Police Girl Handcuff Hentai (Caitlin vs Amaya)

Match Type- Police Girl Handcuff Hentai Match
Required Attire- Police Officer Uniform
Win Conditions-
1) Opponent must be stripped naked
2) Opponent must be handcuffed to the ring in some manner
3) With all of the above conditions fulfilled, the victor of the match must force the loser into an orgasm

Other Notes
- Orgasms without both win conditions 1 or 2 will not be counted as a fall.
- Each opponent starts with a pair of handcuffs on their persons before the match begins
- There is an evidence box located outside of the ring containing an assortment of toys

[align=center:14f61tjg][size=200:14f61tjg]Caitlin "The Law" Walker[/align:14f61tjg]
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[align=center:14f61tjg][size=200:14f61tjg]"The Enchantress" Amaya Tsuzuki[/align:14f61tjg]
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Caitlin Walker stretched herself out as she awaited for her cue to get on stage. However, her muscles weren't the only things that needed to loosen up her. She felt an intense anxiety as this was not only her first match on AFW but her first sexual match. The police girl was a tad bit uncomfortable with the match type but she had to admit it made things a lot more exciting. She wasn't so much opposed to the idea but she still felt a little odd fighting outside her normal territory. She stretched out each of her long, luscious legs as she rotated her sexy curvy hips. She ran a hand through her messy blonde hair before letting it drop to her side. The blonde girl smiled at herself dressed in a blue clad uniform. The girl pulled up her black thigh high knee socks and tapped her toe of her black military boots to make sure her foot was snug and comfortable. She put on a white glove on each of her hands tugging at the cloth to make sure it was nice and tight. She stretched her arms up as the skirt of her blue uniform pulled up revealing her cotton white panties for the briefest of moments before she let out another sigh. Her eyes opened as she knew it was now time to make her entrance.

Hearing her music play, Caitlin stepped out from the shadows of the ring entrance and onto the main stage. "Shoot to Thrill" byACDC came on as she walked down the ring thrashing her blonde hair back and fourth. As she stood at the end of the ramp, planting each foot just outside her shoulder width. She pointed her finger at the ring as the song reached it's chorus as yellow sparks flew behind her. Grinning, she entered the ring by pulling herself up and throwing her feet over the top rope. Feeling more at home after hearing her theme music, she folded her arms over her chest before leaning back against her corner almost on cue with the music.

When Amaya had first heard she'd been booked for a match themed around police officers she had politely turned it down, not wanting to draw any more attention to her life outside the AFW than she already did. She had even taken on a witch persona to help make sure that if her friends or family happened upon one of her matches they wouldn't realize it was her. However when management came around and asked her to take part a second time Amaya agreed to take part, for after thinking about it further she realized if anyone she knew so much as saw her on Tension they would make the connection immediately, after all her breasts made it quite hard to mistake her for someone else.

It had been in her closet for a long eight years but much to Amaya's surprise her old police uniform still fit like a glove, it seemed wrestling was a great way to keep in shape. The deep purple coat was just as tight around her chest as she remembered, a trait she recalled her fellow police officers loving to comment on constantly, and with the short purple skirt worn around her waist the outfit was surprisingly easy to move about in. After zipping up her thigh high black boots Amaya pulled on a matching pair of gloves and then rose to her feet, admiring herself in the mirror with a wide smile as she felt nostalgic seeing herself in uniform like this. As she headed for the door Amaya got sight of her black panties peeking from underneath her skirt, sighing as she suddenly remembered just how often that had happened during her time on the force, but since the crowd was likely to see much more than just her underwear tonight it didn't seem as embarrassing as it used to.

Her usual music began on cue but for tonight Amaya decided to change up her entrance to better match the police theme of the event, the laser show of her witch entrance replaced with flashing red and blue lights when she stepped out onto the stage. Standing at attention Amaya saluted the crowd before flashing them all a playful smile. Amaya marched down towards the ring with her eyes never leaving the blonde woman who was already standing in the ring, taking a short pause at the base of the ring before pulling herself up onto the apron and then leaping up and over the top rope, in the process giving the crowd a perfect view of her panties.

Once inside the ring Amaya stepped into the center, saluting her fellow police officer just as the music cut away and the lights returned to normal all over the arena. "Officer Tsuzuki reporting for duty!" She shouted out loud enough for the microphones around the ring to pick up her voice, then in a voice too soft for the mics to pick up she addressed Caitlin. "Just call me Amaya though okay?"

