Tomb Match: The Pharaoh vs Anubis

The Pharaoh would listen to the words coming out of the Goddess mouth, she didn't really have a choice at the matter due to the fact that her head was still hurting, but she could at least give a response now. “My apologies my Goddess, I lost my balance. Believe me, I don't want to lose.” she stated in a weak voice but it was clear now that she was starting to regain her strength.

The feeling of her breast getting groped did cause her to let out a slight moan from her as she failed to push off her opponent hand. As a result, the Goddess now used both hands to grab her breast as Anubis also press her lips on Sahar neck. Yet this only lasted a second, which was a bit disappointing as the Pharaoh wanted her lips to stay on her neck longer, perhaps the Goddess didn't know this type of pleasuring?

Anubis once again spoke, stating she could use different means to win the match while rubbing herself on the Pharaoh back. She was worried she might do something that Sahar was uncomfortable before pressing her thigh in between Sahar legs, causing a moan. “I would not have become the Pharaoh if I was not willing to follow in your footstep.” stated the purple hair Egyptian wrestler as she would then try to throw an elbow, aiming at the Goddess side, hoping to do some damage.

Anubis had a pretty dominant hold on her opponent right now: her hands were on Sahar's breasts, groping them through a cloth top that hardly did anything to protect them, while one of her legs was pushing forward, her knee lifting up Sahar's butt as her leg slid in between the limbs of the Pharaoh to begin rubbing at her crotch from behind. With all of that stimulation, Anubis wondered how long it would take Sahar to submit—or to cum. It seemed that Sahar was perfectly fine with what Anubis had in store for her.

Theoretically, anyway. Obviously, she did not want to be dominated by the Goddess right now, and even though Anubis had controlled her for several moments, she was looking for ways to continue the fight. Having been assaulted with pleasure for more than a minute now, Sahar seemed about to yield, but she was about to make a sudden move back to the method of inflicting pain on each other, as she elbowed Anubis right in the ribs. The Goddess would cough and splutter in surprise, coughing into her opponent's bare shoulder as she let go of one of Sahar's breasts to clutch at her side. Her legs wobbled, and she took a step back, breaking the contact between her leg and her foe's crotch.

"Oooohf..." Anubis would groan softly, as her other hand would tighten slightly on Sahar's breast in response to the attack.

Sahar had felt that Anubis was in control of the match for far too long and she wasn't going to let this match become a one sided beat down, she was going to fight and show the Goddess the might of the Pharaoh. Seeing as her opponent was now too busy groping and 'attacking' the Pharaoh sex, the purple hair wrestler would hit her opponent with an elbow. As she did that, she notices that the Goddess back away, with resulted in the Pharaoh losing most of the divine pleasure that she was performing on her. Though it was a bit of a lose it was nice that she was finally taking control of the match again.

Now that Anubis was backing off, Sahar would attempt to hit her opponent with another elbow but this time aiming for the head as she tried to turn her entire body to add a bit more pressure so that she could now come face to face with Anubis. If that succeed then she could finally start fighting the goddess again on even ground and start to give her a taste of her own medicine.

Anubis could not help but keep one hand on her ribs after they were so violently prodded. She was sure there would be at least a small bruise there, a minor purple blemish, but nevertheless a spot to mar her tan, heavenly skin. Of course, bruises would be a small price to pay if she managed to win this match. Right now, the momentum was slowly swinging back in Sahar's favor, as the Pharaoh would try to press the small advantage created by the elbow to Anubis's side.

Sahar's second elbow would not strike Anubis's head directly. The Goddess managed to duck her head down a little bit, and the elbow would mostly graze her head, though she knew that it was just forming another bruise there on her temple, even if that bruise was hidden by her hair. She would let go of Sahar's other breast, now, but did not have time to tend to either of her bruised places as her opponent turned to face her.

"Don't think you can turn the tables on me that easily!" Anubis would insist loudly, as she would suddenly throw her hands forward, trying to grab onto Sahar's breasts as she attempted to shove the Pharaoh roughly up against the sarcophagus, doing what she could to maintain her momentum in the face of Sahar's renewed confidence.

Sahar smiled as she turned around and barely miss the Goddess head.  It seemed Anubis was still intent on controlling this match despite the fact that the Pharaoh was now making a comeback and forcing the Goddess to back off.  Sahar felt her other breast now free of the divine grip of her opponent as Anubis told her not to think that match could be turned around that easily.  The Goddess would prove this point by grabbing Sahar royal breasts and shoving her towards the Sarcophagus.

“Gahh!” stated the Pharaoh as her back impacted the metal Sarcophagus.  Her back was now in utter pain, but she wasn't going to give up and would attempt to a kick aimed straight at Anubis stomach in hopes to stop the Goddess advance.  As she didn't want to lose here, especially after she had made just started to make a comeback.  "Don't think you can win so easily either!" stated the Pharaoh in a defiant tone.

