Chloé Guillaume vs Sister Lucia

[Harem Girl]

As Chloe was trying to recover from the dirty move, she heard a rushing of her opponent. Before the blonde hat the opportunity to try to defend herself, she would feel her opponent's knee dig deep into her midsection.

"OW!!!" The rookie would say as she would clutch up. Before her opponent would have time to follow up, the blonde would attempt to slide out from underneath her opponent, rolling underneath the bottom rope and attempting to make it to the floor. Guillaume wasn't out of the match yet, but she needed time to recover. She still didn't have her vision yet, and she needed to get that back quickly, before she could continue the match. Hopefully this would buy her a minute to regain her lost sight.

[BlackAkuma]

Sister Lucia’s knee found its target and drove deep into Chloe’s midsection, parting it like the Red Sea. She would’ve dearly loved to follow up that substantial attack with something even more punishing, but her opponent had the wherewithal to roll out of the ring before she had the chance, seeking succor on the outside of the ring. Surely, she saw that as some sort of refuge, and in normal times, it would’ve been.

But not today.

Seeing her opportunity, Sister Lucia howled and rocked on her back, caressing her knee as she screeched to draw the referee’s attention. ”Ah, my knee! I think something is broken!”

The referee looked her way and came to assist, which bought her compatriots all the time they needed. Prudence made her move, coming at Chloe from the side, swinging her arm at the woman’s face, and attempting to lay her out with a brutal lariat.

[Harem Girl]

Having pulled to the outside, The french woman would slowly rise to her feet as she continued to blink. With the Lord's blessings, Chloé had started to regain her sight fairly quickly, so good for that. Panting, the blonde would look up just in time to see Sister Lucia roll onto her back and start holding on to her knee, begging for the refree to come and take a look at it.

Taking a second to regain her breath, Guillaume would drop her guard. With her opponent out and needing a doctor to look at her, this gave the farmer girl more than enough time for her to recover as she needed to. Actually, if Lucia's knee was actually broken, then perhaps the match would be called off here, and Chloé would gain free shot to the semi-finals. The blonde felt like she wasn't that blessed, but who knows what God's plan was for her. If nothing else, atleast she had a moment to recover. After all, this was a normal LAW Hentai match, an semi-honorable duel between two women. Its not like this was the Night Games where you always had to be on guard, because at any moment you could jumped from beh.....

BAM!

Completely blindesided by the 6 foot, over 200 pound Catholic train who came spining by her, Chloe offered no defense as the large nun blindsided her, and turned her inside out with a clothesline that showed no Mercy. The poor blonde was was spun in the aire a full 450 degrees, causing her to land roughly on her shoulder when she finally hit the floor. Chloe's was clearly knocked out for a second, but only a mere moment as she slowly started to groan out in pain.

"Uhhhh...." Chloe would moan on the ground, completely defensless at least for the moment.

[BlackAkuma]

As Sister Lucia wallowed in faux pain, she looked under the referee’s legs, ensuring that her compatriots were making the best of the moment. Sure enough, Prudence led the charge, always reliable, while Chastity kept close. Chloe was laid out by a hellacious lariat, making her already dire situation that much worse. Everything Sister Lucia could’ve asked for.

She looked back to the referee, who seemed to be on the verge of throwing up the dreaded X, before she hurriedly rose to her feet. She raised her hands high and danced a quick jig, dispelling the official’s fear. ”I am healed! Praise be, praise be!”

With her way clear now, she made her way out of the ring, sliding out and coming down next to her waylaid opponent. She threw a quick, appreciative nod to her partners, then reached down and grabbed Chloe’s hair, using those golden strands as a handhold to make her stand and throw her in under the bottom rope, where she swiftly followed.

[Harem Girl]

The French girl would still be dizzy in the head as she was grabbed by hair and pulled up and thrown underneath the bottom rope. Rolling into the center of the ring, Chloé would moan out as she watched as Sister Lucia would roll underneath the bottom rope.

To be honest, the blonde didn't know where she was. The screaming crowd and the fact that she was in a ring was enough of a hint to Chloé to let her know she was in a match, but besides that? Who Knew.

Reaching out infront of her, the blonde would pull herself away from the bride of God, pulling herself away from her opponent, and trying to escape to the otherside of the ring. If only she could get to the bottom rope, Chloe didn't need long to recover, she just needed a few seconds to get back into this!

[BlackAkuma]

Like the lion and the lamb, Sister Lucia stalked her prey as she crawled along the canvas, not wanting to pounce too quickly, lest she ruin the moment. True, the wise thing would’ve been to go for the jugular, but the Lord loved a cheerful servant, and there were precious few things she enjoyed than the sight of a withered, battered opponent retreating before her.

She would not let Chloe get too far. She waited until she was close to the ropes, where she might think escape was still a possibility, only for Sister Lucia to reach down, seized her ankle, and pull her back, all the way to the center of the ring.

Once there, Sister Lucia stepped over her foe, pulled that leg back, sat down, and proceeded to fold her in half with a Single-Leg Boston Crab, one of the most brutal, effective moves in wrestling…and one that would leave that lovely space between her legs tantalizingly open.

[Harem Girl]

Mere Inches.

