Edge debt to Tanya: 162/200
MRS DUSK - Lady Dusk is married to Kira (although she still has a number of other romantic relationships!)
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.
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.
Bio
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)
Signature punishments: Collared Cutie, Dusk's Seat, Dusk's Destroyer
Achilles' heel (weakness): - Now WHY would I tell you that? Oh alright then, I'll give you a clue. It rhymes with "hankies".
Dusk's Destroyer - Lady Dusk's famous strapon
"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
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.
Katrina may love nothing more than squeezing someone between her thighs or watching them lose their mind from pleasure as she forces or denies an orgasm, but that dominating trait does not extend that far into her personality. She is actually a very warm and genuine girl who can easily become flustered by attention and treats those around her with kindness and respect. She does expect this to be reciprocated, however, and has a very patient breed of sadism reserved for those for whom she holds a grudge.
Katrina has a modest lifestyle with little money and a cramped single-room apartment she calls home. She is clumsy, messy and probably the worst cook you will ever come across. But this doesn't bother her: life is about enjoying herself, not worrying and wasting time on pointless domestic chores.
She may love domineering sex, but romantically Katrina has a real soft spot for people who are kind, cute and compassionate. She is a softy at heart and loves to give pleasure to those she loves even more than to receive it.
Dusk's flat
*We push open Dusk's door and step into her apartment. It is a single room flat with all the different areas in one room with no partitioning walls. Standing in the doorway, the kitchenette is to the left: a tiny area partitioned off by a grey worktop counter. Behind that is a dining area with a glass-topped table and four curve-backed white wooden chairs with steel legs. A window offers views over the street.
*On the other side if the room is a living area with a TV unit and glass coffee table. The entire wall is filled with two book cases, on which are books, CDs, films and ornaments. A small, well-used kitty bed sits on the floor in front of it and, bizarrely enough, a knackered old cardboard box covered in childlike drawings has pride of place on top of the bookcase.
*A beat-up sofa separates the living area from the bedroom zone. A double bed is crammed into it, with a tall chest of drawers rammed into the space behind that. The only other connecting door is to the left of the front door, separating a tiny bathroom with a shower, toilet and sink rammed in: functional at best.
The detailed stuff
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.
SOCIAL BOUNDARIES: I want to keep real life out of my time here. I only want to play RP modes; nothing with any IRL element. This means no IRL bets/actions and no FWC, interactive or hentai JOI mode.
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: If you want to schedule a match with me, my available times are usually Tuesday and Thursday evenings, 8 pm GMT and Saturday and Sunday mornings 8 am GMT.
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.
Kinks:
👍femdom, pegging, bondage, forced orgasms, cum control, denial, ruined orgasms, chastity, tickling, spanking, milking/multiple orgasms, worship, feet, facesitting, dehumanisation, feminisation, oral sex, threesomes, romantic, sensual, cuckolding
👎fisting, hardcore BDSM, extreme CBT, cum eating, blood/scat/piss, man-on-woman anal, agressive maledom
Arena Record:
TWR: 63-35
LWR: 39-24-2
TBR: 6-4
Official league matches only. Competitive matches that were RPd as training or informal are not counted.
Title Match Record:
TWR: 11-8
LWR: 10-5-2
T.W.A.T Intergender title: 0-1
EFWC Hardcore championship: 3-1
EFWC Championship: 0-1
GOTH: 0-1
Tournament Record:
LWR Tournament 2024: 3rd round.
TWR Tournament 2024: Runner-up.
T.W.A.T: 3-time queen.
Office Sluts Tournament: Runner-up.
LWR Tournament 2025: 1st round.
History:
(58-33, 39-20-2, 3-3)
Casey Reyes (LWR, arena match, LWR TOURNAMENT 2025 ROUND 1, loss) - Dusk faced Casey in the opening round of the LWR Tournament. It was a feisty, passionate match in which Dusk was defeated, happily, by her friend and lover. But it was the aftermath that sparked the biggest discussion, with Casey getting down on one knee with Fred's ring and proposing marriage to Dusk! Swept away, Dusk agreed, thinking she could mary Fred too... but he was curiously absent from the audience.
Fred Stark, Casey Reyes (DM, RP) - Distraught at having broken Fred's heart by accepting casey's proposal, Dusk did a lot of soul searching and came to the conclusion that she wouldn't marry either of them. She confronted both with her decision and retracted both offers, saying that she didn't want to hurt either of them and would wait for the right time. Fred's ring went on a pendant around her neck and Caseys's...? Well that became a symbol of domme-rights and power in their chaotic, dommy relationship.
Rose (LWR, arena match, win) - Dusk returned to the LWR and defeated the ninja, Rose. Rather than using the Destroyer, she unleashed Kichi's gel cock and experienced the thrill of fucking her with a living cock long after the match was over.
Kira the Wolf (Classic, RP) – Kira surprised Dusk by showing up to the Crimson Cavern Club whilst she was sorting through some paperwork. Dusk broke off and the two of them enjoyed some amazing impromptu sex. Especially seeing as Dusk still had the gel cock out from her match with Rose!
Fred Stark (Classic, win) – Following the business of the marriage proposal, Dusk spent some time with Fred in the bedroom. She had jokingly told him about her time with Kira in the CCC and what a shame it was that there was no CCTV footage. This inspired her to secretly film their sex. As it turned out, neither of them would want to use the footage. Yes, Fred took a humiliating pegging from the Destroyer. But not before humbling Dusk with a dominant pounding of her own. Quietly, the footage was deleted and forgotten.
The Fallen Angel (TBR, arena match, win) - On a mini-break from wrestling, Dusk kept her hand in with boxing, defeating a young fighter and enjoying the generosity of his tongue... without reciprocation.
Psyko (TBR, arena match, T.W.A.T match, win) - Dusk and Psyko fought each other in the boxing ring. As usual, Psyko was spouting about weak pinkies, being the Blue Banner, how much stronger blues were, etc. Dusk made him eat his words as she knocked him out and fucked him in the ass with the Destroyer, making the most of the bragging rights.
