MRS DUSK - Lady Dusk is married to Kira (although she still has a number of other romantic relationships!)
KITTEN! - Lady Dusk has been permanently collared and claimed by Maris, who refers to her as her "kitten". Maris's rules for her kitten are simple and clear. 1: No calling other girls "mistress". 2: Her ass is reserved for Mistress's use only. Lady Dusk wears a plug to prevent rule number 2 from being broken [so the anal kink is disabled for girls too, now].
FACTION FIGHTER - Lady Dusk is a member of the Total Wrestling Alliance Team wrestling faction, the Tournament of Nations and EFWC.
Member of The Pink String Arena.
EFWC Night of Dominance opponents still to play:
Bran
Deep
Aby
Harrison
Mark
Roby
Aryan
Case
MADAME DUSK - Lady Dusk has foregone a lavish lifestyle and instead saved up her winnings to buy The Crimson Cavern Club, where she used to work. The Club is a haven of decadence; a pleasure house in which any fantasy can become reality. And Lady Dusk is now the sole owner.
PROUD PARENT - Lady Dusk has 5 children. With Kichi the Slime, she has
A daughter, Brooke
And a son, Marinus
And with Sophia Reign, she has 2 daughters, Katherine Nettleton-Reign (or “Kitty" for short!) and Star.
With Riley, a daughter, Yorshka.
UNBREEDABLE - Thanks to the living, sperm-eating slime that Kichi the Slime put in her womb, Lady Dusk is immune to pregnancy. Unless, of course, the slime is removed.
Ring name: Lady Dusk
Real name: Katrina Nettleton
Age: 23
Height: 5'7"
Hair: back-length, ginger, straight
Breasts: C cup
Entrance music: "Emperor Fangs"
Signature moves: The Duskfall Pin, Insidious Corruption, The Twilight Twist (m), The Twilight Twist (f), Wind-up smash (boxing finisher), Dusk's Destroyer
Signature punishments: Collared Cutie, Dusk's Seat, Another name for the list, Clean the Destroyer
Achilles' heel (weakness): - Now WHY would I tell you that? Oh alright then, I'll give you a clue. It rhymes with "hankies".
Okay... she MAY also have one that rhymes with "metting bounded by huta gox" too!
Katrina is a warm, sweet, loving girl with a raging libido and a strong streak of mischief. In her formative years, she knew that she was different to those around her, enjoying a care-free spirit and indomitable cheeriness. But her teenage years were harsh and, despite her good looks, felt isolated from mainstream social acceptance. It was only as she got older that she found the confidence to return to her true self and admit that the idea of power over others was one that she found deeply, deeply exciting.
Ever since she first came across the sport, Katrina has been absolutely enthralled with the excitement and heightened emotions of gaining and losing dominance. She knew from the first moment that she wanted to be a part of this exciting and dangerous world and worked hard to achieve her dream. But this has nothing to do with becoming a champion, or being famous or anything like that. She does this for the sheer thrill of the power over someone, the risk of humiliation, the battle for dominance.
Joining the wrestling world under her pseudonym "Lady Dusk," Katrina seeks the unparalleled thrill of sexual power: that glorious moment when she is so overwhelming that someone breaks for her into helpless orgasm or surrender. But what Katrina cannot admit, even to herself, is that the reverse is also true. Like the reverse side of a coin, she finds the old feelings over bullied powerlessness, so prevalent in her teenage years, just as irresistible. She may work extremely hard to suppress those submissive urges and become the all-conquering domme, but like a force of gravity, that unslakable hole in the pit of her soul is always pulling her back, refusing to stay quiet for long.
HOW I INTERACT: Everything I do with Dusk, I do through role-play. Everything I do is in character: when you talk to or fight, it is HER you are doing it with, not me. This means that some of her feelings and thoughts will differ to my own. Any out-of-character talk will be in square brackets.
THE NARRATIVE: Any PvP interactions (games, DMs) potentially feed into the ongoing story of Dusk, which I write up here on my profile. The play history of Dusk is her backstory, so there may be times when I draw links to events that have happened previously or with other people on EF.
PLAYING GAMES WITH ME: My available times are usually Tuesday and Thursday evenings, 8 pm GMT and Saturday and Sunday mornings 8 am GMT. I can also usually play on a Friday or Saturday night at 10pm but prefer games not to go on too late at these times. My time slots are very rigid due to IRL restrictions. I cannot be very flexible with these times.
DOMINANCE: Lady Dusk likes to think of herself as a dom but the truth is that she can be melted if handled correctly. She is a sensual lover who delights at pleasure control. She is not a hard dom or hard sub so don't expect her to behave like it without building up to it.
Lady Dusk is a dom-leaning switch and a lesbian-leaning bisexual. The way she behaves is quite different for boys and for girls.
AGAINST BOYS: Lady Dusk tends to always act dominantly towards boys. She loves them but fundamentally enjoys getting one over on them. Aggressive maledom attitudes really annoy her and either turn her off or make her determined to put boys in their place.
AGAINST GIRLS: Lady Dusk is much softer towards girls and weaker to their charms. She will still try to dominate girls but, unlike dominant boys, dominant girls are more likely to make her will crumble and submiss her. She is also much more attracted to girls and is more likely to form romantic attachments to them. Lady Dusk is particularly weak when it comes to transgender and futa girls.
Kinks:
👍femdom, pegging, bondage, forced orgasms, cum control, denial, ruined orgasms, chastity, tickling, spanking, milking/multiple orgasms, worship, feet, facesitting, feminisation, oral sex, romantic, sensual, cuckolding
👎LIMITS: fisting, extreme CBT, cum eating, blood/scat/piss, man-on-woman anal.
👎 I'm not keen on being called names without justification either. She is not a bitch or a slut. She's a very lovely girl. So please don't come straight out and call her it unless the direction of the narrative has taken us there.
"Des-troy-er! Des-troy-er! Des-troy-er!"
(People who have either cum on the end of it, or have been punished with it):
Wrestler Sam
Belle
Stephanie
Lady Dusk
Reki
Gia
Boss Jack
Dusky Lad
Iona
Psyko
KL 1996
Brooke the Slimy Fighter
Yoimi
Tehmeena Afzal
Gentle Sir
Sir Connor
Lila Rios
Mister Valentine
Wazy
Cyrus
Jasmine
Alyss Jameson
Rahla
Andromeda Stirling
Ranni
Bisky
Rathia
Alu
Hannah
Kira Ranmaru
Katha the German Queen
John M
Doutrinador
Shani Robbins
Sophia
Alice Rose
Amanda (or was the Destroyer a victim of her?)
The Sex Fighter Jay
Tanya The Korean Queen
Kaitlyn
Jenny the Scarecrow
Casey Reyes
Eily
Harrison
Maris
Mario
naDine
Zack Milton
Mark
Fred Stark
Riley
Neralla
Sujin
Cody Ashton
Tanishq
Raphaela
Ash Vale
Nikki
Vanessa Velvet
Jada Terrell
Kriss
thewomaninthebox
The Golden Pink Killer
"Luscious" Brittany Night
Aria
Cuty (the slutty maid)
Kyla Jackson
Yasmina
Aryan
Arena Record:
TWR: 76-40
LWR: 59-32-2
TBR: 9-12
Official league matches only. Competitive matches that were RPd as training or informal are not counted.
