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.
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.
SYMBIOTIC SOUL - Lady Dusk hosts as second spirit that lives inside her body. A fusion between mortal and demon, The Duskubus is usually dormant. But every now and then, she is allowed (or forcefully takes) control of Dusk's body to experience reality.
EFWC Tag opponents to play:
Arjun – Lustful Trio
Mr Q – Glorious Gladiators
Roby – Rice Boiler
TBC – Power Surge
TBC – Mystic Night Riders
TBC – The Velvet Restraint
TBC – Conquerors
Rin – Neon Anarchy
TBC – Angel and Evil Demon
TBC – Lust and Power
TBC – The J-Spot
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.
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"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
Sergina
Big Will
Carmen Rosario
A simbiotic parasite of the soul, this creature of darkness was borne of the unusual and rare fusion of a human psyche and the unbridled essence of demonic lust. The result was a human-succubus hybrid conscience that co-inhabited her body. After vying and scheming, The Duskubus succeeded in usurping Katrina's conciousness and held her mortal body to ransom. In the struggle that followed, she was extracted and placed into her own body. She was exiled and then discovered more of her human side, seeking redemption and forgiveness. A magical accident has returned her to Katrina's body and the two enjoy a somewhat peaceable truce, with The Duskubus remaining mostly dormant inside her. However, she does occasionally allow her demonic impulses to take over and assumes control of the host body.
Arena Record:
TWR: 79-40
LWR: 60-35-2
TBR: 11-13
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
EFWC Eastern title: 2 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:
The Duskubus vs Romantic (Hentai tournament round 1, win) - There was a rare opportunity for Lord Romantic and Lady Dusk to spend some sexy quality time together. Unfortunately, the Duskubus chose that momet to look out through her eyes and catch sight of the man who had led to her banishment and exile all that time ago. Seeking a chance to conclude unfinished business, she hijacked Dusk's body and proved to him that she was indeed strong by outfucking him. But when Roma said that he loved every part of Katrina, including The Duskubus, she was moved to apologise, retreat back into the depths of her soul and let Dusk enjoy her night with him with her blessing.
Golden Pink Killer (LWR, arena match, T.W.A.T match, win) - A war 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. She came at GPK with full force, blew her out of the water and celebrated by laying across her defeated body and letting Amelia the Wolf fuck her with her futa cock on top of her.
The Duskubus vs 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. However, Anne-Lena proved an immovable force and snuffed out The Duskubus's rebellion, proving the strength of mortal flesh as she resisted her dark magic and forced her to climax repeatedly and shrink back, satisfied, into Dusk's soul.
Maris (Classic, loss) - Despite coming to accept and love Maris's ownership, Dusk felt rebellious and so asked her mistress if it had to be QUITE so degrading. Could she at least stop wearing a collar emblazoned with "Maris's Kitten"? But when she came face-to-face with Maris and voiced this, she was decisively put in her place, rebelliousness suppressed as she was tied down and anally fucked into a screaming surrender, pleadging once again that she would never try to free herself from her mistress. Satisfied by her contrition, Maris granted her release by fucking her until she came helplessly. But this rebellion was not unpunished and, rather than achieving freedom from the collar, Dusk was instead punished by being locked in chatity again. When would she learn it was better to just be a good girl and do as she was told?
Kira the Wolf (Love mode) - Kira and Dusk had planned a loving evening together. But Dusk ill-advised rebellion against her mistress had landed her in chastity again. Feeling sad and disgraced, Dusk apologised that she had ruined their quality time. But Kira was both forgiving and loving. She didn't need sex to enjoy time with her wife and so they hugged and chatted and enjoyed simply being together in each other's arms.
However, following this, Maris went and locked Kira in chastity too, gaining dominion over both wives.
Roby (TWR, arena match, EFWC EASTERN TITLE MATCH, T.W.A.T match, win) - Any collision between these two titans of the ring always ended in sparks. This match, with the EFWC Eastern title on offer, was no exception. Roby was on supreme form as he crushed and dominated Dusk in the opening round. Not that she made mistakes or fought badly. It's just that he was on stellar form, to the extent that his victory seemed certain before the end of round 1. But a miracle resist got Dusk back into the match in a classic performance of the ages. And it was 50/50 as Roby nearly inched it at the end. But Dusk held in there yet again to claim the decisive orgasm and victory over her most fierce and respected rival.
Donny (TBR, loss) - Frustrated both physically and sexually after over a week in Maris's chastity belt, Lady Dusk was determined not to let her metal handicap affect her performance in the ring. So she headed for the gym and put in a mammoth training session, kicking the absolute shite out of a punching bag as she worked off some of her latent tension in lieu of a damned good fingering. In walks Donny, watching with a sly grin this sexy girl, obviously full of tension, work it all out. Time for fun, he thinks. A few jibes here, a cocky remark there and she bites. The went to a training ring, gloved up and prepared to do battle. Dusk was fighting for pride and in no mood to feel like a loser. She knocked him out cold with a thunderous head shot and stripped him naked, ready to prove that she was no subby weakling, keeping her own clothes firmly on so as to avoid any chance of losing control. However, a week in chastity had left her sensitive and desperately horny and, when he kissed her neck, she melted. She tried to regain control by going down on him but Donny had seen enough. He gripped her head on his cock and fucked her mouth whilst she squealed, emptying his balls dominantly into her mouth. Wiping his cock on her face and slapping her with it, he skipped out gleefully, leaving her frustrated, ashamed and impotently furious that, yet again, one of Maris's chastity belts had been her undoing.
