Chloé Guillaume vs Sister Lucia

[Harem Girl]

"Uhhhhh"

The French woman had been completely out cold, and in any other match the referee would have called the match in favor of the bride of God for a knockout

Chloé probably would have been out for the rest of the night, if she wasn't forced awake by a jolt of pain in her legs, as her eyes would shoot open "UGHHHHHH!!!!"

Before the girl could even realize where she was, the blonde would feel herself being wrapped pulled into the embrace of of the smaller opponent. Before she could even tell Fully what was going on, she could feel her breast and womanhood being toyed with by the manipulative hands of Lucia.

"Uhhhhhh! Noooooooo!!!!"

The blonde would scream out, as she would notice the referee in the perfect position to see if Chloe would give into her desires and lose the match or not. Honestly, the blonde wanted to black out again, but knew that she wouldn't be allowed to in the current circumstances.

The hold was in tight, way to tight for Chloé to break out of normally. And she was REALLY Far away from the ropes, so there was little chance that the French farmer girl would be able to pull herself to the rope without any help. Honestly, if this wasn't the H-1 climax, the submissionist would just tap out here to prevent further damage. That being said... The blonde knew she couldn't here. Not because the referee would have ignored it anyways, but she could allow herself to give up on the biggest opportunity of her career. Chloé knew she had only been let into this tournament because another competitor that LAW officials wanted as champion couldn't make it. She knew that LAW had wanted her eliminated in the first round, but here she was... still fighting for her right to be called champion.

This would be the closest that Guillaume would ever be to the Hentai-championship.

The blonde had one free hand, and that would be all that she could use to pull herself, and that would be what she would do. Leaving her body completely to the mercy of Lucia, Chloé would reach out with her right hand, and grab the matt. She would then pull herself forward with great effort and drag herself and the Nun closer to the ropes. The Catholic thought of the story of David, Elijah, Moses, and other heroes through out history had been gifted wisdom, strength, and power to overcome impossible odds to do incredible things! And now, perhaps it would be Chloe's turn to gain these incredible powers

The sexual attack and physical pain had brought Chloé to tears, her muscles were on the verge of ripping, if not having already done so. The only reason the larger wrestler hadn't been brought to an orgasim yet was because she was still wearing her flimsy white one-piece outfit. And even then, that wouldn't last long much longer.

Dragging herself forward, the blonde would pull herself and her opponent until she was inches away from the bottom rope. The Blonde would reach out, mere inches away from the rope, the referee had changed his position so he could see both Chloe's hand and body, so that he could tell if the blonde makes it to the rope before she gives into her lust. The crowd, who were usually 50/50 on if they liked the blonde or not, were now completely behind her, not wanting to see the cheating Lucia obtain a victory after using such a dirty tactic.

Tears in her eyes, covered in sweat and love juices, barely even conscious and on the verge of orgasiming, the Saint Paul de Vence native would reach out desperately for the ropes trying to pull herself that last little inches to the rope.