The Wheel of Busty Fortune - Serana Vs Andy (complete)

Trapped into the corner, Andy was feeling to good to try and break free. To his seduced mind (or was it his groin doing the thinking there?) pushing Serana off would be just too rude in that situation.
Plus, he could always try and gain the upper stance by keeping up the suggestive fondling on her soft breasts.

With Serana slowing down and eventually stopping grinding her hips to enjoy his erotic massage, Andy thought that his strategy was working. Well...no. In all honesty, the young male was just seduced enough to have him forget about the wresting and enjoy the moment.

Eventually, Serana had decided to take advantage of Andy's allured state, turning around and climbing up the first ropes so that his eyes were looking just right into their bouncy, shiny roundness.
"Uhhhh.... @///@". Captivated by the deep line of her cleavage, Andy was incapacitated to fight back before Serana's hands cupped the back of his head and pulled him face first right there where he belonged.

"Mmmmmpffff...@.@" Enveloped by that warm, soothing darkness, Andy's mind failed to fight back while she snuggled him all the way in between her breasts....only then realizing that he could not breath.
"M-Mrfffhh....!". Andy started a sloppy disoriented attempt at breaking free, his head wriggling around slightly only to be rolled and bounced back in place by those soft enveloping melons with no chance to get some air, and even less to get out. His hands wandered along Serana's body, groping her soft butt from time to time in a blind, awkward "struggle" that she would probably love.

Serana couldn’t help but enjoy the position she was in. Feeling all of Andy’s struggling and warm breath in her cleavage to the groping done on her rear. Whether he was preforming this well in arousing her was done on purpose or by accident, she was going to make sure to return it in full.

But first, she wanted to have Andy down, aiming to try and knock him out in her pillowy embrace. It wouldn’t give her the first round, but it could more than give her time to set him up. “Hey Andy, I hope it doesn’t feel too bad going out like this. I know you’ve been knocked out with breast smothers before, I just don’t know if mine is comfortable for you.”

With his experience in mixed wrestling and air-depriving holds (mostly on the receiving end), Andy knew well that he had not plenty of time to escape from Serana's smothering bosom before he would become too weak and tired to even try, but his struggles were making no progress at all, rather wasting his scarce air supply into a futile squirming and groping.

"Mmmffhh...! Mffff.... @///@.... npfhhh.... <3". His face was secured in a hot cleavage jail, constantly rolled and squeezed inbetween Serana's fleshy pillows, denying his much needed air while letting him inhale her pheromones in replacement, thus soothing down the handsome boy into a tamed state.

Something that Serana could tell from Andy's muffled protests subsiding into cute mumblings, the touch of his tired hands soon lessened from a blind effort to grope and push off to a meek caress, almost woshipping her beautifully shaped hips.

"Mmmm, that feels nice Andy." Serena hummed ads she hugged the boy's head closer to her bosom. Just as expected of the former champ, she was having to stay in for the long run with knocking him out like this. She hadn't had the chance to try the move on other opponents, but given Andy's history in this league she knew she had to keep him in there for as long as it took.

As she felt his pawing go down, she'd start to lightly rub Andy's head, playing with his visible locks while she kept her smother up. "You can sleep Andy. I promise when you wake up I'll do something special." When she'd start to feel the boy's breath even out to signal his KO, she'd try to move down slowly, keeping him trapped in her pillows as she tried to sit him down against the corner.

Being a male wrestler at Tension with a decent experience, Andy had developed an above-average endurance to smothering holds. Though, he also had learned that once a wrestler was too weak to escape by force, it was only a matter of time before he would succumb, if the female wrestler was patient and resolute in keeping her smother applied.

And unfortunately for Andy, this was exactly his case: Serana was in no hurry at all, clearly loving to keep the handsome former champ nice and close in her embosoming embrace, feeling his strenght and awareness slowly ebbing away, almost absorbed within her large breasts as she methodically smothered and lulled him to sleep.

Indeed, Serana was proving to be a natural at smothering guys into submission: with her soft-spoken cooings and gentle rubbing, Andy had been furtherly soothed down and gradually passaged into drowsy obedience.
The last thing his succumbing mind registered was her quiet heartbeat lulling him into compliance, the warm softness of her breasts giving him a false sense of comfort as he finally passed out.

