TWAT Royal Rumble Match: Psyko vs Emily @ The Empress Club
After losing the Blue Army vs Team Pink challenge, the TWAT is all pink around and Psyko really angry! At least, the King is blue! But no way the Royal Rumble winner will be Pink! Decided to eliminate as much pinkies as possible, Psyko challenging around and the first one who got the guts to face this revenge seeking wrestler was Emily, with her pink hair and pink eyes...
"The Wrestling Ring" game,
1 day ago,
about 4 hours long,
70 turns.
Sexual weaknesses (skip unless roll 5 or 6 if used, cum tests only resist on a 5 or 6) Dusk: spanking, face sitting, (cum test: doggy) Eily: feet, face sitting, (cum test: doggy)
TKO rules. When hit, slammed or choked you get 3 chances to roll equal or under your LP on a D100
No threesomes or interventions
Duskie and Eily have been glowing in their respective arenas since the last star game. The difference is that Duskie lost her TWAT throne and lost to an Indian lioness named Vanessa. Eily won the LWR championship from Gia, and insisted on success! The identity of the two people who meet again has changed ~ as a challenge to the title of Duskie at the beginning of the game was Eily took off all the clothes exposed to the champion ~ ❤️. Eily looks at the naked body of the woman she admires and seems to be obsessed with it, completely forgetting about the title defense. Gentle waiting and care again and again ~ Who will become the fountain in the end? Who will be conquered by the other? ❤️ Let's see!!
"Lesbian Wrestling Ring (LWR)" game,
1 day ago,
about 4 hours long,
75 turns.
An unhinged match that turned into an ALL OUT WAR between the Lioness and the Peruvian Powerhouse. A story of passion, desire, lust, and hate fucking... a lot of hate fucking.
"Lesbian Wrestling Ring (LWR)" game,
2 days ago,
about 3 hours long,
76 turns.
Dusky and Vanessa, the Lioness, stepped onto the mat, their eyes locked in a fierce stare. The tension was electric, and the crowd could sense that this clash would be one for the ages. Dusky wasted no time, launching herself at Vanessa with unmatched ferocity. She executed powerful wrestling moves, throwing the Lioness off balance and draining her energy with every calculated strike. Dusky was relentless, determined to wear Vanessa down before escalating the fight any further.
But Vanessa was no stranger to pressure. As Dusky pressed her advantage, the Lioness found her moment to counter. With a swift and strategic move, Vanessa began to turn the tide. In one smooth motion, she undressed Dusky, stripping her of both her clothing and her upper hand. With Dusky now exposed, Vanessa shifted the battle from brute strength to intimate warfare. She began her sexual assault, expertly fingering Dusky while trapping her in a headscissors hold, her powerful legs clamped tightly around Dusky’s head.
Dusky squirmed, trying to break free, but Vanessa’s bodyscissors and relentless fingering pushed her closer to the edge. Vanessa moved with precision, knowing exactly how to manipulate her opponent’s body. When she brought out the strap-on, she took complete control, thrusting into Dusky with a skillful rhythm that left her opponent gasping for breath. Dusky's resistance began to waver as she fought to maintain her composure, but Vanessa's relentless pace finally overwhelmed her, forcing Dusky to splurge in an intense climax.
Though spent, Dusky wasn't about to let Vanessa claim victory so easily. Summoning her remaining strength, she launched a counteroffensive, her eyes blazing with determination. She pinned Vanessa to the mat, using every bit of her power to rub the Lioness’s clit with expert precision. Vanessa’s body tensed as Dusky’s fingers worked her relentlessly, the rapid motion making it almost impossible for her to hold back. Vanessa trembled, her energy draining as Dusky brought her closer and closer to orgasm.
With a powerful cry, Vanessa finally gave in, her body shuddering as she came, her orgasm tearing through her like a storm. Dusky smirked, thinking she had won, draining the Lioness's strength as she pinned her down.
But Vanessa wasn’t finished yet.
Despite the draining climax, Vanessa's endurance and willpower surged. She swiftly reversed their positions, pinning Dusky beneath her once more. This time, she grabbed a vibrator, expertly teasing Dusky’s most sensitive spots, her movements quick and relentless. Dusky writhed under her touch, trying desperately to resist, but Vanessa's skill was too much. As the vibrator buzzed against her, Dusky couldn’t hold back any longer. Her body spasmed, and she came hard, the intensity of the orgasm leaving her completely spent.
Both fighters lay panting, their bodies slick with sweat and the remnants of their fierce battle. But as the final moments of the match passed, it was clear who had triumphed. Vanessa, the Lioness, had not only outlasted Dusky but had dominated her, turning the tides and claiming victory. As the crowd erupted in cheers, Vanessa stood tall, her chest heaving with exhaustion, but her spirit unbroken. She had once again proven her superiority on the mat, and despite Dusky’s valiant efforts, it was Vanessa who stood victorious.