Sophia Haruhime (LWR, loss) - Dusk had been absent from the ring, on a hiatus that had been punctuated with a couple of minor matches to keep her hand in. Now she was back and looking to return to wrestling activity. To help prepare her, she had a training match with Sophia, mother of Kitty. However, Dusk's absence had weakened her tough spirit and she was easily corruptible, to the point that she was made so horny that she submissively came her brains out, lost her mind and allowed Sophia to remove the protective slme from her womb. Sophia then gleafully pumped a payload of girlcum into her, purring delightedly as she bred the sexy redhead for a second time.
Riley (TBR, arena match, win (subverted)) - It was the following day from her warm-up match with Sophia and Dusk didn't yet know that her cum had hit the mark. Her debut return to the ring was with Riley, who was cocky about his 5-game win streak. Nevertheless, Dusk knocked him out for the win and enjoyed the prize round as she made him eat her pussy. But she got carried away, lost control of her lust and ended up under his control. She had forgotten to put the slime back infrom the previous day and ended up taking another cream pie whilst unprotected!
Riley (TWR, arena match, win) - Less than 24 hours later, Dusk was in the ring yet again with Riley, determined to make up for letting him take control from her the day before. The babies growing inside her had made her feel shamefully subby so she was out to prove otherwise as she dominated him, collared him and pegged him just to prove her point.
Neralla (LWR, win) – Rookie wrestler Neralla idolised Dusk and was thrilled to run into her at the gym. She was even more thrilled when Dusk agreed to a training match to help get her ready for the league. And she was certainly thrilled multiple times both in the sparring session and throughout the night as Dusk handled her and took her home for more.
Lina (LWR, arena match, loss) - Having given birth to Yorshka and Star by two diffrent parents, Dusk made a recovery from maternity and headed back to the ring. Whether it was the hormones or the softly seductive dominance of Lina that melted her, she stood no chance whatsoever and melted for the young cutie. Kissed and fondled into heaven, she was blissfully delighted to be subby for this absolute cutie as she was made to orgasm over and over all the way into unconsciousness.
Allyson (LWR, arena match, T.W.A.T match, loss) - Emily, Queen of T.W.A.T announced her abdication from the throne and that her successor would be chosen by a Royal Rumble. Dusk's record in this even was terrible and today would prove no exception. Looking to stake her claim on the throne, she was nevertheless defeated by a more dominant Allyson, who was thrilled to enjoy a lengthy and extended time with her new toy for the night.
Kira the Wolf (Classic, RP mode) - Dusk and Kira shared a blissful date night together in their silk nighties and a remote control vibrator that Dusk had brought. Melted by being subby for her shy, sweet girlfriend, Dusk allowed herself to be bound, vibed and fucked into a squealing orgasm... an experience that both girls enjoyed. But once the dust settled, the pair of them made a surprising confession.
Monica Saunders (TBR, arena match, T.W.A.T match, loss) - Monica was a goddess and icon of the ring as much as Dusk was, but the two of them had never actually fought. That changed as Dusk agreed to an exhibition boxing match with her to help her prepare to spread her wings in this area. Her potential was amazing, even though her technique was unrefined. Dusk was pushed hard but eventually took control of the match. However, she was caught ogling Monica's tits and, in that moment of distraction, took a fist to the face that knocked her out cold. What ensued was the hottest prize round ever to grace the ring as Monica melted her with lengthy foreplay and then simply fingered her to a titanic orgasm.
Riley (TBR, win) – [Yeeeeaaahhh... I can't write this one up, for mod-related reasons. Basically, Riley came across Star at the boxing gym and she went and fetched Dusk. Vorshka came along too for little get-together to cheer on the two competitors. Dusk won the fight and made Riley eat her out, never once touching his cock. Let's just say that, out of the four of them, the only loser was Riley and leave it at that.]
Sujin (LWR, arena match, T.W.A.T match, RP mode, loss) - Another rookie. Another loss. Dusk fought hard and scored the first orgasm. But Sujin fought back and, after levelling the score, was simply too ruthless and too sexy as she post-orgasm tortured Dusk right into a second one.
Cody Ashton (TWR, arena match, win) - With a run of consistent losses to rookies, it became apparent that Dusk's reputation as a domme was in question. Horrified to reflect on her recent performance, Dusk hit the ring with renewed vigor, determined to prove she was just as dominant as she always had been. It certainly seemed that she was right as she obliterated poor Cody Ashton, completely obliterating him and draining his cock before pegging him in a display of ruthless dominance.
naDine (LWR, arena match, TON match, win) - Dusk continued her campaign to restore her dominant reputation in her match against her most contentious female rival. This time she did not have it all her own way, as naDine gave her a tough fight. Both girls managed to survive two orgasms each as they forced themselves to fight on. However, Dusk was determined to have the last laugh and, having finished naDine off with a third decisive orgasm, collared her and leashed her to her ankle on a tiny leash so that her new "footmat" would always be within reach of her feet.
Fear Inoculum (Classic, GOTH TITLE CHALLENGE, loss) - Lord Romantic sent his representative, Dusk, to challenge a political rival who was gaining a troubling mount of power in the realm of sex fighting. Dusk was charged with removing his title from him and the two fearsome protagonists left it all in the bedroom. Dusk gave a tremendous showing of herself but failed to tame the beast. However, she had thoroughly impressed Fear, who only made a show of humbling her with a soft three-day chastity sentence dressed as a maid. But the two had gained a mutual respect for one another.
Fred Stark (Classic, RP) - Free from a chastity belt that Fear never actually locked, Dusk visited Askamandra the witch and purchased a special pndant stone that allowed her to summon a copy of herself. Full of lustfull mischief, she used it to surprise her boyfriend, Fred. He then spent a blissful evening being spit-roasted by two versions of his queen.
