The bounty of a knight

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Medieval Match

After Tessa had bravely made her way through the curtain, she let out a really deep sigh of relief. She still did not put Triin down however, she would have enough time to rest her ankles when Triin would be working.
“I demanded the biggest tower of this castle as your prison.”
Tessa explained with a little giggle after they had finally reached an elevator door.
“Of course I won´t carry you right up into that tower. although it would be a good training.”
She thought a little bit about it, taking it really into consideration until the DING of the elevator made her change her mind back to the elevator when it opened its metaphorical mechanical arms to welcome them into his belly.

“Aah.”
The blonde would put Triin on her feet, only to immediately bully her against one of the walls of the elevator and press against her with all her weight and a gleam of desire already residing in her gaze.

Triin's feelings were a confusing mix of submissive exhaustion, instinctive defiance and novel humiliation.

The first part was an obvious result of her defeat against Tessa after a taxing struggle. The Estonian had indeed given her all, but Tessa's experience and strength had just been too much for her to handle. The German hadn't even used any moves or performed any actions that could have been classified as dirty or unfair, and Triin was sporting enough to admit her defeat. And especially the way Tessa was triumphantly carrying her conquered foe out of the ring only underlined the fact that the German had clearly been the stronger knightess tonight.

The second part was largely caused by Triin's distinct idea of a knightess'es proper behavior. Naturally she was supposed to stand her groud and defend herself valiantly all the way to the very end, and even if she had her defeat already sealed, she knew she shouldn't just willingly allow Tessa to lay her hands on her and play with her however she liked. The German's reminder of her being a wrestler too only served the purpose of solidifying the Estonian's defiance.

The third part was directly created by the stakes of tonight's match. While being captured as a prisoner was not a new thing for the knightess, its nature in AFW was a new concept for Triin. And Tessa's attentiveness towards her foe's butt in front of all the audience was a clear indicator of her intentions to take thoroughly advantage of the Estonian's body... And her words were not helping at all either. Remarks of Triin's docility or how she had already demanded for a certain prison signalled that the events had turned out to be exactly how she had planned to! The Estonian had obviously not made any such plans, concentrating on the match itself, and realizing that she had just been a rookie that had played herself right into the veteran's hands according to their plans was humiliating.

Up to this point, everything had been exactly according to the medieval theme. But then one "Ding!" changed it all. The atmosphere was immediately altered by the fact that Tessa was carrying Triin into an elevator, contrary to any expectations for a Medieval castle. But did Triin complain? Definitely not. She could have never carried Tessa all the way up herself...

Apparently Tessa was not keen on doing that either, as the German promptly put Triin back on her feet in the elevator. However, she was obviously very keen to take advantage of her prisoner, as the Estonian was pressed between her conqueror's body and the wall in no time.

Triin's exhaustion, along with the restraints, caused her to offer no physical resistance. Her humiliation caused her to blush though, and turn her head to the side to avoid staring right into Tessa's eyes. And her defiance caused her to say some words. "Let's see which one of us will be in chains by midnight."

Was it a realistic threat? Probably not. But it surely sounded defiant.

The Blonde had already expected that in case if she would score a win over the defiant rookie, she would be unable to drag her all the multiple stairs up to the top layer of a really big tower. Wrestling tended to be taxing and full of bruises and generally involved hurting body parts, so she had of course taken some preparations. If she had been able to read minds she probably would have said that this would be the difference between an AFW rookie and a veteran.

“Oh, really?”
Tessa grinned from ear to ear when she heard the answer before leaning against the ear of Triin so that she would be able to whisper and let her breath wash over the ear of her former opponent while she kept a grip on the outer ights of her fellow Blonde to keep her stuck between her body and the wall.
“If you are so confident, why am I speaking to the side of your head then?”

Despite her disadvantageous situation, Triin was still managing to hold on to some degree of her defiance. She did know that there was probably going to be no escaping anymore, and she could guess that Tessa's plans of punishing her for her loss included aspects that she had not really been faced with before, and that they were probably mostly x-rated. And somewhere deep, very deep inside Triin had a hint of curiosity regarding to what was going to happen, but she knew that it was something she should keep buried deep below her level of defiance.

Being defiant was getting harder though, as Tessa knew exactly what to say and what to do to get under the Estonian's skin. Her remarks of Triin's posture, and the feeling of her warm breath blowing past her ears caused another rush of blush coloring the blonde's cheeks. The defeated knightess knew very well she was trapped, and that the restraints she was in were most probably inescapable.

But after a couple of gulps, Triin still managed to find another words to say. "Because you're in my face." the blonde said in a matter-of-fact tone, before coming up with another note regarding Tessa's clear eagerness to get her hands on the Estonian. "Were you planning to go somewhere with this elevator then? You should probably press the button."

