AV 19 MINERVA vs. Ari Nagawa

This felt so perfect. Minerva’s last encounter with Ari in the ring had ended with the Dane being used as her rival’s throne, and a tool for the woman’s own personal pleasure. But this time around, Minerva was starting things in the exact opposite direction. Now she was the one comfortably seated on top of Ari while sexually humiliating her in front of thousands of watching eyes. The hatred and defiance in her enemy’s eyes as they stared up helplessly at Minerva from between her cake-smeared thighs just made it all that much more perfect.

Minerva purred, inching forward to straddle Ari’s neck while bringing her thighs in to frame her rival’s face, ensuring she wouldn’t be able to turn that furious gaze of hers away. Then she began to slide her fingers back and forth in Ari’s mouth, dragging them over the girl’s tongue as they went. “Keep sucking, you little slut,” Minerva taunted, basking in the glory of this moment, until the ref at last insisted that she get off of her foe to start the next round. The Dane complied, but only after dragging her fingers up Ari’s tongue one last time on their way out of her mouth, and then delivering a hard slap right to her cheek! Only then did Minerva shift off of Ari and stand up, sauntering away a few feet and then turning to smirk at her enemy with her hands resting on her hips, showing just how confident she was that each round tonight would end just as favorably for her as this one had.

Ari's face was twisted with pleasure and anger, the mixture of opposite emotions was scattered all over her face. On the one hand, the pleasure she had always been accustomed to and relish in throwing herself head first into was always a nice feeling, but on the other hand it was none other than Minerva who was giving it to her. Taunting and mocking her while doing so, demeaning her as a woman and as a sexual warrior as she swirled her cum coated fingers in her mouth, giving Ari no choice but to taste herself in the most humiliating way possible.

Eventually the referee was forced to step in and remove Minerva from her, giving Ari the chance to finally breathe as she began to cough for air, but not before Minerva's hand came swatting across her cheek for a loud and painful smack. She rolled on her fours, suspending herself out of the cakey goodness as her body was covered in the filling. She growled, anger continuing to well inside of her as she looked up to Minerva, the Invading Queen was so confident of herself, standing with her hands on her hips and looking down on her as if she had already won this grudge match.Her eyes were burning with rage as she glared daggers into Minerva as the referee came in to see if Ari was ready to resume the match.

But Ari was in no mood to wait.

"Raaaaaaaaah!" She burst out from the cake, shoving past the referee as she dove in at Minerva, trying to tackle Minerva down into the cake as she let loose a battle cry!

Minerva couldn’t have possibly asked for a better start to things tonight. The exhilaration and satisfaction of pinning Ari down, making her cum, and then forcing her to suck on fingers covered in her own juices… The experience was far sweeter for Minerva than any cake would ever be, and the best part was knowing that in spite of the humiliation Ari had no doubt felt, she had also enjoyed it to an extent.

However, Minerva made a mistake by not standing further back from her rival now. She had gotten off of her like the ref insisted, but had stayed dangerously close to her. The Dane found herself surprised and caught off guard when Ari suddenly got up and charged head on right into her! “Ugh!” Minerva grunted as she was tackled off her feet and came crashing down into the cake with Ari right on top of her!

Launching herself up and charging into Minerva, Ari's arms wrapped around the Opposing Queen as she drove her shoulder, sweeping the legs as she brought the two down into the cake once more! Filling and pieces flew up as the two Queens brought their battle back into the cake, Ari landing on top of Minerva as she crawled up the body, laying down on Minerva as her hands sunk through the cake and sinking into the hair of Minerva, pulling the head up out of the cake before slamming it right back down.

The more violent approach was fueled by all of Ari's frustration that Minerva was actively and passively inflicting onto Ari ever since she came back. Those feelings only got more exasperated as this match went on with, remembering how Ari hated everything about her opponent. From how drop dead gorgeous she was, to that oppressive and overbearing attitude of hers, and how she was showing her sexual prowess over her.

She hated it all.

"You stupid bitch! You're not going to win this time!" she screamed out as she tried to position her lower body, sitting on Minerva's lap as she leaned forward to continued smashing Minerva's head into the back.

Minerva had been caught completely off guard. It wasn’t that she didn’t expect Ari to be so angry. That much she had fully expected, as would anybody seeing the humiliation she had subjected her rival to. But she hadn’t foreseen that Ari’s rage would be unleashed on her so suddenly. Minerva had underestimated the driving force of her enemy’s anger and adrenaline, which had now proved to be a costly mistake.

Now the tables had turned quite drastically, and it was being mounted and held down in the cake, while a pair of hands gripped onto her hair and used it to slam her head into the cake. She let out a grunt and winced, but not so much from the impact itself. The cake was a fairly decent cushion, and being slammed into it didn’t particularly hurt. But having her head yanked back and forth so forcefully was very disorienting.

