Who wants a shot at the title?

Well that wasn't the reaction I had expected. Natasha thought to herself even as she grimmaced from the pain shooting through her midsection from Sahar's latest jab to her ribs, surprised to find the woman so opposed to such a gentle touch. Whether Sahar was simply trying to protect herself from getting aroused or just that against being touched Natasha wasn't sure, but she knew she didn't need to take any more shots to her side. Reaching down with her free hand she tried to grab the offending arm by the wrist, her legs tightening their grip as a sort of punishment for the woman.

"How dare I? Clearly you don't know what you signed up for Pharaoh." Natasha said with a bit of a laugh afterward, her fingers drifting along the woman's covered sex for a few passes before she began to rub with any serious effort on her part.

The pharaoh would attempt another punch at Natasha midsection but before she could, her hand was grab but would then attempt to break out of it.  The champion then made a comment and it technically was true, this was what the Pharaoh had signed up for, but she still needed to play her character.  “Silence, you may be the hentai champion, but you are still a.... ahh.” stated the Pharaoh as she was then cut off by a small moan as she could now feel the rubbing on her private.  The crowd was now starting to cheer for the Hentai champion for performing the first hentai move.  “Fine, you want it so bad, have it!” stated the Pharaoh as she would then try to throw a kick right at Natasha's head.

Natasha had the lovely Pharaoh in quite the predictament for the moment and she fully intended to keep the woman exactly where she was, at least until she had gotten a bit more fun in. Sahar like most hentai wrestlers wore barely anything out to the ring, a tradition Natasha herself followed as it just seemed against the point of a hentai match not to, even if more clothing would give her a bit of an edge in a match. With so little in the way Natasha didn't waste time in pulling aside the Pharaoh's bottoms, exposing her sex for the Frenchwoman to rub directly much to the love of the crowd who cheered as they watched her properly introduce herself to Sahar.

Not that Sahar would just sit there quietly and let Natasha do as she pleased, the woman kicking back at her head though as close as Natasha was the foot couldn't really hit her head, but Sahar's flailing about did make it hard to hang onto her. Forced to abandon the hold Natasha pushed against the Pharaoh and rolled away, getting into a low crouch before slowly rising to her feet, watching the Pharaoh for a moment before moving back in with a knee to the woman's midsection as she rose.

The Pharaoh was now struggling to get out, as her attacks right now were not connecting while her opponent was having her way with her. She disliked the fact that she was already so helpless, but then she was suddenly released and pushed away. Taking a moment to breathe, Sahar would attempt to get back to her feet only to be kicked in the midsection and be sent back down to the wrestling mat.

The knee of the Frenchwoman slammed up into the midsection of the Pharaoh, lifting her up a couple of inches before she spun away from the impact and dropped down onto the canvas. "You know I've wrestled a goddess or two in my time here, always a good time." Natasha remarked as she stepped up to the downed woman, stepping over her before dropping down onto the small of her back. Once she had her seat Natasha would reach forward and slip her hands around Pharaoh's head and under her chin, clasping her fingers together to pull back putting her into a camel clutch.

Sahar gasped as she started to push herself up before hearing that Natasha had wrestled a Goddess or two.  This made the Pharaoh raise an eyebrow, had the Hentai Champion fought the Goddesses before?  The Pharaoh could not recall such a match taking place, perhaps she was talking about a different Goddess.

Before the Pharaoh could get up, she found Natasha sitting on top of her, sending the Egyptian wrestler back down to the ground. She would try to push herself up but suddenly found her chin being grabbed and being pulled back in a camel clutch.  “Ahh!” yelled the Pharaoh as she felt the pressure on her back being applied.  She would now attempt to pry her opponent hands off her chin in order to stop the pain.

Natasha locked in the camel clutch without too much difficulty, it seemed like the Pharaoh's mind was distracted by something that kept her from putting up much in the way of resistance. Pulling back Natasha strained the woman's back and neck, stretching the Pharaoh backwards into what was starting to resemble a C shape, the pressure escalating as she leaned further and further back. Pharaoh must have snapped back to her senses though for Natasha felt the woman plucking at her fingers, but rather than abandon the hold altogether Natasha tried to adjust instead. When one hand got pulled free Natasha would try to shake it out of the Pharaoh's grip and dig her fingers into the exotic beauty's lovely breasts instead, turning the hold into a much more fun version of a camel clutch as far as she was concerned.

The Pharaoh could feel her back being bent as she continued to cry out in pain. Yet she managed to start to pry one of her opponents hands off her chin, the Hentai Champion managed to break free of her grip and grope her breast. The breast groping did sort of turn her on but she still focused on remaining hand on her chin as it was still causing her some pain. She would now use both her hands to try to remove Natasha hand that was still on her chin. The Pharaoh hope this would be easier to do since she was now using both her hands on a single one.

Natasha's plan hit a bit of a snag with her captive deciding that one hand was better than none, the Frenchwoman tugging at her hand as the Pharaoh grabbed hold of it though without much luck in pulling it free. With Sahar's chin now free of her pull Natasha had only her hrip on the woman's breast to keep her in the hold and that just wasn't enough, she knew there was no way to keep it on for much longer and cut her losses, letting Pharaoh slump back down against the canvas though not without Natasha massaging the captive breasts with enthusiasm.

Sahar took a moment to exhale as she fell back down to the wrestling mat. It felt so good to no longer be in pain and the massaging she felt on her breast made her feel even better as her nipple became hard due to it. But she couldn't let herself get distracted by this, she still had a match to win and she needed to get her opponent off her. The Egyptian wrestler would now try to rock side to side in hopes of throwing Natasha off before the Hentai champion could do any more damage.