Lukretia Von Creuzfeldt Vs. Esdese: Mistletoe Madness!

When Esdese let go of the hold, to try and grab Lukretia's hands, the German domme was satisfied that most of her weight was pulling on Esdese's hair for a brief moment. However, Lukretia dropped her arms and slapped her palms against the canvas. She then bucked hips with all her might and tried to roll her body so that if Esdese didn't get off her, at least, she wouldn't be sitting on her back but instead, her hips and side. That would give Lukretia more to work with.

She didn't have those hands in her for long though Lukretia quickly alternated in actions and pushed Esdese down onto her own side, her leg stuck underneath the woman's body thanks to that sudden change of position. However, Esdese already had a back up plan in motion for this kind of thing. Her legs would suddenly constrict around Lukretia's waist, showing the error of her ways by catchin her in a waist scissor hold next!

Esdese brought her arms up in front of her, ready block any punches the woman might direct towards her, not allowing herself to give Lukretia even and inch of breathing space.

"Hnnnnghhh!"

A certain sound escaped Lukretia's throat as Esdese construicted her legs tightly around the German domme. However, it wasn't, exactly, a groan of pain. There was a certain sparkly in Lukretia's blue eyes that suggested that maybe she liked it more than she should have.

Lukretia's lips spread into a smile and she looked at Esdese's guard. She did bring an arm up like she might throw a punch but she swung it downward, turning it into an elbow aimed at Esdese's big tits, hoping to slam it into one, which would crush the other under the force.

With Esdese's guard mainly on her face, her massive chest was perhaps a much easier target if not the easiest for Lukretia to hit. Her legs were still pulsing and squeezing around Lukretia's waist, wanting to crush every bit of strength the German Domme had left until there was nothing left. Esdese's attention went to her chest when the woman decided to punch her right into her tits, her left eye flinching briefly, not a sound escaping Esdese though it definitely struck a cord with the woman.

Esdese would break her guard, instead deciding to use her arms for a more offensive kind of method and tried to slam her left fist against Lukretia's cheek to try and knock the senses out of the woman so she could keep squeezing her. A part of her really wanted to nail the girl into the tits as payback, but there is a much different positioned she favored to do that in.

Lukretia began panting huskily in the squeeze. There was clear strain on her face, but she also seemed to be quite enjoying it. She was, indeed. Esdese was practically squeezing the pleasure out of her, but she knew that even though the stoic woman pretended not to feel pain that the elbow to the tit was more than she wanted to deal with.

As Esdese brought her fist up to punch, Lukretia threw her head forward. Not only to try and keep from getting punched in the face by not giving Esdese a target but also to slam their foreheads together brutally. Maybe that would make her fellow German domme release her constricting thighs, delicious as they were.

Esdese had her target set, all she needed to was remind Lukretia the difference between torturer and captive. Unfortunately her fist did not hit Lukretia's face like it was initially intended for and instead she was given a headbutt for her trouble! She was unable to defend herself this time ans she would be forced to ease off on the pressure of her legs completely.

She brought her hands back, trying to defend her face from another brutal assault while her legs would try to unwind themselves from Lukretia's body, just so she could roll herself away from the woman and back onto her feet.

Lukretia, too, was eager to separate from her lovely fellow domme. She gave the woman a shove in the breasts and rolled the opposite way, getting to her handed and knees. She spent a few moments panting and looking at Esdese. The woman seemed to be getting to her feet already. Lukretia smiled.

"I may just have fun tonight after all." Lukretia purred as she got to her feet and arched her back, stretching a bit as she got back into a fighting stand with her fists clenched tightly. She was more cautious this time as she tried to circle towards Esdese. Her initial attack had failed and put her in a bad spot. It was rare for Lukretia for that to happen but being cautious actually made her heart race a bit. She did like a match where she might have to think a bit.

Esdese did not really wanted to settle with the draw ended from what she thought was going to be one of the many holds she was going to break Lukretia in. At the very least this German Domme was not just a title without living up to it's reputation. She braced herself back onto her feet, rubbing the spot that she had been elbow in while her eyes narrowed at the German woman in front of her.

She wasted little time to go back on the offensive, rushing towards Lukretia and once she was close, she would jump off her feet and tried to send a vicious right knee straight towards Lukretia's chest to pay her back and to gain the advantage once more.

lukretia watched as Esdese charged her. She licked her lips and took steps towards her fellow domme, pulling her fist back as Esdese left her feet. She threw her whole body into a hooking punch at the woman's face, willing to eat the knee in the book to connect with a solid punch to the face.

"Ghhhnk!"

The knee compressed her tit and sent her flying backwards onto her back. She had just hoped she'd done some damage herself.

Esdeath managed to meet her mark, really slamming the cap of her knee right into Lukretia's breast, really looking it to make that orb very sensitive for future torture. Off course she didn't get that hit without getting a counter attack from Lukretia, who hit her right in the face.

She could only push her forehead to that punch to meet it head on rather than have it hit another aprt of her face that will haunt her later. She managed to get back onto her feet but she was a bit disoriented from Lukretia's blow. She would bring a hand up to gently rub her forehead, her eyes remaining on Lukretia and would speak out to her in German. < Not bad, Miss Lukretia. I look forward to seeing how long you will last. >