SS 17 Hentai Title - Minerva Larsen (c) vs. Ari Nagawa

The fact that Ari refused to heed Minerva’s demand and release her came as little surprise, but it still further enraged the Dane. Regardless, she wasn’t exactly in a very good position to punish her foe for her disobedience. Quite on the contrary, it was Minerva who was having to fend Ari off. And at the moment her efforts to do so were proving unsuccessful.

Thrash about as she might, she was still dragged out to the middle of the ring, both the perfect distance away from the ropes, and in the perfect spot to give the fans the best possible view while Ari continued to work the champion over. A hand grasped tightly onto Minerva’s breast and squeezed, eliciting a noise that sounded like a perfect mix between a cry of pain and a blissful moan from the ravenette’s lips. She clenched her teeth and tried to stifle any further noises from escaping, though that alone was quite a difficult task, especially while Ari kept her tightly restrained and continued to squeeze on her large breast. Given their positioning, she knew perfectly well Ari could try to choke her out from here if she really wanted to. The fact that she wasn’t trying to do so only meant she wanted to keep Minerva awake while she sexually humiliated her, a thought that made Minerva’s attempts to escape Ari’s clutches all the more desperate.

Matters quickly grew even worse when that hand released her breast only to pull on her top, which easily slid off thanks to the oil. Minerva’s own hand tried to reach up and hold it in place, but by then it was already too late. Her tit was in full view and completely exposed, earning a fresh wave of cheers from the crowd. Grunting in both frustration and because of the effort she was exerting, she continued to push against any part of Ari her hands could reach in hopes of getting her foe off of her, though her chances of doing so still seemed rather slim.

Ari smiled out as she dragged Minerva into the center of the ring, the center of the glorious stage that was a Hentai Championship Match. Her hand firmly grasping at the oil breast, constantly re-affirming that grip to ensure that she continued massaging the breast and keeping Minerva under control. Each lovely moan of pleasure and pain that left her mouth was a delight in of itself for the Challenger. Ari and Minerva continuing to struggle against each other in a bout of sexual supremacy, she wanted everyone to watch as the Queen would be toppled. But most importantly, she wanted Minerva to know just how helpless she was in the oil with her.

Choking Minerva out would've given Ari much room to work with in putting away Minerva and securing the Championship around her waist. But she didn't want it to end like that. There was another thing that she wanted back from Minerva, her pride. Ari wanted Minerva to struggle against her with everything she had and watch as it wouldn't be enough to protect her championship. There was no better way about it and the position she was in was definitely backing that mentality as she pulled the top and revealed a tit. The crowd cheered at the sight of the exposed tit, Ari would've enjoy seeing the tit herself, but she'd just have to go off of the crowd's reaction as she continued to struggle against Minerva.

The Champion was fighting hard to get Ari off of her, but Ari was fighting just as hard to keep on, switching arms to keep Minerva controlled with the necklock. Her now free hand would move over to the other covered tit, trying to free that as well from the top. If she was successful, she would seek to embarrass Minerva by attempting to hook the arm underhook style to catch her in a chicken wing crossface. The hold would've been two fold, stretching out Minerva as she thrusted her hips into the back of Minerva to bend her backwards, while the other half was to show off those freshly exposed breasts!

No matter how hard Minerva tried to fight against Ari, she simply did not have the positioning or leverage needed to force the challenger off of her. And much to her dismay, the white haired beauty was making the most out of the opportunity before her. Despite her efforts not to, Minerva couldn’t help but moan while Ari’s hand squeezed and massaged her breast. The hand finally moved, but only to expose Minerva’s other breast. The move was sudden, and the Dane’s reaction once again was too slow to prevent her top from being grabbed and pulled. Now both her breasts were on full display, to the delight of everyone in the arena, with the lone exception of course being Minerva herself.

Again she felt Ari shifting behind her, but couldn’t tell immediately what the girl was up to, but answer became clear pretty quickly. Minerva’s arm was hooked and pulled back, and the chickenwing was firmly locked in. The trapped champion cried out in pain while Ari stretched her body, forcing Minerva’s chest out and giving everyone an even better look at her large breasts. She felt quite possibly more vulnerable and exposed now than she ever had since stepping foot in this league. And if things continued this way….well, Minerva couldn’t bear to allow that to happen.