Title Match Record:
TWR: 16-10
LWR: 24-7-2
T.W.A.T Ladies' title: 2 wins
EFWC Hardcore championship: 3 wins
GOTH: 0-2
Tournament Record:
LWR Tournament 2024: 3rd round.
TWR Tournament 2024: Runner-up.
T.W.A.T: 4-time queen.
T.W.A.T: 1-time ladies' champion.
Office Sluts Tournament: Runner-up.
LWR Tournament 2025: 1st round.
TWR Tournament 2025: 2nd round.
History:
Gray Hellsmile (TWR, arena match, T.W.A.T match, loss) - Having been a source of fascination for Gray for some time, Dusk finally clashed with him in the ring. It was a hard-fought battle that turned personal as they pushed acceptable boundaries. But it was Gray who won the day, defeating her, cream-pieing her and then leaving the Destroyer hanging from her like a plug to keep his seed inside her.
Yasmina (LWR, arena match, T.W.A.T match, TITLE MATCH, win) - Having lost every title she owned, Dusk had been struggling for form. But the league paired her with the champion, Yasmina and gave her another shot at restoring her reputation. The match ended in spectacular fashion with a finisher orgasm that should have wiped out Dusk. But in her zombified state, her fingers twitched inside the champion, breaker her and putting the title back in the hands of Dusk.
Conqueror Ophelia (LWR, arena match, T.W.A.T match, TITLE MATCH, loss) - Less than a fortnight after her record-breaking title run, Dusk had it back and an opportunity to rival such great form. Unfortunately, she ran into Ophelia, who broke and seduced the fight right out of her, smothering and crushing every attempt she made to fight back. Eventually, Dusk was so broken for "Mistress" that she willingly fingered herself to orgasm at Ophelia's command. Ophelia smiled and made Dusk bark like a dog as she fucked her from behind over and over, taking the title, her reputation and her pride. Then she led her backstage and fucked her some more.
Kenji-san (TWR, arena match, T.W.A.T match, TITLE MATCH, win) - Dusk's disgrace at the hands of Ophelia had sent shockwaves through the sport. The league directors called an emergency meeting to save the credibility of the league and decided to engineer another title match for Dusk in order to prove that such results were not pre-scripted. Kenji was new to the league but was delighted to be put to the test by an elite fighter. This time, Dusk proved that she was no sub as she clinically and efficiently out-fought and out-fucked Kenji in every sense of the word, destroying him to take the TWR title and restore the pride of the entire league.
Maris (Classic, RP) – Footage of the match with Ophelia had reached Maris's eyes and she was not happy AT ALL that Dusk had allowed herself to be broken and call another woman "mistress". Venting rage of questionable justification, she flogged and whipped Dusk into an apologetic mess as she groveled and kissed her feet in supplication. Once satisfied that her apology was sincere, Maris plugged her ass and ate her out to a delightful orgasm to break her anew and remind her who the real object of devotion was. It seemed like mercy... until Maris locked her in chastity as a reminder to never, ever stray again.
KL 1996 (TWR, arena match, TITLE MATCH, loss) - Lady Dusk defended her newly-acquired TWR title against old rival, KL 1996. He fought hard but was slowly worn down by a strong and rampant Dusk, who was determined to enjoy her domination of him. However, this manifested itself as her chasing "dominant orgasms" and commanding him to fuck her into a rapturous mess on multiple occasions, much to the bemusement of all watching. He played along, acting like he was begging for mercy as he made her cum over and over. Only when the ref raised his hand in victory did she realise exactly what she had done. And, as he watched the satisfying despair hit her face, he made sure to laminate it in place with a gloating champions' facial.
Lina (Classic, RP, incomplete) - Now locked in chastity by Maris to discipline her, Dusk was subjected to an indeterminate length of time with no touching and no orgasms: a terrible fate indeed. An amused Line saw her "squirrel" struggling and the temptation to tease and drive her wild was immense. But Dusk looked so desperate that she didn't have the heart, simply kissing and stroking her nipples to heighten her arousal and sending her on her way with a slap of the rump and instructions to seek her out when she was free again.
Vanessa Velvet (LWR, arena match, T.W.A.T match, loss) - Almost a week into Maris's chastity punishment, Dusk was struggling, going apoplectic with desperation to cum. So she was in no fit state to take on The Lioness really. Crippled with a crushing desire, Dusk was a far cry from her usual form and was dominated by Velvet, suffering a miserable end in the form of a ruined orgasm. But once she had claimed victory, Vanessa had no need for vindictiveness and she tribbed the pair of them into a satisfying release. Dusk was locked back into Maris's belt and mercy, but it may just have lightened the load somewhat.
Zane (TWR, arena match, win) - Under league rules, Dusk was released from chastity in order to fight her matches, this time against Zane. Frustrated at the unsheathed laughter at her nose-diving reputation, she unleashed her anger and destroyed the poor boy in a one-sided obliteration. However, once it got to the sex round, everything changed. A week inchastity had severely crippled Dusk's stamina and she received a dominating fucking, despite her attempts to keep the momentum. It ended with Zane finishing himself off with her pussy and pulling out to paint her in a derisive shower of cum. It counted against him and he gave away the victory... but it was Dusk that looked like the loser as she was locked back into chastity whilst covered in cum.
Aryan (TWR, arena match, EFWC Night of Domination match, win) - As part of the EFWC's Night of Domination event, this match could only end with the verbal surrender of one of the fighters. And THAT would be almost impossible to drag out of either one of these proud warriors. Nevertheless, they tried, waging a colossally grueling and punishing battle of attrition that pushed Dusk in particular way beyond her limits. Once the ref gave the green light for sex, she was hard pushed to cling on at all as Aryan thew everything he had at her in order to break her. One moment was all it took and she got her opportunity, forcing a tap out with a hoke hold and then edging his protesting cock with her pussy, demanding his surrender if he wanted release. He refused. So she ass-fucked him and held him onthe edge until she received the most perfunctory, grudging submission imaginable. Whatever. She had what she wanted and, with one violent thrust, forced him to cum all over the mat in defeat.
Sergina (Classic, RP mode) - A week and a half of chastity torture and Dusk would frankly have had sex with anyone. Sweating and half-insane, she ran into Sergina. The last time they had met, they had shared some dom-to-dom banter as equals. They were not equals now. Sergina took firm advantage of Dusk's vulnerability and humiliated her for her own amusement, degrading and breaking her as she begged for orgasm. She got what she begged for... via Segina's cock in her ass as she forced her to call her mistress and shout about how much better her flesh-and-blood cock was than her mistress's strapon. But when she pulled out and threatened to tell Maris exactly what had been said, Dusk blanched. Unable to withstand the threat of Maris's wrath and an extended chastity period, Dusk traded away her coveted Destroyer in exchange for her silence. She was then fucked into a truly shameful anal orgasm, broiling in her own sense of stupidity as she hit an all-time low of shame and self-recrimination.
Maris (Classic, RP mode) - 12 long, physically and emotionally painful days of chastity denial came to an end when Maris FINALLY released Dusk from her belt and ended her period of punishment. Clearly, Sergina had kept her word and kept her mouth shut about the anal sex and whole "mistress" thing. Dusk was so desperate that she obeyed every single command her mistress gave her, degrading herself by dressing in kitten gear and meowing on command. When Maris edged and denied her, telling her to beg harder for her reward, Dusk completely and totally snapped, declaring herself forever to be Maris's pet kitten, thus ending forever any question over who was top redhead. Maris, utterly delighted to have sealed Dusk's fate, finished her off with a generously huge orgasm and left the belt off. But not before locking her collar shut and slipping a plug in her ass, adding a rule that only she was allowed to put anything inside it from now on.