Maris (Classic, win...then loss) – Catching sight of Dusk wearing kitty ears and a tail, Maris knew she had to find a way to enjoy her in such a get-up. A kitty battle was announced, with the loser becoming the winner's kitten slave sex-pet. In truth Dusk totally won! But when she allowed Maris to fuck her to a winner's strapon orgasm, tricksy Maris seized the opportunity to enslave her anyway. Dusk was forced to cum over and over until she was unable to do anything but pout at being collared by Maris and petted as her new kitten... which secretly she rather enjoyed.
Roby (TWR, arena match, T.W.A.T Intergender Title match, EFWC hardcore title match, EFWC championship match, TOM match, loss) - Roby and Dusk clashed once again for an epic match with just about every title known to man on the line. As expected, it was a gargantuan clash, right down the wire and ending in a VAR finish to determine who climaxed first in the mutual orgasm. No titles exchanged hands this day and both were reminded of their awesome respect for one another.
Monica Saunders (Classic, Office Sluts Tournament round 1, win) – A year ago, Dusk had picked up a part time office job as a way of covering her rent whilst she ploughed money into the Crimson Cavern Club. Truth be told, she was a disastrous employee but an excellent sex pet for the CEO and so had been allowed to stay. Having kept herself out of mischief , however, she had found the job deadly, deadly boring. So a quick bit of sex in the photocopying room had been a good way to relieve the drudgery. Unfortunately, in the moment of passion whilst being taken on top of the photocopier, her foot had hit the copy button, resulting in multiple colour scans of her arse.
Maybe it was because the pictures were in colour rather than black and white, or maybe because she had neglected to wipe her sweaty arse print off the glass afterwards... but HR got involved and sent down their top authoritarian, Miss Saunders, to enforce company policy. Due to the rampant sex drive of the workforce, new procedures were that discipline would be administered in a more unorthodox manner at the scene of the crime (“make the punishment fit the crime” as it were) so Dusk was called to a meeting in that very same copy room. But rather than being cowed by the thought of being disciplined by this office goddess, it instead invoked her sense of mischievous defiance.
Miss Saunders tried the strict approach at first but soon came up against a stubborn brat that seemed to thrive on challenging authority, especially when her slap round the face was immediately met with a slap across her tight corporate ass. And she didn't learn her lesson, until in reprisal for exposing and slapping Dusk's tits she was bound with sellotape and fucked with a dildo. Still, she was in such a high up position for a reason and soon found a way to escape and subdue Dusk with a toe job on her clit. It was now her turn to use the tape to bind Dusk's wrists and secure the dildo inside her, derisive of her career prospects. But Dusk was determined and resourceful and, with her arms bound, she was still able to coil her legs up and trib the HR lady into a wet, messy orgasm!
Recovering from her climax whilst Dusk removed the tape and dildo, Miss Saunders was starting to appreciate that maybe this girl had some potential after all and so switched the focus of the meeting from disciplinary to professional development. Producing a double ended dildo, she proceeded with a “team building exercise" to develop Dusk's sense of cohesion, telling her to match her rhythm. Of course, Dusk was a loose cannon, used to setting her own pace, and was soon breaking rhythm and drilling her instructor into the floor. A strict tutor, Monica put her under control with some smothering forced pussy worship before dictating the pace herself as she fucked her into orgasm with a strapon. Submissed into subordination at last, Dusk marvelled at this sexy corporate goddess as she willingly climaxed for her, screaming the place down as she came hard beneath her pounding waist.
Now there was some mutual rapport between mentor and trainee, the tone of the meeting became more collaborative than confrontational. Miss Saunders gave Dusk another chance to try the team building exercise, again filling them both with the double dildo. This time, Dusk managed to keep the pace, resisting her urge to control the pace. Monica was pleased. There was potential here after all. So when Dusk pleaded to be able to take the lead, she rewarded her, surrendering control and letting Dusk be rewarded for her cooperation. Now in control and uncontrollably horny for the powerful, sexy woman joined to her pussy, Dusk flipped her onto her back and screwed her passionately, wanting to reward her for the outstanding job she was doing as HR liaison. When Monica came, Dusk came with her, the two ladies' howls of euphoria ringing out through the office. On the spot, Monica was moved to implement an immediate policy change regarding sex in the photocopy room, having seen first hand the morale benefits. This was good. But it wasn't Monica's arse that Dusk wanted a copy of now. Bending her over and pressing her face to the photocopier glass, she fucked her superior to another 3 orgasms, making sure to hit the copy button each time to immortalise her scrunched cum face for Xerox posterity.
Tanya, The Korean Queen (Classic, loss) - A long time ago, these two divas had clashed in the ring: a long-awaited showdown between two sexy legends. Dusk may have won that encounter but to Tanya, this was not over. Still with a score to settle, she invited Dusk to her house to try and even the score. Dusk had frequently throught about another chance to tangle with the Korean Queen and so didn't hesitate to join her in her love parlour for an informal grudge match bewtween the sheets.
Both dressed to kill in tight bodysuits that did not last long in each other's hands, they soon got down to dirty business. This may have been an informal romp but the competition was as real as if they were in the arena. Tanya was lethal, soon subduing and pleasuring Dusk, being far too alert to fall for the redhead's attempt to bind her in ropes. And her seductive aura soon had Dusk melting and mewling and eating out the palm of her hand as she brainwashed her into locking herself in handcuffs! Teased and pleasured, Dusk eventually came round, shuffled out of the cuffs and used them strsight back on Tanya. Then it was her turn to be punished as Dusk bit and sucked her niples whilst fingering her as she helplessly squirmed.
But once all the dommy stuff was out of the way, the two girls calmed down and did what they did best: relied on their natural beauty and seduction to get the job done. the encounter became all the more sensual and steamy as they licked each other's pussies extensively, calling for moans and for each other to give in and cum. Both were edging and struggling but Dusk moreso; her time in hypnotised bondage catching up with her. Yet still, despite riding edge after edge, she refused to break. Even after taking Tanya's strapon deep inside her. Until eventually, she could no longer hold it back and surrendered. Smiling, Tanya zipped the crotch closed on Dusk's catsuit and rubbed her to a finish through the latex, forcing her to cum wetly inside the suit.