“Damn...you…!” she hissed.

Grimacing in pain, the ravenette tried to jerk her body to the side and throw herself down onto her front. Even if it worked, that alone likely wouldn’t free herself from Ari’s hold. But it was all she could think to do to cover and protect her chest.

Grabbing onto the other tit's cover, Ari exposed both oily breasts of Minerva, smiling to herself as she continued to work on the Champion. Now that her top was no longer protecting both of her breasts, she'd wrap the arm of the Queen as she fell onto her back as she locked in the Chickenwing. Her arm wrapped around the neck was constantly shifting between keeping the arm pressed against Minerva's chest and grabbing at her chin, mostly because Ari's grip kept slipping on the chin. The chickenwing was a good submission hold, easy to lock in and keep, but for Ari who had only started to actually learn to wrestle only recently she wasn't taken full advantage of it.

Without wrapping her legs around Minerva's waist, she couldn't prevent the Queen from rolling off of her and was forced to follow. Her arms remained tight on Minerva as Ari shifted onto her knees, trying to mount Minerva's back, sliding in the oil as she kept her head next to Minerva's. "What's wrong Queen? Having trouble wrestling little old me!?" she shouted out, puffing out her own chest to push into Minerva's back as she kept on her rival.

With Minerva on her chest, Ari's attempts to embarrass her was impeded, but Ari was not going to be denied. Releasing the arm, she tried to slither it onto Minerva's chest and grab at one of the exposed breasts for another squeeze. "Moan for me again, let me hear you enjoy this!"

Minerva managed to get herself down onto the mat, denying the crowd their view of her exposed breasts while weakening Ari’s hold in the process. However, it didn’t free her from the white-haired beauty’s clutches, nor did it provide Minerva with many options to work with from here. That problem was only worsened by the fact that Ari had clung onto her while she went down. She could feel the challenger’s hips and breasts bearing down on her back. And of course, she could hear Ari’s taunting words all too clearly as they were shouted out right by her head.

“Rgh! Get...off me--Aaaahh!!” she moaned out when Ari’s hand squeezed on her breast again. Minerva absolutely detested being on the receiving end of any sort of domination whatsoever. But Ari truly was a master of her craft, and even the arrogant Dane couldn’t deny the pleasure she felt at the woman’s touch. Ari had sat on her face, stripped her top off, and now was groping her entirely against her will, and there was almost nothing she'd been able to do about it. That only added to all of her mounting anger and humiliation.

Desperate now to throw Ari off of her Minerva began to squirm and buck wildly from side to side. And if that alone failed to unseat the challenger from her perch on her back, the ravenette would flail her right elbow back into any part of Ari she could reach with as much power as she could muster.

Keeping Minerva on the defensive as she kept on her back, refusing to let the Hentai Champion get any reprieve from her assault as she grabbed on to her breast. She was not going to let her slippery rival worm her way free of her as she shifted on the Queen's back, her oily breasts continuing to mash into her back as she squeezed tightly on to the tit. Dictating the pace of the match, Ari knew the longer she continued doing this the more riled Minerva would be. This tactic had it's pros and cons, but Ari only focused on what mattered to her.

Putting Minerva in her place.

Deciding on how and what Minerva could do and feeling her struggle against her felt great against a woman who had such a heightened opinion about herself. Her blue eyes widened when Minerva suddenly began to buck from side to side, like a wild animal that greatly loosened Ari's grasp as she struggled to stay on top of Minerva. Her grip on the tit completely gone as she was squeezing around on Minerva's waist to keep herself on top.

But that was swiftly dealt with as Minerva's elbow smashed right into her tit.

"Aaaaah!" Ari screamed out as she covered her chest in pain, falling backwards and into the oil!

Minerva had managed to throw Ari off of her, but the Dane felt no sense of relief from it. That elbow strike had been a wild blow thrown out of pure desperation. And the thought that she’d been rendered so desperate was nothing short of infuriating to her. She was supposed to be asserting herself as the dominant queen of hentai wrestling tonight, yet it was all she could do just to get Ari away from her!

Growling with rage, the champion planted her hands on the oily mat and slowly pushed herself up to her knees, before she turned to glare at Ari’s downed form. Wisdom dictated she punish Ari by methodically wearing her down now that she was one on the defensive. However, something far more insidious and devastating was on Minerva’s mind. Yes, this was a match for the Hentai Championship, but the only thing pleasurable about what the raven haired woman had planned would be the cries of agony coming from Ari’s lips!

