Didi vs Rita

Toys match
Anything goes, girls may bring a bag of toys with them to the ring

Didi pranced merrily to the ring, glad to know that her tricks were all nice and legal. She would have used them anyway, but still. She had a fancy, lacey duffel bag over her shoulder, marked with plastic skulls, bats, and similar gothy tidbits. She tossed it into the corner before skipping up the steps, blowing kisses to the fans who either didn't know her well enough or loved her maliciousness all the same.

She took great care in nestlign her bag in before leaning back, wiggling her hips giddily in wait for her prey

After Didi had arrived and the crowd had settled, Rita made her appearance. She was, as always, clad in a tight-fitting leather costume, and carried a medium black leather bag. The kawaii approached the ring, strutting on top of her high heels in her best dominatrix fashion. As she entered the ring, she put the bag against her corner and glared at Didi with a smile.

An announcement boomed when both wrestlers were finally in the ring. "This is a Best-3-of-5 Hentai Match! The first to cum three times loses! In addition, the competitors may use whatever they carried to the ring today!" The crowd answered with a roar, already anticipating the start of the match.

Didi grinned and pulled a riding crop from her bag, also tossing a little pouch of something powdery nearby. "Ready for a nice fun night with my toys?" she giggled playfully. "I've got lots and lots... plus games! Let's see how many I can fit inside you, maybe..."

"Toys are just my thing." Rita said, eyeing Didi and wondering what she should use first against her. At last having decided, she pulled out a cherry-colored paddle from her bag. "You have a beauiful rear. I shall make it as red as this." She said, waving her toy with one hand. The bell rang, and she got away from her corner, approaching Didi and keeping an eye for her crop.

Didi smiled wide and proud flattery of her ass, but wiggled it at her and winked. "I know it, don't have to tell me. Well, you will once I force you too anyway, teehee."

She approached with sensual grace, whipping the crop like a sword but only in fake-out strikes near Rita's location. She'd whip it up high to try and bring it crashing down on her chest... only to stop her swing entirely before it even started, trying to throw a cheap kick into Rita's belly while she was distracted

Rita watched Didi getting closer. Soon that body would be hers, she thought, and she was willing to use any tactic to get it. When Didi lifted her arm high above her head, she didn't waste the chance. She closed in fast and swung her paddle, aiming a strike at the exposed side before Didi could swing. However, if the sharp wooden impact didn't stop Didi, Rita would receive the kick to her belly and flinch.

Didi was met with the side blow and looked shocked by the returned blow, throwing off her aim to actually crack the riding crop down all the way, though with poorer aim than a genuine strike. "Agh! Watch it, you little bitch!" she snapped and rubbed her side

Rita smirked when she heard the resounding smack that her paddle had made. Didi's crop came down quickly, and she had no time to dodge before she was struck on her shoulder. Even though the hit hadn't been that strong, her smile contorted into a frown. "No, YOU watch it!" She said this as she moved her feet quickly, trying to get to Didi's side. She'd then send a sharp kick at the inside of Didi's knee, wanting to bring her down early so she could get to the fun part.

Didi managed to sidestep the kick, awkwardly rubbing her bum and trying to throw a quick backhand slap across Rita's cheek in reply. "I'll watch it when YOU watch it!" she snapped back. "Tasteless little tramp!"

Didi's knuckles stung Rita's cheek, and the insult stung just as much. "You... disgusting slut!" As Didi turned to face her, Rita would cruelly drive her high-heel right into her stomach. Whether this worked or not, she would then swing her paddle wide, trying to smack Didi's head hard.