Anja "The Raven" vs Felicia "Silver" Fletcher

Felicia was in a complicated spot at that moment. In her debut, the white haired woman left an impression of a good strategist and a cunning wrestler, capable of adapting and resourceful. But the impression she was giving at the moment was one of a rushed, hot-headed rookie unable to hit her rival even once. It may be true that Anja was an absolute veteran and that maybe their levels in terms of wrestling skill could be in different leagues, but that didn’t made it easier for Felicia who was starting to feel overwhelmingly frustrated by the situation.

Of course Silver wanted to end that with her rushed big boot to Anja’s face, but with a casual, almost aloof move the Raven managed not only to avoid being hit, but to catch Felicia and make use of all the momentum she had built and turn it against her with a flashy and quite effective blue thunder bomb counter. What felt insulting for Felicia was how easily it looked for Anja to counter or just dismiss any of her moves. It was fueling her frustration and with that came rushed thinking and even less decent strategy. “Gh-aaaah!” This time air left Felicia’s lungs as soon as the woman hit the mat with her back, her arms sprayed around as she was defenseless, open for anything Anja would like to do.

"Oh, looks as if I have right now seen a little more than you wanted to show me."
Anja giggled when she had used the momentum of her opponent against her who was now lying rather defenseless, one leg already in her grasp so that she could effortlessly consider it hooked abd could go again for a pin to give the other girl something to think about.

So one of her arms would wrap around the firm leg of the other girl, grabbing it tight to both feel and immobilize it, but only after she had slapped that butt cheek too so that her opponent would no go home one sided. Then she would bend forward so that her other hand could relatively comfortable squeeze one of the alluring breasts of Felicia for her leisure.

Not only was Felicia winded up, the air escaping from her lungs as she was hit with the blue thunder powerbomb, the white-haired was also being forced still in a pin while also adding some more toying from Anja's part. Being held like that was terrible but also added some layer of allure which increased when Felicia felt another spank on her butt and a gropey hand getting to squeeze one of her breasts.

Felicia could act defiant and begrudgingly against the Raven, but even with that it was undeniable that Anja's methods were starting to wear down her defenses. The blonde was starting to get inside her mind. "D-damn you...", said Felicia, biting her lip and closing her eyes to repress a low pant. She tried jerking her body to escape her predicament, but that also added some friction to their bodies and strength to Anja's squeezing on her breast. Felicia needed to get out of that situation as soon as possible or it would be impossible for her to come back.

"Ssh, no need to be rude toward me. I don´t want ot wash out your mouth with some soap."
Soaping her up after defeating her would be whole different story, but that was not something that was really of much a concern right now. Like a good commisioneur of wine would do with a good wine, she would take her time to get a good grip around the breast of her opponent playing with it at her leisure while Felicia was doing her best ot get out of her revealing situation.

As son aas Anja got the impression that Felicia would work herself out of the situation, she would try to heave the other girl up to put a body scissor around the waist of Felicia and look to turn her around so that she would lie on the front and Anja had a good sight on her beautiful butt again, but this time from another angle.

From the very beginning of the match Felicia had done nothing but to take different hits while also looking like a chump and being toyed by her rival who looked to be enjoying both the punishment and the sight and feel of her body. That was frustrating the white-haired to no extend, but even with that happening the woman wasn’t made of stone and the Raven was really good at what she was doing. Soon enough after some more caressing and squeezing Felicia would find it impossible to repress her pants, blushing in the process, and her nipple would timidly poke against her rubbery suit. That was really bad. If things kept going like that Felicia would be soon pinned against a point of no return.

But just when it looked like Felicia’s plight was close to an end as she was getting some leverage to use and free herself, Anja skillfully anticipated that and locked her legs around Felicia’s waist in a bodyscissor. “Gah!” Taken by surprise, Felicia tried to pry Anja’s legs open to no avail before she would fall to the mat on her stomach. Groaning in pain she punched the mat in frustration. Silver tried her best to writhe out of the hold, but after some struggle she only managed to deplete some of her now scarce air supply while it became clear that those legs weren’t going to pry open. Crying in pain and frustration Felicia tried her best to use her arms to crawl closer to the edge of the ring so she could force a rope break, but only the Raven had a final word on that.