Calming down and looking up with a smile, Dusk reckoned that the score was now equal between them... but that it had been totally worth it. She kissed and gently rubbed the winning pussy, purring that winners deserved rewards. After edging Tanya to the brink with her fingers and tongue, she promised her the deluxe finish, pulled on the Destroyer and mating-pressed her into the more satisfying orgasm that she could. The two embraced and giggled together, both vowing that this rivalry definitely deserved to continue.
GGG (TWR, arena match, TITLE MATCH, win) - Lady Dusk was awarded the title by the league on the condition that she put on a competitive exhibition match for it. They paired her up with a fresh-faced rookie for the event. Dusk was expecting that any resistance was for show only but he actually put her through her paces, pushing her to two orgasms. She won out, forcing a submission and delivering two orgasms herself to claim the title decisively.
Tanishq (TWR, arena match, TITLE MATCH, win) - Lina had won the title but had abdicated the belt willingly, nominating Lady Dusk as the next champion. The league had agreed to it and set up an exhibition match with a rookie to formalise the transfer. But the truth was that Dusk was only a paper champion. She would need to prove herself worthy by facing down real challengers. The first of those was Tanishq, a mighty Indian warrior with sights set firmly on glory. As soon as she clapped eyes on him, she could tell he was the real deal and so bypassed the smack talk and went straight to telling him that she would show him the respect of giving it everything she had. His response was a derisive smirk and the promise that she would take everything he was going to give her at the conclusion of the match.
Round one started and it was obvious: this man was a bear in human form. Skilled, strong, dominant: his gameplan was to come out swinging, full of aggression, and break the little lady so that she was powerless to resist him later down the line. He crushed her and bent her mercilessly, foot on the gas and on the offensive from the get-go. But it was a case of an unstoppable force meeting an immovable object. Dusk was patient and canny, knowing exactly when to grit her teeth to endure, when to attempt a counter, when to simply save her strength. It was a masterclass in defensive wrestling as she took his punishment, biting her lip or even kissing him to occupy her mouth: anything except giving him the satisfaction of hearing her moan. By the time she had foiled his aggression, he was just as worn out in trying to break her as she was in resisting.
Trying one last time to batter her into obedience, he lifted her over his head in a mighty suplex. With highlight-reel-worthy presence of mind and athleticism, she twisted mid-air, and managed to clamp her thighs round his head and she fell, taking a huge slam but securing him in a scissor hold in the process. The crowd were going mad watching two worthy champions at the top of their game. But now it was Dusk's turn to command the flow. Holding him helplessly, she stripped his shorts and spanked and crushed him. Even when he ripped her top and fingered her, she held in there, determined to give as much punishment as she could.
Seeing the match devolve into fingering and stroking, the ref called an end to it and told them to strip. Tanishq was certain that a momentum shift was on the cards: no way could this girl handle what he was packing. And it didn't take long before he was on top, pumping into her, demanding to hear her moans. But still she bit them down, determined not to let him hear her. Tossing her from one position to another, he sat on top of her, arse in her face, fingering her beneath him. But he had not seen her reach for the Destroyer, and was presenting her with a close-up target. Pushing the strapon inside him with her hand, she got him on her knees and tried to slip into the straps to peg him. But Tanishq was just as stubbon as she was, snatching it away before she could get into it and throwing it into the corner. This would have to be settled the old-fashioned way in a showdown between cock and pussy.
The atmosphere was electric: still neither of them would crack! But they were both struggling and, as Dusk mounted him and slowed the pace down with a sensual ride, they both surrendered to their bodies and finally let out their howls of need. In truth, it was Dusk who cracked first, unable to suppress her desperation any longer when he doggy fucked her. Breaking down, she howled for him to make her cum. Tanishq smirked, hearing exactly what he wanted to. But disaster! She had held him at bay for so long that he was closer to the edge than he thought and lost control, pumping cum into her even as she howled for him to not stop, to hold on, to make her cum. She was so distraught at his failure to last that she threw him down and rode his softening cock, seeking her own release. So frenzied was her riding that it was torture... causing Tanishq to immediately tap out to end it!
But Dusk was in agony from holding that edge and when she nursed him back to full hardness, it was only really to satisfy her needs. She was easy pickings now and put up no complaints at all as he dove into her pussy and gladly gave her the satisfaction that she demanded by licking her to a full orgasm on his tongue. Now settled, Dusk was aware again of the need to keep fighting and so mounted him again. Tanishq was incredulous! How insatiable WAS this girl? Still, he knew the match was hanging in the balance. One big moment was all it would separate glory and ignominy so he took it. Bending her over again, he gave it all he had, trying to fuck her into defeat. It was such a mighty pounding that her eyes rolled back and her body went limp. But right at the edge of climax, she caught herself and snapped back to her senses with increased venom. She tried to push him off but he was hlding on so tightly, so she rode him instead. When she did get his cock out of her, she saw the opportunity to deliver the coup-de-grace and took her shot, hitting the prostate bullseye with her finger up his arse and clamping her mouth down on that mighty cock. Tongue swirling, prostate rubbed, Tanishq finally broke and surrendered a huge wad into her mouth, unable to stand for the 10 count and finally suppressed at last.
Dusk was delighted and held aloft her belt, prompting roars of adulation from her fans. But there was a weight of expectation. They would not be satisfied by simply cheering her victory. Not after a titanic clash of juggernauts such as this. So, feeling the eyes of the crowd willing her on and expecting so much, she gave them exactly what they wanted to see. She retrieved the Destroyer from the ring post where Tanishq had thrown it earlier, collared him and pegged him in the centre of the ring. Despite appearances, she had a huge amount of respect for the way he had pushed her so hard, and so ensured that everything she gave his ass was pleasure and not pain. So skillful was her assfucking that the mighty bear was tamed at last, pumping everything left from his balls onto the canvas and passing out right on top of it. Feeling mightier than she ever had in her life, she unfastened the straps, leaving the silicone cock in his ass, sat on his back and conducted a cheerful post-match interview from on top of her passed-out opponent. Lady Dusk may have come into this match a paper champion, but she left as a true champion.
