Lexia the trapper (Level 1) mail warning

Hey there not entirely new but wanted a change of pace, here because I primarily want to talk and get to know people and have some hot games if it fits :p physically I’m 6’2 and big breasted, with smooth black hair. not a huge gamer but I enjoy some, like anime (obviously 😅) been playing piano for a long time, long fingers help lol. On top of all this I have a boyfriend! But he knows what I’m up to and is fine with it ^^ . I enjoy classic, both of us trying to seduce and weaken the other, but I also enjoy wrestling, both of us trying to snap the other in half bending them to our will. I can be a sadistic cocky bitch if I think you have the advantage, but especially when I think I’m stronger and have nothing to worry about. If I sense weakness or just think you’re not strong enough anyways to handle me regardless of your will power, I will bully you in our matchup. Irl I’m much more submissive and reserved, but when If I walk in the ring and notice you look intimidated, I’ll show you why.

Height: 6’2 or 188cm
Weight: Curvier body in the right places so your guess :p
Age: Early twenties

In universe character~ (not in the mood for this version of me atm)
Lexia is what happens when you take a girl who’s educated, and successful at an early age who gets a little too bored and paired up with the wrong people. Ef’s sex fighting underground scene turned her on to her core and she spent countless nights touching herself replaying the matches she saw, and the ones she bet on. The thrill of watching someone risk their humility at risk of being fucked in front of a hungry crowd of wolves made her squirt even, it was just all too much. When men faced woman they were the favorites. Very often women looked like dear in the headlights and were, ending up fucked and defaced in front of everyone. She needed a way to tame these “beast” and spent most of her free time getting to work.

She started to develop devices that would instantly buy her an advantage weather that be pellets that shot smoke, tripwires that wrapped you by the ankle, net guns that captured you like an animal, or even trapdoors doors that shot up a thin glass box around the suspect effectively incasing them and ending the fight right there. Opponent trash talk riled her up and she got off knowing that they spent countless hours training to dominate, only for eyes to widen when a thick net just can’t get ripped off, and I start dragging them away to pack them up.