Anubis grabbed onto Sahar's breasts again to try to drive her back, using the sudden surge to try to reclaim her advantage and prevent her royal opponent from being able to turn the tables on her yet again. Anubis's drive was successful, too, as she managed to catch the suddenly confident Sahar off-guard and drove her backwards, their feet moving quickly across the cool, hard floor of the crypt until Sahar's back smacked against the metal sarcophagus, making a clanging sound. Anubis smirked. Unfortunately, she didn't have any time to celebrate.

"Gaaayyangh!" Anubis would cry out, wretching a little as the kick landed squarely in the center of her stomach, briefly pounding her belly inwards and distending her stomach. The Goddess had not been expecting the kick and had not had a chance to flex her abs or otherwise attempt to defend herself. Her legs threatened to buckle inwards. She would try to resist, letting go of Sahar's breasts and bringing one hand down to her stomach. Unfortunately, without supporting herself on her foe, she collapsed onto her knees. Too late the pain would start to recede, becoming a dull throbbing rather than the roar it had briefly been. Anubis would wrap her arms around Sahar in a weak attempt to restrict her movement.

"Not...too bad..."

Though the Pharaoh was nailed to the Sarcophagus, she had enough strength to hit her opponent with a kick to the Goddess gut, evening things out a bit.  Though her back was still hurting and she was pretty exhausted from this match so far.  Sahar watched as the Goddess came down to her knees and then wrap her arms around the Pharaoh before stating she wasn't bad.  “I guess even Goddess kneels before the Pharaoh and needs their support.” stated Sahar as she smirked while taking a moment to enjoy watching the Goddess who was now on her knees and using her for support.  

With Anubis now hugging her and being close, Sahar thought about headbutting her but that would probably do more damage to the Pharaoh then to the Goddess as her head was still hurting.  Thus, she needed to take another tactic, something that didn't involve her head.  Deciding to use a different type of tactic, Sahar would attempt to put her royals lips on Anubis divine neck, before licking it in all sorts of manners, giving a sense of pleasure.  In addition, she would try to slip her head under the Goddess underwear and start to rub her private.  Perhaps she could win this battle by pleasuring her divine opponent.

Anubis knew that she was in a very bad position, and that it had been a strategic mistake to hang onto Sahar rather than pushing away and taking her chances on the floor. By keeping herself close to the Pharaoh, Anubis was inviting her opponent to do whatever she wanted to her. Anubis was easily in reach for any kind of attack, be it painful or pleasurable.

As it turned out, Sahar decided to go with the latter route, getting down on her knees as well in order to bring Anubis's body within range of her hungry mouth. The Goddess would bite her lip and stifle a moan as the Egyptian royal's mouth latched onto her neck, kissing and sucking it gently, as her hand would then slide down Anubis's belly, finding its way in between her legs and into the jackal-eared Goddess's bikini bottoms. None of the metal ornamentation which accentuated Anubis's bikini did anything to stop the other wrestler's hand from finding its mark.

"Ooohhm..." Anubis would moan, shivering a little as her body heated up and the crypt all of a sudden felt very cool by comparison. Pretty soon, of course, the heat that was building up inside of her body became overwhelming, and Anubis felt very, very hot as she was turned on by the rubbing. Slowly, she would slide her hands down to grab Sahar's ass, giving it a squeeze in the hopes of slowing her down a little.

The Pharaoh couldn't help but let our a massive smile as she heard the Goddess moan and not make a response to her comment about kneeling before a Pharaoh.  It finally felt she had gotten the better of the Goddess, even if she lost the match, she would still have this small victory over her idol.  That being said, she still intended to win this match and continued her assault on the goddess.

The Pharaoh would then stop for just a second as she felt her rear being grabbed as she removed her lips from her divine opponent neck.  It seemed that the Goddess was trying to fight back in a similar manner.  After stopping for a second, Sahar would try to continue, now attempting to press her fingers inside of Anubis sex while trying to once again place her lips on the divine neck of the Goddess to continue the licking, kissing and sucking.

Sahar did not seem to change much about her mode of attack when Anubis started groping her ass. It figured—groping alone was not going to win the jackal-eared Goddess this fight. She needed to get the upper hand, to outplay Sahar, to outthink her. Right now, of course, it was difficult to think, as the Pharaoh's fingers were beginning to slip inside of Anubis's sex, teasing her and causing Anubis to moan much more loudly, as she couldn't help but enjoy that violation.

She would try to start fighting back. At least Sahar was not making any moves to restrain her, whether by pinning her down or by capturing her arms. Anubis, if she could recover, should be able to inflict just as much pleasurable "damage" on Sahar as the Pharaoh was inflicting upon her!

Anubis would slip both of her hands inside of Sahar's bikini bottom, still fondling her opponent's ass. After a few more seconds, one hand would slip down in between Sahar's legs, now fondling the Pharaoh's sex from behind, as the hand that remained on Sahar's rear end would begin to slide a pair of fingers up in between the Pharaoh's butt cheeks. Anubis knew that she needed to start arousing Sahar, and fast—at the rate Sahar was going, she was going to make the Goddess cum before too long.