Lucy works very hard as the assistant to the CEO of VISION, and that's not even taking into account any...special assignments (like subbing) that he tasks her with, so it's not unusual for her to build up stress. Running a nightclub is no different, and Alyss has some kinks of her own to work out. Both lovely ladies know that finding a good way to work off tension is critical, and that there's no better way than to find a beautiful blonde and work together to get some relief. So an opportunity was found and a session planned for Alyss to offer herself up to the hospitality of the VISION dungeon and Lucy's pleasure, and allow her fellow beautiful blonde to let out a side she doesn't get to show often...
"Classic" game,
13 days ago,
about 4 hours long,
1 turns.
Samira and Happy Tony Carter step into the ring for what’s more than just a fight, it’s a heated, physical clash fueled by tension and raw attraction. Their bodies lock and twist in a battle where strength meets desire, each testing the other’s limits with every move. It’s a contest of pride and passion, where every hold carries a spark of challenge and every break leaves them both catching their breath, driven by the thrill of outmatching and outlasting each other. In the end, it’s not just about who wins, but about the shared rush of pushing each other to the edge.
"Lesbian Wrestling Ring (LWR)" game,
14 days ago,
about 3 hours long,
56 turns.
Mistress vs. Monster – Stripped, Stretched, and Broken
They didn’t enter the ring like fighters.
They entered like rivals in a Erotic war.
Amaris, every inch seduction wrapped in confidence, had that dancer’s grace with a fighter’s smirk.
Dreadgale, feral and unreadable, strode barefoot over concrete and canvas alike—but tonight, she wore shoes. A rare event. A sign: this wasn’t just a match.
It was a hunt.
And they both wanted to be the predator.
"Lesbian Wrestling Ring (LWR)" game,
14 days ago,
about 2 hours long,
81 turns.
The lights hit the ring. The crowd was small but rowdy—and two of the loudest voices came from the stands: Lawrence, Dreadgale’s lucky charm, and Charlie, her broken-in “pet,” who now sat obediently on her knees in a collar, eyes only for her mistress.
Dreadgale stood at the edge of the mat, arms crossed, aura smoldering. She looked ready to conquer.
Across from her?
“Loud Mouth” Jill, bouncing in place, her energy chaotic, her eyes gleaming with something between fear, sass, and excitement.
“Hope your fans brought tissues,” Jill called across the mat. “and i can't wait until you be worshiping my feet”
"Lesbian Wrestling Ring (LWR)" game,
15 days ago,
about 2 hours long,
79 turns.