"Oh, I see... you can call me Caitlin then, I suppose." Caitlin said revealing her South Hampton British accent as a stark blush appeared on her face. She was still wrestling with the concept, she was going to fight with another woman to prove sexual dominance over her. The whole idea was ludicrous but all the more exciting. She gave Amaya smile and a gracious nod. The blue clad police woman would then bring herself into a fighting stance, her fists raised as her amber eyes focused on Amaya ready to get down to business.

"I wish you the best of luck..." She said with a smile as it twisted into a grin. "But, I'm bringing you in for a very long and thorough interrogation."

She would await for her opponent to reply and ready herself before she heard the bell to begin their match without another second of delay.

Once Amaya had stepped into the ring and seen the blonde's uniform up close she couldn't quite put her finger on where it was from, the only thing she was sure of was that it wasn't a Japanese uniform judging from the english letters embroidered upon it. When Caitlin introduced herself however the answer became quite clear as her english accent gave her away immediately.

"Oh you're english, I've never seen a birtish uniform before but now that I have I'm a little envious! It looks really good on you, very flattering." Amaya said with a joyful smile, the woman not even trying to hide the fact that she was admiring Caitlin's tight body and generous curves.

Her gaze returned to the woman's face when she heard her little joke about interrogating her, Amaya giggling for several seconds despite the combat stance Caitlin had already assumed. "I wish you good luck as well Caitlin, just don't be mad when I take you downtown for well...processing." Amaya said before settling into a basic combat stance, fists raised in front of her waiting for the bell to ring.

Once it had Amaya decided to let Caitlin make the first move, circling to the side but never taking a step towards the woman.

Caitlin blinked as she wondered how Amaya figured out she was British. She smiled as she unconsciously put a hand to her lips supressign the urge to giggle as she had forgotten she had such an accent.

"Well... I'm not used to being outside of England either. So this is a first for both of us." Caitlin said with a polite nod as she clapsed her hands politely before giving a slight bow. Upon hearing the other girl's response, Caitlin's lips curved even more as she stared at Amaya. In her fighting stance, the girl cautiously awaited the bell. Upon hearing the bell chime, Caitlin began shufflign her way with her back to the ropes mirroring Amaya's steps. After she sized up her opponent's movements, the English woman began circling closer towards Amaya. Once in range, Caitlin would step off at a 45 degree angle with her lead left foot planting it firmly to the ground, heel off the mat as she turned her body attempting to send the shin of her right leg crashing into Amaya's stomach with a basic roundhouse.

Now that the match had officially begun Amaya had to forget about making more police related jokes and to focus upon the movements of her opponent, unfamiliar as she was with the fighting style of the England police force she was going to have to learn quickly. Unlike most hentai matches she had taken part in Amaya was certain this one would be quite physical and not in a sensual manner, having no doubt that she would be having to fall back on her own police training to defend against what Caitlin was going to throw at her. "Indeed it is, I'm glad I learned english back in the academy, but let me show you I learned much more than that there." She said while the two continued to circle about the ring, growing steadily closer to one another though neither of them made a move for several seconds.

As soon as they were within reach of one another however Caitlin wasted no time in striking first, the woman throwing a simple roundhouse kick to start things off. Amaya wasn't going to be able to dodge this one thanks to the speed in which Caitlin moved but she had other options open to her, sliding her left foot to the side to brace against the kick while bringing her hands up to catch it before it struck home, slowing it down before the leg touched her side and then holding it against her body. Amaya would then turn her left foot ninety degrees and turn her body, trying to pull Caitlin off her one foot and throw her sideways across the ring.

Caitlin watched as Amaya blocked her attack rather than attempt to dodge. She let out a nervous gulp as Amaya not only blocked it but caught her kick. Without another moment to spare, Caitlin tried to get her leg back only to be sent flying through the air. The blonde girl's back hit the ring floor with a sudden thud.

"Uhhh!" Her eyes widened at the sudden impact as she was on her back. She cursed under her breath in her british accent tending to her back with a gloved hand. The blonde would do a backward somersault to try and end up on one knee in a combat position trying to shake off the slam with one hand on her head. The blue clad police girl would then try to get to her feet, still a little disoriented after being tossed into the air.