Crossing the Wire: Nidia Roja vs Barbed Wire

Nidia took a deep breath as she waited for her next match to begin. Her next match was another standard one, though it also had the hentai allowed rule attached to it. A thought that made Nidia’s cheeks heat up behind her mask. The closest thing that she had to sexual encounters was kissing a few guys and girls back at school, but those relationships never went further than that. Mostly thanks to Nidia focusing more on her wrestling career than things like that.

Luckily, It looked like Nidia didn’t have much to worry about. Her opponent was someone who called themselves Barbed Wire. A name like that doesn’t exactly fit with names of current hentai competitors and champions, so Nidia felt pretty good about that. Maybe the stipulation was just there to entice the crowd and nothing more.

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Speaking of. The official finally gave her the signal and her theme began to play. Squashing down any nervousness she had left, Nidia smiled and dashed through the curtain to the screaming arena. Running down to the ring and high fiving those she passed. Nidia slid inside of the ring and hopped onto the top turnbuckle with her arms in the air. Once she was finished, she stepped back to the center of the ring and waited for her opponent.

It had been some time since Barb Wire had been in action. But they had trained hard and now they were back in action, in a handicap match. The Japanese was pretty excited to be honest. Both were dressed in their usual black/blue combined Barb Wire outfits.

Reassuring that Barbara was ok, Sayuri took the lead and entered with Barbara on her heels into the arena. Artillery firing on the titantron over a WWI scenery before a Barb Wire signature appeared on the titantron while they went down to the ring. The booing was still pretty loud despite their long break, and Sayuri was savoring every moment of it.

"Gee, how startling. You all remember us."
The Japanese commented with a microphone now in her hand, rubbing her neck in fake surprise before turning to their opponent while walking down to the ring.
"So, you´re our victim, uhm, sorry, opponent for today. You look like you´re a girl that can handle herself at least."
Sayuri addressed her opponent with a generous smirk before rolling into the ring, Barbara going all regular over the ring steps.

Nidia bounced on the balls of her feet to keep herself moving as she waited for this Barbed Wire lady to come out. She wouldn’t be disappointed as loud music soon began to ring out and artillery fire shot on the titantron. The boos that followed told the luchadora all she needed to know. This person wasn’t liked and the crowd would most likely be on her side.

So imagine Nidia’s confusion when not one, but two people came out behind the curtain. The first was a big blonde that certainly looked like someone called Barbed wire. Given both her size and general demeanor. The other one was the odd lady out however. She was small, small enough that Nidia struggled to see many details from this distance away.

The luchadora quickly guessed that this lady must be her opponents mouth piece or something. But what the purple haired woman was saying only added more confusion to the situation. So much so that Nidia ignored the victim comment in turn for something else the smaller girl said.

“Thanks I guess. But just what do you mean by “our” opponent?” She asked, not understanding the true nature of the match she was in.

"Oh, so nobody told you?"
Sayuri asked, having held the micro in a way that the audience also could understand what was going on.
"Awh, you poor thing! You´ve been screwed, sister. And tell you something, you will get screwed even more in this match. Literally speaking…"
Sayuri would smirk in sarcasm, waving the ring announcer to join them.
"Here, tell this lovely lady and these people out there what is going to happen to her..."
She added gleefully while Barbara had just eyed the girl with the cold glare of a shark.

"THIS BOUT IS A HENTAI ALLOWED HANDICAP MATCH! IN THIS CORNER…NIDIA ROJA!"
The announcer announced before pointing into the direction of Barbed Wire.
"AND IN THIS CORNER…BARBED WIRE!"

The more this purple haired woman talked, the more confused Nidia became. Told her what? What was this lady going on about and why did she look so smug about it. At this point, Nidia would rather deal with the silent blonde that was more focused on staring at her than anything else. At least she didn’t give Nidia an uncomfortable feeling.

That is. Until the mystery woman ordered the announcer to announce the match. And what she heard made her stomach drop and her eyes go wide. “Wait what!” she shouted as she looked at the now introduced tag team in front of her. Barbed wire wasn’t a stage name! It was the name of a tag team! And from what she’s heard before, the smaller girl was much more interested in something other than wrestling.

"WELL, WELL, WELL!"
Sayuri answered the confused mumbling of the audience while pacing in a circle in the ring in a power walk, as usual more than eager to spin stuff to her own liking.

"Look, it is like this."
The Japanese proclaimed after standing in front of Nidia, seemingly collecting herself first.
"Contrary to what people may think, Barbed Wire is a team of honorable people who win their matches fair and square. It´s not our fault that management is unable to provide…"
Sayuri was cut short by boos, tilting her head in annoyance until they subsided.
"Suitable tag team competition!"

Again she took a little break to hold the microphone in a way that anyone could hear the reaction of the life crowd.
"So I make you this offer, Nidia! Lay down, I will pin you and then Barb and humble me will take you backstage for the night of your life! What do you say, doesn´t that sound awesome instead of getting yourself owned for these people?"

Sayuri would suggest, hungrily liking her lips.

Nidia was still trying to get over her shock on what she had just heard. She was never facing one opponent, but two in a clearly stacked handicap match. Not even the officials had deigned to tell Nidia just who her opponent(or rather opponents) were. Just their stage name.

The luchadora was only snapped back to reality from her panic induced state when she heard the still yet to be named purplette speak. And what she said was making Nidia’s blood boil. She spoke like she had already won, like Nidia was just a victim that could be ordered to do whatever they wanted without any resistance.

So the luchadora decided to answer her. After the smaller girl made another lap around her, Nidia’s arms would snap out and grab onto the arm that was holding the microphone. There she pulled the girl close so she could stare into her eyes from behind her ref and blue mask.

“If you think I’m going to lie down for you just because you ordered it. Then you have another thing coming. I’m going to take down your mute friend there first, then I’m going to show you just how much you bit off here.” She said before shoving the no named woman back towards her big blonde partner.

"Whoa!"
Sayuri was so surprised that she looked rather perplexed up to their now obvious still opponent Nidia.

It actually took some time for the Japanese, so much time that Barbara made a step forward to come to the aid of her girlfriend, towering over the both of them before Sayuri was shoved against her.

"Okay. Fair enough."
The rumbling voice of Barbara could be heard over the microphone, her eyes wandering over the audience and then to their opponent. The big Blonde obviously had some respect for the decision of their opponent and softly guided Sayuri out of her way to step forward herself.
"All the better. It is a while since I pounded someone in the dirt."

It looks like the purple haired girl actually expected Nidia to lay down for them. Either that, or she was surprised at the way the luchadora shoved her back after she had said her piece. Though Nidia’s attention would soon switch back to the large blonde that acted as the mouthpieces muscle. Turns out, she wasn’t as silent as Nidia had originally thought.

“Huh, so the mute actually speaks. It must be a miracle or something. But at least you’re straightforward instead of doing your partner’s whole stupid riddle thing.” She said as she stretched her arms while the referee finally decided it was a good time to usher the smaller of the team out and onto the apron while blondie was inside. “Though don’t expect this “pounding” to go the way you think.” She finished as she crouched into her stance and waited for the bell to finally ring.

"Enough waffling."
Doing her characteristically snort through the nose while she was drawing on her decent knee pads and elbow protective gear for the last time, Barbara would approve of the eagerness to fight. But even as she was as big, strong and durable as she looked, she also wasn´t invincible and had joints and caps like everybody else in knees and elbows. So she would step into the middle of the ring, letting her neck muscles play with an audible knack when the bones did the same.

Sayuri on the other hand had gone outside and was musing her pride for a moment. Until she realized how this could work for her advantage…