"M-Mnnffhh....mff... x///x". A cute muffled sigh, and his hands slipping along Serana's hips to drop down limp, confirmed that Andy was sleeping like a good boy now, allowing the busty vixen to proceed with her planned next move.

Gently laid down, Andy was settled into an even more relaxing position sitting with his back leaning into the corner with Serana's large breasts still pressed nicely around his face, keeping him nice and obedient in blissful slumber.
"Nff... <3... Zzz..."

Once he was down, Serana would slowly pull him out from her bosom, taking a good look at her opponent before speaking. “Now, to give you a reward for the fun start.” Figuring him defenseless, the girl would slowly lower herself to be closer to his hardened girth before taking his shorts off. She’d just throw them somewhere in the ring, not really caring where the article landed.

And with Andy’s boyhood exposed, she’d do the one thing that came to mind. Inserting the hardened member right in between her breasts. She’d allow his girth to remain their peacefully for a short while, wanting the boy to enjoy the warmth even if he was unconscious. But it wouldn’t be long before she started bullying his cock, smacking it with her breasts in an erotic form of boxing. “Better wake up soon Andy, fufufu~”

Finally pulled out of Serana's bosom, Andy's face was that of a peacefully sleeping boy now, and certainly not the proud, cocky macho wrestler from the start.
His face was glistening with her sweat, somewhat imprinted by the girl's pheromones, which had surely assisted in keeping the young guy tamed and unconscious all the time necessary for Serana to put him back... or better said to put his "little alter ego" nice and snug in the tight, warm embrace of her breasts.

The fans laughed with joy at how Serana was lingering there for some long moments, Andy's girth tuckered inbetween her soft melons, savoring her sweet erotic dominance over the unresponsive boy.

As for Andy, the former champ had moaned and mumbled faintly, surely enjoying the warm love-sandwich around his erection as she could tell from the cute twitching and pulsating felt within her cleavage hold.

And then, the pleasantly warm sensation had become hotter, the sandwiching softness turned into an erotically stimulating parody of a boxing match, where Serana's big strong boobs were pummeling around Andy's sensitive and overpowered cock.
"Unnnhhhhghh....w-what...?? fuaahhnn... @///@", Andy would eventually come around in a daze, his blurry eyes gradually focusing on the happy, dominant smile of Serana.

Serana would keep up the pummeling, making sure to have Andy in control before looking up to him. “Oh, finally awake Andy?” She asked rhetorically, giggling as she heard his moans. “You were out for a bit, so I had to go and find a new opponent.”

As she continued to mash his boyhood with her bosom, she’d give a small lick to his tip, getting a taste of him. “Sorry if you wanted to sleep though, I just figured you might want to get a reward for how you treated my chest. Not a bad way to return the favor right?”

"I...I won't let you... ahhhnn... <3". Finally brought back into full consciousness, but still weak like a wuss from the recent smothered nap taken within her bosom, Andy tried to reply something defiant, but whatever retort he had in mind was turned into a pityful moan of ashamed pleasure when Serana added a nice little lick to the sensitive tip of his trapped manhood.

The young guy knew well that letting Serana "return the favor" taking good care of his pulsating girth inbetween her sweet, dominant breasts was too dangerous. Paired to his weary state from the previous KO, that would certainly mean for him to become too weak to fight back, eventually reducing the once proud wrestler into a cute boytoy for the busty girl to play with...

And, he could not afford to let it happen! Or better said... he didn't want to. But his young male instincts and his tenderized physical strenght conjured in betraying him, letting Serana soften his willpower.... and harden his pummeled girth.
"Uhhhh.... 0///0", he would squirm aimlessly, all red faced and unabe to escape from her amorous cleavage jail.

Even with his words of confidence, Serana knew very well that escape for him was going to be impossible. The fact that she could feel his girth twitching within her bosomy prison was all she needed to confirm it.

And with the knowledge, she would relentlessly knock his boyhood back and forth. She wouldn’t stop until the former champ came between her breasts. She was going to exhaust the boy until he couldn’t move anymore, but she’d make sure it was a hell of an experiextra nice to it.