Clyde Gastin Vs Chiyo Emi

Clyde heard that dismissive scoff but didn't think anything of Chiyo's arrogance. He would show her as he put just about everything he had into this heavy handed clothesline as Clyde swung for the fences.... And saw Chiyo completely evade the strike with ease, his eyes going wide before her left leg snapped up with a swift kick that nailed Clyde right across the face!

"Ugghh!!" Clyde's head shot to the side and spittle flew as the kick rattled and dazed Clyde, leaving him reeling, defenseless and wide open as Chiyo taunted his failure to even touch her before her soft gentle hand went right for his crotch...

"A-Aauuh~!" Clyde moaned as his cock was sized by the The Butterfly Maiden, his eyes fluttering as his mouth hung open from the lewd touch. Chiyo would soon feel his member pulse hard and stiff against her hand before Clyde pulled himself away. His face was red and his body flustered... An embarrassed Clyde tried to throw a big right hook to knock Chiyo away, if he could land it!

Normally, Chiyo would have expected a retaliation from her opponent, but she was far more concentrated on how long his cock was. It didn't help that she was taken aback when his crotch began to take form, and harden in her hand.
Throughout her childhood, she hadn't been allowed near men, even having gone to a private school for women, so outside of porn, the most she knew on how their bodies worked came from her father. Of course, there was no romantic interest between Chiyo and Clyde, but she was curious—needless to say, she was also fairly excited that she was adored by him. She may have confused her appreciation for potential affection, feeling a warmth on her face as she stared blankly at his junk.
However, the sensation began to burn, the Japanese beauty realizing that she had been hit. She quickly recoiled towards the ropes, a red bruise left on the side of her face. Her head was drooping a bit; the woman in shock that he had actually gone a punch on her. She frankly, thought she'd go the entire match without being touched by him, but she had to give it to the man, he took her for a fool.
She let out a single chuckle, and shook her head awake. She quickly ran towards her opponent, sliding under his legs to yank on his junk once again, but this time, with enough strength to drag him down to the canvas. She assumed, just like her own reproductive part, that it was surely a weakness for him to be pulled from his cock, akin to a wedgie. Though, there was still the subtle interest in what he had to offer behind his shorts.
She had never had sex before, but it was an embarrassing secret of hers that she had a bit of a porn addiction. She always wondered what it was like, but even with all the money she had, she didn't want to take the easy way and call an escort to take it from her. She wanted it to be real love, and in this case, she was more than flattered that her opponent was into her. Perhaps, he'd be the one for her? To her, that was how the story went, but at the end of the day, this was a wrestling match, and she'd show that she was the superior fighter in every way—only slightly experimenting with her maneuvering for the man.

Clyde did a counter attack out of reflex but was Chiyo actually fixed on his junk??? She must have been because of she bluntly grabbed it and stared at the throbbing mast in his trunks before he knocked her away to the ropes. Even Clyde was surprised.

“Sorry.” He mouthed before gaining a smile . “Finally got you.” He adding, realizing he could totally beat her. But before could follow up Chiyo rushed him and suddenly dropped into a slide!!! Clyde missed grabbing her but not before grabbing a handful of his cock!!

“Hnngh!!” The blonde seized up and went stiff! His member growing as Chiyo pulled on the throbbing mast before he was yanked by and dropped down hard into the canvas by his member.

“Gah!!! Uhhnn….” Clyde groaned, stunned on the mat and completely flustered into a temporarily stunned state. No one had ever done this sort of thing to him in the ring like this…

As she slid beneath the man, she swiftly released her grip on his private parts, utilizing the momentary diversion to regain her footing. Asserting her dominance, she proceeded to kick him in the side, causing him to turn towards her. Displaying a disturbing level of sadistic pleasure, she lowered her heel towards his erect cock, delicately tracing the contour of its tip. She was cautious not to inflict any harm, but instead, she aimed to manipulate and humiliate him for the clean strike he had landed on her earlier.
The spectators all watched on, the atmosphere thickening with a sense of humid eroticism. Chiyo had to admit, she was somewhat glad to have been placed against a man. Clyde could have been any random male wrestler in their promotion, and she'd surely have done the same thing, but there was one point in his favor that made this more than a platonic play of sex appeal. The way he looked at her—utterly captivated by her appearance; no man had ever loved her like that. Then again, she was a sheltered child, and an even more sheltered adult. Her father made sure of it, but this time, he couldn't decide this for her.
Truth be told, her father had no clue she was working for a wrestling promotion. He, himself, was also reasonably sheltered after passing on the company to her. The only thing that tied the two together anymore was their shared household.
However, she explained away the bruises from her first match as a simple accident at work. It felt so wrong to be so lustful; it was suffocating the elegance from her every move, the woman growing more and more excited, and consumed by her desire. However, on the surface, she kept a composed, smug demeanor, swaying her hair away from her face, and blowing a kiss to the audience as people gathered towards every angle to snap some good photos of them.
"Awh.. Honey, I thought you had more fight in you.. You seemed so confident a minute ago too.. Welp.. Guess that's too bad," Chiyo muttered to herself; conflicted between her own interest in the man, and seeing him as a pathetic wrestler who barely deserved to stand in the same ring as her. At this rate, he was nothing more than an adoring dog to her—and who could reject the love of a mindless, innocent animal?

