Evening gown match: Ailinn vs Amaya

Weak at the knees from the tension that had to be invested, rattled by the constant series of attacks from multiple angles, and also not the least aroused from the breast groping, the Japanese was a probably surprisingly easy victim for Ailinn´s spank. So easy that she did not even look back when there was more free room for her and was easily moved.

”AIH!”
She yelped cutely while her butt wiggled a little bit from the impact before she was sent a little bit through the air until she landed backwards with a thud on the floor.
”…Ugh…”
A small groan escaped her lips when she had met the floor, where she was lying, panting and wheezing with one hand still between her legs where she would lightly rub over her womanhood that was hurting from the pain of the wedgie. Her other arm was lying over her head while one of her legs was in the process of bending itself at the knee but the other was spread out and just lying there.

It had been proved that Ailinn’s moves weren’t that effective in trying to get Amaya quickly aroused at least that strategy was useful to make the smaller girl defence’s fall apart. That was the reason behind the easiness with wich the greenette knocked the Maiko over.

From her standing position Ailinn watched her rival writhing on the ground. A closer inspection would prove that she was in fact getting dent by every attack but in very small doses. It looked like this way of resisting made her rivals frustrated and foolish in the past. Ailinn concluded that it wouldn’t happen to her.

First of all the greenette darted with her hand to her own sex. She then relocated her pantie in a correct position so the wedgie wasn’t applied anymore. She let out a murmuring gasp as she got the fabric out of her womanhood and when retrieving her hand she noticed some dampening on it. She hid that as good as she could while not giving her rival more time to rise her defences.

While Amaya tried to bend her legs Ailinn would try and procure a secure hold on the Maiko’s both hands. If succeded she would then straddle her rival in a reverse position. If everything went right Ailinn would have the Maiko’s arms under her legs and she would have her rival’s prize at hand’s reach, so it would be stupid not to start rubbing that aching sex.

Defenseless, that was what Amaya was at this point. Ailinn had all the time in he world to correct her panty and walk over to her. Of course she would raise a hand in protest, but it was only symbolic because it was quickly subdued and safely stored under the legs of her opponent.

Now she had a few seconds to admire the wonderful breasts of the Irish that were looming over her. She had already been aroused and her nipples were peaking out sharply under her dress, but when the Conqueror began to rub her sex, a hot streak of lust cursed quickly through her body, making her even weaker and yearning for more.
”…Oh no…”
She whimpered while her bottom was shooting up instinctively from the touch for some seconds in a futile from the start attempt to bridge out, but it fell quickly back on the wooden dance floor and only her high heel clad feet and knees were moving from left to right as a token resistance.

”…Aahh…mhm…”
Her legs were still closed while she moaned hotly. But it was very easy to slide a hand between her legs, put the dress aside and rub her panty clad sex through a quickly dampening piece of underwear.

Ailinn indulged her more dominant side while realizing how her toss completely worked as expected. Straddling Amaya was also easy enough for her so the next logical step would be to get to finally sexually subdue this girl. She had to maintain some balance because the Maiko, Ailinn wasn’t sure if it was fighting or just enjoying, was bucking her hips and her legs at the greenette’s touch. At first it took some getting used to but in no time the Irish felt that she had the vampiress’ under control.

It took not much time of sexually stimulating Amaya’s sex to get the Maiko whining and shamelessly moaning. This felt like a victory for Ailinn since the smaller girl had proved to be very hard to break for so much time, but eventually everyone would crumble before the Conqueror and for this woman it was the beginning of that. “Oh, yes. Don’t you think you are escaping this. You are mine now and you will only be free when I say so.”, Ailinn said while going for a soft smack at Amaya’s breasts. Then she would go for the final rush, trying her best to make her hand slip through the band of Amaya’s panties to directly touch her womanhood. If succesful the greenette would try and get two fingers inside of the Maiko, starting her final attack pumping her digits in and out in a hooking motion!

