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.

[BlackAkuma]

As far as Lucia was concerned, this match was over.

Oh, Chloe might’ve thought otherwise. She might have had some silly notions about being able to survive this. She might’ve thought herself the heroine in this story, that the All Mighty was looking down on her, that, if she wished and willed it hard enough, a miraculous victory would come to her, like the Biblical heroes she so admired.

Utter nonsense.

She wasn’t Daniel when he faced the lion, or Shadrach in the flames. There would be no salvation from on high, no blessed turnaround, for a simple reason - the Lord was not in Chloe’s corner; she was in Lucia’s. He would not side with a common whore over his chosen faithful.

But some lessons are hard to learn, and such was the case here. Thankfully, though, Sister Lucia was nothing if not a dutiful teacher.

As Chloe inched her way forward, dragging their combined weight with one arm, she ramped up the pressure and picked up the tempo, moving faster against the woman’s sex. Any semblance of intimacy was gone - this was brute force, this was raw. She clenched her teeth and worked at a furious pace, determined to drive her opponent to a climax. In truth, there was little point - even if Chloe reached the ropes, it would be a simple matter to drop the hold, pull her away, and begin afresh.

That was not what Sister Lucia craved. This match was hers to win, and she had decided to do so now. Chloe could fight, she could kick and scream, but it was going to happen. ”Give up, you stupid little-”

With an exasperated cry, Sister Lucia threw herself away from the ropes and rocked over to her back, while she kept the hold in place - it would make for an awkward position, but that was hardly a problem when the tradeoff was making it nigh impossible for her foe to reach the rops. Chloe was hers. The match was hers, and it was high time this little fool realized it.

[Harem Girl]

The Rookie found herself mere inches away from the rope. She was so close to actually escaping, actually grabbing the rope and escaping this hellish nightmare. She could feel Lucia increasing the speed and tempo of her assault, something that caused Chloe's eyes to roll into the back of her head but she kept moving forward. Dragging her and her opponent towards the rope. Then... at the final second....

With a scream of excretion and a feat of great strength, the nun rolled backwards while keeping Chloe in the hold, keeping the French woman away from the ropes and still in the hold. Due to the positioning of the submission being completely different then what its intended purpose was, it would be mere child's play for even a novice wrestler to slip out of the predicament that Guillaume found herself in if given a mere second.

If only Chloé had a mere second.

Left with no strength, no energy, and no willpower left, the blonde's clasp would clamp down on Lucia's fingers, as she let out a powerful orgasm, drenching both her inner thighs and the fingers of the Spaniard. Right in view of the official, the French wrestler would cry out, screaming out in lust like a common whore "CUMMMIINNGGGG!!!!"

Before the blonde had even finished, the official would verify the climax before getting up and turning to the time keeper "Thats it! She done! Ring the bell." And before the girl could even finish, the bell announcing Lucia the victor would be rung.

DING! DING! DING!

[BlackAkuma]

Sister Lucia did have to admit, Chloe had a rather beautiful voice.

It was a wondrous sound, really, as the woman finally screamed her submission into the warm air. This long, lilting sound sent a shiver down Sister Lucia’s back. She didn’t just hear it, she felt it, as it traveled through the woman’s body, as she shuddered, as her body finally gave out at the critical moment and all her hopes and dreams turned to ashes in her mouth.

Quite exquisite.

Sister Lucia did not let the woman go immediately after the bell; instead, she savor her victory for a few seconds, reveling in her glory. It was only at the referee’s insistence that she finally released the hold and let Chloe flop away, before she rose to her feet - or tried to. She stumbled halfway up, as the pains of the match finally caught up with her, but she was able to master herself soon enough and stand up straight.

”And so, it is done.” She breathed deep and made her satisfaction known to the crowd, who were, of course, raining down their usual vile insults. She waved them away, then turned her attention back down to Chloe.

”I do hope you’ve learned your lesson, trollop.” She placed one hand on her hip and the other to her mouth to lick it clean. ”Should you ever require further instruction, seek me out. I will not be hard to find after I am crowned as your new champion.”

Sister Lucia enjoyed a quick giggle, then promptly slipped through the ropes and made her way up the ramp, with her lieutenants following promptly behind.

[Harem Girl]

As soon as Chloé had finished her orgasim and was finally let go, the blonde would lay down in a puddle of her own sweat and love juices as the nun would let her go and stand over her to a chorus of boos. The Frenchwoman would try to stand up to at least keep a shred of her dignity, but found herself unable to rise to her feet, being forced to gravel on the ground in a humiliating fashion. After Lucia would leave the ring, a group of medical staff would come rushing down to Guillaume's side, getting stretcher to put her on. At first the French wrestler would fight against them, not wanting to be carried of in such a manner. No matter how bad Chloe had been after a match, she had never been carried out of the ring before by medical attention, but this time the officials forced it and would make her get on the stretcher and bring her into the back. Chloé over the top praise of modesty and pushback on LAW's sexualized practices had always made her a controversial character among the LAW universe, many finding her actions hypocritical. That being said for the first time in a long time, the crowd seemed to be universally on the side of the Catholic.

As the crowd cheered for Guillaume, the French woman would hide her face in her arm. Realistically, the blonde knew that a rookie like her had no chance to actually win the H-1 tournament. She knew she wasn't going to be a big name afterwards. Still though... to go out like this? In such a humiliating and unfair manner? It hurt more than one could understand.


While being carted off, Chloé's mind went to the final words of the nun. ”Should you ever require further instruction, seek me out." Of course the blonde had every intention to find Sister Lucia one day once she recovered. While she had been eliminated from the H-1, she was still a wrestler that wasn't going to let this go lying down. Now, she was no longer in LAW just to make money while trying to find another job. The rookie had a goal in mind, and she was going to do anything in her power to make sure she succeeded.


Winner by Orgasim: Sister Lucia