“Gyaah!!” Clyde howled as he took the sharp kick that turned him over. Putting him flat on the mat and looking up at the Japanese maiden who traced her delicate heel upon Clyde’s excited member.

“Uuuuu~!” Clyde moaned as his dick was toyed with, trembling under Chiyo’s tracing footjob. Stunning him with humiliating arousal that he failed to resist as Chiyo pleasured the cowboy into a lewded state…

He felt so humiliated as she grinded on him and humiliated him further with kisses to the crowd. She called him honey and teased him. The red faced Blonde tried to bat away her foot and hurry back to his feet, trying to hurry up and strike at Chiyo with a clothesline. All the while, the arousal she put on him was certainly weighing clyde down like a dog in heat.

Chiyo could feel Clyde trying to shove her foot off of his genital area, but she stood unwavering as she applied more pressure. It was surely a bold move on her part to put such an erotic sight into the world, but seeing his act of defiance, she knew he had to be put under a tighter leash. In her mind, she was already assured of her victory, having basically immobilized her opponent, and having a metaphorical gun to his cock.
If she wanted, she could stomp on his balls, and leave him for dead as a neutered animal, but as a smile grew on her face, she couldn't escape a feeling of affection for him. Perhaps it was just the thrill of having such power over him, and ultimately, being a Goddess to him, yet there might have been something else lingering in her heart. She did have to admit, he had quite the cute face—his skin silky, showing that, he does groom himself, alongside maintaining the physic of a gladiator. She could, at the very least, respect that he had a level of self-respect for himself, and had the dedication to not tap out in spite of Chiyo aiming for his glaring weakness.
Then again, most of the men she interacted with were greedy, power-hungry elites that worked for her, or with her. She'd never met someone with the typical values of the everyday civilian, so he may have been setting the bar rather high for a smart, elusive woman such as herself. Even so, they were still in a match—a boring one, in all honesty.
He had gotten a single good hit in, but he quickly succumbed to her superiority, without her having to break a sweat like she did against Penny. With a casual yawn, she gestured for the referee to approach them, so he could count out her opponent.

"Huuuhh~!!!" Clyde's eyes crossed as Chiyo applied harder, lewder pressure. He groaned as she stepped on him and made him howl and swoon. He was forced to gaze up at the woman in awe that was controlling him and keeping him completely still and submissive.

"Oohh..." Clyde slumped into the mat under the goddess and looked completely defeated. Feeling true humifaction as she yawned and called for the Ref to count him out.

"ONE.... TWO...!"

At the last second, Clyde turned and kicked out, breaking the pin just after Two.

"Ehh?" Chiyo groaned, with a deadpan voice; fully moving her heel out of the way of his junk, "Guess I'll have to try something else.."
She grabbed him by his hair and tried to lift him up by pulling on his bangs. But because of her slender figure, and more importantly, weak arms, she accidentally bumped his face into her belly—his lips pecking on her skin. The elegant maiden's face turned a deep shade of red, a burning feeling that she had never experienced before.
Surprisingly, however, she found herself enjoying this feeling more than she had anticipated. It was a sensation that lingered in her thoughts for quite some time, long enough to become a good distraction for her opponent to retaliate, or get a breath in. At that point, she was fighting an entirely different battle—a flaming demon racing down her spine to her crotch. She let out a soft moan, immediately placing a hand over her lips to muffle the sound, and keep herself focused on winning. She had to stop getting distracted by her touch-deprived body. However, it was strange that she hadn't felt such a way when her former opponent laid hands on her. Of course, a belly kiss was far more extreme, but surely, she should have felt something back then. She didn't want to believe she had fallen for his pathetic loyalty, but she just couldn't move past the way he looked at her—as if it were love at first sight.

"Uhh..." Clyde swooned as his hair was grabbed by the Japanese beauty. The blonde groaning from a mix and pain and pleasure from her earlier footjob as she hauled up his swaying form, only to apparently, shove him face first into her soft but toned belly. Clyde blushed and groaned as his lips met her pale skin and she held him there, no doubt as a smothering humiliation move! It was effective!

"Mmmpphh..." Clyde gave a muffled groan against Chiyo's pale skin forced to kiss her belly while the blonde shook in her grasp, stunned with arousal, he tried his best to resist and pull away before she smothered him!

Also, did he hear a moan? He couldnt tell.

As Clyde groaned against her soft belly, Chiyo felt a rush of pleasure. The mixture of pain and pleasure made him weak for a moment, and the Texan's struggles to pull away only increased Chiyo's pleasure. She tightened her grip, reveling in the power she held over Clyde.
The sound of muffled moans reached Chiyo’s ears, and a small smile played across her lips. This tactic seemed to be working, both physically and mentally. The crowd was on edge, a mixture of cheering and grumbling.
Chiyo was enjoying the power she had over Clyde, and for a moment she thought about holding on a bit longer, enjoying the humiliation she was inflicting on him. But the referee nudged her aside, giving her opponent a moment to get back on his feet. As Chiyo took a slow step backward, she kept her cool and her eyes on Clyde.