Esdeath vs. Dr. Cutter - On Your Knees

It was tempting to let herself get carried away in the moment. Too tempting. Dr. Cutter hadn’t forgotten that this was, in fact, a match, one that she wanted to win in order to solidify her place in the AFW. At the same time, she wanted to enjoy this moment, and would’ve had no problem simply fucking Esdeath until the sun came up. Maybe even a bit longer beyond that.

But no - her newly found rival had other ideas. They were still in the midst of battle, and wouldn’t find satisfaction until one of them submitted.

”So be it.” With that, Dr. Cutter raised her legs up, swung them around, and tried to snag Esdeath’s head between them, hoping to catch her with a tight headscissors, something that would hopefully swing the match back around in her favor.

Esdeath had various ideas in mind to subdue Dr. Cutter, there was always time for such lewd debauchery when she had won and boy would she take her time to do that. The woman was a dangerous opponent and certainly a dominatrix living to it's standards, which had put Esdeath in vital positions of actually losing the match!

She was about to rise up, but those legs came around her head and soon her cheeks were getting squeezed by those dark, luscious thighs, worked back down onto her side and into that headscissor hold was not on Esdeath's agenda, who would begin to push against those legs, trying to quickly free herself.

Dr. Cutter had offered Esdeath pleasure, the sort of pleasure that most could only dream of. Instead, she’d chosen the route of pleasure and pain. While she could respect the woman’s decision to with more violence, she had to question the wisdom. Considering the blue-haired vixen’s current position - squirming between her legs, aching - it was safe to assume she had similar thoughts.

As Esdeath fought and squirmed, Dr. Cutter rocked forward, pressing her wet sex against her foe’s face, moaning as her nose brushed along the length of her slit. ”Yes…” She moaned, sighed, and let out and a husky breath, her body heating up more and more with each second. ”Nothing to say anymore, dear?” Dr. Cutter gave her thighs a few pulsing squeezing, hammering into Esdeath’s temple. ”You could at least try to squeeze out a few words through my pussy before you doze off. I won’t likely hear you, but I’ll love the vibrations.”

Esdeath needed to break free, knowing that Dr. Cutter had cutting edge thighs that went along with her dominatrix personality, not to mention that she was basically getting that wet sex across her face, forcing her to taste the woman's wetness and to be side tracked along the process, it was a effective hold that any dominatrix would enjoy to put their victims in, a true display of dominance and sensual destruction! Esdeath was experience in the same though so she knew she could last longer than the average Joe.

She still needed to pry herself free, those thighs starting to crush her skull little by little, her hands raising to push against those legs, trying to force them off while Esdeath had difficulty even breathing thanks to that pussy pressing hard against her face, a combined sensation of pain and humiliation was not something the long blue haired dominatrix was going to take laying down, literally! She pushed as hard as possible, trying to break that hold before it crushed her into a submissive state!

Dr. Cutter couldn’t help but sigh as her legs clamped down on Esdeath’s sides, crushing away at her skull. It was too delicious, really, and she had to silently chide herself. She should’ve came to the AFW years ago, and she certainly should’ve became more active than she had been in previous years. So many wasted opportunities.

But she was making up for it. No question. Esdeath would likely agree, if only she could form coherent sentences. Speaking of which…

”We can start to move on to more pleasant things, dear.” She grunted and clamped down on the hold, pouring more power into it as Esdeath’s struggles intensified. ”Say my name, admit that I’m your superior, and I’ll release you.”

And win the match. But that went without saying, Dr. Cutter felt.

Esdeath started to lose in a really bad away, not to mention Dr. Cutter's legs were dangerous tools of their own, making sure that the blue haired dominatrix was doing nothing but gasp for air! Her head was already starting to hurt with the way the woman was digging into it, preventing Esdeath from getting away or even getting back up onto her feet, hissing with the power of that hold increased dramatically!

" Kh.. Like I would do that..! " Esdeath's stoic personality started to waver now that the dark skinned dominatrix gained more and more control of Esdeath, who was simply starting to get distracted with the way the woman held her, not to mention that she was getting aroused from the scissor hold. The match had been going on for a while and Esdeath was feeling the fatigue, yet chose to remain resilient in her task to free herself and defeat the other dominatrix.

Dr. Cutter just had a long sigh at Esdeath’s response, like a mother with an unruly child. Stubborn, so very stubborn. She couldn’t fault the blue-haired vixen, she supposed, knowing full well that she would be every bit as defiant were the roles reversed. Nonetheless…

”You need to face reality, dear.” Dr. Cutter moved her legs around and transitioned into a figure-four headlock, clamping down tight on Esdeath’s neck, pressing hard against her windpipe. ”The match is over, effectively. The choice is yours. Do you want to spend the rest of your time here wrapped in pleasure…”

Dr. Cutter grabbed her ankle and pulled back hard on the hold, cutting off all air to Esdeath’s lungs.

”...or writhing in pain?”

Esdeath could only release sounds of protest for a little while, her hands pushing against those dangerous chocolate thighs proved unsuccessful and the woman transitioned it into a figure-four headlock, denying Esdeath more air as the other dominatrix started to take more and more control from the situation, even dealing with Esdeath in the ways of pleasure and soon pain. She couldn't really deal with either when she was in a position like this, much less after almost choking on wet pussy just a few minutes ago.

Her prison was tightened when Dr. Cutter applied pressure with her hand, her eyes starting to bulge open and her struggling became wilder when her predicament became apparently, shaking the back of her head lightly against the Dominatrix's crotch as it seemed that the blue haired dominatrix was starting to lose all control!

This was delicious. Dr. Cutter couldn’t remember the last time she’d derived such pleasure from domination, and she’d had so many in her time, control scores of women. None of them could quite compared to the icy beauty between her legs, the sheer thrill she got from dominating a dominator. Part of her was annoyed by the stubborn, the refusal to give in when she was clearly finished, but another part admired the tenacity and relished the challenge. The harder the fight, the sweeter the conquest.

And so Dr. Cutter continued to squeeze, now pouring her full strength and power into the effort. ”Have it your way, dear.” She pulled and flexed her legs, pouring into Esdeath’s skull with punishing pressure, fully attempting to knock her out. ”Perhaps a little nap can help you see the error of your ways.”

There was no options for Esdeath to take in order to force the woman off her, those legs were dangerously close to crushing her to the point where she would not only lose the match but also to give the woman free reign! She hated being talked down when she found herself superior but that mattered very little as Dr. Cutter resumed squeezing her without holding back, feeling like her skull was about the be crushed by the sheer pressure!

Her eyes widened, hands pushing against those bare thighs, the power was too much for Esdeath to take for a long duration and this match had been going on for a long while! Soon her body began to crumble, her lower body arching from the ground as Dr. Cutter showed no mercy today and even Esdeath would find herself without any kind of leverage, her eyes beginning to flutter and soon enough fell completely shut, her body going limp as her skull was so close to cracking thanks to Dr. Cutter's merciless hold, passing out!