Luna Ashcroft vs Amaya Morimura [Thrall or Fall] Special Stipulation Match

As Luna inched closer on her knees, she was actually rather pleased with whatever sheets were on the bed. They were soft, slightly cool to the touch, the perfect things to get lost in. She fully intended to make certain she left this bed disheveled and well used once she got her hands on Amaya.

She instinctively flinched as Amaya swung her pillow at her, batted upside the head she was a bit surprised she had reacted like that. It was a pillow, feather pillow with had a bit of weight behind it but… Luna routine took part in her fair share of matches with weapons. Chair shots, kendo sticks, baseball bats… this was child's play to her. Still, it was adorable her prey thought this would be enough, so she played along.

Luna flopped to the side as if the pillow blow had been a mighty one, just so happening to sprawl herself out in such a way to better present herself to Amaya. She moaned softly as she writhed seductively on the bed. “Lady Maya… you’re so cruel.”

Luna in her pretend vulnerability had extended one of her legs out towards Amaya, subtly slipping it down between the girl’s legs. If it went unnoticed or simply not stopped, she would lift it lightly to press the top of her foot against the girl’s neither to continue her assault on her prey’s womanhood to batter down her defenses.

Finally, the throbbing in her womanhood had stopped and she was better equipped with her senses instead of stumbling in the pheromone trap. Amaya of course had no idea that Luna had experienced a fair share of hardcore matches and had made contact of the unpleasant kind with a lot of really hard objects. Maybe she was all strength and not much of a damage sucking machine?

"Oh...oh. Are you okay?"
She asked naively. As the girl laid there, the young Japanese had to admit that she looked adorable. Maybe if that had not been a match this girl could have indeed seduced her into having sex with her. She would probably be already moaning in her fangs if Luna had sought out her massage praxis and no clothes, pillows or spider webs were there to protect here.

"AIG!"
She suddenly felt something brushing against her womanhood! While she had been watching along the beautiful curves, the tricky girl had sneaked a foot right between her legs which had caused her shriek and a little jump.
"M...mean."
She gasped while she would drop the pillow and attempt to shove the leg away from her with both hands while moving a little bit into the other direction, reaching out for another pillow. And now the throbbing was also back, much to her chagrin and also a little bit delight...

Amaya’s naivety was cute. Despite everything she had done to the girl thus far, and with both girls being in some way aware of what she intended to do with her, she was still concerned when Luna played up the girls pillow strike. She pouted up at Amaya, a playful glint in her eyes as she inched her foot into position…

She couldn't help but giggle a bit at the startled reaction from her prey, having her probing limb shoved away. Luna raised her long legs, wiggling her toes tauntingly at Amaya before slowly rising back to her knees. She crawled after the girl like some manner of predatory cat, her backside lifted slightly moving with a seductive sway.

She was tempted to simply pounce the girl, she knew the moment she worked herself back on top of Amaya the little game they were playing would end and her prey would be hers to command. She wasn't quite ready for that yet. Luna was enjoying the chase, when the girl eventually did succumb to her, she wanted to have whittled her down to that point.

As she neared, Luna scooped the pillow she carried either up, giving it a toss at Amaya as a distraction. She crawled closer, reaching out to shove the girl backwards onto the soft inviting bed. Rather than climb on top of her though, she would grab hold of one of the girl's legs, trying to slip it out from under Amaya to extend it fully.

Her first order of business were to be rid of the girls high heels. She hooked a finger around the heel of the girls shoe, delicately removing the footwear to cast it aside out the side curtain. Luna would take the girls foot in her hand, gently massaging it for a moment before she slowly worked her way up the length of Amaya’s leg until she was laying down across it, trying to plant kisses along the girl's thigh.

Amaya had crawled away, but with so less space, it was quite clear that she could not run very far.
"Unf! Agh..."
She gasped out when she was finally put on her back again after the impact of the pillow and the hove of Luna, bending her like a pretzel because she was still on her knees. right there, Luna could have indeed have conquered her already, and she groaned out in defeat when one of her legs was yanked out from under her.
"Stop. No..not there!"
She groaned, trying to hold on to her high heel but it was too late. She wanted to say something else, but then the kissing and the massage started on her foot.
"I´ll show you how to...oouuhh...do that properly in my...massage salon..."
She stammered in a desperate act of defiance before the girl finally pushed down on her legs to kiss her tight.

"AH!"
It was the first really loud scream of Amaya echoing through the room in ecstasy when her tight was kissed while a first little stamp spot visibly showed on her panty. Still she would in desperation try to swing her pillow against the head of Luna. She would not go down this road without a fight!

While it was true she didn't have the expertise of a trained masseuse, she had ample experience with playing to what her opponent's weaknesses when it came to her touch. “But why stop?” She responded softly as she slowly moved from kissing the top of the girls high to the inside, giving the girl a long tickling lick for emphasis. "Is that so? You wish to see me again after tonight? I must be making quite the impression on you."

She giggled again as she was bat with the pillow, peering up at Amaya with a quiet intensity. “Very well, not there…” she crawled to the side, wrapping her hands around the girl’s other leg to draw out it's length before her. “Here perhaps?” Luna purred as she worked in the reverse down the woman's other leg with long hot kisses and gentle caresses. Her fingers danced over the girl's delicate skin, palms pressed in any time she seemed to find a spot the girl liked more all the way down to her ankle. She would lift the girl’s leg to wiggle off her high heel and toss it aside, giving her prey a fanged smirk.

