In the Hall of the Pharaoh - Sahar Abia vs Nicia

Nicia found Sahar trying to squirm her way out from her hold before she could take her down, which disrupted her significantly as she wasn't really in the best condition to lock the bigger girl for too long as it was. She grunted and tried to pull Sahar back into the hold, not having the guts to just drop herself down and take the Pharaoh with her with a sloppy hold.

"Gh... why you..."

Eventually, it became too much hassle for her to try setting her opponent back into the headlock as Sahar was physically stronger than her. Nicia decided to shove the girl back to the corner instead, so she could then ram herself into the Pharaoh to keep her stunned there for a bit.

Sahar was now pushing against her opponent, trying to escape from the grips of Nicia. It seemed to be working as her Egyptian opponent could not get a solid grip on her. She could now hear her friend complaining about the situation as the Pharaoh tactics were working. The purple hair wrestler was now getting loose but before she could fully escape, she would be thrown into the corner. “AHH!” gasped the Pharaoh as she then saw her opponent coming to ram her. Sahar would move at the last second, getting out of the way.

The distance between them and the corner was a short one. It's only natural that Nicia couldn't really inflict as much damage as she wanted when she shoved Sahar to the makeshift turnbuckle. She didn't really know that yet, though, not until she decided to ram herself onto her opponent, only to watch Sahar slipping away at the last second.

"Agh!" she cried as her front crashed to the corner, her figure bounced a bit before she slumped on the turnbuckle, panting heavily, slightly dazed. "Guh... d-damn it..."

The Pharaoh had managed to avoid Nicia attack, causing her opponent to hit the makeshift turnbuckle.  She heard Nicia curse and decided to taunt her.  “It's not nice to curse in front of the Pharaoh.” said Sahar as she would then attempt to kick her opponent right in the back.  If the attack was successful she would repeat this several times, trying to wear her opponent down. She wasn't going to underestimate Nicia anymore, she had learned her lesson and would not repeat that mistake.

Nicia didn't have the time to take Sahar's lesson in manner as she had to deal with something else more concerning. Before she could move away from the corner, the long leg of her friend came hitting her back, causing her to cry as her tanned figure bumped against the makeshift turnbuckle again. It didn't happened just once, or twice, and after the third kick, her battered form slumped on her back to the mat, where she would writhe around in agony while panting.

"Augghh... kh... g-gah..."

Sahar had managed to get three good kicks in before her opponent fell to the ground. It was clear that she was in utter pain and devastated from the series of attacks. Not wasting any time, the Pharaoh would attempt to stomp her a few times before grabbing her hair and trying to pull her up. “Come on Nicia, this match is not over!” stated the purple hair wrestler as she would then try to place her fellow Egyptian head in between her legs, setting her up for a big move.

Sahar gave Nicia no quarter as she continued to stomp on her even after she was down from the kicks. The platinum blonde haired girl could only groan and writhe under the assault, helpless to defend herself as it was as she felt hurt and disoriented at the moment.

When the stomping stopped, she felt herself being pulled by her hair, and her head placed between the legs of Sahar. Realizing that it could lead to more pain, Nicia tried to squirm out from Sahar hold, but her strength was significantly lacking after the beating she just took...

"L-let go of me..." she whined.

The Pharaoh had managed to get Nicia in between her legs. She could feel and hear her opponent now squirming, trying to escape from the hold. It was a bit funny, just a few moments ago the situation was reverse but unlike Nicia, she wasn't going to let it go to waste. The purple hair wrestler would then attempt to wrap her arms around her opponent waist before trying to lift her up and placing her on the Pharaoh shoulders, setting her up for a powerbomb. Sahar would give a quick lick on Nicia private before trying to slam her down to the ground.

"Aaahhh...!" Nicia screamed as she was hauled up by Sahar, although the sudden, brief sensation between her legs as she was held midair brought her cry to an abrupt end.

She didn't get to digest the feeling clearly, however, as Sahar would slam her down with a powerbomb seconds after. Crashing down the mat, the platinum blonde haired girl was left dazed and limping on the ground, ready to flop anytime she was released by her opponent. Her world seemed to be turning upside down quite literally as it was.

"Ughh..."

Sahar smirked as she looked at her downed opponent as she held on to Nicia before then trying to lift her back up on her shoulder, setting up the powerbomb again. If everything worked out, she would slam Nicia back to the ground again before finally letting go of her. “Well you put up a good fight but now I have gotten serious. Oh, let us not forget this is a hentai match!” stated the Pharaoh as she would then try to strip her friend of her clothing.