Hentai Championship: Angela (C) with Poison VS Ryu & Drake

Drake made a desperate lunge as he tagged Ryu, whatever distractions managed to occur just saved his ass now. Drake took a moment to lean against the ring outside of it to catch his breath and calm down from everything. It was up to Ryu now, but Drake would be taking this time to study the two women and try to come up with a suitable plan of dealing with them. He showed that Kaori wasn't invincible and if Poison can't cheat, then they can still take them.

When Poision raised her gaze, he would see Ryu winking down at the pink-haired beauty while wearing her biker cap.

"Hello miss ref, guess this is yours", he said taking off the hat and dropping it down to Poison. He knew that she would be seeking revenge for this little taunt, but he really could not resist the temptation.

With that, the red-haired boy would turn his attention to Angela, which could be hopefully still disoriented from Drake's vicious assault. If that was the case, Ryu would try to pick her up into a standing headlock.
"Ready to take a ride, Angela-chan..?", he would ask holding the sexy nurse in the headlock in preparation of a possible running bulldog to follow.

Poison looked up at Ryu and growled as she saw him with her hat. Now the boy had crossed the line, he had taken HER hat! and that was an unforgivable insult. Unfortunately Poison was still hurting from the tackle and she when Ryu dropped her hat and got off her, she decided to delay her vengeance for now in order to recover her hat and her breath. She reached for her hat with one hand and rubbed her back with the other trying to make the pain go away. Then she adjusted her flimsy top and checked how sore her tits were before slowly picking herself back up to her feet.

Angela was still trying to recover her senses after being lifted upside down, eaten and dropped down, which made it very easy for Ryu to pick her up in the headlock. "Ughh...Ryu-kun...nooooo!" The nurse protested as she was trapped under the boy's armpit and set in position for a possible running bulldog. Kaori had no intention of having her cute face, and tits, slammed into the canvas, but in this state she didn't had many options to stop Ryu; the only thing that came to her mind, as usual, was to play dirty. So as Ryu would set himself up ready to deliver the bulldog, Angela slid one hand in between the boy's legs and began to caress his balls and manhood, trying to win sometime for herself. "no..please Ryu-kun...don't do it..." she begged with a sweet voice.

"G-Gasp....!". Ryu was not willing to let Angela start playing her mind games with him, but he still was a boy after all, and she knew well how to instill lewd thoughts into a male's mind.

Her soft, evil caresse took his toll on him enough for his legs to tremble slightly, messing up is plan of a running bulldog, but it didn't mean that he would go easy on her.
"D-Don't give me that innocent act.... i-it's not going to work...", he would reply at Angela's cutesy strategy despite a slight stutter in his voice, shifting to a different move as he tried to transition to a hip-throw takedown without letting go of the headlock, willing to stay in control once both of them would end down onto the canvas.

Kaori's 'attack' seemed to work at first as the boy was stopped in his tracks and the naughty nurse could feel his legs trembling a bit. Yet it seemed both boys were now too conscious of her tactics to let her handle them as she wanted...as Ryu quickly proved by hip-throwing Kaori down to the mats. "Ughhhh!" the sexy nurse groaned as her curvaceous body landed hard on the canvas and to make things worse, Ryu landed on top of her still trapping her in the headlock. Shocked by the impact, Kaori laid shivering in pain on the mats, whining softly as Ryu held her in place. Her usual antics seemed to be ineffective this time around and she realized she was going to need to actually fight if she expected to win this one.

Having Angela grounded and temporarily in control of his headlock, Ryu would decide not to waste time, trying to squirm around in an attempt at transitioning to a more effective crippler crossface submission.

Shifting from a basic hold like a headlock to such more elaborate lock required lots of maneuvres to be successfully pulled: he needed to force Angela into laying on her front, keeping the grip of aone-armed headlock while taking grab of her arm, leading that arm into a lock between his legs in order to complete the maneuvre.
All these parts required time and involved the risk that the evil nurse could take her chance to break out, but it was worth trying.

Drake finally had all the time he needed to recover as he watched the two fighting. He saw that look on Kaori's face and knew she was about to get serious with the two guys. He knew he wasn't able to do much in the corner other than wait for when Ryu needed them to switch. Then again, he remembered how Ryu tricked Poison to keep her from cheating and doubling up against him. All he needed to do is find a way to gain her attention in the crucial moment before she assisted Kaori.
Drake would start to step one leg into the ring, bluffing to get Poison's attention so that she would bring herself over to yell at him and distract herself. He knew that wouldn't keep her over by him long so he had to come up with a good way of occupying her, he figured he would try with head games.

If she approached him Drake would take a despairing tone, sounding as if he realized that he and Ryu had already lost this match. Remembering Poison's sarcastic taunt and Kaori's lies about him enjoying the humiliation of making him pucker up he decided to use that to catch her attention, sounding a lot more compliant than he actually was. "Y-you said you wanted you me to kiss your ass..." Drake would sound timid and left with no control in the situation against her as he would kneel as best he could on the outside corner of the ring, his face looking down in broken shame at the opening between the ropes. The prospect of Poison getting him to do such a humiliating thing once again in front of all of the audience not to mention before the match was even over had to be very tempting as Drake looked as if he would rather just get it over with now, instead of when they lost.

Kaori was having a hard time now that both boys have decided to fight back and really start hurting her. First Drake lifting her up and now Ryu who despite her best attempts had showed no restrains to slam her down and choke her with a headlock. Things were certainly not looking good for the naughty nurse and were getting worse by the minute. She got a small moment of relief when Ryu let go her head, but it was only to trap her arm between her legs and position himself right to capture the busty girl in a vicious crossface hold.

"Aaaaiigh!" the sexy nurse wailed in pain, kicking her legs in the mats and waving her only free arm in the air desperately as Ryu applied the hold. Her generous cleavage fully exposed as her upper body was forced to leave the mats while her back was bend painfully. The crowd cheered loudly as there were many, even among Kaori's fans, who loved to see the curvaceous girl put in such compromising position.

Luckily for Kaori, she wasn't alone; Poison was there to help her. And although the sexy referee wasted some time fixing her biker cap and looking perplexed at Drake's poor attempts to distract her, she knew what she had to do. "Soon baby..." she said blowing Drake a kiss and then turned around to Ryu and, with a wicked smile across her luscious lips, stomped the boy on the back of the head. "Removing the referee's hat is against the rules!"

"S-shit..." Drake mumbled under his breathe as his innocent and defeated act immediately vanished to one of anger as Poison ran off, he knew he failed to keep her away from Ryu and Kaori. "Ryu! Look out for Poison!" Drake tried to warn his tag partner as he waited patiently with his arm out to tag him, unsure if the kick was going to land or not with Ryu, but he would keep himself ready and waiting so Ryu had a way out.

"Wha...?? UNGHHH....!!!". Despite hearing Drake's warning, Ryu didn't even have enough time to turn around before Poison stomped the back of his head, thus inducing him to let go of the crossface submission.

The redhead boy knew well that an intermission from Poison was to be expected, especially after the "hat prank", but for a moment he had been too much self-absorbed in his good start of the match: a mistake that lead him to roll onto his back holding the back of his head and twitching in pain at her feet.
Watching up in a slight daze, his eyes would wander along Poison's long legs, past her large bosoms and upper, to meet her mischievious, definitely not-reassuring glossy smile looming over him.

"D-Damn....", he mumbled, his face flushing in a mix of embarassement and concern as he tried to shake his head clear, well knowing that he needed to escape as soon as possible.