"Mousey" Minerva Vs. Alena Saint

Instead of simply letting go, Minerva squeaked and clung tightly onto Alena. It wasn't until she felt herself falling that she realized the error of her ways. When she felt Alena's knee slam into her groin she shrieked and fell backwards. She quickly shoved both of her hands between her legs and began sobbing uncontrollably. She was so focused on the pain she couldn't even manage to look up at Alena.

Alena nearly fell herself after the effort it had taken to pull of that move. The after effects of Minerva's pleasure moment were beginning to wear off. But Alena had to make good of it by keeping her advantage. She would lift Minerva to her knees by her hair, then shove her between her legs in a standing headscissors. From there she would start to squeeze.

Minerva yelped as she was pulled up by the hair. "Eeep!" She said and as she was put in the head scissor she continued to whimper. One hand went to Alena's legs while the other continued to rub her still tender groin. She wasn't one to put of much of a fight herself and all she could do was try and tug her head out of the head scissors.

Alena sighed in relief. There wasn't much Minerva could do from down there. And it gave her the chance to get her second wind. Minerva wsn't even struggling that much, easpecially not after that atomic drop, so it was relatively easy to keep her in the headscissors.

"Sorry, Mine-chan," she told the small girl. "But I'm going to have to win now." With that she would wrap her arms around Minerva's waist and lift her clean off the ground, setting her up for a piledriver. She wouldn't follow through right away, just keep her opponant suspended upside down.

"Waaaah!" Minerva cried as she was pulled upside down. She began to flail her arms and kick her legs in an attempt to try and escape the hold. "Nooo!" She cried. "Lena-chan!" She pleaded. "I'm feeling dizzy." Her eyes widened and her hands went to her mouth. "And sick... ughhuu" She managed. She felt like she was going to throw up. Her head was spinning. "P-please put me down..." She whispered.

Alena's expression softened. She really didn't want to hurt Minerva. But she really didn't want to lose either. The piledriver would surely finish her off, but to a frail girl like Minerva, it might really do some damage.

"Hey, Mine-chan?" she said at the upside-down girl. "How about you just give up now? That way I won't have to hurt you."

Minerva shut her eyes tightly as Alena's words entered her ears. Even here in the ring, someone like Alena would really drop her on her head?" Tears welled up and she began to sob. "You would really drop me if I said no... Lena-chan?" Minerva stuttered out. She couldn't believe it. She had been completely duped by the earlier events of the match. Minerva knew she was basically a push over. She had probably given yup the only chance she would ever have to win because she had thought that things were different than they were. The fact that the match had even lasted as long as it did was purely an accident. Alena had the match won as soon as the bell rang and she could win now at her leisure.

"I-I am serious about winning the match too... Lena-chan." She said as she swallowed hard. "S-so... d-do what you have to do. I..." She then curled up and shut her eyes. She was shivering as she waited for Alena to drop her on her skull.

Minerva's words nearly broke Alena's heart. How could she even think about hurting this girl? She had obviously gained the sympathy of the crowd as well, as most of them were yelling for Alena to let her go. Of course, the more sadistic fans were cheering for her to drop Minerva.

"Maybe there's another way," she muttered. She was looking right at Minerva's crotch when the idea came to her. With a smile, she would dive her tongue inbetween Minerva's panties.

What came next was something that Minerva had not expected. Because of the position she was in, her skirt had fallen and exposed her underwear to the world. She had been so concerned with being dropped on her head that she hadn't even realized it. Now the world was getting a good look at her powder blue cat print panties and most were hooting and hollering over it. When Alena inserted her tongue into Minerva the tiny girl inhaled sharply and her eyes widened. The sense of pleasure surged down her body and she shivered. Tears welled up and rolled down Minerva's forehead but they were not tears of sadness. "Oh Lena-chaaan!" Minevera cried out. "I knew I was right...." She whispered and pulled her arms close to her chest. She beamed and tried her best to smile. The feeling of pleasure washed over her again. "it feels soo gooood." She moaned. The combination of the lightheadedness and Alena's doings had caused her to go limp and swing gently in Alena's grip, her hands drooping against the mat.

It worked! Alena thought gleefully as she continued to wiggle her tongue inside her opponant. Now the tables were turned in the form of sexual humiliation. She knew first hand what she was putting Minerva through, and knew it would weaken her.

Slowly and carefully she would lower herself into a sitting position, still keeping Minerva upside down, laying her upper half on the mat an her legs in the air. From there she would keep lapping at her pussy.