Psyko (TWR, arena match (Empress Club). T.W.A.T match, win) - With the chastity nightmare over, Dusk shrugged off her subbiness and looked to rebuild her reputation with renewed clarity. And that meant knocking her cocky boyfriend (who had utterly delighted in seeing her brought low) down a peg or two. He was sure that, with the Destroyer now confiscated, he could easily take her down. But Segina had loaned it back for the fight and, even though she was still misfiring after such a hellish fortnight, she was still able to wrest power from him and force him to concede that she was still the strongest pinkie around.
Holly Johanson (Classic, loss) - Now free from chastity, Dusk looked back over her time under lock and key with an acute sense of horror. It had done funny things to her. Very funny indeed. made her behave in a way that was completely uncharacteristic, such as melting on the floor and begging anyone who would listen to please please help relieve some of the desperate tension behind the metal prison. One such person had been Holly, delighted to come across a lady Dusk who had been practically gnawing her own arms off in desperation to cum. She had obliged, obviously, applying a wand vibe to the chastity belt until Dusk had gratefully accepted an, admitedly frustrating and unsatisfying, orgasm at her hands.
Now she was free, Dusk needed to right a few wrongs and the first of which was to prove to this girl that such behaviour was absolutely not typical and was the result of chastity, plain and simple. She was a proud, dominant girl who wouldn't beg for ANYONE unless it was as the result of such clearly extraordinary circumstances. So she invited Holly to her flat with the promise of showing her just how irrisistably lusty and hot she was when she was free. Holly hadn't been in the door two seconds before Dusk dropped her robe, revealing her fully naked body and a smirk that dripped with lustful confidence. Holly feasted her eyes on her (especially on her unlocked pussy) and slowly stripped also, the air crackling with synergistic tension as the conducted foreplay warfare without even touching each other.
With Holly prowling over and laying Dusk down on her bed as she kissed her body all over, the real action began at last. The clothes fell away entirely and Dusk tried to assume control, fixing Holly dead in the eyes with her stare and telling her that she was in command. It was a technique that she would repeat again and again, but Holly was also out to prove that she was independent and alluring and free-spirited and so resisted Dusk's tests of willpower, never fully submitting to her authority and being told to behave. Indeed, she spotted the ropes barely hidden under Dusk's pillow and, sensing that they had been intended for her, attempted to defy Dusk by tying her down. The two giggled as if it were all sexy fun, but it was obvious that they really were vying for control as Dusk batted the ropes away insistently.
Once Dusk had managed to get her strapon into Holly's ass (a back-up strappy: the Destroyer was still with Sergina), she had considerably more authority and her repeated demands to submit started to gain traction. But Holly was on a mission and had come prepared with a familiar toy of her own. Yes, the same wand that she had vibed Dusk's belt with made its reappearance as she held it between them and pushed it into Dusk's pussy with her own. Dusk was immediately neutered, her fingers clenching as her body tightened around the overwhelming sensation. Now thoroughly in control, it was Holly who leaned in, told Dusk that she was no longer in charge, and ordered her to cum yet again on the same wand that hand humiliated her before. Dusk collapsed mentally and soon her spray was shooting forth as she wailed and orgasmed in spectacular fashion.
Momentarily stunned, Dusk was helpless as Holly chuckled and giggled at her. But Dusk did indeed have her steel back and was mortified to have been brought low by Holly's toy yet again. So snapping out of her daze, she took charge and fingered her to multiple edges, softening her will so that once again she could command her into obedience. This time, when Holly defied her, she backed it up with force, tangling her in those ropes and attaching the deactivated wand to her pussy. She jammed the control up as far as it would go and, with a malicious smirk, dangled her fingers over the on switch. Holly could see what was coming but was unable to wriggle free from the binds. When Dusk hit the power, she was blown apart by her own toy and gave Dusk a fleeting sense of revenge as she added her own juices to the slickened end of the vibrator.
With Holly climaxing, bound and with a vibrator tied to her clit, Dusk looked the very picture of dominance as she stared deep into her eyes and told her in no uncertain terms that she was done for the night and that she should simply submit to her. Holly sagged, compliance and submission etched into every line in her body. Dusk was free to sculpt her masterpiece of domination how, tying her high heeled shoe to her face so that when she came she would imprint her scent onto her mushed brain. All was perfect. But then the unthinkable happened. From this deep, dark hole, Holly found her fire, shrugged off Dusk's mental control and squirmed out of the ropes all in one moment! Dusk was stunned into complete paralysis as she gaped at this girl's unquashable spirit. So much so that Holly was able to use the ropes and pull the same stunt on Dusk that she had, tying that same wand to her inner thigh so that there was no escape ffrom it. Setting it to maximum, she stuck around long enough to see the glorious moment that Dusk broke entirely, surrendering another decisive orgasm onto the toy that what was quickly becoming her Kryptonite. Okay... she watched her squirm and writhe a bit in helpless desperation before cumming a third time as she slowly put her clothes back on. But then, with a kiss on Dusk's forehead, she left her flat, making sure to close the door behind and leave her to it. Dusk was beyond counting how many times she climaxed on that wand thoroughout the long, long night until the batteries mercifully ran out. But that infernal wand had been her downfall yet again. Now it was in her possession and she wasn't in a hurry to return it. There was only one person it was going to be used on now...
Aleda (Hentai, RP mode) - Some time ago, Aleda, the city's biggest rock star had met Dusk, one of the city's biggest wrestling stars and discovered that they had a shared love of heavy metal music. This had resulted in Dusk being invited to collaborate and star in one of Aleda's metal music videos. But Dusk had had a better idea and had roped in the Duskubus, who had engaged in a magic battle with Aleda. Okay... it may just possibly have resulted in Dusk taking a bolt of dark energy to the face and being once again possessed by the lustspawn creature... but it sure had made for a metal-as-fuck music video!
So much so, in fact, that Aleda had been nominated for a music award for it and had invited Dusk along as her plus one to attend the ceremony with her. The chance to get dressed up in a sexy neo-gothic long black dress and be on the arm of the world's most alluring metal princess whilst having the media spotlight shine on her in an elite event? Dusk leapt at the chance. Aleda picked her up in her private limo with an obscene amount of time to spare. It was almost as if she was planning for something...
With the inert and vacant body of the Duskubus in one seat (people would assume it was a life-like prop from the video), the pair, dressed to slay in their revealing black dresses and thigh-high nylon stockings, set off in the obscene luxury of Aleda's limo. Chilled champagne laid a carpet of comfort as they relaxed into the thrill and excitement of the upcoming evening. But the greatest attraction was not a glittering golden trophy: it was sitting right opposite Aleda sipping chamgagne. The air inside the car fizzed and crackled with unspoken sparks as they flirted outrageously with their eye lashes and tactical re-crossings of their stockinged legs. When their legs touched, it was clear that they were both on the same page, saying nothing, doing nothing, but letting the energy charge between them. But when Dusk saw the enticing bulge of Aleda's erection tent the dress between her legs, she could stand it no longer and breached the void to straddle and kiss her.
