Rebecca vs Poison: Hentai Handcuff Match

Standar Hentai Match
Win by handcuffing your opponent

A guitar riff blasted thru the speakers of the arena as the lights slowly came down. It was Alice Cooper's Poison and it was followed by a explosion of fireworks and neon lights that heralded the entrance of Poison. A luminous sign announced proudly 'Poison is free', it was Poison way to rub out in the dumb monkey faces of world's police that she was indeed Not In Jail.



Wearing her characteristic biker hat; white tank top, barely covering her ample breast; her cut off barely buttoned shorts, with a pair of handcuffs hanging from them; a pair of pink higheeled shoes, and a riding crop in one hand; Poison took a slow walk, teasing the crowd with the riding crop, towards the ring.

The crowd definitively approaved the voluptuous girl appearance and, despite clearly being a heel, Poison was wildly cheered, whistled and yiped all the way to the ring. The pink haired girl doubled up, showing off her long toned legs and round butt as she slid inside the fighting area, making the males in the crowd go a pitch louder. She then moved to her corner, lustfuly licking her lips and sucking one finger in a shameless sexual display that the crowd loudly approved as well. Poison was very happy to see things in Japan worked just like in the US, no matter that she was a mean bitch, a cheater and a wanted criminal...people still loved her. Like she always said about herself, she was too hot to be caged...or hated. haired girl doubled up, showing off her long toned legs and round butt as she slid inside the fighting area, making the males in the crowd go a pitch louder. She then moved to her corner, lustfuly licking her lips and sucking one finger in a shameless sexual display that the crowd loudly approved as well. Poison was very happy to see things in Japan worked just like in the US, no matter that she was a mean bitch, a cheater and a wanted criminal...people still loved her. Like she always said about herself, she was too hot to be caged...or hated.

Despite her music's faster pace, Rebecca Tomko's entrance for her first official hentai match, albeit a handcuff match, was a lot more subdued. No fireworks, just Hearts on Fire by Hammerfall blasting through the speakers, with a small graphic, replaying her moments in her previous two official matches, scenes of domination over some of the strongest AFW had to offer as Rebecca Tomko stepped down the ramp.



Dressed in a black variation of her standard outfit for a match, the collar removed to show two blue lighting bolt marks running down the side of her face, the 6'4" amazon walked towards the ring to a mixed reaction, her feats of strength having left an impression on a large proportion of the crowd, the rest of them still hated her for being her best friend's enforcer and beating up some of their favourite girls. She had requested a 'stress relief' match after what had happened in her last tag match, she had a lot of frustration and the pink haired woman in front of her was going to be her stress ball for the next twenty minutes at least.

Stepping into the ring while removing some of the more complicated parts of her costume she waited in her corner for the match to start, this "poison" was going to be crushed in so many fun ways, just thinking about them put a sinister smile on the amazon's face.

Poison looked up at the blonde quite surprised. She was expecting to fight some small Japanese girl, not a huge bruiser amazon. Even though she was quite tall, even more so with higheels, Rebecca towered over her easily.

The pink haired girl gulped, noticing the blonde was not only tall, but very muscular. Despite feeling quite nervous about this match now, Poison couldn't stop from making fun of her opponent.

"Say... Aren't you Hugo Andore's ugly sister?" she said with a chuckle. Poison kept her distance, and kept her riding crop at hand. The referee was apparently no where to be found, which actually made Poison feel a little more nervous... and regret not having brought more weapons to the ring.

Rebecca's smile only widened as she took a good look at her opponent, although she was fairly tall she hadn't found anyone yet who could compare height wise to herself, noticing the small gulp only helped build her confidence. Even if her opponent had the only weapon thus far it was a riding crop, it may sting but she could shrug it off and pry it from the woman's grasp, and she was kind enough to provide the handcuffs as part of her attire.

Then she made the comment about her being a Andore and her smile vanished instantly. Not many people would have got that insult, but Rebecca did, thanks to Adrian's vast wrestling tape library she knew all about the Andore family and just what poison was calling her and for that, any notion of playing around with her vanished, she was going to destroy Poison here and now as she charged out of the corner, hoping to take off her head early on with a closthesline.

Poison's eyes went wide when she saw the blonde amazon charging at her like a ragging bull. She ducked her head low saving it from being knocked off her shoulders, but she couldn't help her hat from being tipped off her head as Rebecca's strong arm swooshed above her.

"Stinking cow! My hat!" Poison complained as she turned around and tried to smack with her raiding crop the buttocks of Rebecca.

Rebecca inwardly cursed as her initial charge hit nothing but fabric, and then again when Poison's crop made a resounding smack against her ass much to the approval of the crowd.

So if taking the initiative wasn't working she'd let Poison try something first, find a way to ruin her plans as she turned around to face her, hands motioning for her opponent to bring it, if she swung her riding crop to try and keep some distance she'd just grab it and use it to pull her oh so close to the amazon.

"OK Miss Andorette..." Poison taunted, keeping her distance from the big amazon since she didn't wanted at all to get caught by her. "Pick up my hat and give it back" the gang girl said with a wicked smile, hitting the riding crop in her hand as a disciplinarian.

"No?" Poison asked, pretending to be atonished at Rebecca's refusal. "Then I shall punish you!" she declared as she moved close, just as it was strickly necesary, for her to swink the riding crop to Rebecca's huge tits.

Rebecca's eye twitched as Poison continued to taunt her but smirked when she saw her swing her crop. The disciplinary tool smacked harshly across the amazon's breasts, causing her to hiss in pain but her little plan had worked.

As Poison tried to pull back her weapon Rebecca would reach out to grab the wrist holding the riding crop before yanking her in rising her right knee to meet her exposed belly. "Now..." she said in a husky tone "I think it's time for your punishment."

"Hey! No let goOUGGGHHHHH Poison complained as her wrist was grabbed and she was pulled towards the amazon only to receive a brutal knee to her sexy exposed tummy.
Posion blew out a lot of air as she doubled over, staggering back as the riding crop slip from her hands. The pink haired girl tried to get away from the amazon while at the same time trying to get back some of the breathe that had been robbed from her.

Rebecca wasn't about to let the sexy crook get away from her that easily and as soon as she tried to pull away from the amazon, she pulled her right back into her. This time to wrap her muscular arms around her in order to lift Poison up and crush her in a bear hug, the two fighters' breasts pressing up against each other. She'd wince if she was able to pull it off, Poison's crop strikes having caused her own large breasts to become a bit more sensitive but whatever small victory the criminal could get out of that would be canceled out with a little extra pressure.