had to gear himself up for just about anything while preparing to quickly move in on her. Getting his hands on that admittedly lovely body and wearing her out was the key to getting anything done. Besides, David had plenty of pride himself and planned on showing Hitomi just what he was capable of.

Oh wow. A wise guy. Hitomi almost wanted to applaud him for that. For someone that looked like he’d just gotten off of his 9-5, David had some backbone. Even if his digs seemed like they belonged in a cubicle right along with him.

It came with the territory she supposed. Most people didn't look at Hitomi as a serious threat if they weren't already familiar with her by reputation. It was easy to look at a pretty face with a guitar and think that was the gist of it. And to a degree, Hitomi wanted that. She wanted them to not see it coming. It would make everything that came after that much easier.

David didn't realize, but he was going to the big first step on her way to the top. That was why all she could do was smirk at him. It wasn’t like she missed where his eyes were looking for a second there. If there was one thing Hitomi knew better than playing the guitar, it was knowing when someone was checking her out. Guess this match would be a little more interesting than she thought it would be after all. But just a little.

Hitomi leaned forward and placed a hand on her knee, looking up at the taller man with the smuggest impression that just came so naturally for her. If she were at all daunted by the size difference between them, it didn't show. Especially not as she reached a finger out and poked him in the abdomen, letting a finger run down that comfy white shirt just to taste the muscle underneath. “That’s some big talk. I like big talk. It’s cute. Are you really gonna embarrass me? Huh? You think you can do that, Davy Wavy?”

The referee decided this had gotten them all nowhere pretty damn fast. She turned to the announcer’s table and raised her hand for the bell. Hitomi snapped to attention with the speed of a bullet at the sound of the gong. Her finger closed back into a fist. Leaping straight up into the air, Hitomi swung her fist skyward in a flash uppercut under David’s jaw hoping to catch him off guard.

There was no doubt that Hitomi had a lot of spunk. Of course it was possible to have too much of it and that was David's initial assessment of the girl. Of course he knew that establishing himself wasn't necessarily going to be easy. Appearances were a factor. And yet he wasn't overly concerned about that. If he was taken lightly then he could simply change minds through results.

Part of him was going to be glad to get the ball rolling in the match. He certainly didn't think that banter was his strongest suit although he was more than willing to hold his ground if he had to. From where he was standing his opponent almost had to try and win through banter since he expected to win this match through straight forward means. While he knew it was wrong to fall into the trap of taking anyone lightly, he couldn't yet spot where the real danger might be with this girl.

Looking down at her brought forward conflicting feelings. Probably since she was one part extremely cute from that position with a hand on her knee. But that smug expression just elicited a feeling of frustration as if she was the one taking him lightly. He didn't let out much of a reaction when she reached out with that finger and kept running her mouth. Certainly he felt a growing desire to utterly humiliate this girl even if it felt beneath him to do so. "I'm surprised you think I can't. That attitude is going to cost you." It was just words for now, but he planned on making it reality.

While he had been hoping for the match to start it was still a pretty quick turnaround for it to really get going. All the more so since they were starting from a pretty tricky position. He did at least see the uppercut coming even if he didn't have the ability to completely avoid or block it. The shot to the jaw still hitting even as he stepped back to avoid the full brunt of it. Groaning as he stepped back a bit more. His vision a bit shaky from that shot. But even still he knew where Hitomi was. Having enough focus to steady his forward foot and attempt to step forward with a kick towards his opponent. Though being in a hurry that he could only aim for her general midsection and not a specific target beyond that. With the match truly having begun he was definitely motivated. Even if he couldn't follow up on even a successful kick. David needing to shake his head lightly to try and get rid of the daze he was feeling after that uppercut.

Hitomi made this kind of stuff look easy, but it took some finesse. Being as small as her had really big advantages. She could move fast, keep out of sight and well out of range. That's just how her body was built. She had the genetics, gymnastics, and a very determined coach to thank for that.

The problem was when it came to power. In case it was hard to notice, Hitomi didn't exactly rock the pro-wrestling build. It all came down to wits and know-how. If she didn't throw her entire weight into the blow, she might as well be slapping her opponents with a wet napkin. Half the time things did turn out like that. The other half of the time the dumbos that thought they could run her down ended up run over themselves.

David was less inclined to let that happen, but it didn't change the fact that it was happening.

Her knuckles cracking his jaw rang out like a starter pistol. The collective awe that went around the arena captured the moment perfectly as Hitomi's cocky white smile looked up at David's dumb face with glee. Fucker was so tall she almost thought she wouldn't make it, but there was no mistaking this satisfaction. It only got better as she landed back down in time to watch him stumble away. She, naturally, got greedy, and almost paid for it promptly.

Her American opponent was a lot of things but stupidly didn't seem to be one of them. He knew she would pressure him and Hitomi's face was an inch away from a kick to the face when she noticed that.