That was how close Guillaume was to the bottom rope. Just mere inches. If she had kept going just a little longer, she would have grabbed hold of it and of gotten the rest she had so desperately needed. The glee in her eye though immediately disappeared as she felt the cold embrace of Lucia's hands, yanking her back and toward center of the ring.


"No No No no!" The blonde would scream as she was dragged back into the center of the ring and placed into the painful submission hold. "Agh!!! Let go of me!" Chloé would scream out. Flailing her arms. Under normal circumstances, this wouldn't be to hard to get out of, but now? The train wreck that she had gotten herself into was still hurting her ability to think straight. Left with little choice, the blonde would reach behind her, and desperately start swiping at her opponent, even though her reach was no where near enough to grab hold of something that she would have been able to use to preform some sort of counter or break the hold.

[BlackAkuma]

Sister Lucia had Chloe exactly where she wanted her - it was almost too easy, really. The girl had spunk, she would give her that much, but she was ultimately nothing against one so thoroughly blessed as she, and this was the inevitable result. A part of her - a silly, sporting part - was of a mind to let her go, to give her some semblance of a chance, but she tossed those notions away with little thought. To claim victory here and now would be such a wonderful statement, she didn’t dare pass up such an opportunity.

”No,” She shook her head at Chloe’s begging words. ”I don’t think I will. Quite the opposite, I’m afraid.”

With those foreboding words, Sister Lucia proceeded to ease up on the hold, but her reasons for doing so were far from altruistic. No, she simply wanted to make it easier for her to reach her opponent’s pussy, which she did with her spare hand, sliding her hand over the woman’s softness and starting a slow, subtle rub, picking up speed with every second. Not going for the climax just yet, but taking the time to stoke Chloe’s fires, wanting to see what reactions she would get from the little whore.

[Harem Girl]

"Ugh!!"

The younger french woman would scream out as she felt her leg being bent back further and further. While it wouldn't have done anything, the blonde almost even started to tap out just to get the pain to stop, before suddenly, the pain would start to lessen. Chloé would be confused for a few seconds, but suddenly would feel a hand starting to play with her womanhood. Of course that was what the sinful sister was going to do. This was a Hentai match after all, and there was no way Chloe was going to be brought to an orgasim from the pain of a boston leg crab, so it would make sense that Sister Lucia would lighten up in order to get focus more on pleasing the younger woman.

With the lightened hold, The blonde realized that she had the opporitunity to actually get out... prehaps not easily, but she for certain could do it. For a second, the blonde would actually start to shift her weight, but then stop for a second as an idea came to her head. While still in pain from the submission hold and now being sexually assualted, all in all the farmer girl wasn't in that bad of a spot. It would probably take at least a minute, if not longer before the blonde was actually in any significant danger of damage to her leg or actually starting to lose her mind from sexual urges. That combined with the fact that she was looking for a way to recover from her head injury, led Chloe to only one choice.

Putting her head down, The blonde would burry her face into her forarm, trying to just take the pain and pleasure. She didn't need to do this for long, just long enough for her head to recover. She would even go as far as to yell out "S....Stop! Don't do these Lewd things to me! You Pervert!"


Trying to make it look like she was in pain, Chloé would breathe in slowly and deeply. After about 30 seconds of this, assuming that Sister Lucia wouldn't do anything in the mean time to stop her, The blonde would her face out of her arms and would push her chest off the ground with her forearms. A single leg boston crab can do alot more damage than a double legged boston crab, but in exchange, it leaves one leg free which makes it easier to move around with. Using her free leg and her forearms, Chloe would start to try to drag herself and her smaller opponent over to the corner of the ring. If she was able to do this, the blonde would reach out with both her arms and grab hold of two seperate ropes, hopeing to cause a rope break. If this were to happen, the referee would come over and warn Lucia to break the hold.

[BlackAkuma]

It was almost a shame that the rules of these matches were so limited, restricting them to only an orgasm for a victory. While that was well within her skills, of course, she would’ve preferred something a little more involved, something that would allow her to more thoroughly punish this wicked sinner. A multifall match, perhaps, or one of those Hardstyle Hentai affairs, which she had success with in the past. That would give her the time to dissect Chloe in a more through fashion…

All for her edification, naturally. It fell on her to show this sinner the way, and the longer she had for such a task, the more she would excel at it.

Whatever the case, she would make the best of what she had, and in this moment, she was doing a decent enough job of whittling down her foe with the single-leg boston crab, using it to keep her under control while she worked the real magic.

Stroke, stroke, stroke. She continued to work the woman over, even chuckling at her pathetic cries. ”I’m a pervert? I’m merely the tool of God’s justice whore. This is the path that your wicked ways have brought upon you - you should take them with some dignity, if you can muster that in the small, hollowed pit of your soul.”

She aimed to cut deep with her words, but it would seem Chloe took little heed, as she was able to muster the means for a daring escape, reaching out with a surprising burst of energy and grasping the ropes. Sister Lucia sneered at the act, but she was in no position to deny her attempt, and the referee demanded the hold be released. She milked it for a few moments more, but abruptly let go before she could be disqualified, tossing her foe’s foot down with a dismissive huff.

”I wouldn’t celebrate, were I you.” She reached down, grasped Chloe’s hair, and yanked her back up to her feet. ”You’re postponing your demise, fool, not avoiding it.”