Caged Heat! Nikolette Tessla Vs. Rumi Kasegawa

Steel Cage Handcuff Match
Winning Condition: The first girl to cuff both her opponents hands receives the key to the cuffs and the cage!

'Electro Rock' Signalled the entrance of Nikolette Tessla. With an even record to her credit, she was definitely more than an average fighter. Both tough and smart, the crowd knew if Nikolette was in the match, it would be a good one. Accepting the cheers with a faint blush, the mechanic waved to the audience.

Clad in a her usual brown bib overalls, and flight goggles, she was undaunted by the cage that encased the ring. Dangling from the cage were eight pairs of handcuffs, two on each side, that hung several feet in the air. To reach a pair would involve a small amount of climbing, making this a rather interesting match.

Nikolette inhahled as she stood at the door. She took off her goggles and sset them aside before grinning. Her last match was a handcuff match. "Geeze. I'm gonna be the damn queen of these kinda matches. Someone upstairs must really get their rocks off watchin girls get all chained up." She let out a laugh and then slipped into the ring and went to her corner. She bounced on her heels as she waited for her opponent. "Least they upped the ante some."

As the music for Tik Tok came on, the happy beat made her impulsively swing her hips in a full, wide arc, before pushing her chest forward in a stretch. The girl on the stage looked like she had crawled out of a garage. .. how interesting. "Crap, the cage is closing" she said as she ran into the stage's cage door, as she grabbed the chain link and slid underneath a part as it closed. 'Damn ref' was the thought line currently running through her head, and she didn't think much outside of those lines. She turned to the girl she was about to face as her left eye stayed closed while her right eye roamed her body, checking her curves and her bumps. "Long hair, how interesting ne" she said with a light yawn as she stretched her arms up, letting the jacket rise up with her, the shirt showing the smooth brown skin underneath. "I hope you're as interesting as you are curvy non?" she asked with an almost bland look on her face, as she spread her legs and the denim jeans she wore spread with it. The star on her jacket was barely visible as it glittered with the light, before she yawned and jerked upright apathetically before popping her shoulder with her right hand, the left shoulder making a sickening pop*, crack sound before one final *pop*! Her white t-shirt was almost as bland as her face as she traced her fingers through her hair.


"My name is Rumi, and my game is simple, winner gets the losers body and no hard feelings, and acting like some sort of beauty queen will get you nowhere. Wrestle hard, fight hard, and show me your style, because I'm supposing you already know of me, right Nikolette?" Her eyes closed, and her head tilted as she smiled briefly and stuck her hand out, while the ref cautiosly walked up behind her.

Nikolette watched cheerfully as Rumi came down the entrance. The mechanic had a pleased grin on her face. Rumi seemed to be pleasant enough and she smiled as the girl barely managed to make it into the cage. Rumi was right about the garage thing. Nikolette really did come out of a garage before entering the arena, the small grease stains on her coveralls proof enough.

"Thank ya!" She said, inspecting the girl herself. "When I was wee it was the only way they could tell I was a girl cause I roughoused worse than the boys. It just kinda stuck."Nikolette blushed at Rumi's next words though. "I.. Never thought I was interestin, but hopefully I don't dissapoint."

"Nice ta meet ya!" Nik said back but before she could do anything else a deep blush came over her face. This girl wanted her body if she lost!? She searched the crowd and hoped her lover Satomi wasn't in it. What if she lost. Would Nik have to endure a stranger's touch? She swallowed hard. She would just have to win then! She then took Rumi's head and grasped it tightly. "F-Fine! It's a deal!" She said.

"An don't ya worry bout it. I aint never given anything but 100% and I don't know nothin bout no beauty queen! Lets just have a good toug match!" She tlet go of Rumi's hand and heaved a sigh. The fight should be fun. She walked back to her corner and waited for the bell turning around and looking at Rumi. "Kasegawa comma Rumi. I seen yer profile once I think." She said with a soft chuckle.

"Let's hope once is enough, ne?" she said with a coy smiled, watching as her head darted around the audience. Her grey hood was barely flopping around as she waited for the girl to strike. "Grease makes people smell better actually, it makes them smell more earthy". She grinned as the ref nervously slapped his hand onto his other using a karate-chop like motion. The instant his hand came down she released her grip and turned her knees towards each other.