With their nylon legs rubbing together, these two hot, lustful women devoured one another, kissing deeply and peeling their expensive dresses off one another to reveal soft, yielding flesh beneath. Licking and kissing one another now naked save for their stockings, the pair cast a truly stunningly beautiful image in the rear of the car as they made out and drove each other to the peak of desire. With Dusk on her back, legs spread as she fingered herself and thumbed her nipple, Aleda leaned forward and rubbed the full length of her erection along her slit before sliding fully into a pussy that had rolled out the red carpet for it.
Both groaning in desire, Aleda made love to Dusk on the seat of her limo, the two of them locked in an embrace of pure passion as they took each other to heaven. They were both measuring their pace, enjoying every last second. But when the car's tyre hit a speed bump, Aleda's gock was driven unexpectedly deep. Both girls gasped in disbelief as the sensation tipped them both over the edge and they mutually climaxed, wailing in orgasmic bliss as Dusk came on her pulsating cock as it bust and pumped a loving load deep inside her.
The two simply lay, suspended in bliss as they basked in the warm, soothing afterglow of their coital romp. Most of all, Dusk was, in this moment, utterly transfixed by the sight of Aleda's nylon-clad legs as they writhed across hers. God damn, they were just the most sexy sight! Catching her gaze, Aleda taunted by sitting fully on top of her and pushing them into her face to kiss. As one used to vying for positions of sexual control, to Dusk it felt like a being dominated in a wrestling ring. And it was so damned arousing. There was no use denying it: thanks to Sophia and Bia, nothing made her subbier than being taken by a girl cock. So she played along gleefully and begged Aleda to use the remaining journey time to its fullest. Aleda was more than a little surprised to see such a fearsome champion wrestler submitting so easily to her but, with a lewd smirk, she obliged.
On all fours, her cheek pressed into the carpet of her limo, Dusk looked back at Aleda with her ass in the air, marveling as the stunning beauty took her from behind with that gorgeous gock. Aleda was on cloud nine as she pushed her feet into the face of one of the city's greatest female wrestlers and dominated her as she pounded her deeply and passionately. Soon they were both groaning on the edge, barely holding on. But an errant pot hole jolted the car again. Once again Aleda's cock was plunged to its high-water mark, sending Dusk spiraling into a hard orgasm. As her pussy convulsed and constrained around it, Aleda's cock breached again and she pumped a second hot, wet passionate load into her deepest regions. Giggling with each other, they made sure to dress and straighten their hair in plenty of time to reach the ceremony. But as Dusk pulled up her panties and smoothed her dress, it was with the knowledge that the cameras would not see the double load of cum that she was wearing on her insides: that was they shared, private secret.
Martin Head (TWR, arena match, T.W.A.T match, win) - T.W.A.T debutant Martin Head was new to the scene, looking for some big game experience under his belt to secure his position in the faction. Lady Dusk, despite victory upon return to the ring, was still on shaky ground reputation-wise. She was looking to re-establish herself as one of the ring's top dommes as she welcomed the novice between the ropes.
Martin started out full of promise as he took a physical, competative match to her. But the gulf of experience was clear from the start when he started having problems with her legs that crushed and controlled him. He did have a size and strength advantage on his side and tried to use it to bully her. But Dusk wasn't about to be backed into a corner and so lashed out at his balls to keep him obedient and honest. A last-ditch attempt at subduing her came in the form of a suplex, but Dusk kept her cool and ensured that the move ended up with her on top of him, despite the pain.
As soon as she did, his game plan started unravelling at accelerated speeds. With her tits in his face, he started to succumb to his desire and Dusk spotted it immediately. Not one to let a blatant weakness go unpunished, she rubbed her ass and pussy all over his face, targeting his libido as she did by making exaggerated sex noises. When he stripped her pussy bare, she simply carried on, rendering him powerless and melted as she edged his cock over and over and over again with her soft hand until he tapped out to avoid certain doom. The ref had seen enough and declared that the sex round was already well and truly in progress. Mounting him, Dusk thrusted only five times with her hips: more than enough to finish the job her hand had started.
With the satisfaction of having forced his cream pie, the outcome of the match looked like a foregone conclusion. Still, Dusk remained unsatisfied as she arm barred him and told him to stroke himself back to hardness or else she would break his arm off. With his cock erect once more, Dusk slid it in and enjoyed him, taking the luxury of relaxing and letting him fuck her to a pleasurable orgasm. But despite this, she was seeking a dominant victory. So with style she straddled him, lined his cock up on her pussy and finished him with a single plunging stroke down his shaft. He ruptured once more and pumped a load deep inside her to seal her victory, after which she lifted off him, waggled her ass in his face with cum dripping out of her and welcomed him into the faction.
Belle (LWR, arena match, Ultimate Surrender match, loss) - The rivalry with Belle was as old as Lady Dusk's career itself and, although they had found common ground, they loved nothing more than getting one over on each other in the ring. However, it had been months and months since their last clash, maybe even a year. A rematch between the two was long overdue.
When they met again, it was in a new sphere for Lady Dusk. Making her Ultimate Surrender debut, she donned her bikini and stepped into the rubberised room, not knowing exactly how the scoring system worked but reasoning that it was just wrestling and sex after all, right? Indeed, she started very positively and assertively, securing some early points as she started hot by holding Belle down and getting to work on her pussy. And when she locked her in a Twilight Twist, it looked for all the world as though she was stepping up into a blowout debut in this new competition.
Unfortunately, despite her somewhat sporadic record in Ultimate Surrender, Belle was a seasoned veteran at it and knew a hell of a lot more about what she was doing. Biding her time, she waited until Dusk's guard was down and then exercised a period of complete domination, keeping her under control and keeping the fingers swirling to consistently rack up the points and build a truly insurmountable lead. Because Belle knew how to play the time limit and that ultimately, the difference was decided on points, not orgasms. Edging and pleasuring, she put the contest well beyond contention before pinning a naked Dusk into the corner with her ass and fingering her into subjugation.
By the time Dusk realised that the match was lost, she was fighting back on her frustration. Defeated, sure. But broken? Absolutely not. Dusk managed to rally to a late surge and prove to Belle and everyone else that she was no weak little pushover. Fighting for pride, she made a late comeback, using the waning minutes to pin Belle and fingered her relentlessly. As the dying seconds bled away, she was rewarded with Belle's orgasm, netting her a huge consolation points bonus that flattered the scoreline and made the result look a lot closer than in fact it was. But it was too late. The referee promptly announced Belle the winner. But with her laying on the mat, gasping in her own juices, she certainly didn't look like one.
Vanessa Velvet (LWR, arena match, T.W.A.T match, loss) - The last time Lady Dusk had been in the ring with Vanessa Velvet it had been during Vanessa's match with Roya. Vanessa had invited spectators into the ring to help her dominate her fellow countrywoman but a mischievous Dusk had had other ideas. Gripping Vanessa in a full nelson, she had restrained her and helped Roya fuck her into an orgasmic defeat.
