Best of 3 Match: Rayne vs. Gina

Gina was happy when Rayne took on a deep shade of red after her little rough attack on her womanhood. Her initial idea had proven right, Rayne was of the more shy kind. But the American would gladly help her over it for a successful career in AFW.
"Now that's what I call tough love."

She gave her opponent a playful slap between the legs, laughing gleefully while attempting to pull the leotard from the shoulders of her opponent and down on her arms to shortly restrain her with it. It would be easy enough for Rayne to free herself, but Gina had more hoped on the psychological effect than a real restrain.
"That's just a tease with the leotard, Rayne-chan."
Of course she was again making a reference to the leather belts to further torture the girl.

Rayne couldn't believe how much Gina's tough had gotten to her. She blamed that on the fact that she was being observed by so many thousands of people. But what could she do? She was trpped under Gina pretty good. And not only that, the sheer embarasment of the situation didn't help her. She couldn't focus on trying to fight back, only on the fact that she was being humiliated.

When Gina started to pull her leotard off of her shoulders though, her face would glow like a furnace tube. She was trying to take her clothes! "Noooo!" she shouted, trying to squirm and, buck her hips, hoping to throw her opponent off of her. She didn't want these people, let alone Gina, to see her naked. Not now, not EVER!

It was a very nice and arousing feeling to sit on Rayne and pull her leotard of. The sudden burst of energy came not totally unexpected to Gina, it was probably the last bending before she would give in so that the greedy former tennis player could pin and enjoy her at her leisure.

So when the girl started to squirm, Gina would try to pull down the leotard as far as possible, riding the bucking Rayne like a cowgirl, even using a free hand technique she had seen on TV to ride her before she was bucked off.
"YIIHAAA!"
She yelled like a cowgirl as a psychological attack on the resolve of her opponent before she was send across the bed.

Rayne felt like she might cry. Gina continued to pull her leotard down so far that her breasts were barely covered at all. And not only that, as she struggled against her captor, Gina seemed to be doing nothing but making a game out of it. It was so embarassing, being used for her own amusment. It seemed to be Gina's goal to not ony have her way with her, but to break her spirit by making her look weak and pittiful in front of all of these people. She coulnd't keep the tears from sliding down her cheeks and she continued to struggled and buck her hips in hopes of getting Gina off of her.

"Please! Get off!" she cried out, fighting with all she had to get out of the horrifying predicament she found herself in.

With a fiercely fighting Rayne under her, Gina was quickly thrown off after a vicious bucking under her, landing on the soft sheets of the bed. Even thrown off now, the girl had a mischievous smile on her face. Instead of crawling over to Rayne immediately, a daring idea came to her mind.

She would remove her skirt by her own! If the Japanese was so afraid of being exposed, how would she handle fighting a nude, seminude or underwear only clad Gina?
“Oh Rayne, this is gonna be so much fun...”
She promised her opponent with a sultry tone, also removing her shirt so that she would sit on the bed only in her black underwear.

It took all she had, but she finally managed to get Gina off of her with all of her bucking. When she was off of her, and a good distance away, Rayne would roll to her knees, crossing both arms over her chest, covering her now exposed breasts, as the leotard had slid down during her struggles and when she had gotten to her knees. She couldn't hide the embarrassment on her face, and the tears she felt in her eyes. Never in her life had she expected to be exposed like this. Sure, Rei had taught her to expect it, but still, this was more than she could have ever expected. How could she just ignore this? Maybe over time, she would just have to grow accustomed to it. but at the moment, it just felt horrifying.

"Y-you're vile!" Rayne would yell at Gina, the blush on her face persisting as she got to her feet. She wondered if she was allowed to try to put her leotard back on. Even though it still covered her lower body, she almost felt naked. Speaking of naked, Rayne's jaw almost dropped when Gina began to strip herself! "Wha- What are you doing?!" Rayne shouted, completely shocked at what she was doing. Wasn't it her job to strip her? Not to mention, Gina didn't seem to mind being half naked in front of all of these people. It was as if she enjoyed it. "You have a sick idea of fun..." Rayne muttered, turning away a bit in embarrassment. Even so, Rayne couldn't deny the fact that Gina's curves were alluring, to say the least.

