Tomb Match: The Pharaoh vs Anubis

Sahar smiled as she heard the Goddess speech.  “Is that so, then explain why you're having so much trouble with me?  If the difference between you and I were so great, then you should be mopping the floor with me or are you simply holding back my dear Goddess?” stated the Pharaoh as she continued to sandwich Anubis between her back and the wall.  If she could continue this assault for a long enough time, the Goddess would soon fall and the Pharaoh would be in a great spot.  The idea of having the Goddess as her prisoner was the ultimate dream of every fan, what better prize could there be?

The purple hair wrestler could now hear her idol gasping for air, it was now clear that the Pharaoh was in control of this match and would soon tame this Goddess.  Yet as she then went for another attack, she found Anubis putting up resistance, using her hands to keep her hip at bay but Sahar knew at best this would only buy the Goddess a small amount of time.  Yet she then suddenly felt her idol foot on her rear causing her eyes to widen in shock.  Then she was sent forward and hit the wall on the other side head first causing the Pharaoh to be dazed and vulnerable to attack as she place one hand on the wall to stay up and the other on her head to deal with the sudden pain.

Anubis was not quite in a position to respond to Sahar's taunting as it was delivered. The Pharaoh was still smashing her up against the wall, not using any standard wrestling tactic but adapting well to the setting that they found themselves in and finding plenty of success. Sahar kept Anubis pinned against the wall with her backside, forcing herself tightly up against Anubis every few seconds in order to ensure that the Goddess did not have enough air to breathe.

But Anubis fought back. Sahar was kept from sandwiching her yet again for a few seconds, and that was all Anubis needed. She had bought herself enough time to bring a foot up and give Sahar a swift kick to her rear, sending the Pharaoh stumbling forward, smacking face first into the wall on the opposite side of the corridor.

The jackal-eared Goddess felt a little unbalanced as she peeled herself off of the wall, but as she was able to breathe normally again, she once more began to feel strong. She would hurry after Sahar and would try to grab the Pharaoh around the waist again, this time squeezing her quite tightly. "It remains to be seen just how much trouble you will be able to cause me, Pharaoh!" Anubis would say in Sahar's ear, before she would move to pick her opponent up, trying to fall backwards and suplex Sahar into the floor!

The Pharaoh was now holding her head as she let go of the wall and stood on her feet, starting to recover from the impact she had just taken.  It seemed fighting in a tomb was a lot different from fighting in a ring, both the Pharaoh and the Goddess seemed to be out of there regular element.  She was then about to turn around to face the Goddess before feeling Anubis hand around her waist again, giving her a tight squeeze.  Sahar could then hear her jackal-eared opponent state that it was still to be seen how much trouble the Pharaoh could give her.  “I'm only getting warmed... ahhh” stated Sahar as she was then lifted into the air and slammed down on the ground.  The material here wasn't as soft as the ones found on a wrestling ring and thus the suplex was far more brutal than it usually was.  The Pharaoh would now have her legs pressed on her shoulders as she was folded up from the suplex, vulnerable to another attack.

Anubis managed to execute the suplex to perfection, just the way she had always practiced it with her younger sister. She slammed Sahar down headfirst onto the faux-stone floor, a surface that was harder than the ring and which obviously had quite an impact upon Sahar—though obviously it was not as hard as real stone and would not leave any permanent impressions upon the Pharaoh. It did leave her largely helpless for the time being, though—perfect prey for the jackal-eared Goddess.

Sahar was laying there folded up, her legs resting across her shoulders, her butt sticking up in the air. Anubis, as she turned herself over onto her knees and surveyed the scene, could not help but be somewhat amused, and even a little turned on as she looked over her upside-down foe. Anubis would lift a hand up and bring it down authoritatively on Sahar's butt cheek for a quick, punishing spank. "And that is what you get, you naughty mortal, when you try to challenge a Goddess!" she would declare.

Anubis was not done, of course. Grabbing one of Sahar's legs, she would lift herself up onto her feet with that limb in toe, pulling it upwards into a leglock, while she would press her foot down on the other leg of the Pharaoh, letting her toes feel the royal wrestler's thigh as she would try to keep that leg pinned next to Sahar's head while pulling the other one back upwards.

Sahar was laying on the ground, she could feel her head pounding as her legs rested on top of her shoulders.  Her back and head were killing her, but she needed to focus and gain control of the match again.  Yet before she could get up or do anything, she would feel a sudden spank on her rear with Anubis telling calling her a naughty mortal and this is what Sahar would get when she challenged a goddess.  Well first thing, it was the Goddess who challenged her, not the other way around.  Second thing, if getting spanked like this was the consequence of getting challenged by a Goddess, then the Pharaoh would be doing it a lot more often.

Yet her amusement ended when she was suddenly placed in a submission hold.  Sahar had never been placed in such a hold, but it was painful, feeling her legs being stretch like this.  “Gahh.” stated the purple hair wrestler as one of her legs was stretch up.  “Do you expect me to tap?  It's pointless and besides you've made the same mistake as before, submission holds can be easily escaped here.” stated Sahar as she would then attempt to push against the wall while shifting her weight in hopes of breaking Anubis balance and hold just like before with the abdominal stretch.