Now they stood toe-to-toe in the ring again and, although Dusk seemed to have forgotten the whole thing as she beamed and smiled cheerily, Vanessa most certainly hadn't. The moment the bell rang, The Lioness set about exacting her revenge, wasting no pleasantries in being intense and exacting as she went all-guns-blazing and gave Dusk a rude awakening with a deadly Boston crab. Dusk was immediately shaken free from her fuzzy reverie and shot back with deadly holds of her own and the crowd were treated to the sight of two elite champion-callibre wrestlers going full throttle at each other. Dusk's experience was winning out as she pummeled and battered the Lioness with high-flying moves but took a kicking in the process as Vanessa hit her right back with power slams and back breakers. It was all even and all to play for as they dispensed with the seduction and looked to smash each other into submission in a smash mouth physical brawl.
Dusk pulled ahead and started to wear down her opponent, thanks to her signature Twilight Twist: a move which Vanessa had never experienced before and had no answer to. It was a grueling, brutal moment as she was bent round in a hoop, screaming for release. But Vanessa would not quit and would not go quietly. She fought her way back into the match, sending Dusk's head spinning with a ruthless clothesline and leg drop that knocked the wind out of Dusk and saw her crawling away to safety. But Dusk was wily and twist suckered Vanessa into dropping her guard with a display of hopelessness before springing her trap. On one of these occasions, it was straight into another Twilight Twist!
But Dusk could feel herself losing her composure and, when she took a moment to get a hold of herself, Vanessa struck back. hard. Dusk was looking set to secure a win after building a dominant, insurmountable lead. But Vanessa wasn't laying down and would roar to the last. Disconcerted and reeling, Dusk looked to seal the deal with a third Twilight Twist, given how effective it had been. But Vanessa was ready for it and, with a fist between the legs, both escaped and laid Dusk out, primed for a Boston crab: the move that she would start and finish the finght with. Dusk endured seconds of leg-wrenching agony before frantically tapping out to the amazement of the crowd, all while the Lioness rubbed and patted the pussy that she had just defeated and claimed. Perhaps the most physical, grueling LWR match the arena had ever seen... and the Lioness had out-roared the kitten.
Memories of the betrayal with Roya still lingered in Vanessa's head. There was no way she would leave Dusk's reputation intact after that. So she fastened the velvet strapon around her waist and got to getting her own back. Slamming her hips forward as hard as she could, she violently entered her fallen opponent, immediately eradicating any thoughts of bratty defiance. Power fucked into the floor, Dusk crumbled at the sight of this sexy, powerful, victorious woman having her way with her and pleaded her with her "fuck me" eyes. Vanessa smirked in delight at seeing exactly what she wanted and transferred Dusk to the ropes to continue pounding her, making her plead and beg as she edged her and then pulled out. Only when suitable contrition had been shown did she exert her power and drive Dusk over the edge. Dusk stared wide-eyed at herself on the big screen, fucked in the ropes to a mind-sundering climax as she squirted and sprayed all over the velvet strapon and her conqueror. Vanessa, payback meted out, calmed down and took her friendly rival in her arms, carrying her away so that they could enjoy a much softer and more pleasant evening together.
Sophia (hentai, RP mode) - Taking a break from the ring, Lady Dusk sought the company of her beautiful girlfriend Sophia, looking for a snuggly time between the sheets. Sophia was delighted at getting to spend some more time with her girlfriend again, especially seeing as, more often than not, it ended with Dusk pinned below her, looking adorable as she was pinned down and made to beg for her gock, moments before being filled to the brim with kittens. Dusk knew this too and, in a subby mood, was in the market for being bred by her wonderful futa lover. So, reclining on the bed in just her bra, she heaved her kegel muscles and ejected the protective slime, taking the safety off her womb for Sophia.
Sophia was treated to the sight of a subby Dusk spreading her legs, pussy wide open and asking to be bred. She didn't need much encouragement. Lots of teasing and anticipation followed, in which she showed off her bulge before releasing the gock right in front of her. One mighty spanking later and Dusk was a hot, wet, needy mess, submissively nuzzling and kissing her feet as she begged for her to enter her. With relish, Sophia obliged, making Dusk watch herself in a mirror as she was entered and pleasured with the long, hard length of her gock as she passionately screwed her into heavenly bliss.
This was not about a contest of sexual stamina. This was not about seeing who could out-fuck the other. No. This was about Sophia dumping load after load into Dusk's womb and driving her out of her mind with sexual glee over and over again. There was no resistance at all as Dusk bent forward and offered herself to her lover, who grunted at flooded her womb with fertile semen, a broad grin on her face. They were both in the market for kittens, though and so weren't going to be satisfied with just one cream pie. Sophia, still hard, carried on, parting Dusk with her mighty meat until she was squealing and howling in delight, cumming messily on the end of the gock.
This party was just getting started though and the pair went on like this several more times, rutting like horny kitties as Sophia dominantly held down her lover, spread her legs, bared her pussy and passionately bred her three times, pumping load after load into her womb until there was nothing left to give. Dusk was beyond caring, driven out of her mind in wave after wave of orgasmic euphoria until at last the pair were spent. Dusk, belly swollen and pussy leaking, had been comprehensively fertilised. Sophia grinned down at the mighty, cute, fiery girl that yet again she had claimed and filled, wondering what manner of cuteness she would produce this time.
The following day, once the dust had settled and Dusk was the size of a small camper van, Sophia asked whether Dusk had ever thought about revenge and returning the favour. When Dusk said that she lacked the equipment (Kichi's reversible slime somewhat lacked some of the punch of Sophia's gock), Sophia confided that she had a magic ring that she used to summon hers. Then, as a gift, she magically made a copy and presented it to Dusk. Dusk's eyes twinkled with mischief. She had once had a cock before, a long time ago. This was going to be fun... once the kittens were born, that is.
Makayla (LWR, arena match, win) - After a long period of time away, Lady Dusk returned to the ring, still without her fabled Destroyer but with a desire to brush off the cobwebs and reassert herself as a dominant force in the scene. Up against her was a sexy young rookie: just the sort of warmup match she needed to flex her muscles and get back into the swing.
Makayla proved to be an eager and impulsive girl, trying to pin Dusk before the match had even begun. At first, Dusk found it cute as she subdued her and told her to show respect for her elders by making her kiss her boots. And indeed it was amusing when she fought and went straight for her pussy, forcing Dusk to keep her out of mischief with a ceiling hold. But the more it went on, the more testy Dusk became at the defiance of the brat and her inability to accept her place. Still without her signature strapon, Dusk deployed one of her many back up toys and entered the rookie, believing a swift, hard doggy fuck would take the brat right out of her.
It seemed to work. Makayla seemed to be weak to being fucked. But as Dusk relaxed, safe in the knowledge that she had control, the rookie struck, burying her tongue in Dusk's pussy. After so long away from the ring, Dusk had not been able to build up her resilience and so, with some horror, she broke and surrendered an embarrassing climax that took the fight right out of her and left her gasping and panting, head spinning as she continued to be dominated by the less experienced girl.
When she finally came around, Dusk was determined to prove that she wouldn't be outdone and so pulled the exact same trick, hoisting Makayla onto the top ropes and publicly forcing an oral orgasm out of her in an “anything you can do...” moment. But STILL the rookie refused to learn her place, forcing Rusk to smother her in her ass. With Makayla seeming to be tamed, Dusk gloated and relaxed as she pulled her head into her pussy. Taming g this brat was exhausting and she wanted her to get used to servicing her new queen. But the brattiness was strong and, whether deliberately or not, Makayla ignored Dusk's command to stop, keeping licking until Dusk was flat on her back and heaving yet another incredulous orgasm!
