Duct Tape Duel: Katya vs. Sabine

“Ooh, good,” Katya grinned, grinding her body against Sabineâ€s even more obviously now. Both wrestlers were clearly enjoying this position, but crafty Katya thought Sabine might be distracted enough for her to try and pull one over the bigger girl.

“I look forward to it,” Katya beamed. Then, abruptly, she moved her hands up in the grapple, placing them on Sabineâ€s shoulders. Katya would hop up, trying to place her feet against Sabineâ€s stomach and fall back, hoping to monkey flip her powerful opponent across the ring. She wasnâ€t going to win a battle of strength so this was her only chance.

Sabine was to caught up in the grind, pressing her larger body against the Russian. She barely noticed Katya placing her hands on her shoulders. But what she did notice was Katya jumping and placing her feet on the Brazilian's taut tummy, falling backwards to flip the Dancing Succubi over head and painfully landing on her back with a small "owww..."

Katya scrambled quickly to her feet, glancing over her shoulder at Sabine to see the Brazilian sprawled on her back.

“Aww, youâ€ve fallen for me!” Katya teased. The Russian wrestler tried to keep the momentum by running and bouncing off the ring ropes, running back towards Sabineâ€s downed form. Katya would try and hit her opponent with a jumping elbow drop.

"Ugh!" Sabine grunted, her mouth forming a small 'O' as the air was painfully forced out of her body. She needed to get back to grappling this girl into submission then tying her up, and she couldn't fully enjoy a plaything if both of them were bruised.

After nailing Sabine with the running elbow drop, Katya was pretty pleased with herself. As the bigger girl lay groaning on the mat, Katya raised an arm to the cheering crowd, while walking over to the nearest turnbuckle.

“Nothing too fancy!” Oksana called out, trying to warn her partner not to get too carried away at this early success. But the short-haired brunette just gave an impish grin.

Katya clambered up the turnbuckle. Buoyed by the noise of the fans, she blew a kiss, then jumped backwards off the ringpost, aiming to backflip in the air before splashing down on Sabine, in her 'Shooting Tsar' signature move.

While the running elbow drop was enough to make the hentai fighter groan, it wasn't enough to keep her down for too long.

Using her agility she rolled out of the way of the diving Russian and headed towards the duct tape dispensers. "So close." She whispered before pulling off a length of duct tape for her own use, Katya was going to pay for her mistake.

Katya gave a cry of pain and frustration as she slammed heavily into the canvas, her high-flying move failing spectacularly. The crowd groaned in sympathy. The hapless Russian lay face-down on the floor, moaning, nursing her bruised body and bruised ego. She cursed herself for getting too carried away and underestimating Sabine.

Katya peeled her face from the mat to see the other girl grabbing the duct tape. Not wanting to be tied up just yet, she slowly and groggily started to pull herself onto her hands and knees, ready to lash a wild leg out to fend Sabine off.

"Now..." Sabine said, holding a length of duct tape out for Katya to see "Arms or legs first?" She asked as the Dancing Sucubbi moved closer to her pray, only to jump back to avoid the Russian's wild kick out.

Katya was still shaking off the cobwebs from her unfortunate fall, and having missed her defensive kick she was in a pretty bad position.

"Well, uh, why would you want to tape my hands, there are lots of fun things I can do with them..." Katya said groggily, trying to stall for time. She needed a few seconds to get back on her feet and face Sabine, because the Brazilian had the advantage right now.

"Because if I can tape up your hands..." she said moving closer and closer, looking to wrap her arms around Katya so she could tie her arms behind the Russian's back "You can't stop me playing with the rest of you."