Manni (TWR, arena match, TITLE MATCH, win) - Lady Dusk had proven her right to hold the titls against Tanishq. Now she needed more challengers. Feeling it was right to give opportunities to all comers, she issued an open invitation to a title shot, a call that was answered by rookie wrestler, Manni. Stepping into the ring with her, he challenged her to "show him how strong she was." Smiling, she duly obliged, starting with a display of the strength of her legs as she entwined and crushed him between them.
Truth be told, there was rarely a point at which Dusk relinquished her control, always seeming to Houdini her way out of his attempts to pin her into submission holds. On one occasion, when he was grapevining her, she simply spread her legs wider and unhooked her ankles from his! Manni was so impressed that he even rewarded her with some voluntary, reverential foot worship. The gulf in class was clear but he bravely fought on, despite being subjected to an exotic array of creative submission holds. Not that Dusk had it all her own way: Manni managed to secure her in a rear naked choke hold that forced her to play dirty and rub his cock in order to escape.
But there was no doubt that she was in control as she crushed the opening round and ground the rookie down into an exhausted wreck. Facing the prospect of further bullying, his only choice was to throw down a 69 challenge and hope that the sex round was the weaker element of her game. But Dusk was just as tenacious with his cock in her mouth as she was with his head between her thighs. She attempted to pin and break him quickly, but Manni was persistent and kept attempting to seize control, defying her. Eventually, enough was enough. Dusk locked him into her signature Duskfall Pin and pumped his cock relentlessly, not even releasing the hold with his seed all over her hands.
From there, the rest of the match was a foregone conclusion. Back to hardness, Manni knew he had bitten off more than he could chew, willingly servicing her as she rode his face, calling herself his queen. Holding her composure, she stroked him back to an edge and mounted him, commanding him to enjoy the queen's pussy and cum into it, with the promise of a reward for his obedience afterwards. Manni lay back, surrendered and obeyed, blissfully pumping a second load inside her smooth, silky pussy, groaning in rapture. Her title defended, Dusk was delighted with her newest toy and rewarded him accordingly: by granting him the satisfaction of making her cum. Straddling his face, she rode his tongue into a blissful, triumphant orgasm before kissing his forehead and thanking him for a wonderful time, leaving him glazed and dazed and wondering what corner of Heaven he had landed in.
Psyko (TWR, TWAT match, EWFC hardcore match, TITLE MATCH, win) – With the TWR belt around her waist, and with T.W.A.T hosting a competition for supremacy between pinks and blues, there was no way that Dusk and The Blue Banner were going to avoid a clash. But the circumstances of it turned out to be rather surprising. Surely a TWR title match that was also for T.W.A.T, EWFC and The Tournament of Nations would be a prime time event on the major arena, right? No! It was held on a blanket in Dusk's flat, with a camcorder videoing it as evidence to send to the respective organisations.
With so many competitions and titles on the line, true history was being made in the humble apartment. A fact that was totally lost on Dusk's long-suffering downstairs neighbour. Used to having to listen to her having sex, she was now having to endure a cacophony on crashes as Psyko suplexed his girlfriend onto the floor of her flat four times, despite her urging him to shush and stick to quieter submission holds. But to Psyko, proving that The Blue Army was mightier than weak pinkies was far more important than heeding the increasingly irate sound of a broom handle angrily thudding into the ceiling below.
However, Dusk was getting pissed off with the rate at which that fucking suplex move seems to get drawn in TWR and so replied with one of her own, before gripping, tugging and punching the cock that Psyko was threatening to “break her in half with." This only seemed to anger him, however and, uncharacteristically, made him more vitriolic to the girl who normally he was so reverential towards. Eventually, the thudding broomstick got through and Dusk suggested they move it to the bed. Taking the camera with them, they went off to settle this by outfucking one another.
Normally, the bedroom was Dusk's domain, with Fred/Psyko melting for her and allowing her to boss proceedings. Right now, though, he was in full fight mode, determined to put the “pinky" in her place and take back his title, spurred on of course by memories of flawlessly destroying her in their last title match at the Empress Club. But Dusk was clear on one thing: she would never hear the end of it if he succeeded in taking the title off her here. So she dug deep and fought like a cornered wildcat, pulling her pussy off his thrusting cock as he tried to subdue her. She couldn't get all the way off though and he fell into her thighs. Feeling his hard member throb in her fleshy prison, she ground and rubbed it and managed to break his composure, sending a stream of white Belgian chocolate fountaining over the back of her legs.
That wasn't the end of it though. Psyko was down but not out and soon came after her again, tenaciously fingering and trying to fuck her yet again. Dusk batted him away and dissuaded him with more cock punishment but it only spurred him on to suppress her more. Fighting a painfully desperate edge, she broke when his tongue found her clit, quivering and shuddering as she climaxed. Psyko smirked: not only because Dusk cumming was his favourite thing in the world but also because he was sure that this weak pinky was finally learning her place.
But this weak pinky had more strength than he realised. Hauling him off his feet, she flipped him upside down, put his head between her thighs, legs over her shoulders and cock in mouth. Sucking him in an inverted lift, she was only mildly distracted by the flat door opening and her downstairs neighbour bursting in, complete with an assortment of spectating strangers. The shame of being watched in this position tipped Psyko over the edge and he climaxed. Feeling his cock twitch, Dusk dropped to the bed, tombstone piledriving him at the moment of orgasm to force his cum out with even more power.
