AV 15 Hentai Title Kumis Match: Natasha Loclear(C) Vs. Sahar Abia "The Pharoah"

The Pharaoh tactic seemed to work as her fist connected straight into Natasha gut which made her lower her guard. This allowed Sahar to then get another head shot in before her opponent rolled to the side. The Egyptian could keep trying to press her advantage, but she got another idea. She would attempt to get off the Hentai Champion chest and if successful she would then attempt to grab both of her legs. “Let's try this again, hopefully, no one will interfere this time.” said the Pharaoh as she would then attempt a Boston crab if everything had gone as she planned.

Natasha gasped as she felt the Pharaoh's weight lift from her chest, her lungs quickly filling themselves with much needed air now that she could breathe without any obstacles. She rolled further to get on her hands and knees, pushing herself back up onto her feet when she felt her legs get yanked out from under her, sending the bluenette crashing back down onto her face. She shook her head and went to rise again but Sahar hadn't released her legs, leaving Natasha clawing at the canvas to try and pull herself free but to no success as her body was bent backwards with that now familiar weight of Sahar dropping down onto her back.

The kumis was ankle deep in the pool forcing Natasha to prop herself up on her arms to keep her face out of the stuff, its strong smell more than a little disorienting as it filled her nose and mouth. "Uuuuggghhhh." She groaned as the crab was locked in, even Natasha's flexible body not immune to the painful effects of this simple but oh so effective hold.

As the Pharaoh grab onto the champion legs, she could feel her opponent trying to get up but the purple hair wrestler wouldn't be having any of that as she kept a tight hold on them. She then managed to place her opponent in a Boston crab hold despite the fact the blue hair wrestler was still resisting. “This is how it should be, were back at the point at our previous match before it was interrupted.” stated Sahar in a proud voice as she continued to apply pressure.

She knew she could not win by making her opponent submit, but this move was perfect for softening her opponent up. Thus, she would attempt to apply the hold for a while before then attempting to transit into a one leg Boston crab to free up one of her hands so that she could start to truly work on her opponent. If everything went to plan she would start to rub the stop in between Natasha legs with her free arm.

She was right, this was where in their first match Minerva came out to interrupt things and Natasha found herself turning her head to scan the crowd making sure events didn't repeat themselves tonight. Natasha was quickly reminded that she had more pressing matters to be concerned with as Sahar further twisted her body into a C shape, the Frenchwoman groaning as her body was put strained well past the norm. Fortunately Sahar was quick to release one of Natasha's legs relieving some of the pressure on her back, however Natasha knew what was coming next, though that didn't stop her from releasing a sharp moan when she felt the Pharaoh's hand sneaking between her thighs.

Sahar continued to pull back with one arm, trying to do as much damage as possible to the current Hentai Champion.  Her other arm continued to rub in between Natasha's legs, trying to turn on her opponent.  She heard the moan come out of the French wrestler but knew it was going to take a lot more than that to make her cum, but it was a good way to get started and made her smile. “How are you doing down there, is the Kumis any good?” ask the Pharaoh in an arrogant tone as she would keep up the pressure, knowing every moment they spent here, brought her one step closer to victory and becoming the Hentai Champion.

"Well you know it has a particular taste, perhaps you should try some more yourself." Natasha replied with a roll of her eyes and a quick laugh, though that was quickly followed with a low groan as Sahar further twisted her like a pretzel. Propped up on her elbows to keep her face out of the alcoholic drink Natasha started pushing harder, twisting her own body further towards the breaking point so she could create some space between her and the Kumis.

Sahar couldn't help but smile at Natasha comment.  She had to admit that she was impressed that her French opponent was able to keep her cool in such a situation.  Most other wrestlers would probably be screaming or moaning if placed in such a position.  Yet what happened next further impressed the Pharaoh as Natasha started pushing harder and twisting her body further.  She wasn't sure what her opponent had planned but was shock none the less.  The Egyptian wrestler wouldn't let this from stopping her to continue to apply pressure while her hand continued to rub in between the French girl legs, trying to break her defenses down so that later on it would be easier to make her cum. "Your pretty tough, I will give you that but you know the longer you stay in that position the closer I get to victory and becoming the new Hentai Champion!" announce the Pharaoh as the fans would continue to cheer on for both wrestlers.

If Sahar had been smart she would have already pulled aside Natasha's swimsuit and slid a couple of fingers inside her, thats what she would have done if their positions had been reversed, but she seemed content with taking her time with the Hentai Champion. Kumis dripped from the Frenchwoman's flowing blue hair, now soaked from a bath in the sweet alcohol, and the smell alone was making her head dizzy even now that her head was out of the stuff. She shook her head but it did little to clear it so Natasha gave up on that idea, accepting that she was likely gonna feel this way for the entire match.

But so too would Sahar in a moment with Natasha pushing until she was a couple feet off the mat, only then making a quick movement to dive down, twisting her body to try and get herself past the woman's legs and then with a turn of her hips sending her spinning away from her.

The Pharaoh would continue to apply pressure in both spots, knowing that her opponent could not hold out forever. Yet just as the Pharaoh felt confident about her position in the match, her opponent would make a quick dive before suddenly twisting her body and sending Sahar down into the canvas. The attack would leave her dizzy and confused for a few seconds of what just happened.

In addition due to her landing into the Kumis again and inhaling it all, it would start affecting her, making it harder for her to balance. The Egyptian wasn't really much of a drinker, she did have a drink on say special occasions but didn't really fancy wines or other alcoholic beverages. Thus, she was a bit out of her element, when combined with all these other factors it would leave the Pharaoh as she would now struggle in an attempt to get to her hands and knees.

Apparently Sahar hadn't expected Natasha to make her escape in such a fashion as she was tossed down into the pool with a splash that hit them both, Natasha coming to a stop on her knees with her eyes fixed on the downed woman. She took a moment to take a deep breath now that she wasn't face first in the kumis before pushing herself back to her feet.

Natasha expected to have to fend off an advancing Pharaoh but the other woman seemed to be having some trouble getting back to her feet. Having caught a break the Frenchwoman wasn't going to let it slip by, coming up beside the woman only to then drop down onto Sahar, digging her knees into the small of her back.