Submitting to Lady Violet (Pt.1)

It is actually happening. This is real. Lady Violet… has challenged you to a battle. Just that idea is elating in and of itself, but you know that’s not her end goal here. The way she’s been staring you up and down, the she talked about looking for a girl to ‘have fun’ with, that hunger building in her eyes, all tell you one very important thing; Lady Violet wants to fuck you. She wants to defeat you so that she can claim a forfeit from you, so that she can do to you what she’s done to every other girl she’s beaten over the years and dominate you into pleasure like you’ve never felt before. Your greatest fantasy is about to come true.

As you stare up at the taller girl, stare deeply into her amethyst eyes full of hunger, you tremble slightly. You feel like a baby Rattata looking up at a hungry Persian, only you’re hoping to get eaten. “We… I… Th-There’s no need for a battle… I surrender.” You **** out, heart pounding in your throat and vision almost seeming to blur at the edges.

The purple-haired girl leans back slightly, a surprised expression on her gorgeous face. “Really? You’re… fine with that?”

You’re a little stumped by her question and her apparent shock. It’s not like you have any chance of beating her, she has six badges and has been training for three years. So, like you did against her brother and against the Overlord on Route 3, you decide to just save your Pokémon the trouble and take the forfeit without a battle. There’s no need for them to get hurt unnecessarily, plus it’s not like you’re unhappy about what’s going to happen to you right now. “I am… You said you were in a hurry, right? I’ve, um, watched plenty of your claimed forfeit videos before, so I know you like to take as much time as you can. It’s not like I could beat you anyway, and this… I want to… um…”

As you’re struggling to admit that you want to let her fuck you basically more than anything in the world, an intense look of relief washes over Lady Violet’s face. Your immediate instinct is to assume that this is because she gets to spend more time playing with you, so the words that come out of her mouth next stun you. “Oh, thank Arceus… So you aren’t upset with me?”

Blinking once in incomprehension, you tilt your head. “No…? Why would I be? I… This is… For a long time, I’ve wanted to… Dammit, Blue, WORDS!” You stomp in frustration, hating how hard it seems to be to even speak normally around your idol.

At the same time, a small tension that you hadn’t noticed leaves the purple-clad young woman’s shoulders, and she giggles. “I was just… I thought that you may think less of me, since this was a little… rushed. I-I wanted to get to know you a little better first, and I still do, but I genuinely don’t have a lot of free time left today, so… *Ahem*. I appreciate you being so… willing.”

The entire time she’s speaking, Lady Violet twirls a strand of her hair nervously, and it feels like a veneer around her shatters. ‘Do try and keep in mind that I am just a regular person, despite how you may think of me.’ Her earlier words actually seem real now, like you’ve only just processed them. It’s not like this has really changed how you feel about your hero, but it makes you realize that the pedestal you place her on doesn’t need to be one thousand feet tall. Maybe just like, one hundred or something.

Feeling yourself relax as well, finally, you manage a full reply. “It’s fine, Lady Violet. Most people don’t really spend much time ‘getting to know’ someone before claiming a forfeit. Hell, not needing to do that and just being able to take what you want is a part of the appeal. And… I’ve been dreaming of doing this with you for a while, so I don’t mind at all.” It feels like a weight is lifted from your chest once you finally admit your desire, and your breath catches in your throat as you wait for the famous girl’s response.

You’re graced with a wide, warm smile from the beauty, before she replies. “I see… Well, to be honest, It’s not like I normally spend a great deal of time talking with the girls I intend to claim forfeits from beforehand, especially since I’m usually in a rush these days. But… You’re a fan of mine, and you’re special. So I wanted to treat you special. I may not have the time today, but I promise that I will rectify this at some point. We’ll get a chance to sit and chat properly, to get to know each other properly, eventually. Because I really do want that, dear Blue.”

