Pammy vs Tasha

single orgasm Hentai match

Pammy skipped out to a techo bit, skimpy lace outfit cradling her tiny breasts and body as her curly pigtails bounced behind her. She wanted to make a big impression on the league, just like every other girl old and new wished it seemed, and taking on an older dom sounded like just her thing. The crowd cheered the young newcomer as she waved back, whip wrapped up in one hand. "Thank you! Thank you, my pretty little pets! You're all such good boys and girls, cheering for your mistress!" she praised teasingly before climbing the stairs to the ring daintily, wiggling her tight little butt before hopping over the ropes and awaiting her foe

Tasha's music began to play as soon as Pammy's died down, and the polite welcome turned into wild cheers as the original dominatrix's music began to play. The lavender haired woman calmly stepped out onto the stage, a confident expression on her face.

"Hmm... yet another dommie who needs to learn the pecking order." She chuckled to herself before stepping down the ramp, humming to herself a little bit before she reached the bottom of the ramp. She climbed up into the ropes, and moved to the opposite corner, staring down her kawaii opponent.

"Well aren't you a cute one?" She smiled warmly. "You sure you think you can handle a hentai match with me, honey?"

Pammy frowned a bit at Tasha, as the veteran dom, got a bigger reception. She smiled when she was called cute all the same. "You know it!" she said cutely, clenching her little fists in determination. "And I'm gonna show you how i'm the cuter and the sexier in front of all my loving little babies!" she cheered, waving to the crowd with both hands over her head.

She'd fix her hair and outfit as the ref ran through the rules, bouncing on her toes towards Tasha when the bell sounded ready to start things up fast

Tasha smiled warmly at Pammy, and started to crack her knuckles slowly. "We'll see about that one." She replied calmly. Then she heard the bell. Tasha started to step out from her corner, hands out and ready to grapple with the cute kawaii.

Pammy would see Tasha go for the wrestling stance, raising her arms up as well indicating a test of strength. She wouldn't quite match Tasha's height though, so when she got close, rather than lock fingers, she started to reach up to meet her hands and instead brought them smacking down on top of Tasha's breasts in a double stinging slap hard enough to leave early red marks over them from her palms.

Tasha beamed when Pammy raised her arms up to her. "That's right, cutie.. lets just take it nice and- OW!" She yelped as Pammy slapped down hard on both her breasts. She took a couple of steps back, hissing a bit from the soreness those slaps caused. "Ssss... so we're going to play like that?"

Pammy smiled brightly at her and winked. "What? Little girls like to play," she said with a sticking out of her tongue. She'd go as far as turning around and smacking her tight little butt at Tasha tauntingly, though not quite cocky enough to do so without turning back around quickly to await her, giggling excitedly as she took up a ready stance again

Tasha smirked when Pammy actually turned and smacked her butt at her. While she did that, she'd try to kick her in the butt, hoping to catch her fast enough. If the kick whiffed, she'd stumble forward towards the mini-dommie.

"Ah!" Pammy yelped at how quick Tasha reacted to her little tease, trying to hop away in time but taking a light boot to the butt, more embarrassing than painful but still enough for her to pout over.

"Oooh, that's it," she huffed. "I'm gonna show you how we turn a dom into a subby bitch where I come from." She'd pounce at her, trying to catch Tasha around the waist and bring her down to rain slaps down at her pretty face

Tasha smirked as she actually managed to kick her in the butt and took a step back. She licked her lips slowly as she saw the little dommie starting to get steamed. "Heh.. bring it." She dared her, and bring it she did. She was a little surprised when she leapt at her, and she went down to her back. Before she could block, she got the taste slapped out of her mouth once, then twice. Her head jogged to either side from both slaps, but then Tasha glared up at her and tried to reach up for a handful of her hair, and tried to slowly pull her off to the side. "That will be QUITE enough of that!" She declared.