Hot Handcuffs! Cardia Waters Vs. Yasha Love

Handcuff Match
Victory Condition: The first combatant to handcuff their opponent wins the match, the keys, and their helpless opponent

Quiet Riot's The Wild and the Young exploded over the AFW ring speakers signaling Cardia's entrance into the arena... at least it would have. For a few seconds, the music played to an empty entrance ramp... until a slightly winded Cardia burst out from backstage, sliding to a stop on the ramp to adopt her more characteristic brisk stride. She waved back and forth to the audience, blowing a few kisses, and taking a few exaggerated bows. She didn't really have a lot of fans... at least in the sense that she had hoped, but she wouldn't let that get her down.

Cardia climbed gingerly into the ring and adjusted her violet two piece before leaning up against the ring post to catch her breath. Today, she was up against the so called Demon of Love. Cardia had only learned of her opponent recently, and was able to watch a few tapes of her matches just before running out to the ring. Something about the would-be sentai hero's style captivated her... Maybe it was the way she moved, or maybe it was just that she was hot. Either way, she lost track of time and only barely made it to the arena. That didn't bother her though. She was excited. Yasha was a crowd favorite, and the first non-heel she was going to get to fight. Hopefully, she wouldn't leave on a stretcher this time. She even thought of trying to get into the spirit of Yasha's prefight banter but hadn't had any time to think about it. Either way though, this was going to be a fun match. She just knew it.

Running her hands through her pigtails and shaking them loosely to get the pre-fight jitters out, she watched the ramp intently, eagerly awaiting a glimpse of her foe.

Hilde pressed her hand against her chest and blushed deeply. She was panting softly and had to inhale just to calm herself. "I...Ive never been so nervous in my life." She whispered. "But I've never been more excited either. I don't want to fight her... But... No one can interfere with us in this match. Finally it will be just the two of us... And... Thousands of spectators... Oh my..." Her breathing increased rapidly. "I've prepared everything I could ahead of time, now it's Yasha's turn." Heaving one last sigh she waited for her music to start up.

"I would die for peanut butter." Sounded quietly as the lights dimmed. The distortion and electronic drumbeat that followed cause the crowd to roar. A few seconds later, the entire crowd screamed "GO!" When the song did, expecting Yasha to burst from the ramp. She did not come and inststead the spotlights turned to the ceiling where the Demon of Love descended from a ripcord, clad in a dazzling pink vinyl trenchcoat that covered everything below her neck.

She landed gracefully and deftly removed the cord, crouching low and giving a cool look up at Cardia. "So you have entered Love's cage?" She then stood up and pulled open her coat to reveal several dozen handcuffs wrapped in fuzzy pink, hanging from the inside of her jacket. She grinned at Cardia. "Escape may be futile, but you may find it's what your heart has desired all along."

She then tossed the coat in the air and it landed perfectly on a ringpost. Meanwhile she did a super sentei pose and then pointed to the crowd. "Love shines!" She caled out.

"Forever Heart!" The shouted back.

Cardia's eyes shot wide at her foe's grand entrance. "Wow..." She mouthed silently. Her eyes managed to shoot even wider as Yasha revealed how well supplied she was for the match, partly because of that and partly because she realized why Yasha seemed so familiar: She was the spitting image of Lukretia von Creuzfeldt... and yet at the same time was absolutely nothing like her. The similarities were unnerving... maybe it was just coincidence.

And the way she worked the crowd! Cardia would have killed to have that kind of appeal, that kind of presence! Of course, you don't just get that for free. Yasha was going to be a tough fight...

Swallowing nervously, Cardia affected a haughty countenance that was clearly a playful act. With her hands on her hips, she shouted, "Escape? HAH!" Cardia would run her hand through one of her pigtails mock derisively before pointing at Yasha overdramatically, "Demon of Love! Your spree of... ..." She stumbled on the improv, "of ... passion ends today," a swift recovery. She clenched her pointing hand into a fist and lifted it up. No sense playing at subtlety now. "By MY HAND!" Cardia almost managed to even hide the grin this hammy acting gave her.

Yasha watched as Cardia made her haughty pose. She wanted to blush, sh wanted to giggle, but those were things Hilde would do. She adored her lover but had to remain stoic. The crowd loved how Cardia played along with Yasha's antics and cheered wildly for the match to come.

Yasha's eyes shot wide when Cardia made her defiant challenge. She gasped and stepped stepped back like she had been physically assaulted, her hand coming to her chest and pulling oen a little bit of her vinyl suit, exposing a bit more of her cleavage. She then stepped forward. "Then I shall let ALL of my love flow!" She dashed forward and sent a karate chop at Cardia's chest.

Cardia's eyebrow arched as Yasha exposed herself more. Whoever this mysterious masked wrestler was, she looked like Lukretia and was easily as hot as her... but at the same time was so NOT her... Cardia barely righted herself to brush aside self-congratulatory thoughts of how well she had delivered that hammyness and leering at her newfound glimpse of the Demon of Love to deal with the obviously pressing issue of Yasha's charge.

Cardia would get her arm up just in time to parry Yasha's strike, but her haste ensured her arm smacked into Yasha's ungracefully, and she'd be thrown off balance by Yasha's charge. If the Demon of Love had a could close in with a follow-up quickly enough, she could probably gain the advantage. If Yasha didn't, Cardia would right herself, arcing back and trying to deliver a thrust kick toward Yasha's midsection to try to slow her down.

Yasha grinned as she managed to push back Cardia and knew she had to act quick. She lifted up her leg up her leg to send her shin into Cardia's side. She hoped to send the already off kilter Cardia stumbling to the side. If she could, she would try and slide behind Cardia and press her breasts against Cardia's back and reach up and take both of Cardia's breasts in her hand and pull Cardia even closer.

Cardia yelped as the Demon of Love's speedy kick caused her to stumble to her knees. She caught herself before she slammed to the ground, but in a flash, Yasha was on her. Cardia let out a surprised gasp as Yasha immediately groped her. She even FELT like her... even almost smelled like a Cruezfeldt... For a brief moment, Cardia felt like she was going crazy, seeing Lukretia in any hot woman she met.

Still stunned by Yasha's sudden erotic attack, with a hiss, Cardia would try to throw herself back, to at least get on her knees and free up her hands to fight with Yasha. If she succeeded, she'd try to twist herself free of Yasha's grasp.

Yasha wouldn't resist Cardia's attempts to stand back. She even loosened her grip so that Cardia could get up easier. However, before she could plant her feet and begin her resistance, she clenched down tightly on Cardia's breasts and pull her upward into a sexy suplex!

Cardia let a surprised gasp escape as she was lifted... by her boobs? ... and a yelp as she slammed into the mat. She would try to roll away, coming up on her knees, rubbing her strained chest, smiling. Mixed with a few chuckles and whimpers of pain, Cardia would call out, "Ah! You... you sexy fiend!" She would chuckle at how dumb that sounded, trying to stand and ready herself for Yasha's next attack. If Yasha could keep landing moves like that, Cardia would be in trouble fast. She hoped to get enough breathing room to find a way to regain momentum.

Yasha rolled away and hopped up to her feet. She grinned at Cardia's words and thrust her chest out, trailing a finger down her cleavage and beyond, stopping right at her crotch and making a face as though she was surprised at her own naughtiness. Her face then turned into a sultry grin. "That was only a taste of te sexiness that awaits you my lovely." She said and charged forward and about halfway she did a cartwheel and pushed off hoping to aim her spreading legs at Cardia so her pink clad crotch would slam into her lover's face.