One Knight in Hel- Triin vs Bianka Hardcore

Bianka had underestimated her little Barbie doll's skill and stumbled into that last strike. The pink stripe on her back left her wiser for the wear and more ready to continue. Part of her was thrilled to be having a sword fight once again, but she also yearned to start pulling other toys off of the walls and playing with her new dolly. She couldn't have everything, but for now she would indulge their chosen theme and fight on.

As Triin regrouped and rushed back in to meet her Bianka practically glowed with delight, "Ooo, even your screams are cute. Give me another!" This time she snapped up her sword to let it crash against the knight's, pushing it to the side. With an audible grunt of effort she thrust the kendo stick forward, scraping it along Triin's in an attempt to jam the tip hard into one of her breasts in a cruel riposte.

Triin felt satisfaction as she managed to get a hit delivered, proving her foe that she wasn't a knightess for nothing. And if Bianka wanted to keep on fighting with the kendo sticks, she would be foolish... There was no way that she could have conquered the Baltic Knightess in a duel! Or, that's at least what Triin thought, at least for a brief moment...

The blonde did note Bianka's words as ominous, but she shrugged them off as just basic taunting, until the valkyrie actually snapped up her own weapon just in time, and crashed it against Triin's own! And while the knightess struggled over control, to her shock, her foe's strong effort managed to overpower her own! Triin's position turned disadvantageous, and the tip of the kendo stick digging into her other breast was definitely the worst part. It forced the knightess to take a step back, hoping to gain some distance to her foe, but her back wasn't far away from the cage wall, and if the valkyrie was determined to follow Triin's every step, it wouldn't take long for the valiant heroine to have gotten pushed defenseless and wide open against the cage wall.

Bianka was growing increasingly anxious to play with her new doll, and her retreating steps offered her the perfect opportunity. To her dismay, however the jab didn't elicit any beautiful singing. No matter, there would be plenty of opportunity to make that happen. She stepped in quickly to follow after Triin's movement, keeping up the pressure of her assault. Again she would try to use her kendo stick to sweep the knight's aside and use her thick body to hip-check her adversary into the bars.

This would leave them close together, too close for the kendo sticks to be on any conventional use. Then again, she was sure she could find a few unconventional uses for them. Her mind raced with the possibilities, which only quickened her blood and brought a flush to her cheeks, "Mmm, and what shall I do with my Barbie doll? Perhaps we could play dress up. I can think of a few things your fans would love to see you in."

Triin knew how to bite her lip when faced with pain - at least to a certain extent - and Bianka had ensured with her recent suggestion that the Estonian was going to try keeping her lips as sealed as possible. Thus, she wasn't granted with any pleasure for her ears. Pleasure for her eyes was more likely however, as the busty knightess got helplessly pressed against the cage wall.

Bianka proceeded to skillfully ensure that the heroine's kendo stick was going to be kept in check, and as the German pressed her hips against her body, the realization that she had essentially just gotten defeated in the duel got the Estonian to gulp. She had clearly underestimated her foe's abilities, and if the valkyrie would turn out to be equally strong and skilled in other areas as well, the knightess could have been doomed for some really, really rough time...

The Estonian couldn't deny that both the villain's body and outfit looked very strong, awesome and impressive. And she couldn't deny that this whole scenario would have been turning her on at least on some level to some degree... But her second of daydreaming came again to an abrupt halt when her foe yet again mentioned "Barbie doll", which obviously irritated the taller blonde, but she also made some peculiar suggestions about dress-up, which got the knightess confused - but still secretly intrigued.

Her tone was still stern and defiant. "What on earth do you mean? I'm a knightess, and you are a valkyrie? Isn't that enough for you?" Yes, Triin was genuinely interested of what Bianka was going to answer. But she also was playing time... And hoping that the shorter girl would become distracted enough, that she could still get a chance to use her kendo stick once more...before Bianka would inescapably decide to exploit the heroine's defenseless situation.

Bianka was more than happy to be indulged by her opponent, reveling in the opportunity to engage in a little smug banter. She could see that calling Triin "Barbie" bothered her, and so she pressed that sore spot. It wasn't that she exactly wanted to infuriate the knightess, but rather frustrate her. She wanted her to break slowly and ingloriously. Her body pressed Triin to the bars, staring up at the taller warrior with a vicious grin.

"Oh are you? I bet without that armor you don't look like much." A thick leg would wrap around Triin's hip and hook around a bar behind her, "I bet you would look cute as a maid. In a... low cut... frilly dress." If Triin wouldn't stop her she would reach up to grab the bars above her and practically climb the woman, to throw another leg around her and pin her to the bars. Clearly losing all interest in their duel she would let the kendo slip slip from her fingers and clatter to the floor. She mostly just wanted to be above Triin again, to stare down at her, and maybe hold her breasts in her face for once.

Armor? What armor? OK, sure, often knights and knightesses wore armor... But did the valkyrie really expect her to wrestle in one? To the Baltic Knightess, her current attire seemed like a much more suitable one...and she had already proudly sported it for years! Even if ordering replacement copies had been necessary every now and then... Which hopefully would not turn out to be the case after tonight.

But a Maid? Now, that was clearly just taunting. But still, Triin couldn't help herself from picturing the image in her head... And it got her to blush. But did valkyries even have maids...? The knightess was tempted to ask, but quickly realized that she may not have wanted to hear the answer to "Oh, and what could a valkyrie possibly do with a maid then?" now. Bianka's face was telling it.