“Get your hands...off me!” she hissed through grit teeth, hands moving to Ari’s wrists in an effort to pry them off. But the world was spinning dizzyingly around her, making it hard to effectively command her strength. Minerva resisted as much as she could, but something told her she would have little choice but to endure the disorienting torment for now.

Taking Minerva down into the cake and scrambling on top, Ari was operating at a different pace than usual. Instead of the long and slow grounding style she went for to maximize the grinding and sex between her and her opponent, she was using a more brazen and frenzied pace to ensure that she could inflict pain on to her rival! Ari could feel the different emotions running through her, anger and fury with the singular desire to put Minerva back in her place and humiliate her once again.

Her hands sunk in the soaked hairs of the Dane, she slammed the back of her head into the cake's filling over and over again. It may have not given the amount of force that she wanted, the loud sounds of the splashing echoing out with the roar of the crowd around them, but it definitely gave her an outlet of all that pent up frustration.

With disorienting Minerva, Ari sought to change her positioning as she pushed up, straddling the Danish Queen as she smirked down on the Queen as she yanked her hands away, "Not even in your dreams!" she shouted as she lifted her right hand, swinging it down to smack across Minerva's face before bringing it back for a backhand across the face!

The repeated slams of her head into the cake were as infuriating as they were dizzying, though there seemed to be nothing Minerva could do about it at the moment. And when it finally stopped, her senses all were too scrambled for her to effectively fend Ari off. She just held tightly onto her rival’s wrists, but even that wouldn’t help her for long.

The Dane groaned lightly as her foe’s weight settled more firmly on top of her while Ari sat up straight. And then with a sudden yank both of her arms were freed from Minerva’s grip! Her hands pursued, trying to capture them again, but before they could make any progress one of Ari’s hands swung down and delivered a forceful, disrespectful slap right to Minerva’s face! Her head whipped to the side, and was then sent back the other way with a backhand blow!

“You little…!” she hissed under her breath, teeth clenching with rage as she threw her right hand up in an effort to deliver a slap of her own! But from her back, there wasn’t as much power behind it as she would’ve liked, and it wouldn’t be difficult for Ari to defend herself or even avoid the slap as long as she saw it coming. Minerva normally would’ve been wise enough to take all of that into consideration. But her anger had won out, and she just wanted to slap that smirk right off of Ari’s face!

The feeling of dominating Minerva was still the same that she had remembered all those years ago in the last time they fought, when Ari had wrenched the title off of her in dominate fashion and it was just as satisfying now as it was then. There was no other person on the planet that Ari enjoyed slapping the taste out of their mouth more than the cake covered woman underneath her as her hand whipped across the face, knuckles digging into the cheek as it passed her face as cake was smeared off of the Dane and went flying off and out of the pool. A nasty smile continued to remain on Ari's face as she continued to have her way with Minerva, seeing the arm swing upward with little windup due to Minerva's positioning.

She pulled her head back to avoid the swing, barely clipping her cheek as she quickly pounced on the missed attack with raising her hips off of Minerva and grabbing at the arm. She would continue pushing it to force Minerva onto her stomach and take her back, further limiting what the Dane could do in a more vulnerable position. And Ari's grin grew ever darker as she took two handfuls of Minerva's once raven hair and conveniently enough there was two pig tails for her to pull on.

"A Queen like you deserves a feast do you not?" she sneered as she pulled back on the hair, arching back Minerva to let her know what was coming, holding her back for a few seconds before attempting to slam her down face first into the cake, dragging her from side to side! "Well eat it! All of it!"

When it came to having the taste slapped out of her mouth, never had that happened more literally than just now. The blow sent small bits of cake and icing flying from her mouth, adding a visual to illustrate just how hard Ari had audaciously struck the Danish queen. Making matters worse, Minerva’s attempt to lash back had not only proven fruitless, but had also given her enemy another opening to catch on.

With her arm seized, Minerva was pulled over onto her front. She felt the hands grab onto her hair, and immediately tried to brace herself to prevent what she knew was coming. But Ari had all the leverage, and Minerva could only hold her off for so long. “I’m going to fucking end y--MPH!!” she barked, the end of her sentence muffled as her face was shoved down into the cake and smeared into it while she squirmed and thrashed furiously beneath her rival!

Ari's lips curled into a big smile as she shoved down Minerva's face into the cake and began to drag it from side to side, leaving a Minerva face sized trail in it. It was even more sweeter knowing that she had gotten Minerva to shut up with a mouthful of cake to shut her up with. It made her all the more eager to continue humiliating her rival.

"Haha! End me!? Because you got a lucky cum out of me?! Even an ugly whore like you can get one orgasm out of any woman here!" she screamed out, yanking the hair back to pull Minerva's face out of the cake, leaning over her shoulder to look at the cream covered face for her own viewing pleasure. "Got something to say now bitch?" she sneered out, leaning forward and dragging her tongue out to lick the cake off of her face!