“Special…?” Your mouth feels like it can barely form the word, like you’re right back to being tongue-tied again. It sounds like… It almost sounds like Lady Violet wants to take you on a date, but that’s crazy. You’ve just met her, she barely even knows you, and there’s no way something that amazing could ever happen to you. Maybe you really are just dreaming…

Your idol returns her hand to the side of your face, gently stroking your cheek. “Yes, dear Blue. Special. I suppose you may think that I’m just saying that, that I’ve said it to many others like you… But you’d be wrong. I don’t really have a way to prove it to you, but I give you my word. You. Are. Special~. And I promise, this is not a dream, dear Blue.”

The purple-eyed young woman’s other hand comes to rest on the other side of your face; which is good, because the inside of your head is spinning so much that you’re partially convinced that the outside would be too if she wasn’t holding it in place. “I-I don’t… What do you…? Why?” And now you’re back to being unable to finish a sentence. Yay.

Despite your stop-starting, Lady Violet understands what it is that you’re trying to ask. “Why am I saying you’re special? Because you are. It’s that simple. I know that my answer likely does little to help with your confusion, but it’s just the truth. I’m… a very good judge of character, let’s say. And I can tell just how special you are, to me anyway.” Her words do little to answer your question, it’s true, but they also send a deep, comforting warmth throughout your entire being. You may not understand why your idol is treating you so wonderfully, but you should probably just enjoy it and not look a gift Rapidash in the mouth. “Now, do you mind if we get started?” The purple-haired girl asks, still staring deeply into your eyes.

This is it. It’s really going to happen. Gulping, you manage to squeak out a reply. “G-Go ahead. I’ve already surrendered…”

“Yes, I suppose you have… Ah, in that case, I still need to do this, don’t I?” Lady Violet’s hands shift place rapidly, and she does something that’s been at the start of basically every sexual fantasy you’ve had about her. The young woman’s left hand travels to the small of your back, pulling you in close to her, while her right moves a little lower down your face, her thumb tilting up your chin. Your body is pressed into hers, breasts smushing together as her right thigh rests between your legs and against your sex. She leans down until your faces are practically on one another, her amethyst eyes taking up the majority of your vision and her lips barely a quarter of an inch from your own. You can feel her breath against your lips as she holds this pose, the pose, for several seconds that feel like an eon. This is the pose she always takes with a woman she’s defeated, just before she-

In a flash, Lady Violet’s face moves to the side of your own and plants a kiss at the base of your jaw. The touch of her lips sends an electric current throughout your body, and you gasp at this simplest of acts. Her hands leave their spots as well, the left moving down to paw at your ass through your jeans and the right traveling to the hem of your gray t-shirt. You’re temporarily struck by the thought of wishing you were wearing nicer clothes for this, but she doesn’t care about what you’re wearing. She cares about what’s underneath. As the purple-clad young woman continues laying quick kisses all over your face and neck, her right hand snakes under your shirt and begins making its way up your torso. She brushes her fingers past the smooth flesh of your flat stomach, moving over your navel and up to your breasts, beginning to grope one of them through your blue bra.

You’re moaning and breathing far too hard for the simple things that have only just begun being done to you, but you can’t help it. The added mental and emotional stimuli from having Lady Violet, someone you look up to and have fantasized about, do these things to you is making every touch feel like a flame that pushes the heat of your lust further and further. Lady Violet wants you, Lady Violet called you beautiful, Lady Violet said you were special, Lady Violet is touching you… You’re on cloud nine, and nothing could ruin this day.

The purple-haired girl brings both of her hands away from your body for a brief moment, instead using them to grip the bottom of your shirt. Pulling her face back from your neck, she says “Arms up, dear Blue. Time for me to get a good look at my prize.” You shudder in delight, then dutifully raise your arms above your head so that she can start undressing you. Not a moment later, your t-shirt is torn off of your body, revealing your toned upper-body and bra-covered boobs to Lady Violet’s hungry eyes. She begins running her hands over every available patch of your skin; over your stomach, down your arms, across your back, just rapidly taking in as much of your smoothness as she can.