Kira the Wolf (Hentai JOI) - Holding the keys to BOTH Dusk and Kira, Maris decided on a glorious treat: to pit the two wives against each other in a role-reversal domination session. Kira, normally shy and sweet, would wear the latex and be in control whilst ferocious Dusk was under strict instructions to follow every command if she wanted to earn release from the chastity belt. Donning her humiliating kitten gear, Dusk meekly deferred to Kira, who was herself struggling with the role of being the dominant. However, Dusk stayed in role and refused to take any form of control. It ended with both girls cumming in deep, abiding satisfaction after their chastity drought and Maris perusing the footage on a USB stick with Dusk on her lap, granting them both freedom at last and saying what good girls they had both been. But Dusk was worried about herself. Why was she so excited by this ultimate power that another girl had over her?
Maris (Classic, RP) - One of the conditions of Dusk's release from chastity was that after her session with Kira, she would go back to Maris dressed as a maid and shower her. So she did. Adorned in the very same outfit that had delighted Roby all that time ago, "Maidy Dusk" paid another visit to her mistress. Maris had just come off the back of a hard-fought narrow loss to Rin for the EFWC title that Rin had taken from Dusk herself. She was tired and sore and was pleased to have her kitten run a deep, hot bath, strip both of them naked and take her into the tub and help melt away the tension and frustration of her match. Dusk was the perfect picture of selfless supplication as she lovingly eased her mistress's tension. Multiple times. After three orgasms, Maris rewarded her kitten with one of her own, making it mutual as they tribbed in the bath. Just this one climax left Dusk weak and helpless, in contrast to her mistress who, despite cumming four times, was calm and sated as she stroked her kitten. She DID toy mischievously with the idea of locking the chastity belt back on her. But not this time. This time, the kitten had been a good girl.
Eily (LWR, arena match, T.W.A.T match, win) - After a long period of non-contact, Dusk's ex-girlfriend Eily returned! Dusk was excited to cross paths in the ring again with her old flame, expecting a sweet, sexy romp full of fun, the way it had always been. But this Eily different, tempered by life experiences and twisted by a disdain for the changes she saw in Dusk, most notably her permanent collaring by Maris. The girl who faced her was a long-dstant shadow of the sweet girl Dusk once knew, full of cold anger and aggression as she tried to snap Dusk through sheer passionless force. Fearing and flailing, Dusk had no choice but to fight back as hard as she could. The result of the fight was a deadlock as time expired with no orgasms and no submissions. But, because she was more fully clothed as time ran out, Dusk was awarded a win she did not feel she deserved. It was a hugely bitter and disappointing blow for Eily, fuelling further resentment. Dusk tried to shuffle out awkwardly, only to be reminded that the contract on the match victory included a requisite humiliation of the loser. So Dusk publicly sentenced Eily to be her foot slut for a week. Eily was furious. But Dusk had not done it to shame her. She had done it to give her a week with her ex-girlfriend to talk about where this had all gone so horribly wrong.
Sergina (Classic, win) - Part of the reason Eily was so bitterly disappointed with Dusk was because of the loss of the Destroyer and Eily's perception that Dusk had given away a cherished memory and possession out of submissive desire to another woman. Now free from chastity, she needed it back, and that would involve forcibly taking it from the one who had gleefully blackmailed her into giving itaway in the first place. Dusk vowed not to be intimidated and stormed round to Sergina's, demanding its return in a dispute that inevitably led to the bedroom. Sergina was just as dangerous as before; just as seductive and corrupting. And for a while, she had Dusk gasping and desperate, on the verge of breaking down yet again. But Dusk had found her courage and rallied. And once the Destroyer was back round the hips of its owner, Sergina was subjected to her righteous retribution, tied to the bed and anally fucked into a helpless, messy surrender that Dusk recorded in HD video to ensure that she would never dare to try anything like this ever again.
Sujin (LWR, arena match, T.W.A.T match, loss) - The last time Dusk had come face-to-face with this busty cutie, it had been a wildly oscillating match that had swung back and forth before ending in defeat for the redhead. This time, she was determined to level the record and get one back. However, the match started in terrible form as Sujin quickly caught her and forced perhaps the most shockingly premature orgasm in LWR history. She unravelled and it looked as though she would be flawlessly whitewashed by Sujin, especially when she tapped out. But she fought back and levelled the match, thrilling the crowd with a comeback as she scored with the recently-liberated Destroyer. However, once she herself was speared on the end of it, she became quickly undone by her own toy as Sujin scored her second win over her.
Eily (Classic, RP) - The reunion between Dusk and her former lover Eily had not been what she had been expecting. Rather than a loving, sexy romp, it had been aggressive and domineering and had left both girls feeling hollow and disappointed. Something was wrong here and Dusk could not work out what. Faced with having to choose a humiliation for Eily, Dusk had opted to make her her "foot slave" for the week, a decision she had made in order to guarantee time to be able to iron out the resentment. Eily turned up to her flat, ready to grudgingly serve. Dusk had bought nail varnish, thinking that a week of painting nails was a far nicer way to serve a "foot slave" sentence. But Eily's feelings were bitter and deep and she confided how she resented Dusk for submitting to a permanent collar, when she had refused to wear one before. Why Maris? It felt like betrayal. But Dusk explained that her relationship with Maris was a type of love too, and that she wasn't above submitting to anyone she cared for. To prove it, she showed Eily the freshly-liberated Destroyer and laid down on the bed, gleefully giving the power back as she let her ex-lover fuck her satisfactorily with it.