Shuffling near her foe’s head, Minerva positioned herself behind the girl and grabbed a handful of her white hair, then eased up to her feet while starting to roughly pull Ari up with her. “I’m going to end you!” she hissed, before lowering her head between the challenger’s legs to hoist her up onto her shoulders. Minerva was looking to set her rival up for her deadly Queen’s Landing finisher! The only trouble was that the oil was making it profoundly difficult to keep her balance while she lifted Ari up. Her feet started to slide around, and it was likely a miracle she didn’t topple over and collapse to the mat. Still, this was making it take much longer to get Ari into position. But she was confident once she got there, it would spell the end for the challenger!

Ari was coughing, she still was not yet used to the violent side of wrestling and the fact that it was Minerva who struck her made her even more angry. How the beautiful woman could get underneath Ari's skin so much was something that the white haired beautiful couldn't understand. Squirming around in the oil, Ari was left vulnerable as Minerva stalked her, looking to give something Ari has never once experienced as her wrists were seized, wrapping them around her stomach as she felt the head of Minerva slipping between her legs from behind. Her eyes widened as she felt herself being raised up out of the oil and now was precariously balancing on Minerva's shoulders.

Being this high up and with only oil protecting her if she were to be driven like this, Ari wasn't sure if she could handle it as she instinctively started to struggle, there was no way that Minerva could keep this posture while standing in oil! Or so Ari would like to believe.

But with the alternative being just sitting on Minerva's shoulders and hoping for the best, Ari was not willing to do as such. With her hands seized by Minerva's, it gave her a form of leverage in a way as she would tuck forward, trying to roll herself down onto the mat while pulling Minerva with her. If she was able she would try to end up in the reverse face sit position with Minerva's sex right in front of her, in perfect position for her Head Over Heels finisher where she would look to pleasure Minerva into a docile state!

To Minerva's credit, keeping her balance for as long as she had was quite a feat in and of itself, given the circumstances. It wouldn't have taken much at all to cause Minerva to slip on the oil and collapse right to the mat in a painful crash. This level of recklessness was very much unlike her, but it was a direct reflection of how badly she wanted to decimate Ari.

But even though she managed to avoid falling, things still found a way to go horribly wrong for the champion. She was almost completely upright, when suddenly she was pulled into a forward roll. The raven haired beauty found herself flat on her back, with Ari's hips once again right over her head! Her eyes went wide in panic, but Ari sat on her face well before the Dane could even attempt to prevent it!

"Mmmmph!!!!" she screamed in protest while trying to struggle beneath her foe. But Minerva's legs pulled up and restricted in Ari's arms, and then she felt the challenger's tongue begin to work against her sex. Immediately Minerva's already desperate struggles doubled their effort, while a mixture of screams and moans were muffled against Ari's ass. The pinned queen's hands slid against the girl's rear and hips, but could not budge her from her seat. And even as much as she hated this, it was clear Ari was bringing her closer and closer to an orgasm by the second! And to make matters worse, the smother combined with the skilled efforts of Ari's tongue were sapping Minerva of her breath and strength. And quickly her resistance began to weaken...

Ari's fortunes came falling right into her lap, or rather right onto Minerva's face as she kept her face buried in Minerva's crotch. She wasted little time in eating out the royal pussy of Minerva, tongue lashing at the lower folds ever so violently. With her freed hands she would immediately wrap them around the waist of Minerva, keeping her folded and preventing the Champion from squirming away as their oily bodies continued to writhe against each other in the bout of sexual supremacy.

Ari could feel it, she could feel Minerva's thrashing weakening, slowly but surely. She was going to show the Queen and Hentai Champion, and pillager of her title of Queen of Pudding that she was not one to be trifled with! "Mmmmmmm!!" She moaned into Minerva's crotch, her hands locked tightly on the Queen's butt, mashing those toned cheeks into her palms as she was looking to sexually attack Minerva from every direction.

But it wasn't enough for her. She was looking for a bit of payback, remembering how Minerva used her face as her throne. She would begin to grind her butt right into the Queen's lovely face! What poetic just it was!