Psychology was anything in this little game they played, Tessa was sure of that. Despite contrary claims on some AFW website portraying her as a girl to beat, she had a pretty even match balance and had only challenged once for a title belt, and that had been years ago on top of that. Still it meant that she was considered to be a veteran and could ride on the fame of some girls that really put new girls at an already disadvantageous position through their appearance only.

“Can I understand that in a way that you want to take a ride now?”
She asked with a little smile, letting one hand run over the body of Triin before it smashed on the button that would move the elevator upwards. While the elevator was on its way up, she would slowly move one of her legs between the legs of the Estonian knight so that her knee would reach the panty of Triin at the same time the elevator would go ding again after it had reached its destination.

In all honesty, Triin was not overly eager to get the elevator moving. No, she was merely hoping to gain back some of the personal space for herself that Tessa had just denied from her. And she was hoping that raising the fact that they were still not moving at all to her attention would prompt Tessa to back off towards the door and the floor buttons...

Unfortunately, not only had she managed to fail her quest to conquer the German castle, she also managed to underestimate the convenience of German engineering. Instead of having to back off towards the door, Tessa could find another set of floor buttons on the back of the elevator, right next to Triin's body. Thus, contrary to Triin's hopes, there was no need for Tessa to get her hands off the Estonian's body.

"You probably should not try to understand anything... I just figured you needed some.....some help...he-...helping o-out...." Triin's defiant words were soon turning more hesitant, and eventually replaced by gulps and a shy blush, as the Estonian could feel Tessa's leg starting to slide between her own. Keeping her head turned to the side again, Triin tried her best not to react to her conqueror's advances in any other way. Finally, the Estonian could hear the ding as the elevator's movement stopped, getting her hopes up that the opening of the doors might prompt Tessa to finally leave some space between them...

“You´re not very nice to me right now. Are you sure that this is a good idea in your position?”
Tessa asked, both intrigued and amused by the continual defiance of the Estonian knight wrestler who funnily did not look so defiant when a little more time had passed and the elevator had come to stop.

She took some time to separate herself from Triin, then she would suddenly grab her at the bindings and whirl her around so that she could grab around her waist with both arms and move behind her but with a little space between them so that she could walk forward.
“Welcome to your new temporary home. Move forward until you reach the first drawer, then stop.”
She commanded her prisoner, tapping a little against her belly button to urge her forward.

Triin did not reply to Tessa's question. On the other hand, she had the urge to keep up her defiant attitude, say back something witty to show the German that it wasn't this easy to break her down. But then again, her nature of a knightess did demand her to accept her fate with dignity. If she couldn't come out of the battle victorious, she had to be ready to face the consequences...

So she stayed silent. And silence is a sign of consent...

Tessa faced no resistance as she set her prisoner up for her better control. Silently, the Estonian listened to her words and instruction. But after she had given them, the prisoner did not make immediate movement. Instead, Tessa could see her struggling against her restraints for a moment, as if to try her luck on whether she had any chance of freeing herself...

But the bindings were tight. It was certain that Triin was not going to struggle her way out of them. Eventually the fallen knightess nodded her head submissively down, and started taking steps forward. Once she reached a drawer she stopped, waiting to hear more about her fate staying silent and keeping her gaze on the ground.

It was rather uncommon for a POW prisoner after an AFW match to be held up to chivalry rules. As this seemed to be the case, Tessa had several options. Tear down the clothes of Triin and fuck her right here she stood like in the spirit of a true raider knight of the medieval area. Or go more with a little romantic approach of a knight, which Triin would probably like more, at least up to a certain point. Or maybe she could mix both approaches?

She would shift one of her feet between the feet of the other girl before slowly beginning to shove the right foot slowly to the side until she would have reached a level of spread the German found alluring while her hand would begin to open the belt of Triin and suddenly yank it slightly upward before it would tumble down on the floor when things went according to Tessa.

Triin was expecting to hear some words, but she heard none. Instead of giving further orders, Tessa was all about actions. Apparently she already had a good idea of what she was going to do, and how she was going to take advantage of her new prisoner....exactly unlike Triin. The Estonian had absolutely no idea of what was going to happen.

She did have some guesses though. How accurate they exactly were, the Estonian had no idea of. Truthfully, Triin had never been in such a situation before. She had been fighting in matches already before AFW, but they never had the kind of stipulations that were common in AFW. And while she weren't a stranger to engaging in sexual activities with men, getting intimate with a woman was something she had not exactly done before. Not at least to the extent she was guessing Tessa was about to get... But somewhere deep inside, there was also a hint of curiosity to find out about what Tessa was planning to do...

Triin remained silent as the German girl spread her legs. For now, the Estonian had quit her resistance - but she wasn't showing any signs of eager cooperation either. It didn't seem to slow down Tessa though, who was already trying to get rid of Triin's belt... But what she probably didn't know was that the belt was a fixed part of Triin's skirt. So as the German yanked the belt up, Triin's skirt tore up in the process too, causing it to fall down on the floor as well, revealing the Estonian's black thong. And causing Triin's face to turn red too...