”…Oohh!…oouuhh…Ailinn-sama…”
Amaya was putty in the hands of the green haired girl at this point. She had fought to the limit of her abilities, and now she was a bounty for the Conqueror. There was no shame in this defeat for her as she had fulfilled the role profile she had given and still would if given the chance too. But for now, she was drained, sweaty and deeply aroused by so much fondling and groping from the last minutes.

She was not so sure why, but slowly her head would turn and she would begin to kiss the leg of Ailinn in submission, preferably in a nude spot but she was not picky at this point as it was mainly to show that she was giving in.

”…MH!…”
She groaned excitedly, softly biting in reflex against the spot she had intended to kiss next.
”Do…do as you please with me, Ailinn-hime.”
She whispered softly when she felt that Ailinn would now shove a hand directly on her sex and began to finger her intensely, which would be quickly awarded with a rapidly approaching climax while at the total mercy of the probing fingers.
”…AAHHH!…”
Her legs stopped to move from left to right and would bend at the knees so that her high hells would stand on the floor if the Conqueror would allow it.

For the last minutes of fight Ailinn had been in total control of the match even if she hadn’t been capable of making her rival show that dominated side of hers. She was starting to think the Maiko was one of those girls that just go out like a fire and pass out without showing any kind of submissiveness and the Irish considered those women kind of boring. Part of the art of domination was to have another person at one’s mercy and denying that to the dominator was some sort of breaking the mood.

The greenette had to hide her happiness not to break character when she noticed that Amaya wasn’t one of those girls. The Maiko was just playing hard to get but the masquerade was over and the true colors of the woman were exposed for everyone to see. Ailinn saw right now the girl that was once conquered by the vampire mistress and only could think about the chance this gave her to hunt the Vampire Master. But first she had to end up her minion.

The Irish gasped in surprise when she felt a playful tongue coarsing through one of her legs, just on the parts that weren’t covered by stockings. At first she thought that Amaya was mounting her counter attack but carefully observing her way of attack would point that she was just reacting in pleasure. Even so it was a quite delightful sensation and Ailinn could feel her arousal going higher as her body stood up to her counterpart’s attention.

Finally Amaya broke. The Maiko was nothing but a moaning mess now and at some point she even signaled Ailinn that she could do whatever she pleased with her. The smaller girl even addressed the greenette as if she was a queen or princess, finally marking that her willpower to resist was broken. The vampiress’ legs stopped moving from left to right and hooked while she stood her heels on the floor. This new pose only gave Ailinn more to work with as she could even get more pleasure out of her rival. The greenette repositioned her arm just to spread the Maiko’s legs open and then would resume her fingering. Her middle and ring digits would dart inside and outside of Amaya’s sex while making a hook motion, sometimes pumping in and out and sometimes in a twist motion. Ailinn put everything she knew to the test in order to give her rival a powerful and draining orgasm. “If you cum now it’s because I let you. Don’t get any funny ideas about this Amaya.”

When Amaya was send into prison, it had not been unthinkable for her to yearn for the touch of women but she would never have never actually sought out another girl for a sexual encounter.

Her hanamachi, kind of a district for a Geisha clan, was a rather conservative one. Of course there had been cases of lesbian love in their house, especially in the light of the fact that men were only very restrictedly allowed into such houses. Several of her adopted aunts had liked to bath together, but Amaya had never seen that as more than bathing when she was a child and had also thought her part about it. Her mother was quite conservative in a good way despite her own youth when she became pregnant and had wanted for her to marry a man that she liked and was well situated, but she would have probably not objected if her daughter would have a girlfriend instead.

So she had experienced a hard time at first in AFW too, but the encounters with Charity and Luna had made her curious for the own sex. She would also probably not be the dominated little beauty forever, she was still very young and did sometimes *train* with people while fulfilling her oil wrestling agreement, so her full blossom as a sensual fighter was maybe still about to come.

She smiled a little when she heard the gasp of Ailinn. She was a little bit proud that she had an effect on the other girl, but that thought as quickly gone when Ailinn showed all her skills to give her a delightful release. Her legs were easily moved apart at the whims of the Conquerors wishes. The muscles in her arms strained for a moment while her hands were looking if they could get a grip on the ankles or at least the high heels of the Irish so that she would be able to experience even more how she was rocking the world of the young girl right now.

