Sena Iwakura vs Drake Ishikawa (Complete)

Standard Match
Victory only by Verbal Submission
~Special Stakes Involved~

Coming off her first match, a win that she thoroughly enjoyed, making the girl bend to her will, begging her to please her. It was exactly the thing that Sena was looking forward to when coming to AFW. Now, after making a 'deal' with another female member of the roster, she is about to have her first mixed match in AFW, another way to prove her abilities. She figured it would be easier to do her tactics to a male opponent, but only time will tell.

Making her way to the curtains, she waits for her cue as a few minutes later "Dirty Diana" by Michael Jackson blasts over the speakers, the lights turning a blue and purple tint as she steps onto the stage area. She is met with quite a few cheers from the crowd as most of them were witnesses of her first match. Turning the girl who was by far not like that into her temporary lover during their match. She planned on turning her male opponent tonight as well, hoping to hear him beg for her to pleasure him.

Walking down the ramp, she would slowly step, purposefully seductively as she would make her large breasts bounce with her steps. Reaching up, she would grab the middle rope before slowly pulling herself up and sliding into the ring. Grinning, she would walk to the other end of the ring, leaning backwards on the ropes as she stared down at the stage area, awaiting her opponent's arrival.

Smoke would creep from the back stage down the ramp as the light dimmed. A soft choir like music would open up as "Devil's Never Cry" played as Drake waited behind stage wearing a black muscle shirt and a silkish pair of shorts along with black combat boots. He closed his eyes and meditated a little as he concentrated on the match at hand. Once the Music picked up his felt energy surge through his body and pump him up as he pulled his messy jet black hair from his face staring forward with his deep blue hazel eyes. As the music switched into a metal beat he darted forward running at top speed out to the stage.

As soon as he got close enough he jumped up grabbing onto the ropes as he bounced up and down with no hands hearing the crowd cheer for the new comer. Once he was done he would hop into the ring, he knew not to under estimate his opponent as he would politely bow to her, but keep out of arms reach. He commented "Wow, you are really beautiful." He blushed a bit, "Maybe after this match we could go for a date." He offered her a red rose as he blushed wanting to kick himself in the ass wondering why in the hell he took Felicia's advice on how to start the match like this. If it wasn't for the fact she made him practice that line until he could say it perfectly without thinking he would have probably messed it up. In truth he was unaware that Felicia set this match up to begin with.

He couldn't lie to himself he knew she was beautiful but he was more focused on her eyes and the vibe he could feel from her and not her looks. He shook his head as he got ready to start the match calming himself and clearing his mind of the possible scene he just made.

Sena watched as Drake made his way down to the ring. She saw him at first as just another victim, all that was on her mind was just how to turn this one. In the back of her head she mostly wanted to get this one over with quick so she could get to the girl that she met earlier in the day. To her it was just much more fun messing with a female, their reactions and reluctance was just far more amusing to her and she would grin to herself, thinking of the ways she could bend that girl to her will, seeing her as quite the strong one.

Watching Drake step into the ring, Sena would take a step off the ropes, crossing her arms under her breasts as she looked on. Seeing him bow, she tilted her head a bit before hearing his words. "H-huh?" Sena says, trying to hide the bit of blush that came across her face from the unexpected compliment and proposal, him handing her a red rose. She would take it from his hand, staring at it a bit before shaking her head. The out of nowhere suddenness of his words caught her quite off guard, but she quickly threw the thoughts out of her head. She knew she was easily embarrassed by stuff like this, but thinking of the rewards of winning, she knew she had to keep focused.

Quickly shaking off her embarrassed expression, she would slip the rose between her breasts, making sure it wasn't covered in thorns or anything, before staring up at him. "I'm sure you would like that wouldn't you? We're here right now, what's stopping us from just having fun here?" Sena says, unbuttoning the first few buttons on her shirt, bringing it down to the first button being in the center of her breasts, barely containing her cleavage as she was trying to steer the conversation away from his words. She would grin at him with a seductive expression, readying herself and waiting for the bell to ring.