The initial spank that Anubis had delivered to Sahar's bottom had been playful and teasing, hardly something that would cause much discomfort—in fact, very likely it would cause the exact opposite effect. But the leg hold that Anubis would then lock onto Sahar—pulling one of the girl's legs out and locking it in an extended position, then placing her foot on Sahar's thigh to put some pressure on it and to spread the legs wider apart—should cause plenty of discomfort and pain. It was likely not enough to completely tame the Pharaoh, but Anubis was sure it was a very good start.

Sahar, of course, did not seem too impressed by the hold, and in fact she tried to push her way out of it with an arm. And, for a second, she did manage to upset Anubis's balance. But the Goddess would not fall, and she would not let go of her friendly foe. She took the one foot off of Sahar's thigh, but she kept her hold on Sahar's leg, keeping it aloft. Realizing that Sahar intended on using the wall to her advantage so long as it was available, Anubis decided a little change of scenery may be in order.

"We'll see," was all that she said in response to Sahar's claims, as she would begin to drag the purple-haired Egyptian away from the wall and down the corridor, back towards the main stretch on which the crypt itself was located.

Sahar pushed off the wall with her hand and it seemed to somewhat work as Anubis lost her balance a bit.  Yet the Goddess managed to regain her balance and still keep the hold lock in.  The hold that she was in was still painful, but the Pharaoh would need to endure it, after all she could just try again and push off the wall.  

Then the Goddess made a statement and before Sahar knew it, she was being dragged across the floor by the Goddess.  “Unhand me, this is no way to treat a Pharaoh, even if you are a Goddess!” stated the purple hair wrestler as she protested the way she was currently being treated.  Sahar would attempt to try to grab something to stop herself from being dragged while also trying to kick with her legs in hopes of getting out.  Yet there was nothing for her to grab, at best she might be able to grab the corner of a wall.

Anubis would laugh as her opponent struggled and protested the sort of treatment that she was getting, being dragged across the floor in this manner. All was fair in this match, of course, save for any moves which might actually endanger the two competitors, and so Anubis had no qualms about dragging her royal foe in this rather undignified manner. After all, despite what Sahar tried to assert, Anubis was a Goddess, and therefore had primacy over her and had the right to treat her however she pleased.

"Come on, we'd best be going! You will come with me!" Anubis would insist, as she dragged Sahar around the corner and out into the main corridor that connected the location where Anubis had started with the location where Sahar had started.

Sahar did not go willingly, and her kicking was making it difficult for Anubis to keep dragging her. The Goddess could not just ignore it and let her opponent's foot strike her repeatedly in the stomach and the arms. And, since Sahar did have one free leg, she had a wider range of options than if both had been captured. The Goddess had to stop every couple of feet to readjust her hold. Just as she kept moving after the second or third readjustment, Sahar would now try to grab onto the corner of the wall. There wasn't much to grab, but even if her hand slipped, it was enough to jolt Anubis and force her to stop again.

"Ugh! Come on, now..." the Goddess would insist, as she would yank very hard on Sahar's leg to try to force her to obey.

Sahar couldn't believe how the Goddess was laughing at her while being dragged like this.  She needed to do something to get out of this hold or she would becoming the laughing stock of AFW and no one would take her seriously as a Pharaoh.  She then heard the Goddess state how the Pharaoh would be coming with her as she continued to drag her across the floor.  Yet the purple hair wrestler would do more than just protest with words, she would attempt to kick her opponent, as she got a few shots in.  “If you will not listen to my words then how about if you listen to my feet.” stated the Pharaoh as she seemed to be slowing down her opponent with her desperate attacks.

Upon grabbing the corner of the wall it seemed she was now making some progress, hopefully, she could get out.  Anubis seemed to get frustrated before she then yanked hard on the Pharaoh leg, causing her to let go of the wall and be dragged a bit.  Sahar back was slowly being burned due to her being dragged and it was getting annoying, in addition, she didn't want her special tattoos to be ruined as well.  Thus, she would try to roll over and hopefully could provide more resistance as she would keep on trying to kick while being dragged.

Anubis was struggling to contain Sahar as the Pharaoh struggled wildly in her grasp, seeming to be very reticent about being dragged along in this manner. Her fighting was growing more intense, and Anubis was having more and more trouble stopping her foe from getting out of the admittedly relatively unimpressive leg hold that she was in.

Sahar even grabbed onto a corner of the wall, and Anubis had to yank particularly hard to get her opponent to continue dragging along the floor. For a moment, Anubis was worried that the momentum might send her tumbling. But she managed to recover her balance and keep on dragging Sahar forward. Unfortunately, Sahar had a chance to take better aim at Anubis's midsection. With one more swift kick, she managed to nail Anubis right in the most sensitive part of her gut with her foot. The Goddess would make an awkward, shocked, breathless noise and let go of the Pharaoh's leg, stumbling back a bit.

"Guuhh...you...!" Anubis would grumble, her jackal ears almost twitching in annoyance.