She ducked even lower under his leg just in time and let his boot print sail past her head. The slight panic she felt was quickly whisked away by a kick of adrenaline. With a mischievous grin, the Japanese rocker lunged forward and wrapped her arms around his other leg, throwing her weight into a low dive to knock him off balance and flat on his back. Just where she wanted him.

There was no question that this girl was more troublesome than she first appeared. Of course it was expected that someone of that size wouldn't get very far without a certain level of agility. But that still made getting his hands on her to push the match forward more difficult than David would have liked.

Still, that didn't mean he was going to just let her do whatever she pleased. He simply had to be patient to a certain degree and take full advantage of each opportunity. Since he doubted that she would be able to deliver too many intensely strong hits he just had to watch out for her putting everything she had into something. Those could do some harm.

The first hit was definitely one to remember. Although the frustration that seeing that cocky smile on Hitomi's face would probably last longer. A reminder that he definitely didn't want to lose this thing. The humiliation of that would last way too long. Not to mention the lack of satisfaction. The kind he really wanted would result from defeating this smart mouth.

She seemed like the type that would try to take advantage and David didn't plan on making it that easy on her. He put quite a bit into that attempted hit and had to groan a bit when she seemed to realize the danger a bit too early. Knowing he really should have aimed a bit lower with that kick and gone for something even Hitomi couldn't duck under. But after taking that shot to the head it was easier said than done to actually do that.

There was no time for regrets though as the situation was clearly a bad one for David. The dive from the mischievous girl was effective. David was already a bit off his balance from the sudden hit to start the match and while his stance for the kick was reasonably solid that wouldn't hold up too well when the cute thing below him was putting all her weight into her dive.

A loud bang would result as David simply couldn't do more than waver on that unbalanced leg for a moment before landing flat on his back. "Fuck..." He groaned as it took a moment to settle himself before thinking of getting up. Things were going a bit off from what he had been aiming for. Still, far as David was concerned he was fine. So long as he could get himself up and re-adjust to Hitomi's tactics then he still had an overwhelming advantage. It wouldn't take that much to whittle her down. Once he could then he'd get that collar on her and see how she'd like to be turned into his pet for the remainder of the match. Of course he didn't have time to daydream though. Being down on the mat would only negate the size advantage he had here. "Enough of that..." He muttered to himself ready to stop letting her run the show here.

“Nope.”

Like...what answer was he expecting? ‘Sorry man, let me get off of you here.’ Dummy.

Not like she could blame him. Her advantage was her speed and being able to outmaneuver almost any guy that tried to bear down on her. They put too much stock in their upper bodies and lifting weights to seem as intimidating as possible. Guys just liked to make themselves as big and slow as possible more often than not. It was like they were custom-made to be torn apart by someone like her. Hitomi couldn’t help but sport that smile on her face when she dumped him flat on his back.

Yeah. Should not have been enjoying this so much this early. Fuck him up a little first.

But it wasn’t like she was going to get careless while she decided how to have some fun with David. The last thing she needed on her record - unofficial or otherwise - was getting trounced by some nobody at her own game. These were her rules, her arena, her people. She had an idea or two about how to make David understand that loud and clear.

Hitomi sprung forward and shuffled up his body, sitting up in a mount position over his waist. No sooner than when she got herself over him did Hitomi start wailing on his face with a barrage of left and right hooks. No power, no grace. The rocker went at him with an unmatched speed that would have his head banging against the floor in a solo beat if he didn't defend himself properly. His face was the drum and these fists were her sticks.

Not that he expected much in response from her. But it was still a frustrating thing to have this girl causing so much trouble this early in the match. It just meant he had to push harder and get the edge in this. The enjoyment of bringing her down and dealing with her confidence would be absolutely worth it.

The immediate issue was that she wasn't exactly dropping her guard. But he knew that wasn't the only thing that mattered. It wasn't that he needed her to drop her guard to win, it would just make things much easier if she did. He hadn't gotten to this point without any confidence in what he can do. With that in mind David tried to cool his head a bit even if the situation wasn't one for that. There was no way to win if he was flailing around mindlessly.

Although he was paying attention as she launched herself and got on top of him. A position that normally would be rather appealing if not for the situation at hand. There was no question she was going on the offensive and he didn't plan on lowering his guard to make it easy on her. Arms quickly rising up to meet the oncoming barrage of hooks. While each hit didn't amount to much the barrage was going to make his arms...and eventually face sore if he didn't do something about it.

David tried to protect his face with one arm as best he could. It did mean taking some repeated shots on the more open side. But he took the chance on eventually freeing up his right arm to aim for a punch to Hitomi's gut. The sooner he forced her either on the defensive or to take a serious attack the sooner he could get back to his feet. While he wanted to have fun with this girl, that wasn't going to happen if he got embarrassed in this match and beaten up first! If she was a performer then he'd more than enjoy hearing the sounds she'd make when the match turned against her!