*I have this!*
Gina was really proud of herself at this moment. She would make Rayne her toy and fuck her in front of the whole audience soon! Looking at her intended victim while licking her lips, she would watch how the Japanese sat there with her leotard in hands.
"Vile, uhu. Why do you think males watch tennis? Sports purists? Not so much."
The locked girl concluded, laughing at the thought of that.

Even having learned something about her past mistakes she would then see that Rayne was even looking away, making her get daring again in a try to tackle Rayne on the sheets qith a cute growl, grab her writs and turn her arms sideways so that she and the audience finally could take a look at the surely delicious breasts of her shy opponent.

After watching Gina strip down to nothing but her under garments, Rayne couldn't hide the blush on her face as she turned away. Was she so bold that she would be willing to remove her clothes and be exposed to the crowd like this? Even now, she could hear the cat calls of the men in the audience, whistling and calling out for her to take it all off. Such perverts!

Turning away was a big mistake though. Gina was more than ready to continue the match. But Rayne was still trying to collect herself after the whole ordeal. Caught off guard, she would be defenseless when Gina tackled her, seizing her wrists. It didn't help that her hands were too preoccupied covering her orbs from the crowds view. But that seemed impossible now, as Gina managed to gain the upper hand once again, and forced her to turn and face the crowd, holding her arms to her side, and giving the audience a full, perfect view of her luscious chest.

Rayne's face turned more red by the second, as the flashes from the cameras began to come faster and faster, capturing the most embarrassing moment of her entire life. "Noooo! Stop it! Don't look!" she would shout as she tried to struggle against Gina. Gina. It was her fault she was in the situation. She was trying to humiliate her. And because of Rayne's shy nature, she was almost letting it happen. She had to fight back, or it would just get worse.

With all sh had, Rayne would try to throw her head backwards, hoping to catch Gina in the nose, or somewhere on her face, stunning her enough so that she could make a counter attack. Screw her leotard being half off. She would show her that she wouldn't just sit there and be fucked in front of the audience!

"Aw, come on. They're beautiful! People paid to see them, so don't be shy."
She suggestef to Rayne with a sultry tone. Gina was proudly showing her opponent around, thinking of herself as the hottest girl in this company and she surely would be massively popular when she could undress tools and shy jobbers like Rayne who had nothing, absolutely nothing to offer beside her gymnasts training in the ring and her nice body in the mind of Gina now.

Then came a rude awakening when the back of her opponents hit her nose, causing her to let instantly go of Rayne when a lance of pain shoot down in her nervous system and falling back on the shit, gripping her nose with both hands.
"AH, REF! BED WRESTLING RULES HERE!!"
she cried, not even knowing if this was true here but maybe it would keep the furious Rayne at least at bay for a moment while she was caressing her hurting nose.

After feeling the back of her head connect with Gina's face, Rayne would quickly turn around. At this point, she was so focused on getting Gina back for all of the humiliation, she didn't even care that her breasts were exposed. She wanted to show her that, even if she was shy, she could, and would pull out all the stops to win if she needed to. Not cheat of course, but still, all the stops.

"Nowhere in the rules does it say I can't hit you!" Rayne would say in response to her attempt to get her into some kind of trouble. Bed wrestling rules? As far as she read, it was just a simple match, just in a bed. Mind you, it was hentai, but you could still hit in a hentai match, she knew that much. Putting that aside, it was time for her to act. This was the perfect chance to get her back. Rayne would lunch forward, grabbing at Gina's panties, hoping to pull them down, and hopefully, off of her. If successful, she would grin, and toss them to the already riled up audience.