To her probable surprise he ignored her showing off her cleavage, and instead stared in her eyes blushing but relieved he wasn't humiliated further as she was kind to him. The bell rang as he would get into a defensive stance watching only her eyes and shoulders ignoring her attempt to draw his attention into her bosom. He wasn't like most guys and wasn't a horn dog, he preferred the woman he was with, not what she did. Furthermore he ignored her advances having already trained his mind to think that she has no real interest or concern for him at all, she just wanted to win the match and would use him if needed.

As long as he kept thinking in the worse case scenario and kept he guard up this was not going to be an easy match for her. He waited patiently and calmly for her next move as she could see he wasn't going to budge or get sucked in easily.

Sena watched as her revealing more of her breasts seemingly did nothing at all to Drake. It surprised her as she was expecting him to be ten times easier than her first opponent, a female. Sena would laugh to herself a bit, realizing that the match was going to be more of a challenge than she had expected in the first place. She didn't mind that at all though, the more stubborn her opponent is, the more she would enjoy them bending to her will and begging her for what she has to offer.

As the bell finally rung, Sena stepped again towards Drake, the grin on her face widening as she put her arms up to call for a test of strength lockup. The boy definitely had the size difference, but Sena had the utmost confidence in her time tested strength, one that would be overwhelming to any who don't focus on that aspect themselves.

He obliged but didn't underestimate her. He accepted her challenge and locked arms with her, unknown to her his strength didn't just come from his muscles. He was born a runt and was use to being smaller and weaker so he had no pity or lack of confidence in what women were capable of. He knew if he could change from a runt and push his body over and over again pushing his breaking point far beyond the limits he should have, then she could too. He focused putting all of his attention in his muscles as he began to gently twist to try to bend her arms and win the test. While he did this he made sure to have no intention of actually harming her.

As Sena locked hands with Drake, she could almost feel the sense of confidence and determination in his grasp. His strength was matching, if not slightly exceeding her's. It was quite the match as she would push back at him, trying not to lose any ground. She felt her arms being slightly twisted as she looked back and forth between them and up at Drake. Quickly, she would try and relax her arms to turn them and his so she would pull them around her instead of keep trying to push back at them.

Looking up at Drake, she would try to puff out her chest so her breasts were pressing against him as she kept her grin. "Well, I'm already getting bored of this, aren't you? Why don't we get straight to the fun stuff? I'm sure you're just dying to see what I can do." Sena says before attempting to snake her leg behind his, attempting to trip him onto his back.

Drake would blush slightly as she pulled him in and pressed her breasts into his chest. He knew better and calmly replied, "You have no interest in me and no matter how beautiful and smart you are... there's no point in me falling for it." He would let her snake her leg and trip him as he fell backwards letting her feel she got him. The moment he hit floor though he would immediately jolt and buck his hips to send her flying off of him. If he succeeded he would follow up with two strikes into the pressure points of her inner thighs, aiming to trigger the nerves that release pleasure. He wasn't sure about Felicia's plan in doing this but he had to think fast if he wanted to win this match.

"Huu? Don't be silly, you definitely have my interest." Sena says in response to Drake's words in a bit of a teasing tone of voice. She was beginning to realize more and more just how hard to crack he was going to be, and inside it was just getting her more excited. She at first had thought that this match would just be a stepping stone to getting the the girl she had met earlier in the night, however she was beginning to feel she would enjoy this much more than she had thought that she would.

Bringing Drake to the mat, Sena started to grin, thinking she could really start to work on him now, but was surprised when she felt him buck her off. "Oh!" She lets out as she is sent down beside him before he starts with his strikes. Hitting her inner thigh once, she let out a bit of a pleasured sound, it hitting directly where she would feel the plesure. As she saw his second strike coming for her though, she immediately grabbed his wrist to stop it. "H-hey now. Don't stop there. If you wanted a feel, you should have just said so. You have to let me get one as well though." She says, with a grin mixed with the pleasure from the last hit in it.

She would then try to pull his hand forwards, trying to press it against her thighs as she moved it up closer and closer to her crotch. As she did that, she would reach out with her other hand, aiming to gently grab his crotch as well, trying to rub her hand around it.

His eyes widened in shocked as he felt her soft hands gently bring his up against her crotch, as she reached out for his at the same time. He blushed deeply as she felt his bulge growing in her hand making him get tremendously shy. Still he refused to let his hand move trying to fight temptation as his plan off attack just helped draw him into her trap.