Eily (TBR, T.W.A.T match, loss) - After their reconciliation, Dusk and Eily were keen to attempt a fresh start for their reunion after the disaster previously. They were not due to fight in the arena so Dusk booked a training ring so that they could have a fun fight for the use of the Destroyer, which was hung on the ring post like a temporary trophy. Just because it was fun, did not mean that either girl pulled their punches and Eily surprised Dusk with a knockout shot that desposited her at her feet. Both thrilled by the reversal of power from their previous match, Dusk was made to lick and kiss and worship Eily's body before she retrieved the famous strapon and turned it on its owner. Dusk was blissfully fucked into a meltdown, with Eily loving every second of seeing her ex-lover reduced to sobs of pleasure as she climaxed hard on all fours. When they left the ring, there was something renewed between them. Not girlfriends. But not exes either. They wre something in between.
Shinobu (LWR, arena match, loss) -
Loud-mouthed youngster Shinobu entered the wrestling scene like an obnoxious whirlwind, running her mouth off at Lady Dusk about how she would love to dominate her in the ring, the sexy slut, and how she would use her face like a throne. Dusk chuckled serenely and quietly vowed to show her her place. But it was she who would be put in her own place: unconscious as a throne as Sinobu smothered her totally unconscious under her pussy! However, Shinobu wasn't going to grant her the mercy of sleeping through her own humiliation and so slapped her awake so that she would be fully conscious as she tribbed her into defeat to prove whose pussy was superior and then fucked her into multiple orgasms with her own Destroyer.
Jada Terrell (Classic, win) - Agent Ashley Graham arranged another six-figure private engagement between her two most lucrative clients for a wealthy patron who wanted to see them smoulder in bed. In the penthouse of a luxurious hotel, the two romped for dominance. Dominance that seemed at first to firmly belong to Jada as she seduced, spanked and corrupted a hapless and horny Lady Dusk. But one mistake, one momentary lapse in concentration, and she allowed Dusk to snatch the rug from under her, tie her to the bed and fuck her to the brink of orgasm with the Destroyer. Only when she saw the absolute surrender and begging in her eyes did she finish the job, securing victory with a singular, nuclear orgasm. But once the camera was shut off, she snuggled tenderly into a passionate embrace with her sexiest of friends, where she whispered huskily, "You should have kept spanking me, sweetie. I was yours for the taking."
Timmy McCallister (TWR, arena match, win) - University student Timmy McCallister was taking part in the league as an extra-curricular activity both as a hobby and as a way to earn some cash on the side. When he found himself in the ring with professional superstar Lady Dusk, all expected a total blowout due to the gulf in experience. But instead, he fought hard and fought well and, although he did end up losing, Lady Dusk was so impressed that she gave over her share of the winnings anyway. He needed it more than she did and he had certainly earned it.
Maris (Classic, RP mode) - Lady Dusk had somehow managed to actually be a good kitten for her mistress and earn a reward, choosing some nice subby time to enjoy a sensual screwing. But someone else had tried to convince Maris to uncollar her pet so that he could dominate and claim her so, even though it wasn't Dusk's fault, she had a point to prove. Starting slow and sensual, she waited until Dusk was melted and compliant before tying her up and filming herself giving her a rough, dominant fucking as a pointed message to Christian and anyone else that she was HER kitten and no one else's. But once the message was recorded, she softened, apologise and made sure to take good care of her kitten as she screwed her softly and lovingly long into the night.
Wazy (TWR, arena match, T.W.A.T match, win) - The tide of fate washed an old rival beck onto the shores of T.W.A.T in the form of Wazy. The two had enjoyed a rivalry back in the day, before Wazy left the scene. When they saw each other, both smirked at memories of victories over one another, and soon fate washed them back into the ring together. Wazy was sure that she would break for his charms like she had done long ago. But Dusk had a different memory: of Wazy floundering in her collar. And when she exploited his weakness for her body, she had it all her own way, dominating him and retrieving his old collar that she had kept to welcome a Collared Cutie back into the fold.
Monica Saunders (LWR, arena match, T.W.A.T LADIES' TITLE MATCH, loss) - Dusk and Monica, two of T.W.A.T's hottest female stars, clashed to claim the faction's vacant Ladies' title in this pin-fall match. Orgasms, tap-outs... none of it counted. The only way to win was by a pin. So both played a littel fast and loose, not guarding their pussies as closely as they edged one another, trying to weaken each other's resolve. Dusk thought she had Monica down and pinned but a reversal left her squirming helplessly. fingered as her shoulders were pinned. The moment of defeat triggered a huge orgasm and she squirted straight into the air as the title was taken from her. Victory assured, Monica wanted to punctuate the win and so scissored Dusk flat on her back and told the referee to count her out again. When the count hit three, the feeling of defeat triggered Dusk's second orgasm as the two girls mutually climaxed to crown Monica as the undisputed Ladies' champion.