She could have laid down right there, wallowed in despair and wondered where it had all gone so wrong. But no way! She wasn't going to settle for a subby loss. She picked herself up and, raging with frustration, threw the rookie down and fucked the brat right out of her. Hard. No, it wasn't the Destroyer, but Dusk was just as good with the back up strappy, not stopping until she had taken Makayla's orgasm and the win. Still feeling foolish for how close this had become, Dusk decided to teach the youngster a lesson and so leashed her, gagged her and bound her, leaving her as a helpless puppet in the ring before blowing a kiss and walking out, leaving her helpless in the ring and telling her to let this be a lesson: if you have a shot at a queen, make sure you take it and finish the job!
Lola (TBR, arena match, loss) - Coming back from a long hiatus, Lady Dusk stepped into the boxing ring with total rookie, Lola. Dusk felt like it would be the perfect practise match to warm herself back up to fighting form. And it seemed that over-eager Lola was making the rookie mistake of burning herself out early as she went all-out with little or no thought to her defense or energy conservation.
The first time she knocked Dusk down, she bounced straight back to her feet, shrugging it off as a slip. The second time, she wasn't able to recover with quite the same sprightliness, taking noticeably longer to get back up. But she did feel sure that Lola had depleted herself and that now she could exert her experience to control the youngster, punishing her. She may have missed her shot, because Lola hit her down a third time, and this time there was no way back.
Knocked out, Dusk was humiliated by a rookie in her debut fight. No matter, she could still salvage her pride and take back control by defying her in the prize round, right? Wrong. Lola kept the veteran firmly under control as she fingered her to a humiliating orgasm to assert her complete disrespect and dominance over the so-called veteran fighter.
David (TBR, arena match, loss) - After such a humbling loss to rookie Lola, Dusk was keen to hit the ring again and repair the damage to her reputation before chatter about her being past her prime got out of hand. David was looking to empty a satisfying load into this redhead ring beauty and so put up stiff resistance. Dusk was determined though and fought hard, giving as good as she got.
Feeling that he couldn't just outpunch her, David got creative and found new ways to control her. Dusk was shocked when he gripped her round the middle and lifted her up, incredulous at the breach of rules and not about to take that lying down. A swift knee to the midriff put a stop to that and dropped him to the floor with her on top of him, raining blows on his head. The ref tried to pull her off but she broke away and straddled him again, hitting his face and rubbing his cock with her knee.
The ref forced them apart and told them to get with the rules, at which point they entered a battle of attrition, in which they both hammered body blows on each other. Dusk prevailed and overwhelmed his abs. The count only got to 4 before David was back on his feet, prompting some grudging respect from Dusk, though not enough to stop her hitting his chest again to dump him to the floor a second time. This time, it was harder for him to stand, but when he did, he flashed out with a blast right between her eyes. She went down like a starfish, clearly knocked clean out before she even hit the mat. David was treated to the wonderful sight of her laying flat out, unmoving for the whole of the 10 count, soaking up the sight of his prize.
With her still groggy and dazed, David wasted zero time in whipping down his shorts and force-feeding her his cock, fucking her mouth even as she came around. After slapping it on her face and getting her to lick his balls, she was determined to teach this punk a lesson and so went all-out to try and blow his mind with everything she had. But her rebellion backfired and when he gripped her head she became his pleasure toy until she nearly passed out again. Stripping her bottoms, he had further fun by entering her and crushing her rebellious spirit slowly as he fucked her deep against the ropes. Waiting until she had succumbed to him, he let loose and filled her up with a cream pie, ignoring her protests and then finishing her off with an orgasm of her own so that she was left in no u certainty that she had been conquered this night.
Emilian (TWR, arena match, win) - Dusk's return from hiatus had been nothing short of disastrous. Still struggling to find that elusive win, she hung up her gloves and returned to more familiar territory to build her confidence: the wrestling ring. A fresh-faced femboy rookie stood against her but she had learned not to be dismissive after what had happened with Lola.
Her caution proved to be well justified. Emilian turned out to be a confident and highly proficient wrestler, matching her intensity as he slammed her repeatedly into the mat. At first, she kept pace with him, hanging on to bring him down with her. But there was only so much she could take and soon he was leaving her in his dust. Not one to be deterred, she head scissored him, forcing him to try and choke her off him as they entered a deafly duel of attrition in each other's legs. Dusk was sure no one could withstand her grip but he did, forcing them to mutually end the stalemate and release each other simultaneously.
In the moments that followed, Emilian whipped off Dusk's outfit, and stripped her naked, prompting her to push him down and ride his cock. Such was his shock that he could feel a premature ejaculation surging within him and tapped out desperately to avoid it. Having had a moment to recover and collect himself, he set his own pace, easily controlling himself as he bent her over and gave it to her from behind. Dusk was all over the place now, pinned down and doing anything she could to scrabble for a fingerhold of control as he thrust her through the ropes and spanked her into submission.
But right when things looked certifiably hopeless for her, she miraculously found her inner drive and held on, pulling off a miracle resist that swung the match back in her favour. He was looking to hear two words from her. “NO WAY!” probably wasn't it. As he reeled in alarm, she took the initiative and pushed him over the edge, emptying his balls with her soft hand as the crowd erupted like his swollen cock at the thrilling turn around. Emilian was no soft touch though and had an inner fire of his own. He made sure to pull Dusk down onto his mouth and finish the job he had started, making her quiver and burst all over his face as the orgasm was made almost mutual.
This thrilling battle was not yet in the books and the pair dug deep to find their hidden reserves of energy as they entered the final act. It was tense back-and-forth action but, trapped under her pussy, he tapped out again. Dusk was sure he was melting to her, but no. It just sparked his desire to win even more. It was neck-and-neck as they ground each other down until Dusk mounted him, desperate for it to end one way or the other. It transpired that her stamina was greater than his as he groaned, squirmed and burst inside her. Finally, she was rewarded with the triumphant feeling of him erupting inside her and stood up to let him see his defeat spilling out of her. But this had been a hard-fought win. Exactly the sort of tense battle that she had needed.
Aby (TWR, arena match, TWAT intergender title match, loss - Now back for real, and following a thrilling battle with Emillian, Dusk was thrust back into the lime light as she was matched against big-hitter Aby for the T.W.A.T's Intergender Title. Dusk had come up against this top-tier opponent before and knew that he had serious caliber but she felt ready to take him on in this championship clash.
Predictably enough, it was a titanic clash from the outset; one to thrill the audience as Aby smashed her into the mat repeatedly with suplexes, only for Dusk to showcase her tenacity and guile by lifting him over her shoulders in a torture rack as he looked to capitalise on taking her down. After hitting him with a suplex of her own, the duel was on as they ground each other down in an extensive, grueling ground battle. To the crowd, nothing much seemed to be happening but the pair were locked in a mortal chess match as they counter-grappled each other into exhaustion, following the explosively athletic start to the match.
After a breathless age of gripping and writhing and pressing each other down in their quest for dominance, both were displaying very obvious signs of fatigue and arousal. So as the genitals inevitably found mouths, the duel became a sexual one as the pair 69d their way into the second round. Arguably, Aby had come off worse in the opening round. But gaining an advantage had taken a toll on Dusk and she found herself pinned and licked to orgasm, twisting the match round firmly in favour of the champion.