He was done, surely? No. She could feel him still trying to defy her, even when twitching with his head between her knees and his cum dribbling from her mouth. She told him to tap out and surrender, promising him “his heart's desire" if he would just give it up. But no. He was defiant to the last. So she tightened her grip and crushed the spirit out of him with her last strength, forcing him to squeal and surrender in pain. Dusk was hugely relieved to have avoided having to listen to any Blue Banner bullshit for the time being. But he had failed to earn that reward for obeying her. So instead, she folded his legs back, used him as a chair and shared a pot of tea with her neighbour as they discussed his poor behaviour and how he was going to make it up to her by being a piece of furniture to make up for all the noise.
Bruce (TWR, arena match, TITLE MATCH, loss) - For Dusk's latest title defense, she stepped into the ring to face an enigmatic fighter adorned in a cape and mask. An imposing warrior concealing true power? Or a sad Batman-wannabe? Dusk was her usual polite, open, yet cautious self. She knew better than to talk trash prematurely unless provoked or to underestimate an opponent. Bruce was similarly curt and cautiously respectful as they squared up against each other to clash for the title.
Round 1 started and it was immediately obvious that this was no mere cosplay wannabe. Having shed the cape and mask as pre-match theatrics, Bruce unleased a competant, strong and skilled assault at Dusk. It was a disarming fusilade of slams, holds and sexual provocation that bamboozled her. Yet she did not panic, quickly spotting the pattern of his attacks in between numerous suplexes: he was trying to wear her out. She switched up her defense to counter this and punish him each and every time his hands roamed to her erogenous lady zones. Pretty soon, she had him figured out and, although no one could say that either of them was really in control, she had at least backed him into a corner from which all he could do was throw down a 69 challenge.
Dusk smirked as the clothes came off. A sexual showdown was what he'd been trying to engineer from the very beginning. Now it was time to see whether he could keep pace with her. In truth this duel was a humdinger! Immediately, it was obvious that Dusk was a class above him and that he could not keep pace with her... until it wasn't. Time and time again, he found a way to hold his edge, baiting her into more and more intense oral offense, which he then promptly flipped and used against her. Now it was her squealing and trying to cross her legs to keep hold of herself. Back and forth the pendulum swung until finally, FINALLY, she won out, claiming 69 victory... but at a terrible cost to her own energy and edge.
Having won nominal control in the 69 battle, she tried to keep it as they went back to wrestling with a Duskfall Pin. But he had been re-energised from cumming, whereas she was puffing and gasping for air. It wasn't long before he had her pinned down and moaning on her face as he finished off the damage he had inflicted in the 69 duel in a doggy fuck orgasm. She now knew that she was in a real battle for her title and would need to do everything she could to keep it. Bruce was smug, having broken her down. But his smile slipped when she gave him a dose of his own medicine and rode his cock to its inevitable explosion with her pussy.
If she thought she had earned a respite, she was mistaken. The pace of the match was brutal and unforgiving and, having gagged yet again on his cock before blowing him to make him hard again, she soon wished she hadn't as he used his strength to lift her clean off her feet and bounce her to a second orgasm in his strong arms. He dropped her to the mat, thinking that the job was done. And for a moment, so did she. But the warrior spirit was burning bright with her back to the wall and she found the strength to rise and force him into seeking a third orgasm.
The chips were down and it was desperation time. The next orgasm would win it. They rolled over each other, exhausting and pinning one another. Dusk was running on fumes as she spanked him and rode him and finally squeezed his cock in between her thighs, prompting him to tap out. Two orgasms and a submission... is was enough, surely? But it wasn't and she was utterly depleted. So, knowing in her heart of hearts that it was over for her and yet still refusing to go out in disgrace, she opted to spend her penalty minute and final moments as champion as a queen on his face. Minute over, Bruce positioned her and delivered the final blow with her on her back, taking a pounding. She finally broke then, asking him simply to make her decisive orgasm a good one. He nodded and obliged, finishing her off with a whopper. Knowing her reign was over, Dusk enjoyed the feeling of defeat, allowing herself to climax hard as she twitched in exhausted euphoria on the new champion's cock. Taking her belt, Bruce spared no opportunity to gloat, fastening a purely symbolic collar around her neck for the cameras. With Maris's collar still on her neck, it could never lock, but it was symbolic of the shift in power as the title changed hands.
Dianne (Classic, OFFICE SLUTS TOURNAMENT ROUND 2, win) - After the incident at the photocopier had earned her a disciplinary meeting with Monica from HR, Lady Dusk had managed to convince her (multiple times) of the advantages of allowing (and even encouraging) the clerical workforce to copulate wildly in the workplace. Stress levels would decrease, morale would skyrocket and productivity would multiply. As a result, the management created a new position of "Morale Officer", with the responsibility to spread rampant, horny joy through the otherwise drab work environment. Dusk was delighted that she could fulfill her dream role. But employment legislation demanded that a fair selection process had to be adhered to: they couldn't just give it to her. The vacancy had to be advertised internally, with a strict and unbiased selection process ensuring that the right candidate was appointed.
The internal vacancy caught the eyes of Dianne, who reckoned she was just about the biggest office slut going. And indeed she did submit a very convincing CV, earning her a position as a shortlisted candidate. The two hopefuls were ushered into a vacant office suite, along with an austere-looking (but hot) interviewer in a tight, professional skirt and blouse, clipboard and a big red pen. The interview task was simple: whoever could out-fuck the other would clearly be the best candidate for the role. Dusk was shocked immediately to discover that Dianne had elected to show her office sluttiness by turning up to the interview completely stitch naked! If ONLY she had thought of that!
But the tale of this interview was always in the creating use of the office supplies: specifically the sellotape. It was a furious back-and-forth scramble to bind and stick each other to the desks whilst fumbling for the elusive end of the tape. Dianne managed to bind Dusk first and taunted her, believing the job to be hers already, only for Dusk to use her wrestler's strength to bust out, overpower her and return the favour immediately. From there, Dusk assumed control of the situation, hypnotising a lustful Dianne into subby obedience with lots of seductive rubbing of her own tits right in her face, before she unleashed the Destroyer and started a campaign of emotional domination. Dianne was physically and mentally subdued and, as Dusk started to kiss and lick and suck her girl cock, it was earning her lots of ticks on the clipboard.
