Very Kinky Apartment Wrestling (Ari vs. Lady Lakota II)

Match Type: Hentai Apartment Match.
Winning Condition: Place the Chastity Belt on the opponent.
Reward: The loser gets locked with the Chastity belt for specific time determined by the winner

One month after Ari's encounter with the Lady Lakota Janet, she was currently making her way to the bed wrestling apartment suites for her duel with Janet. After the surprising draw between the two and the overlaying feelings towards each other, today was the day they were going to settle it. Dressed in a white tank top and skinny jeans, the attire the two agreed upon during the month's wait, Ari arrived at the designated apartment door. The duel was clear to her and her opponent, they were going to work each other over, possibly forcing each other to climax numerous of times enough for the other to slap on a chastity belt, preventing any sexual pleasure the both so rightfully enjoy.

Opening the door, Ari would see that the apartment was rather large for a normal bed wrestling apartment, suitable for it being one of the suites and probably better because of Ari's impression that one bed room wasn't going to hold the both of them. In the living room that stood out to Ari was two couches sitting across from each other with a coffee table between them and sitting on it was the chastity belt that was going to spell either victory or defeat for the both of them. Taking a seat on one of the couches, she would wait anxiously for Janet to arrive, ready to prove to her rival that she was the superior woman and hentai wrestler of the two.

It would be just a minute or two before Janet would arrive, taking her time as she made her way down the hall towards the bed wrestling apartment. She had been glad they had been able to secure this place for their decisive rematch. It was rarely occupied, though the Lakota girl had heard that it was used from time to time as a waystation for visiting VIPs, and sometimes for the sort of after-match pleasantries that so many AFW wrestlers were fond of. Mostly, though, it was just a bed wrestling suite. Though Janet had a feeling that the fight would not be restricted to just the bed tonight.

She opened the door and made her way inside, seeing that Ari was already there, waiting for her. Noticing the other girlâ€s attire, Janet made an annoyed noise. “I thought we were supposed to wear different colored tank tops, idiot,” she said, looking down at her own white tank top and skinny jeans. Thankfully, their hair colors were so different that the viewers at home would have no trouble telling them apart; still, the Native American girl was shocked that this rival of hers couldnâ€t even get her clothes right.

“Well, whatever,” she said with a sigh, plopping down onto the couch opposite her opponent. “Are you ready to lose, sweetie?” she asked, running a hand along the chastity belt.

Ari turned her attention to the door shortly after her arrival as her rival entered, already the disdain welling inside of her. "I always wear white, you were the one who was supposed to wear a different color dummy." Ari retaliated, remembering specifically telling her opponent that she was wearing white to the duel, unbeknownst that she was thinking among the same lines of her opponent at the time. "What? Did you wear white underwear too?" She would snip at Janet as the Native American would sit across from her.

Smiling as Janet provoked her, Ari would reach forward to stroke chastity belt as well while confidently sure of herself of winning. "I'm ready to fuck your mud wallowing into submission, then slap this pretty little thing on you until you beg me to take it off." Ari sneered as she ran her hand across it, trying to push Janet's own off of the victory belt.

“I donâ€t care if itâ€s what you always wear, sweetie. I told you that I was going to be wearing it, and if you had a problem with that, you should have told me that before we showed up here today,” Janet said. Even though she and Ari had their problems, if the girl had really wanted to wear white, the Lakota girl would have been fine with that. She was flexible when it came to stuff like that. But if the other girl was going to say nothing until she walked in the door, well, that was a very different issue. And then, Ari asked whether Janet was wearing white underwear. The Lakota girl clicked her tongue against her teeth. If Ari was wearing white underwear, too, she was going to be very annoyed. “None of your business,” she said simply, electing not to answer. “Itâ€s not like youâ€ll be seeing it, anyway.”

