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.

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