Slay or Stay: Triin vs Luna [Special Stipulation]

“I will make you regret those words.” Luna whispered with a mirthful tone, oddly pleased the woman still resisted her. The blond let out a soft pleased sigh as she gave the other woman’s cheek one last nuzzle with her own before leaning away. Her grip on Triin’s hair pulled her head back, further and further until it had nowhere else to go. Suddenly the stringing tug of her lovely blond hair ceased as Luna released it, quickly slipping her arm up and over Triin’s head to lock her chin behind the vampiress’s bicep. She would squeeze her arm in tight, locking in the dragon sleep hold around her opponent's throat to make her already effective lockdown holds even more efficient.

She worked to cinch the hold in snugly before bearing down hard on all her efforts. Crushing her midsection, wrenching an arm, and choking the hero out. She had turned this one opportunity into a complicated grab bag of holds to break her opponent down in as many places as she could. There was no surrendering here, no rope breaks, no mercy. There was either obedience or pain and Triin had chosen her path. Luna chortled, celebrating triumphantly as she worked her opponent over. “Oh hohoho! How foolish of you to think you truly had a chance against the full might of my fury. Take it in, dear hero, the sight of this room you so wished to abscond to with me for it is the last you will see of it before your inevitable defeat at my hands!”

Triin had uttered out the only thing that she realistically could. They were still in her own dormitory, where she could have easy access to any of her restraining devices, and then force the villain to surrender for good. And on the other hand, while Luna was having control over her now, this was not the place where she could truly reign... Even when looking past her aptly valiant determination for a heroine, it probably would not be that easy at all for the villainess to get into an equally advantageous position...

Or so the knightess thought. Still for a brief moment before she could feel her hair getting pulled even further back... And more alarmingly, Luna's arm eventually wrapping around her neck. Then all of her squeezes and holds tightened even further, quickly leading to the heroine's haunting realization that there was no escape from this predicament.

That realization was soon followed by another one - she was actually getting choked out. The knightess immediately tried to put up some desperate resistance, trying to wriggle her body to find any leeway or air... But it looked merely feeble and puny, as Luna's killer legs were crushing her in two, and the strong bicep of the vampiress was mercilessly cutting any airflow to her lungs.

All the heroine's confidence had turned into a sinking feeling that this was her end. And an immensely painful one... She could hear all of Luna's taunts, but could not voice out any response, or even care that much about them... The pain and the horror wrere so immense, and her oxygen was already so depleted... Thus, it was like a blessing in disguise when the knightess went finally limp in the deadly grip of the vampiress, leaving the struggling heroine looking like her life had gotten sucked out of her, haplessly in pieces for the mightier villainess.

Luna did not relent, forcing her opponent to endure each squeeze of her thighs and wrench of her neck. She could feel Triin’s resolve waning as the knight started to sway, likely fading out of consciousness. Eventually, both women dropped to the side, lying across the faux stone floor for a few moments while the vampiress made sure to ride out the last of her opponent's struggles until she went still. She uncoiled herself from the woman, and knelt at her side, brushing back a few strands of hair from Triin’s face. The match wasn't over just yet but she doubted the knight would make a great showing when she eventually woke up. Until then though, there was the problem of moving her.

Her boots clacked against the ground as she made her way over to the looped rope her opponent had dismissed. Taking it up in her hands she made her way back to Triin and began the process of tying her up. It was a sturdy rope, and long too. Her own knowledge of knots was somewhat lacking so she opted for something simple. Encircling the rope around Triin’s ankles a few times then moving to her upper body where she knotted her arms against her body like a damsel in distress being laid on train tracks. Without much issue, Luna hefted the bound woman up over one shoulder. Clamping a hand down on the woman's backside to hold her in place. She began trekking back, out of Triin’s victory room, through the throne room, and through the bookcase door that left to her dungeons.

These were the kind of moments and scenes of which Triin herself was never going to have much recollection of, but which for some reason usually featured heavily on various promotional content that the league would be putting up of her and her matches. Undoubtedly, they were going to relish the imagery of a beautiful, knocked out heroine getting choked out, bound, dragged and carried by a mighty vampiress, and just as undoubtedly, it was imagery such as this that in the end paid for Triin's salary. Still, earning that salary could have been much more pleasant, had their roles been reversed tonight...

When the Baltic Knightess would eventually get to review the events, she was going to be surprised by a few things. Firstly, how much size advantage she seemed to have actually held over Luna. During the match, and based on all the video evidence, battling against Luna had felt like fighting against someone who was at least equal in size, and clearly superior in strength... Especially when squeezed by her limbs, and sucked dry of blood through her neck. But in the footage, it looked like the villain simply had some inhumane strength to control and carry the heroine around the way she did... Which admittedly suited well for a vampiress.