Allyson (TBR, T.W.A.T match, loss) - Dusk was training in the gym when Allyson walked in, gaze locked on the sexy redhead and proposed a sparring match with a bet: a dinner date with the loser paying the bill. Dusk agreed and the two went toe-to-toe in the training ring. With no referee and both girls hot and horny, it was a sweaty, dirty affair as they rolled across each other on the mat. But it was Allyson who overpowered Dusk and won the bet. However, she was keen and impatient to enjoy her so she stripped a defeated Dusk naked and fingered her into submission before finishing her off with a strapon before telling her to go and get herself (and her wallet) ready for dinner.
Big Will (TWR, arena match, win) - Returning to more conventional duties, Lady Dusk took on newcomer "Big Will" in a mid-card arena match. Big Will was relatively new to the scene but looked to take out a veteran to establish himself. Dusk, who seemed to be faltering for form, was slick and professional, looking to put on her strongest showing. To this end, they started in top gear, clashing immediately in an intense physical brawl that thrilled the crowd from the outset.
As the two fighters crashed together in the opening moments, it was obvious that Big Will was no foppish rookie but a serious contender and huge future star. Dusk knew immediately that any mistake would be punished and that he had a distinct strength advantage as she bent her into grapevines and choke holds and back breakers. However, she was a wily and lithe fighter, able to deploy her strength when it counted and escape or reverse each hold. As the struggle went on, it became obvious that her experience was winning out and that she was slowly exhausting her opponent, ensuring that he was always expending that bit more energy in trying to keep her down. The tide of the battle was shifting against him and soon his clothing started to come away. Dusk took hold of the situation, mixing pleasure amid the pain as she asserted control with a back breaker and confounded him by pleasuring his exposed cock. When he unfastened her leotard, it simply unsheathed another weapon for her and she plunged down onto his cock, prompting the ref to end the round.
Now in round 2, the battle evened out and took on a new form. Will was indeed big and his strength advantage enabled him to hold her in some compromised positions. Round 2 followed the same pattern as round 1: Dusk breaking his control and squirming into new positions, trying to exhaust him and establish control. Only this time, she wasn't quite able to pull it off. There was one point where she sat on his face and took the pleasuring hit from his tongue just to get some breathing room. Oh, and something else too... Sensing her struggling, Will spent his energy in throwing her off and spreading her in a flying grapevine, rendering her helpless as his fingers inflicted the killing blow and finished off her edge.
Or so he thought! In a crazy moment of desperation, Dusk pulled off a miracle resist, lurching violently to topple the hold and come crashing down upon him. In the tangle, and in his confusion, she locked her legs around him and crushed, forcing the tap out. It was a hugely dramatic swing and one that would prove decisive as Will went from the cusp of making her cum to an insurmountable position of weakness as Dusk was awarded a penalty minute and full control. It was Dusk's first clear chance of the match and she was going to take it. For whilst she had been riding Will's face, she had also retrieved a certain crowd-pleasing strapon and, as the crowd chanted for the Destroyer, she fucked his ass and stroked him off, using the penalty minute to the fullest to induct him into the club of Destroyer victims, taking the first orgasm of the match.
Now trailing after being on the brink of glory, Will tried to make up lost ground by overpowering her and pounding her hard. Dusk though, knew she was sailing in control of this match up and took the wind out of his sails by squealing encouragement with a big smile on his face, as if all his efforts were for her own amusement. It was intentionally deflating: as if she was simply allowing him to do it whilst in full control. And that was certainly how she made it loo when she did cum. Lifted off the ground and shaken by his thrusting, she giggled and beamed as she was rag dolled, leaning back and cumming with shrieks of delight.
But when all was finished, she winked and said that they both knew this was over. There was another short tangle but she knew she had undermined and eroded him, winning on a psychological level. And, when she detached herself from his rope hold and presented her pussy to him from behind, he was indeed unable to control himself as he entered her again and emptied what was left in his balls deep inside her. Now victorious, Dusk was all smiles as she crooned about how addicted he was. She rewarded him by welcoming him into a second exclusive club: the Collared Cuties. With a new collar on his neck and a leash held tight in her fist, he was dragged onto all fours and sensually fucked by the Destroyer yet again.
Bia (LWR, loss) - Dusk loved her big kitten. But something always bothered her. No matter what they did, whenever she was with her, she always seemed to end up weak and helpless and cumming continuously on the end of her mighty gock while Bia smiled knowingly down at her. Now make no mistake, Dusk loved orgasms. But for someone as prideful as her, it was a bit galling to always be the one powerless. So when the opportunity came to spend some time together, she offered to give her girlfriend "the wrestling experience," hired a private ring and took a smiling Bia along for a fun little roll around.
It is important to note at this point that genuinely neither Dusk nor Bia thought that she had wrestled before. The experience and prowess of "The Crimson Jaguar" had indeed happened to Bia, but as some sort of alternate personality. Her body had experienced it, but she had no awareness of this. This turned out to be rather significant.