Dusky lay on the mat, utterly spent, her body trembling from the intensity of the battle. Vanessa stood tall, victorious but far from arrogant. The crowd roared, but instead of simply basking in their cheers, Vanessa turned her attention back to her fallen opponent.
With a look of respect in her eyes, Vanessa extended her hand toward Dusky. The audience quieted, watching the Lioness's gesture with surprise. After a moment of hesitation, Dusky accepted the hand, allowing Vanessa to pull her up to her feet. The two women stood together, bruised, exhausted, but united by the fierce battle they had just endured.
Vanessa, still breathing heavily from the fight, lifted Dusky’s arm high in the air, acknowledging not just her own victory but Dusky’s resilience and skill. The crowd erupted in applause, recognizing the strength of both fighters. In that moment, there was no longer winner and loser—just two warriors who had given their all.
The Lioness smiled as she raised Dusky’s hand to the cheering audience, sharing the spotlight with her worthy rival. Together, they stood side by side, a testament to respect, strength, and the spirit of competition.
"Lesbian Wrestling Ring (LWR)" game,
3 days ago,
about 3 hours long,
72 turns.
Vanessa Velvet stood in the arena, her eyes fixed on the returning legend—Roya, the Queen of EF. After a long hiatus, Roya’s reappearance had sent shockwaves through the ranks. The crowd buzzed with excitement, knowing the two powerful women would clash in a match that would be anything but ordinary.
From the moment the match began, there was no warm-up. Roya lunged at Vanessa with the intent to dominate early, showing no signs of rust despite her time away. She was ruthless, tearing away at Vanessa's defense as she stripped the Lioness of her armor, both metaphorically and physically. The audience could feel the heat rise as the battle shifted from combat to something more intimate, the moves more deliberate and intense.
The match wasn’t just about strength—it was about control. Vanessa met Roya’s aggression with equal determination, using her powerful body and technique to pleasure and overpower her opponent. The intensity escalated as they moved into increasingly sensual territory. Roya, the experienced Queen, led with commanding force, pushing Vanessa into vulnerable positions, skillfully taking her from behind in doggy style and using her fingers with expertise that left Vanessa gasping.
But Vanessa was not to be underestimated. She fought back with ferocity, using every ounce of her skill. The tide shifted when Vanessa’s fingers found their mark, expertly teasing Roya while her mouth claimed the Queen’s sensitive breasts. Roya’s composure faltered, and a sharp cry escaped her lips, echoing in the arena as she struggled to resist the building pleasure. It was the first crack in her once unshakable resolve.
Not one to be bested easily, Roya regained her footing, wielding her wand, an artifact of her past victories, to amplify her attacks. She pressed it against Vanessa, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her opponent’s body. Vanessa trembled but refused to submit, enduring the overwhelming sensations with iron will. The crowd held their breath as Vanessa endured a near-fatal 96% Cum Test, managing to fend off the Queen's relentless advances.
Roya, sensing the Lioness' vulnerability, prepared her final assault. She mounted Vanessa, positioning herself in a move that had ended many matches before. But just as Roya thought victory was within reach, Vanessa summoned her remaining strength. With a swift reversal, she pinned Roya down, fingers plunging deep and tongue lashing out at the Queen’s sensitive spots. Every movement was precise, every touch calculated to bring Roya to her breaking point.
With one final, breathless cry, Roya came undone. The once-mighty Queen spasmed beneath Vanessa’s control, her body betraying her as pleasure overtook her completely. The arena erupted in cheers, but Vanessa wasn’t finished.
In the final moments of the match, the Lioness tied Roya up with her hands binding her in place as she delivered the coup de grâce—her mouth working expertly on Roya’s clit. The Queen’s body shuddered violently, unable to resist as the waves of orgasm washed over her, leaving her utterly defeated.
But Vanessa wasn’t finished. She knelt down beside Roya, her breath still heavy from the match’s intensity. Instead of leaving her in defeat, Vanessa extended her hand. The crowd hushed, watching intently as Roya, exhausted but not broken, accepted the gesture.
With a show of mutual respect and sportsmanship, Vanessa pulled Roya up to her feet, supporting her rival's weakened body. For a moment, the two warriors stood face-to-face, their eyes locking in silent acknowledgment of the battle they had just waged. It was clear that both had given everything, and despite the fierce competition, there was no hatred—only respect.
Welcome Back Roya!
"Lesbian Wrestling Ring (LWR)" game,
4 days ago,
about 5 hours long,
79 turns.
Having won the winner-takes-all showdown against Lady Dusk, Roby now has the T.W.A.T throne as well as his TWR championship belt. The defeated Lady Dusk has been made to come to his house as his personal maid as a forfeit for losing. Meanwhile, her boyfriend, Fred, has been invited to watch from behind a piece of one-way glass disguised as a mirror.
"Classic" game,
5 days ago,
about 4 hours long,
57 turns.