Another surprise was going to be that Luna had proceeded to tie her up immediately, with the heroine's own rope... How humiliating. But then again, immensely wise. Of course, she wouldn't have wanted to have Triin waking up in the middle of the trip to the other side and have to subdue her once more... And the knightess would be left pondering, would she have actually realized to act in such a smart way herself?

Third surprise would be that instead of seeing the expected images of getting dragged through the throne room floor, she was going to see images of Luna actually carrying her across it. It was going to look pretty jaw-dropping even for Triin herself... And serve as even further proof that valiant heroines were no match for the Midnight Mistress. She clearly ate them for breakfast.

The dungeon was dimly lit, with a soft ambient blue tint to make it feel dark and dreary while providing the wrestlers actual light in which to face one another. A few more traditional yellow lights lined the walls as fake torches but didn't reach every corner of the room, purposely to set the mood. Luna’s room had no sets of handcuffs or rope, just a series of manacles bolted to the faux stone brick wall. She would kneel down along the floor and swing Triin off her shoulder, trying to be mindful that the other woman was defenseless but making it seem like a callous disregard for her well-being. Once the knight had been laid down, Luna crawled on top of her, straddling her cocooned body.

Her fingers traced the blond’s face, sliding down her neck and drifting along her bound body. She put on a show for the hidden cameras, clearly savoring the moment and her encroaching victory. Lowering herself down atop Triin, her lips hung just over too of her opponents, feeling the woman's soft breath. “Wake up, pet.”

It looked almost as if she had been about to kiss the woman when her head drifted past and went to a familiar site along the side of the knight's neck. She would claim the woman's throat once more, just above an earlier love bite she had left. Her lips pressed firm against the woman's skin as she nibbled and suckled at her once more with her vampiric bite. While she drained her opponent, she snaked a hand down her body just past the ropes, fingertips tracing along the woman's navel as they came to her armored skirts.

She was slow and deliberate, wanting Triin to be awake and aware when she began to push them past her layers of protection to where she was most vulnerable beneath. Their match didn't call for anything of this nature but she wanted the knight to know she was being dominated in every way. So when her nimble digits slipped inside her opponent, she could hear the sound of muffled giggling as her fingers drew in and out with each hard suck of her neck.

Coming back to her senses was a slow process for the groggy heroine. But getting smacked against the floor was a good starting point... It served as the trigger, but was not nearly enough to still wake her up. What did advance it though was the feeling of getting straddled by someone... And the fingers that began sliding along her face, neck and body. Now she was starting to get back to her senses... But not opening her eyes just yet. She was simply trying to understand what was going on... Although there certainly wasn't a question over who would be the one straddling her like she was her prey.

Or pet, as she heard the woman whisper. Still, the heroine didn't open her eyes... But as soon as she could feel lips pressing against her already tender neck, her sighs and subtle moans began deceiving her. And as the vampiric bite intensified, the troubled heroine began trying to wiggle her way free or put up some resistance - and finally realized that she was tightly bound. The realization elicited a desperate moan out of the heroine, who once again had no other choice than to be drained by the vampiress... But while normally that could have been a major source of desperation, for the Baltic Knightess, the feeling of being tightly bound was also a source of immense arousal... Whether she wanted it or not.

Knowing that she was doomed, the bound heroine began succumbing to all the sensations that she was feeling... Until suddenly, a certain sensation threw her eyes finally open. Fingertips had made their way beneath her skirt, all the way to between her legs, and eventually inside her... The knight's moan immediately became more audible... But just as she was about to close her eyes to surrender herself to even more sensations, her eyes spotted a red beam by the ceiling... Which could have only been one of a recording camera.

"Ohh... No... Oh no..." the bound heroine began pleading the dominating villainess... But her words weren't exactly matching with her wetness though.

The dimly lit dungeon was quiet, each moan from Triin cut through the silence only to be joined by the gentle sounds of sucking as Luna did as she pleased. The hero was hers, bound as she was, helpless in her embrace. She asserted herself with each flick of her tongue along the woman's skin and the application of one love bite after the other leaving her mark all across the knight's throat. As it became easier to glide her fingers in and out of her blond prey’s slicked womanhood, she would let them sink deeper where they would remain, curling delightfully within, stroking at Triin where she was most vulnerable. Her thumb traced along the edge of her sweetest spot, sliding just between the folds to roll the fingertip over the girl’s clitoris to ramp up her stimulation.

“Body and soul, mine to claim…” Luna whispered as she breathed out hotly into Triin’s ear. She rocked her body up against the other woman bumping her hips against her midriff, rubbing herself up against her opponent's far more bountiful chest. She cooed, pleased as she nipped at the girl's ear. “Still you try to fight me… know now the weight of your failure.” With that, Luna drew down to her neck one last time and closed her lips around it. She pressed down with her teeth, truly biting down this time but mindful not to be too hard, just enough to sell the fantasy. She would hold firm around Triin’s throat as she pushed to drive the woman over the edge to a euphoric state of bliss and submission.