Once spandexed in the ring, Dusk chuckled and told Bia not to worry: she wouldn't go full throttle with her. She would maybe hurt her only a little but would make sure that losing to a perennial champion would be a hugely pleasurable experience. Inside, she was beaming. This was HER domain and for once, she would be the one bossing the sex and showing she was in charge. But when Bia gripped and crushed her in her mighty boobs, Dusk was shocked at her immense strength and how easily she crushed and pinned such a veteran professional. And when she sat on her face, it was like being crushed by an avalanche. She was utterly unable to shift her weight as she had her bottoms stripped and her pussy fingered, all whilst a smiling Bia innocently asked "am I doing it right?" Dusk was trying to bravado it out and say that she was only giving her a head start... but nobody was much convinced.
Bia was encouraged by her success and stood up, tugging free her shorts and letting all 12 inches of her mighty gock fall free in Dusk's face. Dusk squirmed and squealed as she felt it tease her entrance, but one mighty push and it was all over for her. Speared on the end of it, she was helplessly fucked into a mind-warped confusion, all while a smiling Bia remembered the glorious feeling of having Dusk powerlessly plunged on it. A squealing, helpless Dusk tried to crawl away but it was like doing battle with an anaconda: every time she escaped, she was dragged back, wrapped in those big arms and fucked anew. Dominated and without a spare millimetre in her pussy thanks to the wide girth and huge size of the gock, she plunged into helpless orgasm. Bia smiled down at her, in love with the helpless way that Dusk always seemed to lose her mind like that.
Dusk was incredulous but her pride meant that this was no longer a fun little roll-around: she was going to have to fight for real at full strength to avoid the utterly humbling outcome of being dominated by a complete novice in her realm of expertise. And so she stretegised to take the sting out of Bia's tail by breaking the gock, forcing it to cum and disarming her most dangerous weapon. She trapped and pinned her, pumping and stroking the mighty appendage. But the way Bia moved... the skill and deftness of her reversals... It wasn't simple, clumsy strength: it was inherent instinct, almost as though she was a trained wrestler herself! But that was impossible! She's never done this before! Yet even so, Dusk found herself on the losing end as Bia countered with ease, brushed her off and pinned her right back down on the mat for another futa pounding! The only reason why Dusk survived at all was out of mortal fear of a flawless humiliation. She somehow resisted the gock but was unable to crawl free. Smirking down at her, Bia knew by now that she had full control again, just as she always did. And when she saw the look on her face and felt her thrust again, Dusk knew exactly what she had planned. She pleaded and begged but nothing was going to stop Bia claiming her pussy as she finished herself off and flooded her with a searing torrent of thick cum.
If Dusk thought that one mere orgasm was enough to subdue the mighty gock then she was in for a big, hard, veiny surprise. It never even softened as Bia went right back to rag-dolling her flat on her back, held down by her strong arms. This time, she was looking to break Dusk and make her surrender entirely to her, the way Dusk had told her to when explaining the rules. Poor Dusk stuck her finger in Bia's ass in one final attempt to resist her but stood no chance and climaxed hard, her mind shattering as the true hopelessness of the situation came crashing down around her in a spirit-snapping second orgasm. Her finger clenched hard as her nervous system imploded, triggering a second orgasm in Bia, who came simultaneously and dumped a second flood of girlcum into her womb.
When Dusk had finished twitching, it was clear that she was done for this fight. She was far off in a private world, eyes glazed and body limp. Bia smiled that little smile, happy at seeing her helpless like a toy. She loved seeing her cum and, as long as she was conscious, she would squeeze as many orgasms as she could out of her. Dusk was licked, stroked and, of course, pounded relentlessly as Bia delighted in the symphony of noises extracted from Dusk's broken body as, yet again, the gock proved to be her ultimate undoing. As Dusk mindlessly purred that yes she was Bia's good girl, Bia deployed her clever kitty tongue and melted her into a third orgasm. She checked her glazed eye to see if the lights were still on and, seeing that they were, secured her on her back and fingered her into a fourth. This time, there was no response. Dusk was utterly wrung dry, climaxing into unconsciousness. So Bia picked her up and carried her home to look after her after yet another typical end to another typical date. She loved how her Dusk oh-so-loved riding her gock. What a cutie.
Bia (TBR, arena match, win) - Dusk's track record against Bia was decidedly one-sided (or at least, her track record against one part of her!) and a recent humbling in a wrestling ring had only highlighted her complete weakness against the massive 12-inch gock. So the thought of a boxing match against her big kitten girlfriend filled her with a mixture of excitement and dread. On the one hand, she loved Bia and was always delighted to spend any sort of time with her. On the other, this was a live public match and ending up speared on the gock would only end one way.
And so it was that Dusk felt the pressure to win: not only to avoid another public meltdown but also to prove that she didn't just bottom in their relationship. Bia was full of her usual soft smiles, delighted by the antics of her funny, cute, flustered girlfriend. The match started and Bia displayed her enormous strength immediately, hitting Dusk hard to set the tone. Dusk reeled but deployed her full strength, not pulling any punches as she matched the strength of Bia. But she couldn't keep her pace for long and soon was tackled down, the two of them rolling in a heap on the floor. Bia held her down as she smiled sweetly, Dusk's gloves bouncing off her as she found herself in the familiar position of being on her back between Bia's legs.
