Cosplay time! Erica vs Ayame!

Erica thanked her lucky stars, her move had worked as she thought it would.
Ms Iona would roll onto her belly and then get back up.

With no hesitation the maid would swiftly raise her right leg up, intent on trying to deliver a swift and unsportsman like kick to below Ayame's belt. "Yataaaaa!" Erica would yell.

If she connected Ms Iona would see if Ayame fell to her knees to drive her down with a mini DDT onto the mat.

Ayame had to settle down and she knew it, the woman taking a few deep breaths to calm both her nerves and her mind while she watched Erica rise back up to her feet. Her hands rose up in front of her face fully open as she got into a basic combat stance, keeping her breathing under control as it became slower with the same amount of time between each breath so that it had a rhythmic quality to it.

As Erica came at her Ayame stepped forward to engage, hr hands swirling about before swiftly going in to strike the girl's chest and neck with her palms only for Erica to stop her in her tracks by the unexpected kick to her groin. It was an illegal move in every sport imaginable yet it seemed the ref didn't care as she ignored it, Ayame clutching her wounded mound before Erica took advantage with a DDT, leaving Ayame in a daze upon the mat after having her head driven face first into the floor.

"Booyah!" John said as he raised his hands up into the air.

"I feel that was just not right." Ryan said shaking his head in disproval to what Erica did.

Meanwhile the minder's maid sat up looking around, she seemed to have surprised herself with her move.
Then she realised Ayame was right next to her and so she turned her over and mounted her.
"Drum time!" the maid yelled out, she'd begin slapping Ayame's breasts like they were a pair of drums. Alternating her pattern as she went.

Ayame was still groggy from having her head roughly introduced to the mat, holding her face with one hand while she tried to lift herself up off the mat with the other, only to fail as once she was a foot off the floor her arm gave out leaving her back where she started. She didn't have any time to try again however as Erica abruptly flipped her over onto her back, Ayame sliding her hand from her face only to find the girl moving to sit on her stomach, the purple haired girl unable to do anything more than weakly push against Erica's legs once she had mounted her.

"What?!" She yelled just before Erica began to use her breasts as her own personal drum set, Ayame wishing she had worn something more conservative as the girls hands rained down upon her breasts, the ample cleavage her costume displayed not helping as Erica's slaps hit her skin directly, the top of her breasts turning red as Erica continued. Once she got over the humiliation of her situation Ayame's hands shot up to grab onto Erica's wrists, trying to yank the woman to the side to get her off of her.

"Wheeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!" Erica yelled out in glee, the kooky maid grinning like a kid on xmas day.

She was so caught up in what she was doing that she wasn't paying attention to Ayame's actions, she was only focused on those beautiful assets of hers.

"Woah!" the maid yelled out as she was flung off of Ayame.
The maid landed on her belly to the left of Ayame,
Erica was stunned as she, as a reflex checked her face to see if she was bleeding.

She wasn't but her facepaint was starting to wear off, the only part of it left was around the eyes.
Erica would try and get to her knees, where she would try and stand up before Ayame did.

"Ahhhh!" Ayame shouted out as she forcibly removed Erica from her seat upon her stomach, tossing the woman off to her side where she landed flat on her front. While she was checking her face paint Ayame was moving quickly to her feet, performing the classic martial arts move of kicking up into the air and then getting her feet underneath her quickly, landing in a low crouch where she remained covering her breasts with her arms.

Glancing over she could see Erica rising up onto her knees and as the woman continued to rise up Ayame would position herself behind the woman, getting up to her feet just as she did. Once they were both up and with Erica's back to her Ayame would slip an arm around the woman's neck and drop down onto her hands and knees, trying to pull off her finishing maneuver the One Body Blow.

If she could execute it correctly she would end up on top of Erica's back with the woman locked in a sleeper hold, letting Ayame use one hand to reach down and begin hesitantly fingering Erica's pussy.

Erica had no idea where she was at, she didn't even know where Ayame was despite being right near her a few seconds ago.

Thus she was taken aback when Ayame nailed her with a signature move, arms flying around as she was put into the hold.
"Ahhhh!" the maid yelled out as she felt herself hit the mat again.

"Nice." Ryan said, he gave credit where it was due as he was impressed with Ayame's creativity.

Then Ms Iona felt Ayame attacking her clothed groin and she moaned lightly, before realising she was locked into a sleeper hold as well.
Erica would start to panic and try to buck around and attack Ayame's arms before she got weakened in the hold too much.

"I ain't a masochist!" she yelled out randomly.

Ayame had managed to calm herself down after her rough treatment at the hands of Erica, just in time for her to get in behind the woman and pull off one of her signature moves. It took precision and careful timing to hit the move correctly, something she likely couldn't have done if she had still been riled up, but taking a hint from Ronan's silence Ayame cleared her head and took Erica down to the mat.

For his part Ronan just smiled when his employer for the night took down Erica, though he continued to say nothing as he watched the action unfold.

Ayame slid her fingers slowly into Erica's sex, showing her hesitation in her movements but once she had them fully inside the woman Ayame lost her hesitation, giving fingering Erica her full effort as she sought to end this match early on. She could feel the woman fighting against her hold but she tightened her arm around Erica's neck, holding on as firmly as she could to continue her attack.

Erica was in a very bad spot, but she had to admit she was getting a rather erotic thrill out of this. It was certainly something she hadn't done before, getting choked out and having her groin played with at the same time.

John was beginning to be distracted by the whole situation, staying quiet as his mind wandered. But what else was new? The guy was as wacky as Erica was. Meanwhile Ryan was putting his phone to his ear and talking to someone on it "Yeah, now remember I want the tyres to be 2 sizes larger and not any less."

"Getting...all....Purple....Huffy puffy.....Huff puff. Ohhhhhhhhhh!" Ms Iona moaned out as the unusual feelings she had were only increasing here. She was lightly waving her hands about as if to struggle out here, but she was losing the fight fast and her view was getting blurry and the sensual feelings that Ayame was giving her was only making things worse for her. It wasn't looking too good for the minder's maid.

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Ayame was no longer paying the unwanted guests at ring side any attention now that she had Erica caught within one of her signature moves, silently thanking her father for teaching her the move so many years earlier even if he would no doubt disapprove of the way she was using it. Ayame wasn't sure if she'd be able to finish the maid off with this move but even if she couldn't she was both weakening Erica and and resting herself, but she would pull back harder on the woman's neck and continue her relentless fingering in the hopes that she could pick up the win here and now.

Listening to Erica's nonsensical rambling was only confusing Ayame so she pushed it from her mind, focusing on both locating and exploiting the maid's g spot with her fingers in a bid to finish Erica off.