Anne vs Yuki: Detention Match

Alexis tried to lift herself up from the ropes, but Yuki was already on her, their bodies pressed together in the corner. Greedily she moaned through the kiss, parting her lips welcomingly as she pressed against her lover. Even though she was quite enjoying the affection she knew she needed to get out of the corner, and fast. Tired arms were raised, on their way to push against the Japanese school girl's shoulders, but a sudden grinding knee between her legs stopped Alexis dead in her tracks.

Another moan forced itself up from the American's throat, louder than the first, as her hips gyrated shamelessly against Yuki's leg. The rocker's shoulders slumped back against the ropes, enjoying the pleasure too much to resist further at the moment.

Yuki's hand brushed against the cold metal of the cuff's causing her to smile against Anne's lips. Placing kisses up her lover's neck, she whispered, "I could finish you here Anne, or maybe we could continue this somewhere else...just the two of us? How does that sound?"

She gently increased the pressure of her knee against Anne's crotch, while she slowly pulled the cuffs out without Anne's notice.

Yuki had learned Anne well, her move sand her style, but there the girl was always full of surprises. Gasping towards the ceiling, her head resting back against the ring post, Alexis was melting under Yuki's attentions. As the pressure between her legs was increased and continued the captive schoolgirl got more and more turned on, her panties soaked through and wet against Yuki's leg. "Mmm, take me here, baby..." The words were whispered between rising groans of pleasure.

Recalling that she was supposed to be Alexis, not Anne, she began to squirm side to side in a fruitless attempt at resistance. "Uhn! No no! What are you doing!? Don't! You... you pervert!" She falsely protested in her affected "Alexis" voice.

Smiling at Anne's whisper, Yuki moved a free hand down to Anne's crotch, slipping under her panties and teasing her womanhood with her fingers before sliding into her. With each thrust, Yuki would kiss her roughly, in a show of dominance. This was new territory for her, and unless Anne had some secret trick to turn this match around, Yuki had her good and done.

The heat of the moment was getting to Yuki, causing her to act more like her lover. She was more direct, and her shyness was crumbling away as she tried to get Anne off.

Alexis wanted to resist, to keep this match going at least, but Anne just wanted to lay back and enjoy Yuki's touch. The best conflict resulted in a lot of half-hearted efforts and hollow objections. "Uhhn! No! Don't touch me the-mmmf!" Her whining was cut short by a series of passionate kisses as fingers worked through her wet and ready sex. Hands waved out to either side impotently as she squealed with pleasure through the kiss. It wouldn't be much longer for Yuki to get what she was after.

Alexis' moans grew louder still as her pussy trickled its juices around those trespassing fingers. Her body trembled as her orgasm grew near, but before Yuki had the chance to finish her off the American found resolve enough for one final act of resistance. Placing her hands upon Yuki's shoulders she pushed back hard, trying to create a little space between them. "Nnn-Nnnnn-NNNF! NNO!"

Yuki smirked. Only a little more and the match would be hers! This was her bog chance to make a good impression in front of the Friction crowd! Part of her didn't want to finish Alexis off, and save that for their alone time, but if it would help give Yuki the win, she was gonna use that to her advantage.

The thought was cut off as her lover gave the snowdrop a hard shove, pushing the girl back. In Yuki's hand dangled the cuffs, with the metal glinting in the light. Yuki made an adorable pout, "Awww why did you have to stop the fun Alexis?"

Alexis was ready for Yuki to claim her prize, but she entertainer in her strained to hold out just a little longer. She had no problem losing to Yuki, not even losing as badly as this, but she had to at least make the victory look hard fought.

As the snowy haired vixen stumbled back a few steps Alexis tumbled forward upon shaking legs before sinking to her knees with a loud thud. One arm folded across her chest protectively, but the fingers of that hand idly pawed at her own breast. She could feel her wet panties clinging to her flesh as her body throbbed for more. The hedonist in her screamed for the fighting to be over with already, but the masochist in her had to ride this out. "I'd never let you have your... *pant pant* way with me, bitch! I'm... I'm gonna... paddle your ass until you beg me to make you mine!" The threat, made in her Alexis voice, was idle at best and sounded all the more hollow made by a panting, horny girl kneeling at Yuki's feet.

Still a bit surprised at Alexis' resistance, Yuki smirked, taking small steps near her and swaying her hips. Gently tilting her opponent's face up, Yuki gave a small teasing wink.

"Oh I think this match is gonna end a it differently." she breathed in her lover's ear before she kissed her deeply on the mouth, making out for a few moments. Pulling away, she spun around, snapping up her leg to deliver a sharp kick to Alexis' skull with her White Lotus finisher.

Alexis... Anne, whatever her name was, could barely think straight as he knelt in front of Yuki, panting like a bitch in heat. Her hair was a mess, cheeks were flushed, blouse hung open showing still more of her bra than it had when she'd entered, and eyes stared at her opponent and lover with feral desire. Her two selves were at odds; one side just wanted to lay down and get what she wanted, while the other pushed for defiance and strength enough to at least make a good showing.

Her heart was racing when Yuki lifted her chin and leaned in close. Without hesitation Anne accepted the kiss with a series of loud moans. Both hands clutched at her skirt, stuffing it down between her thighs in a desperate effort not to start pawing at her self. God, she was close. The crowd was cheering for the continued girl-on-girl action and Anne could only drink it in. When the kiss final broke she let out a plaintive whine as saliva clung to her lower lip and chin.

Glassy eyed and thoroughly distracted by her gorgeous opponent Anne never saw the blow coming. The kick connected solidly with the immobile blonde and sent her sprawling out upon the mat in an undignified array of exhausted limbs. She lay upon her back, arms up around her head, one laying across her face, and legs open. Her skirt folded back revealing her wet panties as she remain motionless save for the dramatic rise and fall of her heavy breathing. It wasn't clear if she was unconscious or jut too dazed and tired to move, but that was a thin line here.

The crowd erupted into cheers after Yuki landed the finishing blow. Darting over to the corner, she twirled a pair of cuffs on her fingers. Making her way to the prone Anne, she secured the cuffs wit a soft click of metal. Now all she had to do was wait for Anne to wake up.

The bell rang, with Yuki being declared the winner. Giving a smile, she waved to the Friction crowd. She could not have asked for a better first impression.