Mariya Vasilyevna vs. Francisca "Devil Cat" Hererra - A Game of Allure

[Arjuna]

Mariya laughed as she would continue grinding one of Francisca's tits under her heel. Then, she stopped before the referee went to get on her case. She considered what to do next, and after thinking for a while, the Russian woman would bend down to grab Francisca by her head, pulling her back up onto her feet.

From there, Mariya would hoist Francisca up, putting her onto her shoulders to carry her in a fireman's carry. She would then parade her around, jerking the luchadora's body to make it painful and uncomfortable. All the while, the Russian woman had a vicious smirk etched on her face.

[arktriumph]

Francisca gasped with relief as Mariya finally stopped squashing her breast. She lay there, chest heaving up and down, her hands gently cupping her aching tit as she tried to recover. It wasn't long before her adversary continued the assault, however, dragging the Devil Cat to her feet and slinging her unceremoniously over her shoulder in a fireman's carry.

"Nnnghh... no... put me down la puta!" she hissed in frustration as she was paraded around the ring by her dominating opponent, being jerked and bounced every step of the way. Eventually, however, an idea occurred to her.

From her predicament, Francisca attempted desperately to reverse the situation. Slung over Mariya's shoulders, the Devil Cat reached down and attempted to clamp her fingers around one of the Russian woman's breasts, trying to distract her with a painful and lewd maneuver so that she could wriggle free, hopefully landing behind the Russian.

[Arjuna]

Parading the luchadora around in the fireman's carry, Mariya had a vicious smirk on her face, looking like she was enjoying every moment of this. But it seemed that she was unaware that Francisca had something in store for her as she brought her hand onto one of her tits. When her opponent suddenly clawed at her breast, Mariya's eyes widened as she cried out in pain.

"Gahhhh!!!"

The pain distracted her, which allowed Francisca to wiggle herself out of the hold before landing behind her. Mariya would bring her hands onto her aching tit, inadvertently leaving herself an open target for the luchadora.

[arktriumph]

Francisca's unorthodox tactic was enough for her to get loose, quickly sliding her lithe, nimble frame off of Mariya's shoulders and landing neatly on both feet behind the Russian. She glared at her opponent's back, now feeling like it was time for a little bit of well deserved revenge for the beating Mariya had dished out so far.

Stepping to the side, she would grab Mariya's head with both hands and attempt to pull her opponent backwards and down. As the Russian wrestler would fall backwards, the Devil Cat would drop down to one knee, the other knee extended for Mariya's back to smash into as she fell! If she succeeded she would drape the Russian over her knee, one hand pushing beneath Mariya's chin, while the other would viciously grope at the Russian's vulnerable crotch.

[Arjuna]

Still trying to soothe her aching tit that was clawed by her opponent, Mariya had presented herself as a vulnerable target for Francisca, who landed right behind her. This allowed the luchadora to pull her backwards, which caught the Russian by surprise. Before she knew it, Mariya was brought back first onto Francisca's knee, landing harshly on it, and the blonde vixen yelled out in pain.

"AAGHHH!!!"

Still draped over Francisca's knee, Mariya was unable to stop her opponent from working on her as she started stretching her body, with one hand going to her chin and the other going to her crotch, which she began to viciously grope. "AHHHH!!! AAAUGH!!!!" Mariya cried out in pain as she was put in a rather precarious position.

[arktriumph]

"You're playing the Devil Cat's game now, senorita!" Francisca sneered as she continued to mercilessly stretch Mariya over her knee, at the same time working over her opponent's crotch with practiced ease. She continued to mete out the humiliating assault for a moment, until, satisfied that Mariya would be in a pliable state, she shoved the Russian woman unceremoniously off of her knee.

With Mariya flat on her back, Francisca then moved over to the other wrestler's head, easing the blonde up off the mat just enough for her to wrap her voluptuous thighs around the Russian in a headscissor. She grinned deviously, now thriving on being back in control of the match and having Mariya at her mercy. She idly ran a hand through her opponent's hair as she kept her locked in the headscissor, smirking.

[Arjuna]

Mariya was forced to endure this, and it left her exhausted and humiliated. Soon, she was then pushed off of Francisca's knee, and she landed on the mat in a heap. Groaning in pain, Mariya was unable to stop her opponent from subjecting her to another torture as the luchadora went to wrap her legs around her head, putting her into a headscissor.

"Nnnghhh... ngahhhhh!!!" Mariya moaned in pain as she felt the pressure coming from Francisca's thighs wrapped around her neck. She started struggling as she would try to find a way to escape this predicament, though at the moment, it looked like she was fully trapped in the hold, leaving herself under the mercy of her opponent.

[arktriumph]

An evil grin spread across the Devil Cat's face as she trapped Maryia in the headscissor, gradually asserting her dominance over the Russian wrestler. She squeezed her lithe thighs tightly, hoping to weaken her adversary even more.

Then she opened her legs slightly, shifting her position slightly. As she moved, she grabbed a handful of Mariya's blonde hair and shoved the woman's nose and mouth against her crotch before closing her legs again, attempting to smother her adversary against her. With her new position locked in, Francisca slowly began gyrating her hips, grinding herself against Mariya's face with a moan of pleasure.

"You like the taste, senorita?" she cooed. "It's the taste of me beating you, so you better get used to it!"

[Arjuna]

Mariya was in deep trouble at the moment as Francisca continued squeezing her head in the headscissor. She struggled and fought back, but so far, she remained trapped, and soon, Francisca decided to change things a little as she went for something more provocative, shoving Mariya's nose and mouth against her crotch, smothering her.

"Mrrphhhhh!! Mrrppphhh!!!"

Mariya thrashed about, trying her best to escape. In her desperation, the Russian woman would try to jab at the side of Francisca's body, hoping that the sudden strike would force her to relinquish the hold, allowing her to break free.

[arktriumph]

Francisca let out a long purr of pleasure as Mariya thrashed around, her face buried between the Devil Cat's thighs. The feeling of the Russian's nose and mouth pressing into her crotch send shudders through Francisca's body and she couldn't help beginning to gyrate slowly against her opponent's face. Her eyes began to drift shut as she lost herself in the moment of dominance.

In that moment, however, the Costa Rican cat-woman let her guard down. Distracted as she was, she didn't see Mariya's desperate jab coming, and the Russian hit her hard in her side, sending a jolt of pain through Francisca's abdomen.

"Aggh!" she yelped, both hands clutching quickly at the impact point. Her legs opened slightly as she slumped onto the canvas, allowing Mariya a brief window off opportunity to escape.