vs. Sylphid

The first soft touches of rain where splattering against the barrier as I entered the arena. Each droplet caused a small blue din which bathed the arena into an eerie glow.

“Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the 129th Rasheul Grand **** Tournament Semi Finals! But you are not dealing with your average semi-finals anymore. Oh no!”, proclaimed Ben in something that I could only describe as a Sissy **** outfit. (is that a chastity lock around his...no, I don't care!)

How I personally should dress for this “fight” was certainly quite the debate. But after a lot of back and forth we ultimately settled on the same clothes I wore against Hebi-san. After all, there was nothing I could wear that Sylphid couldn’t rip off me with ease and too much stuff would only impede my movement.

The only difference this time around was that I do not carry my dirks with me. I felt strangely naked without them but perhaps that can be attributed to my opponent.

“Good Morning, Handsooooome!”, Sylphid greeted me with a completely inappropriate cheerful smile and wave. I replied only curtly which caused her to giggle.

As Ben went through the intricacies of today's lunacy to an overexcited crowd, I took a moment to observe Sylphid. Sure enough the white haired martial artist didn’t seem to be particularly dressed differently. A short top, that really was little more then a sportsbra and a set of thigh cut shorts, perfect for movement. No, upon closer inspection there was one difference.

She was barefoot.

Sylphid, apparently noticing my confusion, grinned at me. “It’s not feasible in the regular matches, to much chances for traps, but I am faster like this. Besides, you never know when these little ones might come in handy.” She wiggled her toes in a fashion that somehow managed to look lewd.

Awesome. The match hasn’t even started and I already felt at a massive disadvantage. Thankfully, I had Aiju gave me another blowjob just shortly before the start of the match. My balls where definitely as drained as they could be without suffering dehydration.

“In the blue corner! Rushing her ways into the semi finals with her trademark speed. Winning an astonishing four matches via surrender! Participating for the third time, welcome the Demon of Speed! Syyyyyyylphiiiid!”

Sylphid laughed and waved to the cheering crowd.

“But her opponent has even overshadowed these amazing achievements! Dominating every single opponent. On a fast track to the legendary sublime **** slam. Give it up for our amazing Amber Princess Maaaaaariiii!”

Please don't tell me this title is gonna stick.

“Who of these courageous contestants will emerge victorious? Who will enter the finals and achieve a chance of ever lasting glory? Who will fall and spend a lifetime of subservience?

No question was ever more important and there is only one way to find out the answer!”

Sylphid was upon me within the fraction of a second. Yeah, figures that she will be extremely aggressive. Already I had my first choice to make. Will I try to keep my distance or counter her?