Not giving her chance to pause and collect herself, Aby displayed his champion ruthlessness by throwing her straight down and pressing his advantage with a cock in the pussy. Discombobulated, Dusk was left breathless and hapless as she struggled to focus or steady her spinning head. Things were unravelling fast for her as she was unable to prevent Aby from doing exactly what he wanted. But perhaps he was a little TOO sure of himself, dumping an early cream pie into her as he fucked her over the ropes. It was a dominant orgasm, for sure... but one that counted against him.
Now Dusk was able to work her way back into the match, returning fire. Aby, however was a stallion of a fighter: a wily, stubborn warrior who would take a lot to bring down, as well she knew from her previous encounters with him. He resisted her attempts to control him and hit back, pounding her to a second orgasm on the mat. But Dusk was a former champion herself and so rose from the post-orgasmic ashes to fight on, vowing out loud that she would never give in voluntarily.
This sounded like a challenge to Aby and so he sought to crush and break her. He kept on pounding her through her orgasm until she was so comatose that the referee declared her to have involuntarily tapped out. Aby simply used his free minute to fuck her face and display his disdain and power over her. Now back to her senses, she knew she had to take desperate shots and so spent the last of her energy, powered by adrenaline alone now, to get him on his back and grind his cock, hoping to force a cum-tap to seal the match. But he displayed the heart of a true champion, holding on to defy her! But when he put her on the ropes again to capitalise, defiant Dusk thrust herself back onto him in a desperate Kamikaze move that did indeed breach him and force him to spurt a second cream pie into her pussy.
Both fighters were running on empty by now. Aby should have been finished off by his second climax but, just like Dusk, he refused to go quietly. Ignoring his own cream pie oozing from her, he plunged heedlessly into her pussy with his tongue and the very last of his strength, sealing the win and another title defense as she brought her to a third climax which, quite frankly, was impossible for ANYONE to come back from. Five orgasms in one match: this had been a true clash of champions.
Romantic (Hentai tournament round 1, win) - Thanks to their respectively hectic timetables, Lord Romantic and Lady Dusk had not been able to spend a lot of time in each other's beds of late. But a rare mutual window in their schedules had opened up like Dusk's legs and they leapt at the chance to inflame each other. Alone in Roma's bedroom, Dusk draped herself lithely across his pillows, putting on a truly irresistible display of allure that enticed him to crawl over her and slowly, sensually peel away the layers of her clothing. Turned on beyond belief, Dusk enjoyed the feeling of melting under his smouldering gaze, feeling wonderfully submissive to this powerful and debonair man.
But deep inside her, The Duskubus was stirring. And as she looked out through Dusk's eyes, she saw Lord Romantic, the same man who she had tried to kidnap and ransom long ago before she was cast into exile. She had promised to be good and listen to her more human side, it was true. But at the same time, there was unfinished business and the demon side of her was unable to leave alone the unresolved itch of a contest with this powerful mortal man.
Dusk could feel the swell of the Duskubus rising within her and struggled to keep her down, even as she struggled to playfully wrestle with her lover. It was a distraction too much and her control slipped, allowing the lustspawn creature to usurp her control of her own body and cast her consciousness down into the depths of her soul instead! Lord Romantic immediately understood what had happened as soon as his lover opened her eyes to reveal the telltale pink glow and started talk about proving herself superior to her frail mortal host.
Romantic was immediately concerned for Katrina and knew he had to outdo this usurper. But The Duskubus channeled her dark powers and summoned ethereal binds around his neck, hands and legs that held him down. Romantic was a mighty and superior manwith legendary stamina who ensured that the demoness was paid back in kind for every thrust she took on him, saying that Katrina was superior and would never resort to such tricks. The Duskubus snapped her fingers and released him, saying that she did not need such conjuring to break him, immediately plunging down onto him to trigger his orgasm and prove her point. But her moment of triumph soon faded as he kept his cock hard and, displaying the full extent of his stamina, wiped the smirk off her face with a colossal orgasm right back.
Incredulous that such a feat was possible, The Duskubus asked what sort of sorcery he was capable of. The answer stunned both her and Katrina, who was watching through her eyes: he said it was the power of love itself. The Duskubus hesitated, her demonic instincts faltering under the influence of her humanity. Romantic took control, looking to weaken and usurp her control to allow his lover to return. But The Duskubus pressed on, proud and unable yet to concede inferiority to a mortal. When Romantic doubled his demands for her to do the right thing and asked why she broke her vow in the first place, there was a startling confession. She said that she had to win "To prove to her... to you... to myself... that I am not a feeble creature, weighed down by the weakness of mortal flesh and the stain of demonic taint. That there is something redeemable in me after all!" Shocked by the fragility and humanity of this seemingly impassive creature, Romantic saw something undefinable in her eyes as he conceded defeat to her and allowed her to feel the joy of triumph, cumming hard inside her yet again. The Duskubus asked why he would do such a thing. His response? That he loved everything about Katrina. And the Duskubus? She was a part of Katrina too.
Now warmed by such kindness, The Duskubus smiled and thanked him as she graciously ceded control of the body back to Dusk, telling her that she understood entirely what she saw in this man. She apologised for overstepping her boundary and ruining this rare and precious evening. But before she went, she channeled her magic one final time, re-energising Romantic's cock to keep his balls full and shaft hard all night long. Lady Dusk had heard every word that had been said and, warmed and loved by them, settled in for a long, steamy, sensual night with her lover and most wonderful master.
Golden Pink Killer (LWR, arena match, T.W.A.T match, win) - Awar had begun in the T.W.A.T. It was face versus heel and questionably-gendered wrestler The Golden Pink Killer was looking to take an early high-profile scalp to start the scoring and prove her worth to the heels. Lady Dusk giggled. Who did he... uhhh SHE think she was? No way was Dusk going to give up an opening victory.
The GPK's period of dominance lasted... ooooo... all of... maybe twelve seconds? Having ripped at her top in the opening moments, she was then buried under a veritable landslide of domination as Dusk dug deep into her play book and unloaded every single exotic hold, choke and submission hold that her dark, sadistic imagination had ever cooked up. It started with an immediate Twilight Twist to set the tone and it never let up from there. A vicious kick between the legs and the fight went right out of her, allowing a sweetly giggling Lady Dusk to totally dismantle her in one hold to another, trapping her in a world of pain as she told her to make it easy on herself and just...give...in.
To her credit, The GPK didn't. No, she held on in there through an unwavering tirade of abuse, always believing that she could reverse the fortunes of the match. It did seem as though Dusk was getting carried away, high on the arousing feeling of domination, and when rubbed in the crotch, the moans of pleasure were very easy to tease from her. Dusk smothered her in the corner with her ass, only for the GPK to find what she though was the Destroyer and push it into her to fight back. It wasn't, of course. Sergina still had that. This was a back-up strappy. But it would prove to play a starring role in the match. Once the clothes were off, a wet and horny Dusk told her to "get down and dirty like the crowd wants." Just what the GPK wanted to hear. A swift doggy fucking from her cock and it looked as though she was back in the driving seat. But Dusk pulled her away, before spotting a beautiful girl, Ame, sitting in the crowd with a truly mouth-watering cock bulging between her legs. Calling out that if she won, she would let Ame show GPK what a REAL gock could do, she fought on, determined to cuck her opponent in victory.
