Kyouko 'Blade' Uehara vs. Misaki 'Maiden' Sakurazaki - A Painful Reunion

It was done.

Blade was out, snuffed out between Beauty’s legs, after the thunderous debut of the Neo Beauty Bomb.  There weren’t any more protest, not more cries, no more anything - the little brat was sleeping. Knockout. Clean.

Beauty Ichigaya arched her back, looked to the sky, and let out a near-orgasmic sigh, shuddering as the electricity ran through her body. She’d been wanting to do that for so long, since the very first time she’d developed the move, and finally executing her fantasy was...well, she could’ve come up with all sorts of lewd words to describe the feat. ‘Euphoric’ felt like a good one for the moment, though.

She sat there for a moment, basking in the afterglow, before she grew bored with it and pushed Blade off letting her slump to the mat. She wouldn’t have minded taking her time with her favorite toy, but that would have to wait for some other day. Beauty had her taste for the day, and it would be enough to tide her over for a while. How long? She’d have to see.

She stood up and placed her foot on Blade’s head, pinning it under her heel as the cameras flashed - a little something to circulate around the internet - before she walked away, rolled under the ropes, and sauntered her way back up the ramp, with the same calm knowing smile she’d come down it with.

Beauty was going to enjoy her time in the AFW. She could already tell.