Ryo Kamiya vs Abigail Le Grande: Big Name Hunting

In truth, while Ryo was pretty popular and well liked by a large part of the audience, very few in said audience had any actual sympathy for the perverted prince of Tension, as his history spoke for itself, and very few could disagree that he honestly deserved such treatment.

Still, that did little to comfort the teen as he writhed on the thin metal guardrail, letting out another loud pitched whimper, completely frozen in place as he dealt with the crushing pain.

Luckily for him, all sarcasm intended, Abigail was willing to help him out with that little problem, grabbing the back of his messy brown-haired head, and running, sliding his body by his balls across the guard rail until it reached a dip, not only causing his body to drop, smacking his poor speedo clad balls against the metal a second time, but driving him down face first into the steel!

With a pained cry, The Last Wrestle Angel fell off the guardrail onto the padded cement floor below, whimpering and clutching at his privates in a fetal position!

Abigail's perky backside bounced as she hit the floor, skipping once along the floor from the running bulldog. A stiff landing, but a prepared one. Stuff like that came with the moves. Ryo however didn't have that luxury and as he toppled off the rails to flop beside her, she couldn't help but have a small laugh at his misfortune after what he had done to her. That seemed like karma to her. She reached out to give him a hard clap on the back with her palm, mockingly consoling the poor guy after having his lads taken through the wringer.

Climbing to her feet with relative ease, the young rookie wheel around in her boot heel with a bit of pep returning to her attitude. Back in control, she could put the embarrassment behind her. Leaning down, she clamped her hands down on the side of Ryo's head, giving him a hard tug to start to drag him up off the floor.

"D'aww. Don't worry, we're almost done then you can go ice up." Abigail spread her legs wide, trying to thrust Ryo's head down between her thighs. Reaching past his back, she slipped her fingers around the edger of his speedo, giving it a hard yank to drag the small garment up between his legs and deep between his cheeks, payback for earlier. She didn't stop at a wedgie though, giving a far harder yank as she hopped back to try and pull him upside down as she sat herself out on the ground, delivering a wedgie piledriver to the perverted prince.

Normally, the feeling of soft and warm thighs squeezing around Ryo's head was a good feeling, a comforting one, and given how soft and nice Abigail's felt, the Speedo Prince of Tension really wished this was one of those times.

Instead, in a moment of payback that got many the crowd laughing and cheering in enjoyment, Ryo, his poor balls still stinging and aching, the teen letting out a high pitched yelp as his speedo was turned into a thong and wedgied tight up his crack, exposing his cute, firm, and entirely tanned buttocks to the crowd, exposing that yes, Ryo did have an all over tan.

As if his misfortune wasn't bad enough, he let out a second cry as he was dropped directly onto his head, piledriven into the padded concrete by his cute opponent!

"AGHHH!" He cried out, his body flopping onto the mat after she head-dropped him, his booted feet kicking out at the mat as his arms wrapped around his throbbing head, the tide having completely turned against the perverted young prince!

It was worth the brief moment of pain as she dropped her backside onto the hard ground, especially knowing Ryo's head was being drilled into it along with her. She held him upright where she hammered him into the ringside area like a nail before unceremoniously shoving him away to flop to the ground. With a heavy sigh, she sat back with a smirk, placing her palms on the floor to watch him writhe with her handiwork. While not particularly a cruel girl, he had been pressing her buttons… While not all of them had been in a bad way, she didn't appreciate it in the context of their match and from him. With a soft snort, she extended a foot to give him a light nudge with her boot before standing up. They had a count to beat.

"I think that about does it." Abigail chirped pleasantly to herself, reaching down to gather Ryo up by an arm and a shoulder. She had no real issues managing his weight, even as he squirmed. Hiking him up against the apron, she would take another tug at the back of his speedo to hoist him upwards in a toss to send him beneath the bottom ropes. She would follow after in a slide of her own, rolling Ryo side over side until he was on his back. The rookie hadn't even bothered to drag them away from the ropes before she draped herself over top of him, hooking a leg for a quick pinfall attempt.

Ryo gave very little resistance as Abigail began the process of dragging the nearly naked teen back into the ring, groaning, his head throbbing in pain after being piledriven onto the padded concrete, his limbs still jerking about as his brain and body tried to recover from the devastating blow, the hentai prince not even noticing as his speedo was wedged up his own backside as he was rolled into the ring.

While his own fans tried to rouse him by chanting his name, his detractors began to cheer and chant Abigails name, won over by her cute looks, surprising strength, and ability to beat the crud out of the pervert, counting along as she draped over him for a pin attempt, the referee dropping to the mat and slapping her palm on it.

"ONE!"

"TWO!"

"THR-"

Just before the final count however, the referee stopped, raising two fingers in the air and pointing at the ropes, where somehow, on sheer instinct or just sheer luck, Ryo's foot had raised up and caught itself on the bottom rope, breaking the pin attempt and saving his hide!

