Oil wrestling Border Wars: Minerva vs. Tessa

Sadly for Tessa, her counter did not work particularly well, the slippery oil allowed her opponent to slip through her grasping legs, who were falling behind on the mat again while her face suddenly made a more direct contact with the breasts of Minerva!
“Mhhm!”
She yelped while twitching around, a little bit shocked by the sudden failure of a move she had initially thought to have succeeded, and now, she was in a pretty bad position while one of her hands would attempt to position itself against the breast of the other girl from the side and shove her a little away to free her head from the predicament she had found herself in.

Minerva couldn’t help but laugh a bit as she fell forward, bringing her large breasts down to envelope Tessa’s pretty face. The German’s strategy hadn’t been a bad one, and it had almost even worked. Nonetheless, it had backfired tremendously, now resulting in Tessa being inadvertently pinned down and smothered.

“Enjoying yourself down there?” Minerva cooed teasingly, wiggling her chest over the woman’s face. But a hand then came up and pushed against the side of her breast, eliciting a small moan from the grinning Dane. “Mmm~” However, she then found her chest sliding to the side, and jerked herself back into an upright sitting position atop Tessa’s stomach to keep her balance and avoid falling off her, though doing so did release the girl from the smother.

She then reached down and tried to grab a hold of Tessa’s wrists in hopes of pinning them down to the mat, while also attempting to snake her legs under and around her foe’s to apply a grapevine. Minerva knew it was likely way too early to put the match away, but forcing Tessa to exert some energy just to fight out of this situation could possibly be beneficial to her in the long run.

“UHAM!!!”
Things were not really looking good for Tessa, but luckily, nobody could see her face that turned red from the lack of oxygen and her much needed effort to not get overwhelmed by the naked reality of Minerva. The actual ability of the girl had indeed been surprising, and now she was paying the price for it.

Trampling with her feet to avoid getting caught in the grape vine that she kind of had to expect in this situation, she would try to place a hard slap on one of the butt cheeks of her opponent before getting immobilized, hoping that it would be enough to slip out of her predicament.

Despite having her weight well balanced overtop her grounded foe, restraining the girl’s legs proved to be more of a challenge. With the oil covering their bodies, interlocking her legs with Tessa’s was not going to be an easily accomplished task, especially with her kicking around so much.

And the sudden slap to Minerva’s shapely rear elicited a yelp from her while also causing her to instinctively bolt upright, bringing her to sit straight up on top of the German’s stomach, and releasing her from the smother. But after getting over the surprise of the slap, Minerva grinned devilishly down at Tessa’s pretty face.

“You shouldn’t interrupt your queen like that. I think you need to be punished!” she said, reaching out with her hands to try to grab onto Tessa’s breasts, which she’d then squeeze and twist in her grasp.

That could have turned ugly pretty quickly for Tessa, so she was glad when she finally had not only a vision of the admittedly very nice breasts of Minerva, but the ring, Minerva, the trees and the sky again.

Huffing and puffing from the aspiration and the needed effort to escape an early loss, she initially had laid relatively still when her opponent had sat up, but finally came back to life in a rather painful manner when the other girl squeezed her breast and yanked at one of her nipples.
“AH! Stop it!”
She demanded before attempting to bring her hands up against the breasts of Minerva in retaliation to squeeze them hard!

Minerva hadn’t been able to pick up the early pinfall, but that was of little concern. She hadn’t genuinely expected to end the match so quickly anyway, though she was certainly glad to have drained as much air out of Tessa as she had. Catching her breath while all of Minerva’s weight was literally sitting right on her stomach wouldn’t be the easiest task.

“I’m the one who gives the commands here.” Minerva replied, continuing to squeeze and twist at Tessa’s breasts. But a pair of hands then shot up and latched onto the sadistic Dane’s voluptuous orbs and squeezed down on them. “Nggh! Why you little...!” Minerva grunted through grit teeth while wincing in pain, realizing she should’ve tried pinning Tessa’s arms down at some point.

It was going to be difficult to maintain her grip on the German’s chest like this, so Minerva opted for a change of tactics. Letting go of her foe’s breasts, she instead moved them to grab Tessa’s wrists and slid herself up the blonde’s body a bit, until she was now sitting over the girl’s ribs. Shifting one leg to plant her foot on the mat, she then suddenly twisted herself to the side, and attempted to drape her long and powerful legs over Tessa to apply an armbar to her left arm in hopes that this would free Minerva’s chest from further harm. With Tessa’s body covered in oil, maintaining the hold would be difficult even if she managed to apply it. But if she could get it secured, then just maybe she could force  a submission and earn a free move for herself.

Despite her still bad position, Tessa was really glad that she had finally been able to come back at the mean Dane and had a face full of retaliation ready for the Dane. Her fingerprints on the ass of Minerva had been a nice start, but up until now, she had not been able to stop her opponent from making herself her bitch, and with a short supply of air, that made it not necessarily more easy.

Maybe she should or could have tried to resist getting pinned again, but she hoped that she could out of the grip of Minerva, but the girl had other plans and even managed to disrupt her with a slideshow of her sexy body.
“...Mmh...”
A small moan escaped her lips when the Dane finally sat on her with her bare womanhood in plain sight and moved quickly for an arm bar. Realizing that she would still be in a really bad position, she would indeed wager her options and tap out instead of risking being in the same position for an extended period of time.
“Ah!...I give...for the moment.”
She gasped.

Minerva’s lips curled into a sly smirk when she heard Tessa moan as the dark haired amazon moved to sit further up on her body. It almost looked as if the pinned blonde was enjoying being Minerva’s throne more than she’d like to admit. The thought amused the Danish sadist, whether it was in fact true or not.

But the moment didn’t last long, as Minerva then transitioned into the armbar. It was a risky move on her part, and easily could’ve backfired if Tessa’s arm had slipped from her clutches. But fortunately she managed to lock it in nice and tight. And as she pressed her bare hips up against the limb, it wasn’t long before the German was tapping out and surrendering.

Chuckling softly, Minerva released the arm and moved to stand over Tessa, grinning down triumphantly at her foe. “Well come on then. On your hands and knees like a good dog. I don’t have all day.” she said as she waited for Tessa to move in position. Having won a free move for herself on her adversary, Minerva was already plotting how she’d use it...

Up to this point, Tessa felt as if she had been schooled, and that was something that really bugged her. And to add insult to injury, the pompous Dane left out no chance to gloat and rub it in.

Taking a deep breath to regain her composure while laying on her back and rubbing her arm with the hand that had not been subjected to the nasty surprise of an oily arm bar, she finally managed to roll around, and after a little while of head shaking how this could have happened already, entered the penalty position.
“At least you can be sure that there are probably dogs waiting in line to bite you...”

Minerva waited patiently, and watched as the pretty blonde pulled herself up and rolled over, getting on her hands and knees. Hearing Tessa’s retort, the raven haired mistress couldn’t help but giggle as she moved to kneel behind the German.

She reached her arms out to wrap around the blonde’s waist from behind, with her hips right against Tessa’s rear and her sumptuous chest pressing on the girl’s back, then moved her lips close as she could to her foe’s ear. “No need to be so bitter, my dear.” she said softly. “Soon you will be mine. And the sooner you accept that, the better this will all be for you.”

And with that, Minerva would suddenly stand and lift up with her arms, hoisting Tessa up before bring her back down with a move closely resembling a German suplex. The Dane wanted her prey winded as possible when the bout continued momentarily...