But Dianne had her heart set on this job and soon she had found her way out, sliding her cock into Dusk's pussy and trying to fuck her into submission. It was cock versus strapon in a race to prove which was superior. Aware of the cold, analytical gaze of the interviewer, Dusk felt enormous pressure but resisted Dianne's cock as she managed to keep a cool head. But as she gave her rival a retaliatory pounding, convinced that she was breaking, she found that Dianne was equally cool under pressure. Flabbergasted at her resilience, Dusk lost concentration and on the counter-fuck, lost the rally of intercourse tennis, earning disapproving shakes of the interviewer's head and big crosses on her notes as she broke down and climaxed first. However, the triumphant feeling of seeing Dusk cumming on her back underneath her proved too much for Dianne to resist and she punctuated her moment of glory by pumping a cream pie into the pussy that she was sure she had claimed.
However, Dusk was not done yet. And as the interviewer straightened, ready to end the test, she dug deep, unwilling to let herself be overlooked for this position. After a brief respite as she recovered, she was soon commanding Dianne to obey her with the full weight of her authoritative personality. As Dianne visibly cowed, the interviewer settled back down, seeing that maybe this was not over just yet. However, it was a trap: Dianne was luring Dusk into a false sense of security, looking to dominate her entirely as she came at her with the sellotape and a vibrator. Panicking, Dusk made a split-second decision and batted away the vibe to resist a deadly trap before rearing up and commanding Dianne to stroke herself to a climax like a good girl. She faltered but held her nerve and her edge, instead throwing Dusk over the desk facing the interviewer so she could look her in the eyes and see her disappointment as she climaxed and watched her dreams evaporate before her eyes.
Only she didn't. Somehow, Dusk found the fortitude to dig deep and pull herself back from the very brink in a miracle resist. Dianne was devastated, realising at once that she had met her match. That there was no doubt who the biggest office slut in this interview was. And when Dusk repelled her onto the floor and rubbed her cock with her foot, she submissively folded and spurted her creaming white surrender all over her toes. The interviewer was nodding in approval, writing notes on the clipboard and, walking on air, Dusk opened a desk drawer, taking out a tiny steel cock cage. With Dianne's defeated cock locked up, Dusk offered her the consolation of sharing the job with her. Only, she would be pleasuring the girls in the office with a thick silicone strapon, never feeling any pleasure, only numb and futile frustration as her forlorn,discarded cock strained vainly at the unrelenting bars of the cage. First order of business was to award Dusk her victory orgasm as she bent over the desk and made Dianne fuck her to euphoric climax with her unfeeling member. Then she and the interview lady took turns using the new office gimp for their delight, until the office shut for the night and they were kicked out by the cleaner. And, hey, even she got a turn with the new executive toy!
Rei (TBR, arena match, win) - When Dusk stepped into the boxing ring with long, ginger-haired Rei, it was like looking in a mirror through time. There stood the rookie, in awe of her redhead counterpart, asking her to please be gentle. Dusk smirked, knowing already that this was going to be domination, and promised that she would... in the prize round, that is. Before the bell even finished echoing, Dusk had the rookie on her back, pinned between her thighs whilst she cheerily rained punches on her. The referee was quick to intervene and get her off, whilst Dusk giggled an apologised for the “innocent mistake” of forgetting this was boxing, not wrestling. Still, her statement of intent had been made.
After the restart, Dusk was sure to follow the rules but wasn't playing nice. It was a domination of the timid rookie, who tried her very best to stick up for herself but was washed away by the experience, strength, speed and beauty of her red-haired bully. Dusk was beaming as she knocked the poor girl onto her ass time and time again. And was even more delighted whenever she rose back to her feet for more. Rei delivered some good, strong hits: enough for Dusk to feel her spirit, making all of this even more fun. Eventually, though, there was only so much punishment the poor girl could take and she was reduced to a slumped heap at the feet of her conqueror.
Dusk wasted no time at all in stooping down to Rei's ear as she lay in her defeat and whispering exactly what she had in store for her. A long, soft, sensual melting ensued as she kissed her all over and told her that good girls got rewarded by their new mistress. Rei melted immediately under the silky assault of Dusk's relentless kissing. But when her finger snaked its way inside her panties, it sealed the rookie's subservience entirely. She fingered her until she was a moaning mess before intertwining her legs around hers and grinding her pussy as she scissored her in a parody of their fight. She worked the pair of them to a blissful edge. But this was all about shattering Rei's mind ready to accept a collar, so she pulled off her before licking and fingering her to a mind-breaking orgasm that left her trembling underneath her. The next thing, she claimed her for herself with a collar before leading her away to please her new mistress.
Kira the Wolf (hentai, RP mode) - Lovers Dusk and Kira, heady and high on their shared love, decided that they wanted to prove their devotion with a week in shared chastity. This would preserve them for each other and then, when they removed the belts after seven days, they could finally enjoy bissful, hedonistic sex, fuelled by heartfelt passion. The seven day dry period would be tough, it would be hell. But it would prove to each other exactly how much they meant to each other.
So, with the two belts resting on the bedside table, they made their preparations for a week's denial, both feeling trepidation at being under each other's lock and key. But there was no chance at all that they were going to go into the belts fully loaded: they needed to drain themselves first and go in fresh. To this end, they embarked on a passonate, sensual mission to utterly blast one another with incredible orgasms. Melting onto the bed, their lips found each other and explored parts of one another that they didn't even know existed themselves. A long, long period of kissing and stroking and fondling and both were totally hooked on one another.