Hungry really is the best way to describe the look in her amethyst eyes right now. She’s looking you up and down with those eyes, a striking grin splitting her lips. It’s an intense look, bordering on slightly frightening, like she really is going to just devour you. But more than that, it seems passionate, like she really is thrilled beyond words to even get a look at you, despite how many others you’ve seen her look at like this over her career. Like she can never get enough of drinking in the sight of a woman’s body, like she has a physical need to do so. Or maybe it’s just that she doesn’t get to do so nearly as often as she would like, so she’s just very pent up.

“Glorious… You’re so beautiful, my dear Blue. I’m going to take the rest off now, alright?” Before you even respond, her hands wrap around your back and move to the clasp of your bra, but wait for you to speak before undoing it.

Your body trembling ever so slightly and face flushed with arousal, you nod. “You… You can do whatever you want to me, Lady Violet. You don’t need to ask permission.”

“Wrong.” You jolt at the intensity of her single word response, and feel your bra get unhooked and tossed aside. “I can’t do whatever I want to you, dear Blue. I just can’t. It would be… too much for you.” Looking into her eyes, you feel your spine stiffen slightly. The hunger within those amethyst orbs has revealed itself to be even deeper than you had realized now that they’re gazing upon your bare bust, and have gone from ‘almost frightening’ to ‘kinda scary’. Lady Violet’s own body trembles slightly, and it looks almost as though she’s fighting against herself, fighting against her urges. “I don’t mean to belittle you, but you are simply too inexperienced. If I did everything that I wanted to you… you might break. So I just can’t.” Her hands grip your tits, fingers sinking deep into the pliant flesh and eliciting a sharp moan from you. The purple-haired girl’s eyes flick back up to yours briefly, and you can tell instantly that one of your early assertions was entirely correct; she is a predator, and you are her prey. But she doesn’t want to hurt you, so she’s actively waging a war against her own nature, resisting herself. For you.

Your idol’s change in demeanor sparks a lot of emotions within you. It’s hot, it’s intense, it’s sexy, it’s scary, it’s arousing, it’s concerning… but, more than anything, it’s… gratifying. You can’t quite remember her ever looking this **** to have her way with someone during any of the many, many videos of her you’ve watched. She… She really does view you as special, doesn’t she? You can hardly believe it, and maybe you’re just looking for something that isn’t really there and finding it because you want to, but… All signs point to her truly being almost as enraptured with you as you are with her; which makes no fucking sense to you in any way, shape, or form, but you don’t know how else to explain this. She seems to have a deep desire to have her way with you, but isn’t just tearing into you and doing as she pleases. She wants you to enjoy this, to not be pushed too far. How… How do you help her with that…?

“A safe word.” Lady Violet says, as if answering your unspoken question. “We need a safe word, something that you can say if… when I’ve pushed you too far. Because I just know I’m going to screw up…” She mutters that last part after her breath, a small grimace marring her lovely face.

A safe word? Right, you’ve heard of those… “Um, Strawberry?” You offer your favorite food as an option, as it’s the first thing that pops into your head.

Relief crosses the dominant young woman’s face, and she nods. “Yes, that’s very good, dear Blue. Very good. If you say Strawberry, I’ll stop whatever I’m doing, I promise. Please, don’t be afraid to use it. I mean it, you won’t upset me. Quite the opposite. So promise me?”

“O-Okay, Lady Violet. I promise.” You reply as your jeans are yanked down suddenly. She’s right back into it, pulling off your shoes and socks as well, leaving you in only your blue panties. A safe word… with Lady Violet… She wants to make sure you’re okay with this… This all feels so incredibly amazing, you’re still having trouble accepting the fact that it isn’t all a dream.

Your idol’s nimble fingers hook through the waistband of your underwear, and pull them down your thighs. ‘If this is a dream, never wake me up…’