There she was, crawling to the ropes. Anja could take her time to look at how alluring the butt of the other girl was moving with every stroke. but when she was a few storkes away from the ropes, the Blonde would turn into action again,

"Oh whoops, already a little bit too far!"
She chilped playfully before looking to turn her opponent on her back with a big push while her hands would ty to grab the ankles of the white haired catgirl and bend her forward so that she would be in a fold pin again, but this time Anja would plant a cheky kiss on her womanhood too.

Felicia groaned in frustration. The feeling of being toyed with was becoming too much for her, but it actually looked like there wasn't anything she could really do to flip the table, not even to tip the scales a little bit so the match returns to an even situation. As she crawled towards the ropes she could feel freedom getting close, but also the predatory eyes of Anja oogling at her butt.

But of course Anja wouldn't let Felicia get to the ropes as the German woman would secure a hold on the white-haired's ankles while pinning her. "D-damn it all!!" Frustration was starting to get the worst from Felicia when her thrashing came to a sudden halt. "Aaahn!" Even with her suit on the way Felicia could feel Anja's lips pressed against her womanhood. That was bad, so bad. If she lost herself to pleasure it was over. Her reaction was half due to frustration and half due to panicking, but Felicia would start flailing her legs like crazy, trying her best to get out of the pin while wrapping her thighs around Anja's head.

"Just a little kiss, Felicia. Don´t make such a fuss about it please."
Considering what Anja could have done to Felicia in the hentai department in that position, her little peak kiss was nothing but a little sneak preview, so the Blonde was not really taking her move as something so serious that the other girl would have to completely fall for her already.

Sadly that though prevailed so that when Felicia started thrashing around she was indeed able to grab around her neck with her legs!
"Ghnnh!?"
Equally surprised and cursing herself for being so careless, sbhe would look to squeeze now both breasts of the other girl in retaliation for her bold move.

Anja was making fun about Felicia making a fuss out of her little kiss. The white-haired was obviously flustered by how her rival had been toying with her and she was feeling also frustrated about it to the point that what could be seen as a way pleasant exchange with an incredibly hot woman wasn’t that fun for her. And that was a shame.

But all that frustration Felicia was feeling within her finally served some use as the woman managed not only to free herself from Anja’s pinning maneuver but also to catch the blonde off guard and lock a headscissor on her. The feeling of Anja’s face against her thighs was something that in other circumstances Felicia would have enjoyed to its fullest, but for the moment she needed to maintain her focus on the hold. Felicia smiled to herself as she noticed Anja’s distressed look. She was feeling better now.

That was until Anja got a squeezing hold at her breasts that made her cry in pain and in something else that didn’t look like pain at all. Anja was on the way to make Felicia feel aroused with all her teasing, and in the end the white-haired’s defenses would crumble. That was why Felicia tried gritting her teeth and yanking Anja’s hair to look at her pained face while also squeezing harder with her legs, but she wasn’t made of stone and at certain point she had to make an effort not to pant hotly. A jolt of pleasure coursed Felicia’s body and she noticed her scissors weakening for some instants as her eyes fluttered from the breast massage/torture she was getting.

"Ghn…I knew you would like it rough. I love it!"
After her initial reaction of her hair getting pulled, a mad smile had appeared on her face. Felicia was wild and sexy, pretty much the type of girl she was looking for to ride like a horse until she was tame and easy for the bottom of the rider. So the pulling of her hair was, despite her gnashing teeth from the strain on her hair first and the movement of her head looking to avoid the pain, actually exciting her.

While one of her hands would continue to roughly knead the breast of Felicia, her other hand would look to grab a part of the silver mane of the other girl and pay her back in the same coin.