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

"Awwwww...." Kaori moaned in cute disapointment, both at Ryu's answer and at the fact that the boy had managed to wrestle his arms free of the hold. "Why you always have to make things so difficult... when it is so obvious what you want..." the naughty nurse whispered in the boy's lips sweetly...and then she put her hands on the back of his head and pushed it down harshly, trying to slam it down on the canvas hard before she could stand up from the boy's body.


Poison meanwhile kept harrasing Drake, mainly because she didn't had much else to do. She bopped his chest with one finger while getting MORE in his face. "Watch it punk... or I will DQ your ass...and spank it!" she threatened with a devious sexy smile.

Kaori's honey-like whispers would insinuate a moment of teasing distraction right into the middle of Ryu's effort to break free. Just enough for her to place both hands at the back of his head and crush it down to the mats.

"UNGHFHHH...!!!", Ryu would groan at the stunning impact, writhing around in disoriented pain as Kaori stands up over him. When he finally tries to get up into a kneeling stance, willing to then get up on his feet, the still dazed boy will be undoubtly in a vulnerable position.

Kaori got off Ryu's body but she didn't let the boy go at all; she was all over him and planned to stay that way until the boy broke. While Poison continued berating Drake and getting in his face, Kaori set to the task of tearing Ryu to pieces. The naughty nurse would yank Ryu's hair with one hand, to make the boy stand up and then she would crouch a bit, sliding her other arm under the boy's crotch, letting it rub against his bulge, to finally grab his ass from behind. Yanking Ryu's hair, Kaori would try to make Ryu lay across her shoulders face down...and then stand up to lift him up in the air.

Drake growled furiously as Poison got in his face but knew he couldn't make a move and cost them the match. He watched on as Ryu seemed to have lost all will to put up a fight against Kaori, things looked helpless at this point. "Why don't you let someone in the ring who will actually stand up against you coward!?" Drake called out to Kaori hearing noises from the audience as he called her out. Drake truly believed being allowed to step into the ring he could turn the tides of the match and bring the fight back from their side. He looked back over to Poison as she taunted and teased him "Or are you both afraid of losing to me?"

Softened by the hard impact against the canvas, Ryu was stunned enough for Kaory to lift him across her shoulders without meeting consistent resistence.

Like that, the boy was hers for now, as he squirmed weakly but could not escape, and the crowd could enjoy a sexy bombshell like Kaori holding a helpless male in her clutches... which was what they have paid a ticket for after all.

Poison moved back to Drake and, placing her hands on the ropes, she leaned forward getting in Drake's face, and letting her bountiful breasts press against the boy's chest. "Keep talking baby and I am going to give you a beating... and then disqualify you" she teased.

Meanwhile Kaori paraded a bit around the ring carrying Ryu over her shoulders, holding his head with one hand and using the other to spank his butt. But as much as Kaori loved to show off just how strong she was and how weak her victims were, she knew that she wasn't going to be able to hold Ryu up for long, so once she reached the center of the ring, Angela began to spin around, trying to go faster and faster to make Ryu dizzy and once she started to feel dizzy herself, she put her hand right against Ryu's bulge and pushed it up at the same time she let herself drop to the side, trying to slam Ryu head first into the canvas with a brutal Death Valley Driver.

Drake resumed a sour look on his face, not saying a word as this situation was completely against them. Watching Angela get away with cheating and hiding like a coward behind Poison as a guest referee while he was unable to do or say anything but watch Ryu tossed around like a jobber. He knew any action he made would disqualify them and cost them the match anyways, all he could do is continue to sit there bitter as he watched the events playing out.

"U-Unghhhh.....!!". The dizzening effect of Angela's airplane-spin preparation and the frustrating impossibility to escape were made even worse by the sexually embarassing feel of her hand constantly placed on his ever-more hardening boyhood.

Eventually, a crushing pain transmitting from the top of his head to the base of his neck drained the best of his strenghts as the Death Valley Driver was connected successfully and the boy laid down, stunned and motionless.
A meek groan from the depths of his throat was the only sign that Ryu was still somehow conscious, as he painfully tried to collect and gather the pieces of his body and will.

Poison stood there, right in front of Drake like a guard ready to block any attempts on part of the boy to interfere with the match until she heard Kaori's sweet voice calling her.

"Oh reeeeeef... can you pretty please count this chump out?" Kaori asked innocently as she rolled Ryu on her back, laying on top of the boy's chest, placing one elbow under Ryu's chin to push his head to the side. With one hand Kaori caressed Ryu's left arm bicep, squeezing it and enjoying the muscles of the boy; it turned her on so much to feel how strong the boys she broke were. With her other hand, Kaori reached for Ryu's manhood, rubbing his bulge with her hand up and down. And then she laid her head on his chest so that she could pull out her tongue and playfully lick one of Ryu's nipples while pinning the boy.

Poison didn't wasted a second and quickly jumped to the floor besides Kaori and Ryu to start counting the pinfall as fast as she could. "ONE! TWO!"

Drake growled as he watched in disgust from the women's lack of sportsmanship, wanting badly to get into the ring and bring the fight to them for a change. He knew any action he made until he was inside of the ring would cause them to lose in a disqualification. Drake could only hope Ryu showed some spine and broke free from the hold to let him in while Ryu recovered. Drake's heart raced as he watched Ryu taken down while Kaori toyed with him, starting to doubt their chances of winning himself if something wasn't done. Sitting at the side was killing him as he itched to turn the tables on them as his rage grew.