AV 16 Hentai Title: Natasha Loclear (c) vs. Minerva Larsen

Natasha could hear what Minerva was yelling even if no one else could, even the referee standing watch just outside the ring couldn't possibly make out more than a word of those shouts, muffled by the bluenette's large chest. "Yell all you want, no one is coming to save you." She said in answer to what she thought Minerva was trying to say. Her knucles were turning white from her grip on the ropes as the woman pushed against her, Natasha throwing a swift knee up into Minerva's midsection to put a quick stop to that pesky resistance.

The muffled grunt/shout that came from Minerva's mouth immediately after Natasha's taunting comment was one of anger and defiance. The audacity of this woman... How dare she suggest Minerva might ever beg someone to save her!

Unfortunately she wasn't in much of a position to make her pay for that insult yet, however. And the sudden knee forced a pain-filled gasp right out of Minerva's lips and right up against the soft flesh of Natasha's chest. That put a momentary stop to her struggles, as Minerva's arms moved to cradle her stomach, while her face remained trapped against Natasha's breasts.

Natasha would be lying if she said she wasn't enjoying what she was doing to Minerva right then, as if anyone could blame her seeing just how much shit the woman had put her through in the last year. Still she had to remember not to let herself get carried away, but it wasn't quite yet time to reign herself in yet, that could wait until after she'd gotten a few more kicks in. "Not done yet, still have to pay you back for Halloween." She pressed her chest forward into Minerva's face as she spoke, testing how alert she was before stepping back, creating just enough space to swing her right leg up for a hard kick across Minerva's chest!

"Mmmphh!!!" Minerva grunted into her foe's chest as Natasha pushed up even further against her face. Fortunately for the defending champion, that last knee strike had bought her a few precious seconds in which Minerva wasn't able to defend herself. And when the Dane finally did start to raise her hands again, it was already too late.

Natasha backed off, and a stiff impact blasted right into Minerva's chest before she could do anything to stop it! "Gah!" she cried out, then slumped down a bit with her back resting against the turnbuckle pads. This wasn't at all going as Minerva had planned, and her building anger showed clearly in her eyes as she grit her teeth and glared at the champion.

"You bitch..." she hissed at the woman.

Minerva's tits unsurprisingly provided quite a bit of cushion for Natasha's leg as she brought it slamming into the woman's sizable chest, those more than ample mounds making a perfect target for the bluenette. She held her leg up for a second after delivering the kick, balanced on her back foot while she thought about going for another kick, but a hateful stare and reply from Minerva made her think twice about it. "God that felt good." Natasha shot back, bringing her leg back down and stepping in close to grab Minerva by the straps of her top.

"But I'm not satisfied yet, not by a long shot." She added before jumping up to plant her feet in Minerva's midsection, falling backwards while pulling on the woman's top to toss her across the ring with a monkey flip.

Oh, that'll change by the time I'm done with you...

At least, that's what Minerva would've liked to say. But before she could even get the words out, Natasha was already on the attack once again. Finally the Dane was able to get out from that damn corner, though certainly not in the fashion she would've preferred.

"Ugh!" she grunted as the monkey flip sent her crashing down onto her back near the middle of the ring. While not the heaviest, Minerva certainly wasn't a light woman. For Natasha to have pulled off that flip so well was a true testament to the level of her technique, not that Minerva would be in any hurry to praise her for it.

After sending Minerva for a short ride the Frenchwoman was quick to get back to her feet, turning around in the corner to see just how far she had managed to toss the woman. "That might just be a new personal best." She said loud enough for Minerva and even some members of the crowd to hear her, smirking when the sound of laughter came from the front row. "You hear them?" Natasha asked as she strolled over, "you're finally getting the attention you've deserved for so long."

Natasha had been enjoying knocking Minerva about for the last couple of minutes but this was a hentai match and her fans hadn't come to see her just to watch her dismantle Minerva in such a mundane fashion. She went to drop down quickly on top of Minerva's chest, mounting the woman just below her breasts so that she could look down into her eyes, grinning still as her hands moved swiftly to grab the bottom edge of Minerva's top. "Lets get the real show started shall we?" She said as her hands began to pull up on Minerva's top.

Minerva merely growled in frustration at Natasha's comments. She was never one to care in the slightest what the fans said or did. They were just a bunch of worthless losers fortunate enough to be able to bask in her greatness. But that didn't mean Minerva couldn't hear them.

This was supposed to be Minerva's glorious moment, where she destroyed the would-be-queen and walked away with her proverbial crown. Instead, thus far she had been thoroughly dominated, and now the thousands of insignificant peasants in attendance had the audacity to laugh at her! It was utterly humiliating, and quickly became even more so when Natasha dropped down to sit on top of her like a common piece of furniture!

"Ugh!" she grunted out as the champion's weight crashed down over her ribs. For a moment she could only lay there under Natasha, trying to catch her breath, though that was difficult with the Frenchwoman sitting on her the way she was. And her momentary stillness gave Natasha enough time to start peeling off her violet top. Only once they'd been pulled just high enough for her nipples to start showing did her gloved hands finally shoot up to grab at Natasha's wrists.

"Unhand me!" she barked, then attempted to pull Natasha down toward her while thrusting her own head up, hoping to stun the defending champion with a sudden headbutt!

The corners of Natasha's lips curled ever higher as she revealed Minerva's breasts inch by inch, the crowd really coming alive with their eyes glued to the titantron, one of the cameraman getting right up to the edge of the ring to give everyone an up close view of the action. Minerva of course wasn't going to just let her do as she wished, at least not for too long, and once she grabbed onto her wrists every inch of flesh revealed became a struggle to uncover. But gain ground Natasha did, showing off Minerva's nipples for all to see just before the woman yanked her forwards and right into her waiting forehead.

Natasha bit down on her tongue in the process, her skull making a loud thud as it collided with Minerva's unsurprisingly hard head. "Gawh!" She let out, her ears ringing while her fingers loosened their grip on Minerva's top. She dropped them down instead and with no other thought in her head but getting back at Minerva the bluenette dug her fingers into the woman's tits and pushed them up, down, and every which way!

In one way, the headbutt was a complete success. Natasha's efforts to remove Minerva's top came to an abrupt halt, she'd managed to finally inflict some damage on the cocky champion, and she'd wiped that ugly grin right off her face. In that sense, it couldn't have been more worth the pain Minerva had to endure from the blow herself.

But on the other hand, it wasn't enough to knock the bluenette off of her, and Minerva damn sure did not like what followed, as her foe's fingers suddenly latched onto her large breasts, dug in and began to painfully yank them around!

"AGH! FUCK!" Minerva cried out in agony, grasping at Natasha's wrists to try to pry her hands off. But doing so without damaging her breasts was quite a difficult task from this position. So in a moment of desperation, Minerva resorted to fighting fire with fire.

Her own hands shot up to grasp onto Natasha's beautiful breasts, sinking her fingers into the fleshy orbs and yanking them from side to side as tenaciously as she could! The next few moments were going to be agonizing for both women, but Minerva hoped this would be enough to get the pesky champion off of her!