[Commission] Predator Becomes the prey

*I made some additions to this pic: Added some sparring gear on the floor of the ring.  The trainer - manager of Hakira, Cyrene, it's watching the sparring behind the strings, accompanied by her little friend Coco, she is not really happy with how the things turned out, specially knowing what's coming next for her cheeky pupil xD And now there is a story for the image provided by the commissioner, Dusty Shelves. Also, I made some corrections on Estefi's face and expression too. However. I'll keep the older version so you can check compare it with the new one. Hope you like it ;D Arrrgh there mateys!!! Here is a commission for DustyShelves, featuring your favorite kickboxing tomboy fighter, Estefi, and their OC Hakira, in a sparring session that went completely wrong >:D. " After noticing significant improvement in Hakira's ground game, Cyrene wanted to give her star pupil a true test of her striking skills. The former champ managed to get in contact with an elite kickboxing gym, and barely convinced them a sparring session would be worth their time. Cyrene strived to give Hakira her greatest challenge yet, and she definitely accomplished her mission knowing a god friend of hers would be sparing her pupil. Hakira's opponent is one of the few fighters the "Predator" brand was proud to sponsor. An elite of elite kickboxer named Estefanía was who Cy targeted as Hakira's sparring partner. Luckily for the red head, her and Cy are pretty formal with each other, even hanging outside the gym going to bars and such. And her prayers were answered as the predator was eager too see her pals new talent in the ring. They, however, had some Conditions. The gym (and Estefi's) Conditions for allowing this Match to take place were 1. The match must be private only to the combatants, and Coaches. And 2. The combatants may not speak of the event outside the match. So no bragging rights from either side if it happened to be one sided. Hakira, still eager to jump head first into the fighting world, signed on almost immediately. Not even taking the time to learn the name of, or researching her new opponents style. This could be a grave mistake. Later that week Cy and Hakira traveled to meet up in Estefi's private gym to start their intense bout. The session would last a full 6 rounds 3 minutes each, to simulate a real low level Pro fight. The moment Hakira laid eyes on Estefi her heart started pounding. Hakira always had a thing for the tough muscular type, and Estefi was no exception. The pro kickboxer fit the bill perfectly. Rock hard musculature, large stature, and the perfect attitude to boot, gave Hakira every ounce of desire to dominate this fight. As an undefeated up and comer, she entered the ring extruding confidence. Hakira shadow boxed in a muai tai style, as her opponent donned her padded gloves, head and foot gear. Moments after Estefi entered the ring, both fighters met in the center. After a few rule announcments from Cy, they toughed gloves, and returned to their corners. seconds later they heard the sound of the bell and Hakira rushed in, getting direcly in Estefi's face. For the first few minutes Hakira stood surprisingly even with Estefi, slipping her opponents jabs and lightly tagging Estefi. Hakira targeted all the spots she was desperate to get her hands on without the gloves. In the middle round Three, Estefi decided to step up her pressure a little and really test Hakira's fluidity and muscle memory. Stepping on the gas, Estefi started peppering the smaller fighter with hefty shots. Trying not to hurt Hakira's confidence to much, Estefanía pulled many of her punches (especially the counters) so they landed with far more grace. The fourth and fifth rounds made the difference in skill and experience all to apparent. Estefi slipped or parried every strike Hakira wad throwing, her kicks felt 10 times harder than they had in earlier rounds. Where minutes ago she was harboring slight cockyness, she now carried frustration. With the skill gap becoming deeper and deeper something in Hakira's attitude shifted. Unfortunately for Estefi, Hakira got a nice long look at her tonned musculature, and as the fight progressed Cyrenes protégé grew increasingly lustful after it. This lust combined with her increasing frustration brought out a semi-dornant side of the usually reserved girl, which simply refused to let this opportunity slip away. Between the fifth and final round, as Estefi's back was turned in her corner chatting it up with Cy, Hakira threw off her gloves and shin guards. The bell sounded, and with a crazed look in her eye the rookie charged straight at her opponent for a take down. Estefi was in