Dusk, always having to be so strong and dominant with other people, loved the feeling of freedom in submitting to her shy, unassuming sweetheart and lay down, encouraging Kira to sit on her face and assume control. Kira, normally so reserved and shy, loved this about Dusk: her willingness to empower her by encouraging her hidden dominant side. She rode and ground that tongue, feeling more and more bold before she reached to the bedside table: the belts weren't the only sex toys that she had brought. Fastening her tentacle strapon around her waist, she soothed Dusk into compliance before entering her, purring for her to be a good girl and let her take control. Dusk whimpered and melted, blissful in the freedom of safe submission. Kira, sensing Dusk's submission, tied her hands to the bedpost and fucked her deeper and deeper, vibing her nipples with a wand and pushing a second dildo into her mouth to give her the sensation of being utterly dominated. As Dusk hit her peak, Kira went one better and inserted a double dildo into both of their asses, pussy-fucking Dusk as she bounced on her. Double-pentrated, Dusk collapsed intot he most spectacularly submissive orgasm of her life, utterly in love with hearts flowing from her eyes as her sweet wolf evaporated her entirely.
Full of love, it was now Dusk's turn to enflame her sweet girlfriend as she took the strapon from her, pushed her down and did what she did best. Softly, deeply, gently, insistently, she doggy fucked Kira from behind, making sure that the plastic member her her g spot on every thrust with perfect, world-class precision. Kira howled and whimpered, feeling every inch of every thrust as Dusk pleasured her with peerless skill. When her hand snaked around to simultaneously circle her clit, she burst in a shower of hearts, squealing as she willingly came under Dusk's passionate care.
Kissing one another, they vowed to enjoy one more together: another for the long, dry road ahead. So they pushed the double-ended dildo back inside each other and ground on it together, moaning and whimpering and professing their love all the way to a cataclysmic, mutual, final orgasm. Both girls satisfied, they locked each other's belts shut and coveted the keys: an act that was both intimate and beautiful... before cuddling each other into a serene sleep.
Kira the Wolf (Love mode, WEDDING!!) - A secret proposal. A beautiful, intimate secret. Dusk may have been fending off proposals from Casey and Fred and even Roma at one point... but it had only served to make her question her future and who she would truly spend it with. Them all, of course. But there was one who her mind continuously reached back for: the cute, shy and vulnerable Kira. Truth be told, Dusk loved spankies and she loved power play, and sexy rivalries. But what made her really melt, what was her type... was shy, cuties. And over time, her friendship with Kira had blossomed into something truly magical. So she followed her heart and it led her back to the wolf-shaped hole in her chest time and again.
A proposal made in secret; the two had enjoyed a night of stellar sex to reset and then had locked each other into chastity as a sign of their commitment, keeping each other pure until they could be married. It had been a hard week but both had managed to stay true to their commitment. Now, after a small private ceremony with only the two of them and the registrar, they were officially married and heading back to the luxury suite at the Crimson Cavern Club, ready to share a matrimonial night of newly-wedded bliss. The only thing was, after the week they had had, one look into each other's eyes and it was clear that they couldn't last the journey. So, exchanging the keys finally, they unlocked each other, letting the matrimonial chastity belts fall to the floor of the limo. Pressing the intercom, Dusk ordered the driver to do laps of the city's ring road until further notice, allowing the tinted windows to give them the privacy they needed.
There was no time wasted on teasing each other: they both knew the urgent pain of denial. And there was no domination play this time either: it was about realising their shared love as they pleasured each other with fingers as they slipped out of their wedding dresses and massaged each other's naked bodies with their hands and breasts. Soon they were going down on one another, passionaley making out with each other's pussies as they worked their way towards a shared edge. Both desperate for release, they nevertheless held on, savouring this beautiful moment together.
But Dusk knew a little something about that car and, pressing a hidden button, a secret panel opened with a strapon inside (of course!) She entered Kira and the mood went stellar, with Kira moaning and tribbing Dusk with the strapon inside her. Dusk activated the vibrations and they rode their howling edge together until they mutually climaxed and detonated in sparks of love, releasing a week's worth of denial and a lifetime's worth of feeling. They collapsed into each other's arms, neither of them considering the cost of valleting the ruined uphostery.
It was only when the beautiful, peaceful moment was shattered by a hesitatnt voice asking whether he should exit the ring road or not, that Dusk realised that she had never actually deactivated the intercom and that the driver had been party to the entire wedded bliss. I mean, he COULD have been listening to Classic FM but it is more likely that the two-woman symphony in the back of the car had caught his attention. Either way, by the time the limo had slid through the streets sand smoothely pulled to a stop outside the Crimson Cavern Club, dresses were back on and hair had been rearranged. Nobody would know, as the two of them went inside to their luxurious suite and private dining, what had happened in the car. But they did. And the night promised a lot more of the same.
GALLERY OF HEARTS (A tribute to departed friends and showcase of gifts)
💔Yura💔 - Lady Dusk's first love: an adorable, shy yet mischievous fox girl. It was love at first hand-hold. Dusk is devastated that her travelling permission was revoked by her people and that she had to go back to her homeland! Maybe she will come back in the future. 🤞
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💄Anna Ivory - Dusk's one true mistress and the only person to ever truly make her give herself over. Like Ying and Yang, these two perfectly complete the other, filling a deep need. With her gone, Dusk has struggled to contain the spiralling submissive urges that Anna helped to quell.
🐶Chloe the Cutie – She may have spent most of the time telling Dusk how much she smelled but Dusk always felt better with this cheeky, playful, yet strangely astute doggo around.
Queen Dusk, as reimagined by Kira Ranmaru: "You will forever for me be "Lady Dusk" and a "Strong Proud Wrestling Queen with a Big Heart".
💕💕Thank you Kira for this wonderful gift.
The necklace gifted to Lady Dusk by Kira Ranmaru, protecting her from being collared and keeping her strong, free and independent. Thank you Kira. I shall treasure it! 💕💕
The engagement ring given to Lady Dusk by Fred Stark. The orange and blue stones represent the two of them coming together. The marriage never happened but she keeps this ring close to her at all times.
The engagement ring given to Lady Dusk by Casey Reyes. The black metal represents dusk and the orange is reminiscent of the colour of her hair. The engagement lasted less than 24 hours but the ring is now exchanged as a trophy between them, symbolising the see-saw balance of power in this affectionately domineering rivalry of lovers.
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