The ref pulled her off and Dusk tried to gain a psychological advantage by seducing her girlfriend with her tits and ass, rubbing them both in her face. But this turned out to be a mistake as Bia laughed off the attempt, threw her down again and pummeled her head until she was dizzy and dazed. The ref enforced a break to check Dusk was okay to continue and Bia jumped to a quick start to resmue the action, catching Dusk unawares. But Dusk's experience kicked in and she instinctively used her smaller size and greater speed to evade the devastating blows and counter with such force that the ref signalled the fight to stop so she could check on Bia this time. Whether she didn't hear the ref or simply chose not to, Dusk wound up and windmill strike and knocked The Big Kitten on her ass with the ref standing right there. Bia got to her feet incredulously and hit back, immediately knocking Dusk flat on her back. It could well have been the end, had it not been for the irate referee shouting that it didn't count because she had stopped the fight already. As a penalty for the rule infraction, Dusk was ordered to strip and go topless for the rest of the fight.
Bia was getting excited, seeing Dusk flustered and topless and immediately knocked her on her ass again, legally this time. Dusk beat the 10 count but was staggering and groggy. Fortunately for her, the end of the round was near. Bia was getting excited by the flesh on show and so stripped her own top to reveal her own huge breasts. As the fight restarted, this seemed to excite and invigorate Dusk, who came out with more energy and a renewed ferocity. She stepped in, clinching Bia and kissing her deeply. Bia, surprised, dropped her guard to play with Dusk's pussy with her glove through her shorts. But when she did, Dusk unleashed a ferocious one-two against her while she was unguarded. The first hit bounced her off the ropes and the second caught her on the rebound, dumping her on the ground. Bia waved her glove, knowing herself that she could not fight on with such a spinning head. Dusk was delighted and cheered wildly at, not only defeating the unassailable Bia, but at actually winning a boxing match at all.
But ultimately, she loved her Big Kitten, despite always ending up as a quivering helpless mess on her gock (or perhaps because of it!) She joined her on the mat for the prize round, kissing her and saying that she would make sure it was a pleasurable, delightful loss, but that the gock was going NOWHERE NEAR her pussy this time. She slipped her hand down into her shorts and curled soft, warm fingers around it, touching all the secret, sensitive spots to make Bia coo and purr with delight. Nuzzling and kissing and caressing each other as she stroked, Dusk's pussy was twitching with excitement at the feel of it, yearning once again to be filled by it and fucked into rapture. But Dusk resisted the urge and instead went down on Bia, filling her mouth with the head and top of the gock, stroking and licking her into her mouth until she felt it tremble and and could taste the first drops of precum gathering at the head. She smiled softly and told Bia to let go, taking a geyser-like eruption full in the mouth. Bia smiled in warm bliss up at her and Dusk kissed her forehead. She had finally done it: she had triumphed over the gock. Now she could happily take Bia backstage and let her do what she always did to her, safe in the knowledge that it didn't hold complete power over her.
Emily (TBR, arena match, T.W.A.T match, loss) - Emily and Lady Dusk, two former queens, clashed in a high-intensity boxing clash. Emily had only very recently destroyed and dominated Dusk's daughter, Star, in a boxing match and Dusk was keen to avenge her honour. But it turned out that she too wasn't blameless, having talked smack to Emily's daughter. But more pressing was that the last time they had clashed had been during a Legions of the Twilight throne challenge, in which Dusk had been defeated and fucked with her own Destroyer. There was a personal angle to this one and it showed when both girls came out hot, swinging wildly and hitting hard. It was clear that both girls had come to fight... and also to fuck the loser into disgrace.
Dusk's tactic of blowing Emily out of the water with pure strength was going nowhere, so she tried to distract her and weaken her with a smothering in her breasts. Emily escaped by tangling Dusk's legs and taking her down to the ground, straddling and hitting her repeatedly whilst on top of her. The crowd were delighted by the intense action. More so than the referee, who separated them and had stern words with Dusk about her conduct. With her distracted, Emily sent a clear message of intent, striking Dusk hard and rattling her head before delivering a second, harder blow to sprawl her on the mat. She smiled down at a fallen Dusk, telling her to stay down and she would take it easier on her in the prize round. Of course, Dusk refused, beating the count to fight on.
Reeling from the attack, Dusk went back to smothering Emily in her boobs. But when Emily pushed her off, she realised that she had done it to position her in the corner. Dusk unloaded a tumultuos assualt on her trapped victim, raining a flurry of blows on Emily despite her attempts to fight back or flee: she was pushed back into the trap repeatedly and pummeled some more. Looking for the kill shot, Dusk hit her so hard that she bounced off the ropes like in wrestling, meeting her unprotected head with a thunderbolt follow-up. Emily went down to the collective wincing of the crowd, who felt the blow in their own bones. Dusk felt sure that such a hit would keep her down and so was under-prepared for Emily to get back up and hit her straight back. With Dusk reeling, Emily put her forearm on her throat and pushed her back into the ropes to choke her. Dusk fought her off and pushed her away.. into perfect strike range. With a smirk, Emily took that step back and delivered an upper cut to cut her stone dead, followed by a hook to send her down onto her face, ass in the air, totally knocked out cold. It was clear that Dusk was totally done, with the crowd roaring and cheering, placed her foot on Dusk's raised ass, gloves in the air, celebrating even as the ref reached the count of ten.