The fans were chanting out loud along with Abigail while she counted each slap of the mat in her head, waiting for that final bell to signify her victory. When it was cut short, she looked up at the referee in obvious confusion as they raised two fingers to motion where the count had stopped. Their other hand was gesturing to the side, urging her gaze to follow its path to where Ryo's boot lay on the bottom rope. Her lips drew tight as her cheeks puffed out in annoyance, shoving herself up off chest, leaning back off her knees to sit on her legs with an aggravated huff.

"You just don't know when to give up, huh?" Abigail muttered more to herself than to Ryo, taking a moment to rest and think as she sat beside him. She didn't imagine he had much left in the tank so getting him to the middle of the ring in theory would be enough to finish things up. Pushing herself up she began a slow rise, reaching down to take her opponent by the heads to try and roll him onto his stomach to better drag him upwards. The rookie backed herself up as she did this, trying to pull Ryo from the ropes, preferably on his knees. If she managed to get him in a good enough position, she would brace her legs to either side and try to shove his head between them once again in preparation for her finisher.

This was not good for Tension's favorite son, as while he was still conscious, he was certainly loopy after getting pile-driven outside of the ring, the only positive being that the heavy padding outside of the ring that covered the concrete kept him from being knocked out entirely.

But it seemed Abigail was finally fed up with the speedo-clad dork, and seemed ready to put the match to bed, a place she seemed unlikely to let Ryo take her too. He was groaning, shaking his head and trying to clear the stars as she pulled him up to his feet, feeling her thighs rub against his cheeks as she pulled him in...and in a sudden burst of panic-induced clarity, Ryo pressed his hands against those lovely thighs, pushing her away from him and allowing him to stand back up, grab her shoulders, and jump up, pressing his knees against her chest and falling back , trying to drop back to the mat and pull her down onto his knees with a Code-Breaker!

Showmanship was in her blood, no matter how long she had been away from the big top or how far the distance was, it wasn't something she could simply turn off. When Abigail had wedged Ryo's head betwixt her thighs, she stood tall with a wide smile for the crowd. Her arms shot to the side, presenting what he assumed was a weakened opponent to the crowd to hype them up for what she planned to be the finale and epic reveal of her devastating finisher. The display was met with thunderous cheers, ones that managed to drown out even the largest ones she had ever received at the circus by the sheer number of voices. Having made them wait long enough, she bent forward, attempting to throw her arms around Ryo only for him to suddenly withdraw, leaving her awkwardly bowlegged, fumbling forward as she grasped at air.

Before having a moment to steady herself, Abigail was yanked forward, chest first into the awaiting knees of her opponent. The rookie lep out a loud yelp as the code breaker impacted, sending her flopping backward from the recoil of the blow to fall onto the canvas on her back. She let out a wheeze, blinking her eyes in surprised shock as the air was knocked out of her lungs. Her body shifted, trying to roll over, attempting to flee to the ropes, but she couldn't even manage to get onto her side. Instead, an arm reached up feebly before dropping limply back to the mat as she struggled to recover.

That was close. Too close. Wayyy too close. Another few seconds and he'd have been completely unconscious with his head buried in the mat.

For the next several moments, both fighters laid on the mat, before Ryo, finally starting to recover and his head not throbbing as much, rolled over and pushed himself up, starting to crawl over to Abigails body. He needed to finish this match while he had the opportunity. Truth was, Abigail was faster than him, she was certainly stronger than him, and was probably a better wrestler than him. But he had seen her reactions, and knew there was one advantage he still had.

Hentai

His ace in the hole, and his best friend, having aided him in many victories in the past. Crawling up to the stunned woman, he lowered his head, sticking his tongue out and licking along her bare thigh, letting his fingers gently brush and tickle against her other bare thigh, even pressing his tongue against her leotard covered crotch, figuring a skintight material like this couldn't be too thick as he pressed his tongue against her crotch for a few moments, swirling it around and pressing it against the material barely keeping her crotch covered.

Abigail’s world was spinning. Her mind trying to comprehend just what the heck happened in the last couple of seconds. So the huntress did what she always did when she lost something, she retraced her steps. Ryo had just managed to barely escape her pin thanks to that stupid foot on the ropes. So she was about to pull him up and finish him off for good, only for him to suddenly fight back and shoot his knees up and-

Oh Yeahhh…… Now she remembered.

She got a double dose of knee to the noggin and now she was trying to make her way back to the ropes in hopes of recovering. Yet it seemed her balance had yet to return just yet as when she tried to roll over, all she managed to do was make it halfway to her side with her arm before flopping back onto her back.

But she was nothing if not determined! So she was going to try again damnit! At least she was, only for the feeling of a pair of lips to kiss against her thigh to stop her in her tracks. Those lips turned into a tongue trailing up her leg and eventually finding the crotch of her leotard. Whereupon they began to lick and kiss with no abandon!

“Hmmm. Ahhh. Mmmm” Abigail moaned as the pleasure began to infect her groggy mind. The feeling of her opponent grasping and groping her breasts in such a way that made her just want to arch her back wasn’t helping things either. As more seconds passed, the huntress could swear she felt her momentum slowing down to a halt.