Amanda vs Poison, Hentai Handcuff Match

Amanda vs Poison
Handcuff match
Winner does as she pleases to the loser

Tje arena lights dimmed down and
Entrance Music: [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-qU2nCgQGVo:q9zgxpze]'Poison' by Alice Cooper[/url:q9zgxpze] started to play throught the sound system. A set of fireworks exploded at the sides of the entrance area as the crowd cheered and in came Poison, looking as gorgeous as always.

The voluptuous pink haired girl was wearing her classic attire a military cap, a leather choker around the neck, a flimsy tank top that barely held her massive tits, a cuff of jeans with a chain serving as belt and pink high heels. The way her clothes seemes to struggle to hold her curves was clearly approved by the crowd, and althought there were some booing at the mean sexy heel, most of the fans seemed more than happy to see such a gorgeous girl.

Poison walked to the ring smiling and swinging her hips, climbing to the apron to stand on the outside waving her hand to the fans before taking her cap to slide in between the ropes. She then walked to the center of the ring to play some more with the crowd before heading for her corner to wait for her opponent.



This was a handcuff match, Poison's specialty so she flet very confident. Despite her brutal defeat on her first match ever in AFW, she felt this was her chance to set the record straight and begin making a name for herself in AFW.

Amanda was so new to AFW, she had no music of her own, so at the last minute her friend John had picked something for her.

So, all though it was rather antithetical to Amandaâ€s choice in music, as she came down the ramp the climax of the “1812 Overture” began to play, causing Amanda to actually have a visible expression of surprise on her face. John (other char) likely picked it because he knew Amanda was nervous, and it was intimidating music. So, despite her nervousness, her face put on a mask of confidence to go with the music as she crawled into the ring.

Amanda, for her part, was wearing short denim shorts, and a tank top to cover her equally large breasts. Normally, Amanda wore a bikini, but this seamed like it would be a tough match, she was even wearing boots.

Amanda smiled at her opponent as she got into the ring, and was very mindful that sheâ€d be at the persons mercy if she lost. She also was a naturally friendly person, and her opponents response would help her gauge Poison. “Hi…this should be a great match!” She said, as she got in her corner, waiting for the bell.

Poison raised an eyebrow as she heard Amanda´s intro music. And her cute eyebrow only went higher when she saw the body of her opponent, particularly Amanda´s impressive bosom. For the pink-haired girl it was an open challenge and she instinctively arched her back pushing forward her own tits. Poison licked her lips as she remembered the stakes for this match, winner does as she pleases with the loser, and decided she was surely going to enjoy a lot having her way with this girl. The gang-girl was careful enough to not let the ideas of what could happen if she lost sneak inside her mind. She needed to get herself a win and a decisive one.

DING DING DING!

The ring bell sounded signaling the start of the match. Poison took a big deep breath that made her breasts expand even more and fell back into a combat stance. Moving to the center ring ready to battle with Amanda, Poison looked into her opponent´s eyes with a smile. "You are mine, bitch..."" she said before rushing towards her opponent, stretching her right arm to the side trying to hit Amanda´s tits with a clothesline.

(Dammit, Imageshack removed my picture of Amanda and I don't remember if I saved a back up)

Amanda regarded Poision as she seamed to raise her breast, trying to make them looked larger. Amanda noticed it, smiling at Poison's similarly large tits. If Amanda won, she was going to have all sorts of fun with Posion, but she had to win first. Amanda intended to win, after not having many matches or luck so far since getting here. As friendly as Amanda was, though Poisson seamed very threatening, making Amanda a little nervous.

As the bell rang, Amanda bend her knees and got ready to fight, but she soon widened her eyes as Poisson started off immediately with insults, something Amanda really dislikes in competition. "Wha..." But before she could make a snappy comeback, Poison came sunning towards her. Surprised, Amanda tried to duck away, leaving just the ropes behind her. Amanda was hoping to let Poison bounce off the ropes and catch her with her OWN clothesline on her rebound, but she had no idea if this would work.

Posion's lovely blue eyes opened wide when she realized that her arm had hit nothing but air. The power that she had put on her strike, expecting to meet the resistance of Amanda's body, sent her off balance towards the ropes. Poison stumbled forward and would have probably fell if she hadn't hit the ropes, who sent her bouncing back towards the middle of the ring only to be hit right in the middle of her ample breast by Amanda's arm.

"Aoughhhhh!" Poison groaned as her tits were crushed and her body momentum stoped in an instant, sending her crashing down to the mats with a hard thud as the crowd roared.

Amanda was almost surprised as her outstretched arm made contact with Poison's body, slamming into her bosom and sending her down to the mat. Amanda smiled with joy as she watched her opponent fall down, but soon it faded as she tried to think of what to do. She had to weaken her opponent, but tapping wouldn't matter in this match.

Approaching Posion, Amanda would try to get her up by grabbing her arm and try to pull her to her feet. Amanda was hoping that she could get Poision up and whip her into a corner to weaken her, not sure of what to do and rather stalling.

Poison laid on the mats coughing and spitting saliva after being nailed by a quite unexpected clothesline counter. She held her breasts trying to make the pain go away as she grimaced. "You are gonna die..." Poison threatened despite being down and hurting.

While Poison was still trying to recover Amanda grabbed her arm and the pink haired girl didn't had much option but to go up...only to be whipped towards one corner. "Ughhh!" Poison groaned as her back hit the turnbuckles. She leaned against the corner holding the ropes with her hands as she panted heavy still trying to recover her breath.