Triin's immersion in her thoughts granted Bianka the opportunity to start climbing her with the aid of the iron bars though. Once the heroine realized what she was doing she initially got confused, but then quickly determined that Bianka was probably making the mistake she had been waiting for now. Surely there would be a hard landing in order for her soon... Very, very soon...

"Oh, we'll see about who's going to be the maid tonight!" the blonde stated in a confident and defiant tone, right before she let go of her own kendo stick, letting it finally drop onto the floor, and moved her hands to grab a sturdy hold of Bianka's sides and hips. Confident to get the shorter girl's body slammed against the mat in front of her, Triin gave her hips a hard push - only to realize how badly she actually was trapped in place between the villain's thick body and the iron bars! The valkyrie didn't even budge, if anything, the heroine's own back became pressed even tighter against the iron bars... And the heroine turned her frightened gaze upwards towards the villain's face, while the valkyrie's breasts were almost blocking her airflow by now.

The look of shock and fear in Triin's eyes was pure nectar to the curvy German as she stared down at her captive. Her sinister grin broadened with delight, though she might have a hard time seeing her expression around her tits. Both hands gripped the bars above Triin now, holding up some of her own weight as well as keeping herself secure against attempt to remove her. "Oh-ho-ho, you are going to look good on your hands and knees scrubbing the floor of my dungeon, schatzi" She called her "sweetheart" in German, taking a break from "Barbie" for a bit.

Lifting herself up slightly she cinched her legs tighter around the knight's fit body, slowly squeezing her abdomen. This was far from an inescapable hold, but it felt strong and she loved feeling taller than Triin for a little while. It was hard to be an intimidating dominatrix staring up someone's nose.

Triin had genuinely thought that it would be an easy feat to free herself once Bianka had decided to climb higher up, and the realization of her mistake had really thrown her confidence off now. Her foe had constantly reigned superior over her and been one step ahead of her, and the psychological effects of all that were really starting to be seen now. And the fact that her recent endeavors to AFW's dungeons and cages hadn't exactly turned out well for her did not help at all now...

The knightess could only let out a moan in response to Bianka's statement, the horror images of being dressed up as a maid quickly making their return. The blonde tried to shrug them off though - and it became much easier as she got another matter to worry about: the squeeze around her midsection. Even if technically Bianka's hold may not have been inescapable, in practice, the heroine's failed attempt at pushing the villain off had left a hard impression in her head that the valkyrie was now unmovable... And as a consequence, it may have appeared that the heroine was already succumbing to her inevitable fate.

Triin tried to endure the squeeze the best she could, but Bianka's thighs were thick and strong, and the heroine's endurance was getting inevitably drained. For now she wasn't letting out audible moans of pain, but her deep, struggling sighs and breathing was most certainly evident on the skin of Bianka's breasts that were only millimetres away from the Estonian's face. For now the knightess was still standing, but if the squeeze around her abdomen still took some time longer, it was likely that the valiant heroine was soon going to collapse on her knees - provided that Bianka's position pressing her against the iron bars would allow it.

Bianka could not be more pleased with herself as the knightess moaned and seemed to resign herself to stubbornly enduring her squeeze. With her legs set into and around Triin's waist it would have made it difficult for the woman to wriggle up or down to escape, and by the same right Bianka would wind up supporting her against the bars should she try to crumple. Whether or not the valkyrie was capable of supporting both of them, even with the aid of the bars, would remain to be seen. For now she simply giggled, a cheery sound as her imperious mask slipped a little. That should have been a low chuckle, but she was a little distracted crushing her opponent.

"Oh, my little Barbie, you seem to be stuck. Or do you simply enjoy being between my thighs so much?" She would wait a moment for her to answer, or perhaps just long enough to open her mouth to answer, before she would ease off on the squeeze. Allowing for only a moment to catch her breath Bianka would press her body in against her foe, firmly burying Triin's face in her cleavage.

There were so many things she wanted to do to this blonde beauty, but first she needed to break her down enough. For now that meant draining those lean muscles of strength, starving them for oxygen, and leaving her weak and vulnerable. Then she could move on to seeing just how much humiliation the knight would choose to endure at her hands. Of course Triin could stop all of this and simply submit herself to Bianka, she was even so magnanimous as to provide her with a safeword.

Triin was doing all she could to endure the squeeze and maintain her footing, while based on what she was hearing, Bianka was unsurprisingly having much more pleasant time. Tormenting the knightess in tight skin contact seemed to be an activity that the valkyrie enjoyed, and the Estonian could not blame her for that, knowing that her own mission was to lock the villain up in this cell, and march away victorious herself.

Right now that mission was going rather poorly though. Triin provided another hapless push to Bianka's hips as she once again heard her barbie taunts and her motivation to escape getting questioned, but essentially, all it did was consuming her strength even further. Thus, it was a blessing as she felt Bianka's squeeze loosening, and the heroine let out a deep sigh of relief... Only to get her face buried deep in the valkyrie's cleavage before she had time to take in a lungful of fresh air!

Now, Triin knew that this was a POW match, but her foe's eagerness to engage in close and intimate body contact already now still caught her off guard. Had her face not been buried in the valkyrie's breasts, the German could have seen that it was rather red by now... But for now, Triin's focus was fully on trying to wriggle somehow to catch even a sip of fresh oxygen. The prolonged hold had already weakened the brave knightess considerably though, and it wouldn't take long before she fell down on her knees.