Now with even more renewed purpose, she dry humped GPK from behind, making her wait for the real thing as she slapped her hips into her arse and bounced her head off the ring post with each thrust. GPK was reeling in arousal, and, after choking her a little more into submission, Dusk finally strapped up and gave her the real thing hard in her arse. GPK howled and moaned, barely holding on. And when Dusk crushed her arms whilst simultaneously sucking her cock, that was the moment that she FINALLY broke under the extreme pressure she had been put under all match and tapped out, pleading mercy. Dusk smiled sweetly and said of course she would show mercy... by giving her what she clearly enjoyed. Face down, GPK was anally fucked once more, howling and moaning helplessly.
With her opponent stricken beneath her and the result of the match clearly written, Dusk got creative. Unfastening the strapon, she plugged GPK's arse with it, leaving the straps dangling as a sign of her total dominance and instead switched to a blowjob, taking her to the very edge, red-faced and breathless and with her cock swollen and purple with desperation. It was a truly arousing sight. So much so that Dusk edged herself with her fingers, teasing GPK with the idea that she might just cum first. But no. She was after a perfect flawless and ensured that she got it, finishing GPK in spectacular style by pumping the strapon plug in and out of her ass whilst her mouth delivered the coup-de-grace and made her burst messily into her mouth.
With her opponent finished off and in a mix of agony and bliss, Dusk had sealed a perfect 100-0 LP win. All that was left was to satisfy her own enjoyment. So she lay across GPK and invited Ame into the ring, as promised. Smirking with excitement, Ame unleashed a truly impressive gock and pushed it slowly inside Dusk. It was so big that the simple sensation of being entered finished Dusk's edge completely and she shuddered to a squealing climax just on the initial thrust! Looking down lustfully, she saw that she was impaled on a fresh gock and that Ame hadn't even started. So, relaxing in blissful triumph, she reclined and let her fuck her satisfactorily on top of her disgraced opponent.
Anne-Lena (Hentai tournament round 1 tie-breaker, loss) - Since her pact had been made, it hadn't been often that The Duskubus had made any attempt to seize control of Katrina's body. But having touched reality again against Romantic, the lustspawn hybrid had been reminded how sweet the glow of reality could be and was hungry to yet again sample the corporeal delights of Katrina's flesh. So, with no regard for the promise she had made, she seized control and cast Katrina back into the depths of her own body, vowing that she would only take it for a little bit.
He sights fell upon Anne-Lena, herself a formidable seductress who had taken down a notorious demon hunter [Dusk's tournament partner, Glory]. Anne could sense there was something definitely not right about the ginger girl who descended upon her, spouting archaic-sounding doctrine and calling her "a pitiful mortal". Knowing that she was likely in the thrall of a demoness, she stood her ground and refused to let herself be swept away and corrupted. Irritated that this foolish human would dare to facesit HER, The Duskubus summoned invisible binds with her magic to restrain Anne. And yet the petulant mortal resisted her! Upping the ante, she conjured a gelatinous cock and fucked her until she finally forced the corruption of the weak mortal flesh with an orgasm.
Having done her deed, The Duskubus snapped her fingers to release the magical binds and connected herself to the Netherrealm to recharge her powers... only for Anne-Lena to burst to life and strike at her with a vibrator when she was at her most vulnerable! She howled in righteous outrage at the impertinence of it right before she crashed into orgasm herself, leaving her cut off from the demon realm and helpless. Now without her magic temporarily, The Duskubus knew she was in a real battle and so locked pussies with her adversary and tried to overpower her. She succeeded, forcing a second orgasm out of Anne-Lena. But without her dark powers to enhance the sensation, the orgasm lacked the power of succubus to completely finish her off.
Still vowing to prove the inferiority of mortals, The Duskubus once again tried to fuck Anne into submission. But t was just what she was waiting for and, as the lustspawn creature advanced, she fell right into the trap. Foot extended, she planted her toes right on the demon's clit and wiggled them, causing the creatures fractured mind to give way completely as she lost control of the body and allowed a thoroughly confused Katrina to resurface... just in time to experience a massive orgasm with a girl she had never even seen before. Seeing that she had succeeded in ejecting the demoness' control and having restored Lady Dusk back to her own body, she hugged her and nursed her back to strength. Dusk let her. After all, it seemed only polite to accept the care of the girl who had liberated her.
Maris (Classic, loss) - Lady Dusk had come to accept, if not love, Maris's ownership. But she was still the same confident, strong, proud and independent woman that she had always been. And confident, strong, proud and independent women do tend to have a problem with walking around in collars with "Maris's Kitten" written on them and steel butt plugs stuck up their arse. Being dommed by the sexy redhead sure was fun, but SURELY it didn't have to be so publicly degrading... right?
Feeling rebellious, Dusk confidently strode up to Maris, ready to demand liberation from at least one of these devices. But when face-to-face with her mistress, that fire waned somewhat as Maris declared that they were there because she was a naughty girl who couldn't be trusted. And it really did not take long at all before she was tying Dusk in ropes to reinforce that message. Dusk was overpowering Maris and resisting the bondage. But a barked command pulled her up short, and in that moment of hesitation, she was tightly bound and submissed into complete obedience by her mistress's overbearing authority.
The mistress then proceeded to play with her kitten, fucking her ass with the butt plug and fingering her as she stripped her, crooning that such rebellious, bratty behaviour was surely only a way to gain her mistress's attention and invite punishment. Dusk wailed and confessed that, yes it was, as she moaned and edged in her binds, totally under control. It looked like it would be a typically one-sided disciplining of a brat; a brat who was going to get her brain melted by overwhelming orgasm.
However, Maris was looking for a way to educate her kitten and remind the whole world who she belonged to. So she set up her phone and started recording the punishment. Feeling a sudden surge of panic, Dusk found the mental strength to break free from Maris's hypnotic hold on her, and two layers of bondage to stun her mistress by breaking free! Immediately, she used those same ropes to bind her stunned mistress and reverse the roles as she enjoyed a period of unopposed dominance. She groped and stripped and fingered an incredulous Maris, remembering the heady times that she had held the leash herself. Yes, maybe this would mark the return of those days and end her time as "kitten" after all. Sitting on Maris's face, she began to feel like a queen once more, enjoying her tongue and the feeling of power from this role reversal.
She was enjoying the ride so much that she did not notice Maris eventually slip a hand free from the binds. It was only when she combined her fingers and tongue that she knew the danger. She managed to resist cumming but was in disarray and soon overpowered. Maris held her face-down prone on the bed, pulling out the butt plug and lining her red strapon up on her anus. As soon as she pushed it home, it was all over for Dusk's brief moment of rebellion. Anally fucked by the one girl who was allowed in there, she howled her surrender, howled that she was her kitten, howled that she loved getting ass-fucked by her... whatever Maris wanted to here, all under the watchful recording eye of the camera. Marais made sure that the recording captured her thoroughly breaking Dusk over and over with edges... before finally telling her that she could cum. Dusk erupted, spasming in a mind-wiped mess as she succumbed to an explosive orgasm that ripped her apart and left her twitching and exhausted on the bed.
Maris cuddled her adorable, stupid kitten, soothing her after her mind-warping orgasm. But this little act of rebellion would not go unpunished. And, whether to punish her or simply keep her safe until she could decide how to do it, she locked Dusk back into the same afmiliar chastity belt as before. Dusk had come looking for release from either of her two devices, only to end up locked in a third. When would she learn it was better to just be a good girl and do as she was told?
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