no way a rookie when it came to grappling, but her gloves made getting a grip on the smaller fighter to defend herself far more difficult. Shortly into the round Estefi was on her back, defending against Hakiras constant submission "attempts". "What the Hell! This wasn't supposed to be a grappling match! Get Off!" Estefi Exclaimed. Hakira remained silent, as even wihout her hands Estefi was proving far more difficult than she expected. The former ribbon dancer constantly worked to get the beauty into any potential submission hold. She was throwing up all sorts of wild armbars, leglocks, and other various techniques but nothing stuck. Estefi was too strong and experienced not to wriggle out of what ever hHakira tried. Cyrene just stared in disbelief at her students boldness. Minutes after the round ended the two where still on the ground constantly changing positions. Estefi landed on top and finally called for the ridiculousness to end. She slowly stood to her feet as Hakira followed. The two caught their breath for a moment before Estefi deceided to interrogate Hakira. "Just what the hell was that?" She asked. "You'll see." Hakira retorted as she tossed a ball up and down of what appeared to be the knotted ribbons of which she wore on her arms and legs. Only, the ribbons weren't there any more. Hakira tossed it up once more only far higher than she had previously. A long string of fabric followed behind it and as the ball came down hakira caught it in her opposite hand. The strand of ribbon seemed to looped over a horizontal support beam, and as Estefi followed it with her eyes she realized it came right back to her. The prized kickboxer glanced down to see what seemed like miles of ribbons loosely wrapped all over her limbs, but before she could react Hakira grabbed the ball with both hands and jumped up. She used her full weight and momentum to hoist her target into the air. She quickly secured the bonds to and anker point to insure Estefi would stay nice and elevated. "YES!!" The Brunette exclaimed, hopping up and down like a school girl. Filled with frustration, confusion, and a bit of anger from her opponents giddiness Estefi protested and screamed like there was no tomorrow. "Hush now. I'll be back momentarily." The newly ecstatic girl rushed off down to the ring to poke around in her sports bag, leaving Estefi to struggle and gripe to Cyrene, who stood there impressed and dumbfounded. "HAKIRA WE TALKED ABOUT THIS!!! YOU NEED TO STOP GETTING SO HORNY IN THE MIDDLE OF YOUR TRAINING!" Cyrene exclaimed, scolding her pupil. "WAIT WHAT?!?!" Estefi yells, uneased by her friends remarks. The athletes struggles grow more frantic.. Shortly she returned with more ribbons, a gag, and bullet vibrators in hand. Using the extra ribbons Hakira attached the myriad of bullet vibrators to a few key locations, in the hollows of her underarms, under her knee pits, and jammed deep between her toes. And as Fate would have it the vibrators fit perfectly in between her toes. Not too big, so they aren't uncomfortable or painful, and not too small so they slip out, they were perfectly snug. Hakira activated all her little helpers just to give her newest playmate a taste, and to get a tastes of how sensitive Estefi is. While Estefi was muffling her giggles with tightly closed lips, Hakira went to work to perfect her pose and suspension. After she was satisfied Hakira gently began feeling up and down every contour of Estefis rock-hard muscles. Then like heat seeking missles Hakiras fingers darted around the kickboxers torso, exploiting her abs and underarms. Estefanía, though resilient, was forced into screaming hearty laughter. As Hakira trying with her skilled opponent, Estefi yelled in protest. CUT IT OUT! STOP THIS AND FIGHT ME!!! HAHAHA. I-I SWEAR I'M GONNA KILL YOU!! HAHAHA. GET THOSE DAMN THINGS OFF MY TOHOHOES!!!" Hakira ignored her pleas simply taunting.   "Oh but I already won. Your shredded muscular body is all mine to do with as I please. For as long as I desire. FuFu" Hakira leaned in towards Estefi's face and licked some sweat off her captives cheek. Hakira whispered directly in the kickboxers ear, her breath tickling ever so slightly. "After you've worked up a proper sweat I'll be sure to lick you clean. Every. Last. Drop." Before Estefanía could protest the young fighter continued with her skillful hands forcing nothing but screams and laughter out her mouth. And that is how the Predator became the Prey" To be continued... Hope you like it and stay tuned, more to come! (Any resemblance between Estefi's fight kit branding and the predator energy drink are purely coincidental). Estefanía: My OC Hakira: © DustyShelves Story by DustyShelves