After only a few split seconds, the dam broke. Her breast rose from the bottom as high as it could while she arched her head back for a muffled cry into the close by womanhood of her temporary dominatrix when it started.
”…OUWMMPHH!!!…”
When her juices were spraying out and both her dress, underwear and the fingers of her opponent were soiled with the fluids, her head would spin to the side again that she had kissed seconds before and there she would press her wet lips deep into the firm yet soft flesh until the climax had reached its heights. Her legs would sink down on the wood of the dance floor, and her hands would relax too.
”…S…so good…Ailinn-hime…”
She whispered submissively with closed eyes before planting a small kiss of admiration on the leg of the other girl.

No matter what kind of person one could be, it is an undeniable truth that bringing another one to orgasm is a powerful and exciting experience on its own. For Ailinn this truth was set in stone at least. She had a revelation about her lesbian taste when she was just a teenager. She knew it from the first time her sexual instinct awoke that she was into women and women alone, basking in the glory thar was the female body and its secrets. There was something more tough. She never had a lack of lovers but she felt something was wrong, like an itch she couldn’t properly identify or take care of. She soon realized what it was when one day the young Ailinn tried self-bondage. She then discovered the inherent thrill she was able to feel when being helpless, and just some time after she tried domination for the first time. She remembers feeling like home when she first subjugated a partner, the itch disapearing. Finally she found a way to completely enjoy her body with another woman.

Years later nothing had changed for her in that deppartment. As she brought the helpless Amaya to orgasm Ailinn felt the same excitement and pleasure she got the first time. There was just something she couldn’t explain about the satisfaction of having the smaller girl submitted to her will, her pleasure or pain only dictated by anyone but her. She smiled at herself when she heard the Maiko going over the edge and her juices gushing while her hips bucked. The Irish then opened her eyes wide when she felt the Maiko’s face resting against her own sex, the vibrations caused by her moaning getting jolts of pleasure inside the Conqueror. “Mmmmm haaah”, some moans escaped the dominatrix’s mouth while she kept basking in the action she just made. She could still feel Amaya kissing her legs as her excitement kept growing. Finally, the Irish withdrew her fingers and repositioned, arching one of Amaya’s legs and securing her shoulders to attempt a pin.

Amaya could not see how Ailinn was opening her eyes from her wet kiss, but she heard through quite a fog in her mind how the bigger girl was moaning heavily when she was kissed and breathed right between the legs and the tights. Ailinn-hime was enjoying herself. Delightful!

Breathing heavily, she was an easy victim for her opponent to pin her on the floor. In fact, Amaya could easily have been pinned three or four times from someone the size of Ailinn of this point, even pretending a token resistance was at this point kind of obviously useless.
”…Uuhh…”
She groaned when her leg was hooked, the middle piece of her dress partly hooked with to show a corner of her wet panty in the process too. And although she was pinned down at the shoulders, one of her upper arms would begin to wander on the leg of the other girl, who could probably do not much against it as she was hooking her leg with one hand and Amaya would use the hand that was further away from he free hand in a greedy attempt to touch that soft skin and majestic butt of her Conqueror while the sage appeared on the screen of the glass walls again.

”ONE!”
The image proclaimed loudly.

Everything was going as planned for Ailinn. It is true the Irish's arousal was starting to ramp up, but this was the only logical outcome in this kind of match. In her BDSM practices she had sometimes been in a place where she had needed to contain her desires for long stretches of time, and this was not different from that so she braced as she maintained the pin, trying to focus on her own breathing to take control of her body. Even at her current state she still trusted her endurance, she had also trained that skill all along. The greenette noticed how her rival got a weak grip at her rear area, taking care of her butt while giving it soft and tender caresses. This got her attention as she managed to control the sensual damage she was getting. Just endure this for a couple of seconds..., she thought while breathing hard. At least while her rival was fondling her butt she wouldn't be escaping the pin. The hologram of the mysterious sage figure appeared again to start the count.

"TWO!!", the Sage proclaimed. Only an instant now...