Divine Intervention: Hentai Clash between Goddesses - Mekhit Anwar(D) vs Aphrodite

The match was off to a great start for Mekhit. She already had her opponent flat against the canvas, and if she acted quickly enough, she could potentially keep her that way. She got to her feet immediately after the dropkick, not letting a single second go to waste.

She dashed over to the nearest turnbuckle, and began a rapid ascent up the ropes that adorned either side of it. She placed both her feet on the top turnbuckle, carefully balancing herself as she raised her fist to the audience and met their loud cheers of approval with a triumphant holler of her own.

She slowly began turning herself around, positioning herself so that she still stood on the top rope while now facing her downed opponent.  Aphrodite was already beginning to stir, placing herself on her knees by the time Mekhit was in position. With absolutely not time left to spare, Mekhit bent her knees and began working up the tension in the ropes with methodical bounces. With enough momentum built up, she finally allowed herself to spring upwards into the air, showing off her dazzling aerial ability by performing a single forwards summersault, praying that she would land directly on Aphrodite's back in a painful top-rope splash before the fellow goddess had time to evade!

This newcomer was looking a bit more challenging than what was first thought of her, downing Aphrodite without much issue it appeared. Of course the blonde wasn't going to take this lightly and would begin to pick herself up rather quickly. However, it wasn't quick enough as she was soon the target of an aerial attack, Mehket flying though the air in a dazzling display to smash Aphrodite back down into the mat, squashing her.

"Guhhh!" she would cry out as Mehkit seemed to take easy control of the match and show off to the crowd just what she was capable, making a fool out of Aphrodite. For now plans to strike back would have to wait as the initial pain from the landing began to subside.

The splash had been executed to near perfection, Mekhit landing smoothly on Aphrodite back. The target made for a soft landing for herself, while a much more painful experience for her opponent. She didn't hesitate for a second, immediately rolling off her opponent and coming to rest on one knee at Aphrodite's side. She waited for her opponent to begin picking herself up before threw both her arms around her opponents neck, latching her hands together underneath Aphrodite's chin.

Still one knee, she would begin bending backwards, letting out a mocking laugh as she began unleashing a painful cobra clutch onto her rival. She positioned her arms so they interlocked around her opponents head, and began to follow up by violently shaking the women's head while still reeling backwards in the clutch.

The blonde was laid out after being squashed by her opponent Mekhit. This was looking terribly for the Greek goddess as she continued to be thwarted by the Egyptian newbie once again. Flattened out against the mat, Aphrodite lay now helpless for her opponent to take proper advantage of, a terrible situation for her to be in especially in a match like this one could be. It was why it came to be a surprise for her when instead of going straight for an attempt to win, Mekhit instead going into a Cobra Clutch.

Aphrodite grit her teeth as she heard the laugh of her opponent. She was definitely not pleased at her current situation but could have been far worse if anything. She'd try to pry the arms away from her chin, the situation of being bent back in such a painful angle not helping her one bit.

Mekhit was thoroughly enjoying her domineering performance thus far. She realized she was going a little overboard, ramping up the thrashing at times where Aphrodite was already clearly worn out and prime for the kill. But this was her debut after all, and she had to make a point. Enter the ring with Mekhit daring to question her claim to divinity, and find yourself on the receiving end of a ruthless beating.

Still, Mekhit was no sadist, and after hanging onto the painful clutch for a few more seconds, she finally released her interlocked fingers and let the fellow goddess flop face-first down onto the mat. She had spent the entirety of the match wearing out her opponent, sapping her of as much energy as possible before deciding to toy with her. Now with Aphrodite visibly compromised, she figured she could have her fun without too much resistance.

Mekhit picked herself up into a standing position before making her way to her opponent's feet while she was still sprawled out onto the mat. If Aphrodite was too exhausted to fight back, Mekhit would bend down and grab her ankles, placing them firmly underneath her armpits. She would roll Aphrodite over onto her back if she wasn't already, carefully readjusting her own position so that she still faced her downed rival. She would then lightly tap her foot at Aphrodite crotch, moving in slow and stimulating circles with her toes around Aphrodite's covered pussy as she began warming her opponent up for the more exciting part of the match.

