In the Hall of the Pharaoh - Sahar Abia vs Nicia

"Mmmmm...!" Nicia continued to mumble her protest as Sahar smothered her face with her breasts.

She squirmed helplessly, getting pretty weakened with each passing seconds as her airflow was cut and replaced by the Pharaoh's scent. There were no words to describe how embarrassed she's feeling at the moment, the patting on her head only further made her look so little in the presence of Sahar. Her consciousness was slipping as well, as hinted by her ceasing struggle. After all these times not seeing each other, it seemed that the gap between them had widened significantly...

"Mmmgbbb...."

Sahar was defiantly in a dominate position. Just a few moments ago Nicia was actually winning but that was in the past now. She could feel her opponent now getting weaker and thus she would push harder for a few moments before letting go of her fellow Egyptian. “Did you have a good time over there?” stated the Pharaoh in a mocking tone as she would then get up and attempt to kick Nicia so that she would roll over to her stomach. If everything went according to plan, she would try to sit on her friend back before attempting to grab her legs and place her in a Boston crab.

Nicia thought that she was going to be knocked out cold, but apparently that wasn't Sahar's intention. Just before she completely lost her consciousness, the Pharaoh pulled back, leaving her writhing and gasping like a fish out of water before she was kicked onto her front. The next thing she knew was Sahar sitting on her back, grabbing her legs and put her in the Boston Crab!

"Uwaahhh...!" the smaller girl cried, all her senses seemed to be electrified after the smothering.

Now having Nicia in a Boston Crab, the Pharaoh could continue on the next phase of her plan as she kept pulling back, hearing her opponent cry out in pain.  “Just so you know, tapping won't save you here as this match can only be won by pinfall.  Meaning I can sit back here all day and keep pulling on your legs though that would be boring, don't you agree so let's spice it up a bit.” stated the Pharaoh in a teasing tone as she would then let go of one leg, which freed up an arm.  Now with one hand free, she would attempt to place it on Nicia rear before slowly going down to her private.  

If everything went well she would then start to rub.  “Let us play a game, it will help to teach you the hierarchy between the two of us.  I am going to tease you and stimulate you but you will not cum until I tell you?  If you disobey me, I punish you in the worse pay possible!  Do you understand?” ask the Pharaoh in a teasing manner as she then licked her lips.

Nicia could only grit her teeth as Sahar getting all smug and threatening her a bit about keeping her in this position all day. It was when the girl said something about spicing things up that she became alerted. Her guess was spot on as Sahar would then release one of her legs, only to have her now free hand trailed down towards her nether region. She immediately twitched and blushed deeply.

"N-no! D-don't you... aaahhn...!" she moaned as the hand of the Pharaoh cupped her sex. "W-what... J-just finish me off already...!" Nicia whined as she squirmed helplessly in Sahar's grasp. "Nnnggh!"

Sahar was now smiling as she heard Nicia reaction. “Looks like you still have much to learn. First I am the one that gives commands here, not you. For that you will be punished later on when I win the match. Also it would be pretty boring if I just finish you off here.” stated Sahar as she would attempt to slip two fingers into Nicia private and start pumping at a moderate pace. “Just try to enjoy this as much as you can. The more you resist and struggle the worse it's going to be. Now remember you can only cum when I tell you to!” stated the Pharaoh in an arrogant tone.

"Gaahaahh...!" Nicia let out in frustration as Sahar refused to end her misery right there and then, slipping her fingers inside her private instead. "N-nmmhh... n-nmmhh...!" she shook her head, one of her hands covered her mouth again while she squirmed helplessly.

The night was getting worse for her as it was. Getting defeated was one thing, but Sahar just utterly humiliated her in this match. Along with shame, however, the stimulations were starting to take their effect on her body. Nicia felt hotter and more bothered, so much she barely protesting anymore, occupied by her attempt to cover her moan as much as she could.

"Mmmhhh...! Mmmmphhhff..."

Sahar was now making progress as her fingers were inside Nicia. She was now pumping her at a rapid pace, trying to get her opponent stake. “Having fun down there?” ask Sahar as she could hear her opponent moan. “You better not cum just not yet. I am not finished with you just yet.” stated the Pharaoh as she continued to apply pressure on both her leg and her sex. She was curious to see if Nicia could follow her commands.

"Nnngggg...!" Nicia's moan was getting increasingly difficult to contain as Sahar was pumping her fingers at a rapid pace inside her sex.

Her lower half wiggled from the stimulation, and she could feel herself getting more and more aroused despite her attempt to hold back. With Sahar showing no sign of letting her go or stopping her fingering, however, she'd be forced to have an orgasm against her will at this rate.

"Oohh... S-Sahaarr...! S-stop...! I'm going t-to..."

Sahar felt like she was on top of the world right now. She could hear Nicia gasping, telling her that she was going to cum soon. “Not yet, you will only cum when I tell you.” said Sahar as she continued to pump her. If Nicia did not cum, she would continue to pump for a few more moments. “Alright, cum now!” stated Sahar as she wanted her opponent to cum on command.