When Ari would put her own hand on the chastity belt, trying to force Janetâ€s hand off, the Lakota would grunt and push back, not about to let go of the architect of the other girlâ€s doom. “I do hope youâ€ll have fun tonight, because you wonâ€t be able to get any for quite a while once I put you in this thing,” she taunted.

Ari growled in frustration at Janet's response to her underwear question, assuming that Janet was wearing white underwear too. Ari was sure of herself that she specifically stated that she was wearing white for this duel, however since now that they were in the apartment it didn't matter anymore. As she tried to push Janet's hand off the belt, a little pushing match would ensure as she tried harder to get her rival's hand off the item of victory, "You won't have the chance to put this on me after I out fuck you, you're going to be locked in this for a long time and I won't take it off until you beg to me." Ari taunted back.

“Youâ€re not going to out-fuck me. Donâ€t be ridiculous,” Janet spat, continuing to push hard against Ariâ€s hand as they fought over control of the chastity belt. Eventually, though, she would begin to grow tired of this little contest, and yearn to fight Ari body-to-body, as they had done back in their first match. Wrapping her hand around the Japanese girlâ€s wrist, Janet would rise to her feet, trying to yank Ari up with her. “Why donâ€t we stop this stupid little pushing contest,” she said, with a sultry smile, “and get down to business, sweetie?”

Ari grunted and grunted as the two would try to push the other hand off of the belt and Ari was getting quite frustrated as this little game was taking too long, even though she started it. She wanted to get their duel already underway as her desire to clash her body against Janet's was very clear to her, as she let out a little yelp when Janet yanked her up by the arm. Hearing her opponent, she would smile back as she would try to walk away from teh couches and table into the open area of the living room, "Took the words right out of my mouth." She would say as she made her way to the opening.

Once there she would suddenly shoot her other hand into Janet's crotch, trying to grab as much as she could although the skinny jeans impeded her, "To be honest, I missed your pussy, I missed the way it would squirt for me." Ari would tease as she tried to knead it as best as she could with the jeans in her way.

Janet would happily allow Ari to walk towards the opening in the center of the room, still holding tightly onto the other girlâ€s wrist. The Native American wrestler would cast a quick glance back at the chastity belt, planning out just how she intended to slip it onto Ari. The Japanese girl would certainly not go down willingly, so Janet had to try to break her down and force her into submission as efficiently as possible.

Her plans, more likely than not, would soon be tossed out the window. That process was begun when Ari immediately latched onto the Lakota girlâ€s womanhood, trying to knead it through her jeans. It wasnâ€t really effective, though Janet couldnâ€t help but blush a little. “Heh, I missed your pussy, too, and the way it was sopping wet whenever I even thought about touching it,” she retorted. “But I didnâ€t miss it that much.” She would then try to bring her knee up and slam it into Ariâ€s crotch, looking to double the other girl over and gain a quick advantage.

Ari was about to retaliate with another response, however all that came out of her mouth was a voiceless cry as well as some spit. Cursing herself for not remembering how their previous match started, Ari's pussy was throbbing in pain as she released Janet's crotch while falling to her knees to hunch over as she held her own crotch in pain. A tear welled up in the corner of her eye as she was left gasping for air, trying to get her mind straight as she would look up at Janet with contempt. If Janet did not do anything to the white haired girl she would retaliate once again by swinging her fist up to try and uppercut the Native American right back in the crotch.

Janet was sort of surprised that Ari had left herself so wide open like that. The Lakota had thought the Japanese girl would have learned after their last match to never let her guard down. But, oh, well, it was her loss. Janet had certainly learned from their last fight, and, when Ari would try to uppercut her in the pussy to even the score, the Native American wrestler throw her hands down to try to deflect it. She would not be able to stop Ariâ€s fist entirely, but managed to slow it down enough that it only made her wince, rather than doubling her over. “Heh…I donâ€t think so, sweetie,” she hissed, before trying to readjust her hold on Ari and fall back onto the carpet to put the lovely white-haired girl into an armbar.