With the ref smiling and telling her to put on a show, Emily straddled a knocked-out Dusk and stripped her top and her own. Dusk came round groggily to see a smirking, bare-breasted Emily sitting atop her and weakly strugled, trying to salvage pride and push her of. Not that Emily was for shifting. She pinned Dusk with ease and, when she still refused to be still, reverse-sat on her face, burying her head under her skirt in her ass. Dusk's protests and struggles died away as, buried in the warm darkness under her skirt, she was cut of from the sights and sounds of the ring and jeering crowd and forced to only focus on the sensation of Emily's tongue on her clit and pussy. As she surrendered and moaned into her ass crack, getting wetter and weaker and increasingly tame, Emily lifted her legs and bent over, her white-pink hair falling over Dusk's crotch to hide exactly what she was doing from view. Her tongue fiully extended, she invaded her pussy, licking and lapping at the walls to find every hiden secret sweet spot and break any last shreds of resistance.
With Dusk tamed and gasping and moaning helplessly into her ass, Emily knew the job was almost done. She was ripe and prmed and ready to be finished of. Releasing her, she signally for the ref to bring her Dusk's Destroyer. Fastening it around her own waist, she crooned that she liked it and would like to take it with her after this was over, if Dusk didn't mind? But as it parted Dusk's edged flesh, she lost the power of speech, unable to acquiesce. That wouldn't do. No, not at all. Emily drove her utterly insane with it until, in short order, Dusk howled, "😩😩😩 AAAHHHHHH YESSSSSS! TAKE IT! TAKE IT! JUST.... FUCK ME HARDER WITH IT FIIIIRRRRSSSTTTT!!" Grinning in total victory, Emily obliged and gave Dusk a deep and thorough plapping with her own signature toy, ensuring that she howled her total surrender and begged for orgasm before dominantly finishing her off, leaving her twitching spasmodically in complete meltdown under her pounding hips. Half-unconscious, Dusk was in a world of pink fog as Emily picked her up and carried her away, with her newest trophy swinging between her legs.
Emily (TWR, T.W.A.T match, loss) - With the Destroyer now in Emily's possession, Psyko went to her (without Dusk's knowledge) to negotiate its return so that he could take it back to his girlfriend like a hero. This did not go well. In fact, Emily's best and final ofer was for Dusk to crawl to her and beg at her feet for it back. It was tempting... and that troubled her. She had broken so many times that she was now giving herself away left, right and centre. When had this happened? Why had she become so subby after being such an indomitable queen? Well no more! The Dusk of old had been forced to her knees but never broke! She would regain her pride, and that started now! She refused to beg, demanding that Emily return her property or have it plucked from her dazed, numb fingers. Emily smiled but proposed a counter-offer: that they share the toy instead! It would still be Dusk's, stil have her name on it... but Emily would be able to use it too whenever she wanted. Dusk relented. It seemed like an acceptable compromise, especially when Emily rented a training ring to settle who would have first turn on it. Dusk was sold: this wasn't even a contest for full ownership. There was no risk of losing it for good: here was a chance not only to get it back for certain but also to mete out some long-overdue vengeance.
There was no crowd and no ref. It was just the two of them. But there was no friendly gentle tussle between these two wrestling queens. It was full impact, full throttle right from the start. Emily once again had to remind herself that Dusk never started lightly as she was forced onto full defense from the very start. But she had a tactic: to wear Dusk away with relentless and repeated spankings. At first, Dusk shrugged it off, determined to shift her reputation as a spank slut along with her one for being a walk-over. And so she broke out of the spankies and buried Emily with a phenomenal driver that laid her out and let her pin her under her ass. Emily, of course, wasn't so easily dispatched and so Dusk tried to smother her in her boobs, only for Emily to spank her way out, yet again targeting that soft, sensitive ass.
After some more back-and-forth in which both girls inflicted huge submission hold damage and pulled of miraculous reversals, Emily was left staggering to her feet, using the ropes. Dusk struck and locked her in a Boston crab. Emily reversed and locked in the camel clutch, commanding Dusk to submit. But when she broke free and countered with a mighty stunner that laid her out, it looked as though Dusk had her triumph. All that was left was to pin her unmoving body. However, when she got near, Emily burst to life and took her right out with a truly devastating plex driver!
This would prove to be the decisive move in the match as Dusk was totally flattened and put firmly under Emily's control, tortured and teased and eroded as she sadistically turned the screw, subjecting Dusk to an unending torrent of torture. All the while, she kept telling her to submit, to make it easy on herself, to surrender, to just accept the Destroyer fucking that she clearly wanted. Dusk was in a psychological battle with herself now. The pressure to submit was tremendous. But that steely voice inside her refused to break. She had set out to prove that she wasn't for breaking and it started now! And so she endured, defying Emily time and time again, even though her situation was totally hopeless.
Determined to snap Dusk's will, a dominant and triumphant Emily knew she had won. She just needed to drag it out of Dusk's tortured lip. So she bent her, fingered her, slammed her, smashed her on her knee...whatever it would take. When it seemed she would take no more, she went for the pin, counting the three count with spanks on her ass. And yet... and yet... Dusk STILL refused to give in, raising her shoulder as she groaned in agony. In the moment of Emily's consternation, Dusk FINALLY found her fighting feet and struck back hard in one final last stand. But Emily was not going to be denied and crushed her spirit finally with a knee to the gut that took the wind and fight right out of her.