“There, doesn't that feel so much better?” She held the heel of Amaya’s foot in her hand, running a finger up and down along the sole of her foot. “You needn’t be shy Lady Maya, it is just us here.” She gently pinched the girls toes between her fingers giving the playful little tugs.

"Ghh...that´s not what I..ouh!...meant."
Amaya replied with a frustrated huff, shortly before her other leg was taken out from under her to grant her a short relief before Luna began to move down her other leg. The pillow fell out of her hands because she felt a rush of sensual energy going through her body which caused her to close her eyes and press both of her hands on her crotch because the urge to cum was getting stronger, especially with the thought that she as about to get undressed. Squirming her torso around in the throes of sweet pain, her arms trembled in the task to not touch but shield herself from the stimulation.

"I won´t...AH!...give..."
She hushed, and even that was interrupted by a hot groan before she put her hands away from her crotch and tried to shove Luna away with her other leg.

Luna had been taking her time, watching Amaya as she worked her way down the girl's leg. Her prey was providing her with quite the show, losing herself to the moment before she had even really gotten her hands on her. She supposed it wouldn't matter how much or often she made the girl peak... After all, she had very explicit directions to how she needed to win. They hadn't told her she couldn't have her way with the girl as many times as she pleased up until then. It all came down to the other woman's endurance she supposed. "Oh? My apologies Lady Maya, you are becoming increasingly more difficult to understand."

"Oof!" She was shoved back, rolling into the sheets with another laugh. She sprayed herself out on the bed, turning her head to look over at Amaya. She held up her hand, with two fingers raised, giving them a wiggle. She then slowly lowered them between her own legs, motioning as if rubbing herself before puling back to wag a finger at her prey. She was miming the girl's behavior and giving her a silent reprimand. That was her privilege, she didn't want the girl stealing it away from her. She slowly rose back up to her knees. She bright a finger to her lips, nipping the fingertip of her glove. She began to slowly tug, pulling her glove off until her hand was free and the item was hanging from her teeth. She held out her hand, dropping the glove from her mouth into her palm before she tossed it aside. She would then do the same for the other.

She tugged the decorative frill from her collar, tossing that aside as well. The top of her shirt hung loose giving a lovely view of her black lace lingerie. There was a limit to how open she could make it with the various straps and leather corset one piece. She was having fun, little by little undressing them both. She slowly started to make her way over to Amaya on her knees, holding her hands out to the girl as if she were seeking a hug. She turned her wrists over, curling her fingers to beckon her closer as she neared.

"Hah...hah...not... finished."
Amaya looked up from her writhing on the sheets when she actually managed to throw the girl away from her, her womanhood already protesting harder against the treatment of the soft fingers of Luna. slowly she rose to her legs again, taking short, hasty breaths.

"I...it´s not what you think!"
She answered, deeply embarrassed by the suggestive motion on the crotch Luna mocked her with. Still one of her hands did not leave her crotch very far until the girl had undressed, and if it was just to stop the widening of the damp spot which also now showed a little on her dress. In any way she would not give up any of her clothes voluntarily!

She would crawl forward with a heavy breath, both hands on the sheets, and then jump like a frog against Luna. A big, pretty tired frog, but still better than just waiting until Luna just overwhelmed her.

As Amaya pounced for her, she her opened arms around the girl, pulling her into a tight embrace. As the two fell backwards onto the bed sheets Luna twisted her body to throw her prey down onto the bed with her prominently on top. She let out a low rumbling purr as she tightened her arms around the girl, burying her face in her chest.

“You came to me after all” She taunted in a sweet tone as she nuzzled up against the fabric of Amaya’s dress and black top beneath. She would give the girl a tight constricting few squeezes really driving home the difference in their strength against any protests. “If it isn't what I think, Lady Maya, please, explain…”

Luna began to him softly a rather elegant tune, in fact, it was her actual ring entrance music. All the while she would keep her prey in a half hug while her other hand moved up the the collar of the girl’s slowly beginning to remove her from the garment. “Oh my… your gown has become soiled somehow… we had best see you out of it and into more appropriate night attire”

Once she had the collar free, Luna began to slowly peel the dress away. A distant part of her was saddened by the fact they had managed to ruin it in the initial struggle. It really was a fetching outfit. She had left Amaya’s arms free, giving her the ability to fight or struggle as she removed her dress… however, she had decided to make it difficult by placing her lips uponed the girl's covered breasts, lightly kissing her to see just how excited she was. If she found a little nub poking up against the cloth, she would give a small nip and nuzzle to try and pacify the girl into compliance for now.

Amaya had bravely lunged at the girl. Not because she was hot and bothered or something. No, that wasn´t the reason. At least not entirely. She just had nowhere to run.

Thought like these echoed through her mind when she had been plugged out of the air and unceremoniously tossed on the bed with the beautiful Blonde perched on top of her.
"You know...that it is not...like that...you had me...cornered!"
She gasped, trying to slide out of the hold sideways but the tight hug basically cemented her on the bed, causing only her white covered legs to move from left to right under the girl.

"Ghh!"
She gnashed her teeth when her neck was finally free of the dress and moved to her waist. She put her hands on the shoulders of Luna in an attempt to push her away, but then she felt how her breast was attacked, her bud almost swelling immediately under the touch of the lips of Luna.

"Ahh!...Stop please...I can´t..."
Amaya fought the feeling at the best of her abilities, even attempting to put her arms on the sheet to crawl away backwards, bout was quickly stopped by a gentle nudge and then laid there taking deep breaths with her arms halfway at her side while her evening gown was removed from her young and fit body, leaving her only in her suspender and her soiled panty. Still she would clasp her legs tightly together.