"So it begins" she said as her hands dropped down, with the hands open, leaving only open palms for her to do things. "Your mind was wandering about the stakes, you sure you happy with them?" Her head tilted as she slid her right leg and then her left leg to the right, making sure to keep her eyes at her neck/face. She was guessing that she was the offensive type and not the defensive type from how she acted.

As she started to circle she glanced up for a brief second, seeing the 8 pairs hanging up there. Maybe she could shake them down by throwing this girl into them? It would be worth a try at the very least. "It'll be fun to strip you though, ne."

"Ayep!" Nikolette grinned back and pointed to her head. "Whether I wanna forget or not, it's stuck in there." Nikolette had a photographic memory and was able to recall things she had seen only once. But she quickly blushed again when she was complimented. This girl was really getting to Nik and she hadn't even done anything! "T-Thank ya! I sure do like the musky scent maself."

Nikolette put on a serious face when the ref called the fight and nodded to Rumi at her words. She circled too, scanning Rumi's movements and looking for an opening. She suddenly blushed at the next words. "Darnit! Stop doin that! I don't back down from no challenge ya hear! I'll just have ta make sure ya loose!"

Nikolette growled playfully at Rumi's last words, deciding she had had enough. "Darnit, that's it!" She charged at Rumi and threw a punch at Rumi's chest.

"Now why are you getting so flustered, when you're so cute? Take it in stride darling, if a guy looks at your ass then shake it for him ne". She smiled as they continued to circle each other like sharks, but she was still wishing that their was music for her to wrestle to. "Oh no, complimenting you is half the fun ne" she said with a smile as she kept one eye closed.


"Perfect for me darling" she said as she leaned forward intending to wrap her left arm around her head, and dash backwards, driving her head into the mat. Then she could attempt a triangle choke from that point in. "Oh, I hope I don't make you blush too much. There's only a whole audience to watch ne". She was enjoying messing with this girl, and was thinking she might prove to be easy to throw off balance if she was careful. She hummed softly as these thoughts roamed throughout her head during the match.

Nikolette was surprised her head was grabbed when she took the punch. Growling a bit in frustration, she wasn't going to go down just yet. She pulled her hands down and reached out to grab the sides of Rumi's pants. She then spread her legs so she wuldnt be thrown off balance and tossed to the mat. Even if it worked, Rumi would still have the advantage but at least Nik wouldn't be on the ground.

Nik couldn't believe Rumi's words though. "Darnit! I can't help but blush. I aint never met someone so forward!"

As she left her legs spread apart, she grunted at the power behind the girl's rush, as she attempted to almost break it by pure force by grabbing her pants and making a pulling motion. 'Hell no' she thought as she would brace her legs, and swung her right leg in an arc as she attempted to pivot behind her and chicken wing her two arms behind her back to make it harder for her to move. If it was successful, then she would drop the girl to the mat in an Everest Suplex, a move which should knock the breath out of her, especially with the momentum she was building.

During her turn she craned her head a little to respond to her comment of 'I ain't never met someone so forward', which only sounded funnier. "Of course I'm forward ne, would you prefer I be bitchy, or act like a cold withdrawn girl? Ya' gotta' have spirit, de-gozuru".

Nikolette struggled against Rumi's hold. She wanted to pull away but as she tried to back up, she felt RUmi rotating. If she continued, she would pull her head and Nikolette struggled. She growled as Rumi tried to pull her into a chicken wing but managed to keep one arm free, groaning as she was still in pain from the rest of it. She tried to use her free arm to throw an elboe at Rumi's head and hopefully get her to release the hold. "I dunno!" She shouted. "Just act regular!"

"This is my normal ne, especially when I'm going up against someone who's body I like and want" she said with a light smile, as she coyly tilted her head, feeling the girls muscles strain as she attempted to break the hold with the elbow jab, barely managing to twist away, but she knew better than to let her escape her range. "You're going to get dropped at this rate ne" she said as she reached down to loop her hand between her legs and shoot the crotch from behind so she could drive her face-first into the mat, then if that worked she could roll her into a grapevine and make her really squirm.

((BRB in 3-4 minutes for food.))<------- Ignore that now.