Crossing the Wire: Nidia Roja vs Barbed Wire

Nidia had to chew on her lips to silence any embarrassing sounds that might’ve come out as Sayuri played with her boobs. And while the luchadora could’ve just waited it out until the tag change was up. Nidia instead acted on instinct and shot her leg out to ram it against the violet haired woman’s belly in a sudden kick.

Of course, Nidia would only realize the mistake she made when she felt the arms around her begin compressing on her to a degree she couldn’t handle. A choking gasp leaving her lips as she felt like her ribs were going to cave in then and there. Instead, the blonde behemoth holding her tossed her away like a wet paper towel. Nidia hit the canvas before rolling onto her stomach with a low groan.

Completely defenseless for whatever the devious tag team had next.

As Sayuri had expected, Barbara had not wasted anytime to first crush and then unceremoniously toss around Nidia. And now she was ready to capitalize on the big power of her big, beautiful girlfriend. Slipping into he ring after receiving a miraculous healing of her aching belly, she would take a satisfying moment to look at the lying beauty.

Smiling in deep satisfaction at the opportunities presented to her in this manner, she would cross the legs of Nidia at the knees and then sit on them with then intention to keep her from getting up again like she had done last time before angling for an arm of the luchadora to trap her further into a hammerlock.
"Sadly we can´t continue where we left, you lie on the front. But rejoice, dear Nidia! I have plenty of fertile hills lying here in front of me."
She would add with a giggle before proceeding to spank the alluring butt of the other girl repeatedly.

Nidia could only press her cheek against the canvas and focus on her breathing. Her ribs no longer felt like they were about to cave in, but getting air back into her lungs was still a struggle. Because of that, Nidia could do nothing as Sayuri strutted her way towards her. No matter how much the luchadora wanted to fight back, her body refused to listen to her commands.

Which was all the violet haired girl needed as she folded back Nidia’s legs and proceed to sit on them to pin them in place. Another groan would leave Nidia’s lips as she felt that and her arm pulled back into a hammer lock. Leaving her with only one arm to push up against. And to defend herself when Sayuri began to swat at her rear!

“H-HEY!! S-stop that!” she shouted, blindly flailing her free arm behind her to try and shove her devious opponent off.

"A rocky land, that I can already tell you for sure. Not very bouncy, but hard as a rock."
Sayuri gleefully continued her analogy of the butt hills while Nidia was blindly fooling around with one hand from her perspective. Then she had an idea in which she could be both helpful and a pest, the mode she preferred to be in the most.

Giving the butt hills a final big slap, she would then look to draw down the trouser of Nidia until she had freed the butt hills from it´s first layer so that she had more to adore. After doing exactly that, she would begin to kiss, bite and lick the lower back and butt of her opponent to put some hot pressure on her.

Nidia groaned as she felt her face heating up in a shameful blush. Barbara’s crushing hug left the luchadora in the perfect position for Sayuri’s play time. Play time that included the violet haired girl playing with Nidia’s rear like it was a set of bongo drums. The only defense Nidia had was a free arm that she waved blindly behind her.

Then as if that wasn’t humiliating enough, Sayuri decided to raise it up to eleven as age began to pull on the hem of her wrestling shorts. Nidia’s body froze as she felt the skin of her ass brush outside air. Then a shocked moan would leave her lips as she began to feel Sayuri’s kisses along her lower back and hips. “HEY!! Wha-what are you doing! Mmm.”

"Oh, the geological rocking of the hill land is coming to an end as it seems."
The Japanese commented when Nidia froze under her treatment.

Trying to take the chance to fully pretzel her opponent up, she would also take the second wrist of the luchadora captive and put it on her back so that she was holding both wrists with one arm.
Funny enough for her was that she would under any other kind of circumstances be able to tie a girl like Nidia up in this way if it was not for the special hentai rules she seemed to be very vulnerable for.
"I have taken you captive, Nidia-chan. But it won´t be the only way you are taken tonight."
Sayuri purred while her hand would slide between the legs of her opponent to rub her there.

Nidia didn’t know why Sayuri kept referring to her rear like it was a geological survey. But that this point she didn’t truly care, she was just doing her best on ignoring the strange sensations that the violet haired woman was inflicting on her. Thankfully the luchadora’s struggles would cause Sayuri to stop her strange work.

Only for the violet haired girl to the grab both of Nidia’s arms and pin them behind her back with one hand. Her free one moving down to rub in between her legs, drawing a hot gasp from Nidia who couldn’t tell if her blush could get any brighter!

"Oh, yes. YES, I can feel you now right where we both want. Alone the thought of touching you right there where your gasp comes from makes me shiver in my clothes already."
And indeed, Sayuri was pretty aroused herself when she saw how Nidia was reacting to her touch, all frozen but still heated up. And all her limbs tied added so uh spice to the situation too as it was by all other means impossible for the small Japanese to hold a powerful women like Nidia down in this way, but the only thing she needed was one finger.

And said finger as looking to rub her opponent into submission, slightly entering and exiting the waiting womanhood with one finger after bypassing and shoving aside the panty posing as last barrier.

Sayuri’s grip wasn’t all that strong, it should’ve been easy for the luchadora to break her grip and escape. Yet the constant rubbing between her legs was splitting her focus on both escape and quelling the rise of pleasure running through her body. And the violet haired girl wasn’t making it any easier as she pushed aside her panties and inserted a finger into her wettening sex.

A feeling which caused her to let out another gasping moan as she felt Sayuri’s finger begin to pump in and out inside of her. Not as far as she could go, but enough to make Nidia feel it. Desperation mounting, the luchadora would yank her arm free and use it to crawl towards the ropes.

It became a race, would Nidia make it? Or would Sayuri force her to her peak before she could?

"Awh, where are you going. You´re disappointing me here a little bit."
Sayuri would not and could not offer much resistance against Nidia freeing her arms from the tiny restrain she had put her in, and her voice was dripping with mocking disappointment when she began to crawl to the ropes.

Being all smug and ignorant as it was in the core of her being, she would merely follow the luchadora by making it as hard as possible for her to move forward, gleefully sandbagging her as good as she could be by blocking her still crossed legs, fingering her softly all the way to the rope. And even further. She had until 4, and the excited look on her face signaled that she fully intended to use that window.