Sure enough, for the purposes of this match, the love bites were providing a remarkable effect... What a better way to demonstrate a blood-thirsty vampiress having claimed a valiant heroine as her victim. But they were also guaranteeing that Triin wouldn't be really walking around in public places for the next couple of weeks... Not without a huge scarf at least. But those weren't the only, or even the more pressing problems... Sure, at least for some, being all bound up, defeated and humiliated by a villainess could have been a source of embarrassment as well... But truthfully, Triin had already gotten used to the audiences seeing something like that. That wasn't the problem. The problem was what Luna's fingers were doing... Granted, luckily pretty well hidden by her skirt, but still fairly easily detectable. Letting the cameras to see her getting made to cum was an aspect that was making her far more anxious...

The problem was that she wanted it. She really, really wanted it. And it wasn't hard for Luna to deduce either based on how aroused her womanhood already was...

And also, Triin may had been somewhat self-deceiving in thinking like that. AFW was surely already in possession of loads of +18 content of her, which likely had also been accessible by the audiences as well.

Still, the heroine had to try to, or at least pretend to try to be protecting her honor. Luna was getting her moans louder, her sighs deeper, and her futile resistance more tenacious... But she was also making her absolutely crazy. Even if she wanted to keep it a secret, something like this could have been straight out of her fantasies.

The words of the vampiress were the final straw though. Especially, when she pointed at trying to fight her... And Triin feeling for certain, that she was inevitably getting closer to the edge. Her resistance was indeed futile. "Oh... No... I submit... I surrender..." the knightess moaned out in despair, making her last attempt at getting Luna to cease her actions... But instead, the following bite was even harder, combining which with Luna's fingerwork sent the defeated heroine over the edge. Despite her surrender, the blonde knightess began moaning harder than ever, as an intense orgasm ravaged its way through her bound body.

Luna felt Triin’s body give in under her sensual touch, her pleased hum muted against the knight's throat as her bite eased up and ended as a soft suckling kiss. Her fingers slowed, curling and rubbing a bit more gently to ease the woman through her submission of pleasure, waiting until she was still once more to slip her fingers free. The vampiress sighed, content with her victory, knowing the conditions had already been met. Trinn had submitted while bound in her room after all… she was not content with that though. She slowly worked to untie the rope, painting the striking visual of her straddling the defeated hero.

When she finished, Luna tugged at the ropes so they fell loose around Triin then she rose to her feet. Grinning down at the knight with her gangs on full display, she beckoned the woman to rise with curled fingers slicked and wet from having claimed her from within moments prior. The vampiress walked to the wall where sets of manacles were mounted, waiting for the knight to come to her. “Now let's see that you are properly checked into my dungeons… come pet.”

Luna waited expectantly for Triin to come to her. When and if the knight arrived, she would assist the woman into her own restraint one by one until the woman was secured to the wall and her ideal victory had been complete. “Worry not hero, I will make good use of you.”

Losing wasn't supposed to feel this good. Yet, it did. Or yet again, as Triin would have probably been tempted to admit after few of her previous losses in the league... But no, this had to be one of the most bittersweet losses she had been forced to endure... Or then again, one of the hottest ways she had been punished in AFW so far. She had been fully committed to her gimmick, fully immersed in her role... And so had been her opponent as well. She had gotten all bound up like the classic heroine in peril... And maybe more aroused than she had ever been in a match before. Her neck was in sweet, sweet pain after the vampiress had done a dutiful job with sucking her life and resistance out of her... And then rewarded her for her efforts and pain, and punished her for her forbidden lust by forcibly fingering her into sweet, dungeon bliss.

Sure, the knightess had tried to "save" herself with the last-second surrender... But it had already been way past the point of no return. Luna had taken what was rightfully hers, and rendered the heroine her bound, cumming slut. No, it wasn't something she would have wanted the cameras to see... But then again, she would not have wanted to miss this for the world.

Slowly though Triin's predicament seemed to be ending. While the triumphant villainess was straddling her, the blonde Estonian could feel the ropes restraining her body slowly loosening up... Until they fell off altogether. Finally managing to take a look at them, they looked awkwardly familiar... And she could vividly realize that the grinning lady standing above her hadn't shied away from using her own weapons against her. Just a tiny bit of added humiliation...

But then, it suddenly became evident that Triin's predicament was not quite ending yet. No, the vampiress was hungry for getting to use some of her own restraints as well... Apparently onto her pet. And while Triin might have wanted to protest that, truthfully, that was how she was actually feeling right now. Biting her lip, after a moment of hesitation, the knightess began crawling behind Luna, all the way to the manacles. Her limbs still sore from the restraints, it didn't feel like a wise idea to get up just yet... Although when she reached the dominant vampiress, the heroine was already an obedient pet, placing herself exactly where Luna wanted her to.

"You'll be paying for this..." the knightess said softly but sternly, expressing the last bit of defiance still left in her... While still letting the villainess freely restrain her exactly in the way she wanted to.