Tries as she might the hold was rather locked in and any other match Aphrodite possibly would have tapped out utterly if it was held any longer and she couldn't escape by then. It wouldn't take long however before she was suddenly let go, Mehkit apparently boring herself of bringing pain to the fellow goddess. It wasn't a good position at all to be in regardless of the match as now left to her own, Aphrodite would lay face down on the mat, slowly trying to pick herself up.

She could only feel as her ankles were grabbed and stuffed under her opponent's arms before being flipped over. This wasn't good and it definitely wasn't as her legs were spread open and a Mehkit's brought sensually down to tease and play with Aphrodite's covered sex. The blonde's arms would try to reach out and stop it, gritting her teeth as the strange yet familiar sensation traveled through her body. Now the true battle had begun.

Mekhit watched as her opponent reached out with her hand, making vain gestures signaling for Mekhti to stop her assault. The Egyptian goddess returned the gesture with yet another mocking laugh of her own, digging in her foot deeper and increasing the pace of her gyration as she continued to work over the fellow goddess. "This is the famed goddess of love?! Pathetic!" Mekhit bellowed out to the crowd, belittling her opponent even more.

She furiously increased the intensity of her footjob, sliding it up and down all over Aphrodite covered sex. She would slow down her assault every few seconds, using the brief lapse to dig in with her toes and excite the folds underneath. She was putting far much work into it then she needed to, doing her best to elicit as quick of a release as possible. Despite her taunts, Mekhit was fully aware of her opponent's reputation. She was famed for sexual endurance, and Mekhit was determined to work away at it as quickly as possible.

After a few more seconds into the attack, Mekhit thought she'd accompany the moment with even more gloating at her opponent's expense. She diverted her gaze away from the women while still keeping up the rubbing sensation, tilting her head towards the crowd in a proud and defiant smile. She release her hold on one of Aphrodite's ankles, letting the leg drop to the mat and instead raising that hand up into the air in a triumphant fist.

This position wasn't a good look for Aphrodite as she was being slowly tortured by Mekhit's, her foot pushing at her sex, teasing and massaging her folds over the slim cloth that protected it. She'd barely hold in a moan, to be attacked like this in her match was humiliating and unique to see, never having ever had this done to her before. This only fueled her ambition to take this rival goddess down and show her the power of the Greek pantheon as she did her best, gritting her teeth as Mekhit began to taunt her, triumphantly raising a fist in the air.

Having done this also meant that one of her legs were free from her opponent's clutches, a perfect opportunity to get out of the hold. It also meant that Mekhit's foot was like a wedge in the odd angle her crotch was now in. This would make Aphrodite relent, allowing a soft moan to escape her lips as she'd raise her freed leg and attempt to kick straight into her opponent's gut in order escape.

Mekhit was moments away from victory, she could practically taste it. The move was both humiliating and effective, with tiny, wet hints of her opponent's arousal ever so slowly beginning to leak through the covered cloth. While her opponent seemed to be doing her best to hide her arousal, Mekhit couldn't help but sense that any second now she'd be reduced to a moaning and orgasmic mess underneath her foot. She was so confident in this assertation that even felt comfortable in using a few seconds to bask in her prowess, loosening her dominant hold of the woman in favor of yet even more taunting.

Aphrodite on the other hand wasn't nearly as out of it as Mekhit seemed to think. Letting go of her leg proved to be a fatal mistake, as her opponent used the opportunity to launch the freed limb outwards and strike Mekhit directly in the gut with a well placed kick! The strike caught the Egyptian women completely by surprise, causing her to stumble backwards and trip over own foot wedged in between Aphrodite's thighs. She landed backwards onto the mat, a loud thud ringing out across the canvas upon impact.

Aphrodite had managed to survive the humiliation of finding herself in orgasm caused by her opponents feet, a humiliating move that no doubt she would have seen in the company magazine, but now pushing through the goddess had soon found herself in a far better position. This position lent herself to something that the goddess was now rather excellent at submission holds and she knew exactly which one that she was going to do against her rather stubborn opponent.

Taking the opportunity when given it, Aphrodite would grapevine her legs around Mekhit's far leg while her arms wrapped around the legs closest. She'd then pull them apart and her plan became far more apparent. Aphrodite was now locking her fellow goddess in a Banana Split Hold, a revealing and painful move.