Lukretia Von Creuzfeldt Vs. Esdese: Mistletoe Madness!

Lukretia shoved with Esdese when she was shoved to create as much separation as she could. She was thankful for the breather and sat up, slowly getting to her hands and knees as she looked at her fellow domme.

She had a smile on her face as she tried to run at Esdese and aim a few quick, hard punches at the girl's face, deciding to try out a bit of her boxing technique to see how she might fair with that.

Wit her eyes temporary out of order, she was a prime target for Lukretia's renewed advance. She had half hoped that the damage she had done to Lukretia's crotch would be enough to pause the girl for at least long enough for Esdese to gain her sight back, but that was out of the question when those punches came to her face.

She was lucky enough to have one hand on her face, using the forearm to block most of the punches while she was being forced backwards, the sheer amount of irritation she had against this woman was tremendous, and she wanted to recover swiftly enough to get the fight back into her favor.

Lukretia was a little irritated that she wasn't able to punch Esdese flush in the face, but she wasn't without confidence in her abilities. She was still driving Esdese back and she felt that if she kept up the pressure, that she could push her fellow domme back to a corner and get the next kiss. Plus, even if Esdese was covering her face, that left two very large targets just waiting for Lukretia to knock around.

The German domme lowered her body and pressed her shoulder into Esdese's guard and aimed hard uppercuts into Esdese's lovely tits.

Esdese knew that as long as she could protect her face and shield her eyes, she could regain composure and fight this woman off, wanting to give her even more punishment for such a low blow to her eyes. Her attention for recovery briefly faded when Lukretia pressed up against her arms and would began to hammer uppcuts up at her exposed breasts, forcing soft grunts to escape from Esdese while her breasts wildly bounced from impact.

She had to act before Lukretia was getting too many free hits on her breasts and make them sore, though it was very hard with that shoulder blocking her out from lowering those arms. She was forced to step back, soon hitting the turnbuckle, all the while trying to force her forearms against Lukretia's shoulder in an attempt to push the woman away from her.

Lukretia grunted as she was shoved away by Esdese, but she didn't let up. She smiled at her fellow domme and took one step forward once more and swung her foot upwards, trying to catch Esdese with a hard kick between the legs. Hopefully if she connected, she'd be able to keep Esdese subdued.

Esdese need to turn things around if she wanted to bring the other dom on her knees and obeying every command she ordered. Unfortunately right now she had been driven to the corner and she was trying to defend herself from Lukretia's attacks, an irritated look once again upon the woman's face as she found herself rested back against the turnbuckle just to create some distance between them.

Unfortunately she could not stay there as a swift kick right between her legs broke right through her defense and shattered any thoughts of counter attack for the moment, her eyes widening as she fell onto her knees, clutching her crotch and rubbing it gently. Despite being very strong and skilful with attacks, she had not taken crotch attacks before!

Once Esdese drooped to the ground, Lukretia dropped to one knee. She grinned wickedly at her fellow domme and shoved her hands into the woman's exposed chest. She pushed Esdese's back into the turnbuckle and then forced their lips together, trying for a deep kiss that would earn her the second of four falls for the match. All while beginning to sensually, though roughly, knead Esdese's ample chest.

"MMmnnn...."

Esdese needed a quick breather, a recover that would prevent her from being pinned against the turnbuckle again, yet it was something the other German Domme did not allow as she was shoved back by her massive breasts and soon her lips captured again by Lukretia, adding another mark to Esdese's incoming defeat if she did not find a way to reverse this. Right now, she just had to accept that Lukretia scored another condition towards victory.

She did release a soft, short moan when the woman decided to play with her breasts, keeping Esdese pinned back against the turnbuckle with her hands just holding onto Lukretia's hips, not pushing against them since the kiss was still locked, which would be breaking a rule. She would just have to wait her turn, force Lukretia against a turnbuckle and show her what a dominant kiss was all about.

Lukretia's tongue plunged hard into Esdese's as their bodies rubbed together. Lukretia's hand continued to knead the nearly nude domme's chest while she counted down the seconds to her second fall of the match. She wanted more though. One hand left Esdese's breast. She already didn't like that she had made herself a liar, but she intended to take more than just a victory from the blue haired domme.

Lukretia reached for Esdese's panties once more. They needed to go. However, this time instead of trying to pull them off, she tugged upwards, hoping to wedge them deep into Esdese's woman hood. Lukretia was trying to get them to rip and tear, but really, maybe her rough countrywoman liked the pain of having her womanhood sawed by her own panties. Lukretia certainly loved the idea.

Even as the bell signaled Lukretia's second fall, though, she still didn't let up on the kiss. She wouldn't until she tore those panties right off!

Esdese could feel her strength slipping, sandwiched between the turnbuckle and the woman's body that rubbed into her own, her breasts manipulated by the woman's hands before one of them sought out her panties again, feeling it tugged up hard, forcing a muffled groan into Lukretia's mouth in response, briefly keeping her mind occupied from actually punching the German Domme away from her, feeling the fabric of her panties starting to lessen in restraint.

Her right eye closed tightly, barely able to keep her composure as Lukretia seemed content on outright finding the woman's weak points and exploiting them, even the smallest amounts of things that prevented Esdese from reacting were used against her, her crotch once again under attack with the use of her own panties no less, which were slowly starting to get ripped off her, her chest arching forward because of that painful method Lukretia was using to subdue her.