And yet Dusk had not officially surrendered. And that was the one thing Emily wanted to hear. Now in the corner where today's trophy hung from the ring post by its straps, she teased and seduced her stricken foe. Dusk was burning hot now, entranced and ground down by her sexy, seductive queen of a rival. The clothes all came off and the real fun started, as Emily melted the shards of Dusk's shattered will. This time, the spanking worked: Dusk had nothing left with which to fight it. And when she bent her over and pressed her pussy to Dusk's ass, her lingering, yearning gaze to the Destroyer told her everything she needed to know.
Strapped up, Emily entered her, pushing the Destroyer fully inside and spanking Dusk's ass in complete triumph. She didn't need to hear her submission now: she knew she had it, despite Dusk's weak attempts to crawl away just to be pulled back onto it and fucked anew. Another spanking and Dusk could no longer hold it in, finally FINALLY giving Emily the words she wanted to hear and telling her to break her with her own strapon. Smirking, Emily bend her face down, planting her foot on her head to hold her down as she drilled her deeply and wetly. Reaching round and adding her fingers, she got her to the brink and made her verbally howl her surrender before finishing the job and showing who, in this partnership, who she thought the TRUE owner of the Destroyer was. Body, soul and sexuality broken, Dusk squirted and sprayed all over her own toy, slithering down onto the mat to be pinned and officially defeated.
However, Emily seemed true to her word. The Destroyer would come home with her for a short while... but it would still be Dusk's and still bear her name. And she could take it whenever she wanted. Dusk was unsure how to feel. She had broken yet again... albeit under the most insurmountable pressure. Emily seemed to have nothing but respect for the strength she had displayed in holding out so long... before dropping the bombshell that if Dusk had only said "please", she would have returned it outright!
Carmen Rosario (TBR with Classic mode aftermath, arena match, win) - Mutual agent Ashley Graham orchestrated a rematch between these two sexy beauties. The last time they had met, it had been in a one-sided bedroom domination in which Lady Dusk had quite forgotten her own strength. Now they were in the ring: more familiar territory for skilled boxer Carmen, who took it to Dusk big time! The crowd were treated to a one-sided drubbing as the redhead was knocked on her ass 6 times without any retort. Carmen was going for an early knock out and felt sure she would get it through attrition alone. But Dusk, in her match with Emily, had vowed never to submit without a fight and so somehow managed to find the strength of will to get up each and every time. Faltering in the ace of such unbreakable resilience, Carmen waned and Dusk finally, finally roared, unloading a short and intense bout of ire that left Carmen winded and unable to fight on whilst the crowd roared at the incredible comeback from nowhere. Back in the locker room, Dusk decided to claim her prize in private. But descending into a dominant frenzy, she used the Destroyer to fuck four multiple orgasms out of her fallen, sexy opponent. She was really going for six: one to repay every knock down Carmen had delivered. But simple sexual exhaustion had something to say about that. So four was all it was. Not that Carmen seemed to mind too much.
Kenji-San (TWR, arena match, T.W.A.T match, EFWC EASTERN TITLE MATCH, win) - Dusk had two reasons to put in a strong performance and defeat Kenji when they met in the ring for this rematch. She had a title to defend. But she was also Kenji's captain in the new tag team competition and had to show her strength in order to keep her boys in line. Kenji was looking like the upstart rebel when, after a tense, close struggle, pinned her in the corner with his clothed cock in her mouth. Feeling like he had her number, Kenji challenged her to a 69 duel. That's when it all went wrong for him. A Duskfall Pin made short work of him, drawing his first orgasm. Then a rampant Dusk simply continued using him, pounding his cock until he tapped out to avoid a second orgasm. Now fully in control, Dusk dominated him completely, edging him as she pined him to the ground. But when she felt him edge again, she backed up and planted her pussy right on his face. It was so wet that it formed a perfect seal, prompting him to tap out and end a complete collapse that resulted in a perfect 100-0 flawless victory! With her title defended, Dusk rode his face, using it to bring her off in her moment of dominant triumph and squirt like a queen over him. Her parting jibe was to say how much fun she'd had and thank him for this training match.
Maris (Classic, RP) - Somehow, Dusk had managed to be such a good kitten and obey her mistress enough to earn a reward. Dressing in her kitten ears and tail and maid costume, she excitedly awaited what Maris had in store for her. Maris revealed her plans to eat Dusk's pussy to a generous orgasm but took a patient age to do so, keeping her writhing and waiting as the anticipation built. On all fours between Dusk's legs, Maris looked vulnerable as she asked who Dusk thought was in charge. Dusk floundered and hesitated, wondering if this was an opportunity to take back power and free herself of the control of a collar. But, deciding it was a trap, she caved in, feeling weak, and pledged that she was the kitten. Smirking, Maris made her beg for her reward before going down on her and rewarding her obedience with a passionate and thorough sensual pussy eating. Edged and blissed out, Dusk came all over her face on command. Seeing she was done, Maris showed her the ring that Dusk had given her for Christmas, actually a remove for the Toy Tamer vibe inside her. Turning it on low, she resumed the training of her kitten, telling her to wear the same clothes she had just cum in and to feel the vibes but not cum until told like a good, horny kitten. When would that be? Who knew?
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