Esdeath vs. Dr. Cutter - On Your Knees

The control.

The domination.

The entire scene was driving Dr. Cutter wild. If all she had been was an observer, looking over this match at a distance, she would’ve had trouble keeping herself together. But to be part of this, to be the one who’d wrestled Esdeath to a standstill and earned one of the hardest fought victories of her life, that was an unrivaled sensation. She was at her best when she was on top, and she’d never felt that more than now.

So she worked into Esdeath’s face. Harder. Longer. Deeper. Pushing and pushing, until her body found the release it craved. Her back arched, she threw her head back as her eyes rolled, and a scream of primal dominance tore through her throat, like an Amazon queen over her conquered rival. The proof of her victory came out in spurts over Esdeath’s face, leaving no question on who the victor was.

With that matter settled, Dr. Cutter took one wobbly step back, then another, before dropping to her knees and looking her rival in the eye. She was still catching her breath after the effort, but she managed to force a smile out. ”I trust you found that lesson enlightening.”

The entire process of defeat was going to be a lingering memory for Esdeath, who could only lean back against the turnbuckle while Dr. Cutter was riding her face and used it for her own pleasure, eyes falling shut to avoid any juices from going into her eyes when that moment of climax arrived, hands lightly grasping the bottom ropes for any sort of support while Dr. Cutter was making sure Esdeath knew what kind of position she was in.

It was bad for the dominatrix to lose a fight to another but now she was being used until satisfaction was met and after a hard session of face grinding and thrusting did those juices gush out over her face, even tasting some of it since her mouth ahd been opened to breathe properly, feeling the juices go down her chin and down to her breasts to further mark the fallen dominatrix while Dr. Cutter rode the last bit out.

Esdeath once again felt humiliated, listening to those words while Dr. Cutter had knelt in front of her, most definitely from exhaustion though had been fighting for a while after all, this was just an added spoil of victory that she herself would have taken if she had won, now she had to show some sort of grace of accepting her own loss. " ..For.. The time being. "