Una Notte Italiana

Giulia had wished to scare Nico just a little bit, but it was obvious that the boy was indeed mortified by the sight of the scissors. His body became practically frozen by Giulia's order, which was actually very beneficial for the girl too. She had no intentions of harming his body with the pair of scissors, and no movement meant very low risk of such accidents either!

Her little teasing words again had been meant as a paradox of sorts for Nico, but the boy clearly seemed not to find one. Sure, he was obviously much more worried about the damaging potential of the scissors than becoming aroused in a Hentai match, but as Giulia tightened her grip around his manhood, stroking it in the process, she couldn't help but re-emphasize that this situation should not have been favorable for him either! Well, theoretically it shouldn't have been at least...

"Oh, this is much better? Really? Fine, but in that case I'm predicting that you will have lost this Hentai match in less than two minutes..." the Italian girl added with accompanying giggles.

And she wasn't lying. Giulia proceeded to reposition herself just slightly, so that she could easily grab Nico's head to be imprisoned between her thighs for a good squeeze. And in the meanwhile, she was ramping up her actions with the boy's cock too, now jerking it off already at an increasingly rapid pace...

Oh, no matter how assertive and dominant Giulia's attitude could be, Nico had to admit that her seductive skills were really top class. Her relentless strokes felt so wonderfully good around his girth, making him crave to just relax and enjoy. Laying back and allowing himself to "have lost this hentai match in less than two minutes...".

"Wait, what did she just say??? Hot damn, THIS hentai match!".
Squeezed nearly unconscious, than scared by Giulia's dark scissors-joke, Nico had virtually forgotten about it, and she had him right where she wanted now.

But when he was just starting to actively try and break free, Giulia picked him up his head with her strong thighs and put him back into her reverse headscissors, well knowing that Nico could not get out of there.

"Annngghh....<3 ...Oh no, I must esca-nnghhfff.... ahhn  <3". Even finishing that sentence proved to be quite the hard task to fulfill for Nico as a good squeeze compressed his neck to keep him weak and in line.
All the while, Giulia's energetic handjob sent wave after wave of submissive pleasure to the Italian boy's body, pumping him closer and closer to an imminent, disgraceful defeat.

Even if this little Hentai match was far from official, Giulia did want to see how fast she could win one. And Nico was definitely one of those guys that were prone to lose them...quickly. That was something Giulia could already tell for sure based on all that she had seen already tonight... Even now, the boy fell a helpless victim to her reverse headscissors - a hold that Giulia knew by now would be impossible for him to escape.

Giggling, the Italian girl decided to tease her opponent-slash-prisoner a bit. The boy appeared to be totally submissive, not even trying or capable to resist her actions at all. "Ooh, Nico, I think you can make a record here... Who's the one to lose a Hentai match the fastest?" Honestly, Giulia was not even hoping for any added resistance, but making her own dominance even more pronounced was indeed turning her on...

There were also other things Giulia could have well done to accelerate the pace of the arrival of Nico's final defeat, but the girl decided to use only her hands this time. With the exception of one, small, barely noticable swirl of her tongue around the head of Nico's cock, just to tease him a little more. But all the while Giulia still kept on jerking off the boy as best as she could... She really wanted to get him to cum right on his own belly.

Teased and humiliated by Giulia as she had him prisoner of her lustful headscissor, Nico reacted once again at her taunting and mocking, trying his best to pry apart those pythoness-strong thighs.

But of course, his best efforts could only produce one effect: to make La Forza Italiana ever more boasting and proud of her complete superiority over the fellow Italian boy. His cute hands could not even budge her legs, leaving him completely stuck inbetween those leggy coils no matter how hard he tried.

And, that granted Giulia all the time in the world to play undisturbed with Nico's sensitive boyhood. His breathing rate and heat body were definitely increasing together with the accelerating of her erotic strokes, and Nico's body didn't miss to respond with a nice twitch every time the tip of Giulia's tongue went to tease the tip of his now super-sensitive erection.

"Ahhnngh.... p-please don't... I can't hold it... any lon-gehrr...", Nico pleaded gritting his teeth as if that could help him to restraint the volcano-like climax that was more than ready to explode.

If one asked Giulia, Nico didn't seem to mind his position at all. If anything, getting squashed and aqueezed by a strong, curvy girl was only turning him on more and more - at least if the hardness of his cock was to signal anything. Well, granted, her own actions were pretty much making sure that increasing hardness was the case anyway, but Giulia knew brave little mixed wrestler boys like Nico well enough that she knew he was enjoying it.

Soon it was obvious that Nico's orgasm was imminent. Squeezing her headscissor hold even tighter, it was still a good time to tease him a little. "Cum on Nico, keep on fighting, the loser will be punished!" But Giulia knew that was not going to help the boy's case at all. She could already sense his cock beginning to pulsate...

Giulia seemed to know well which buttons she had to push, or better said squeeze, in order to keep him helplessly aroused no matter what he wanted. Better than how Nico knew himself in fact.

Her teasing stimulation, together with the humiliating sensation of being at her mercy and the mind-numbing effect of her rhythmical headscissor constrictions around his neck, made a perfect team work for that purpose, causing his boyhood to twitch and pulsate ever more in the soft yet firm grip of her fingers.
And even though he was trying his best to endure, his admirable efforts could only amount to building up a more intense, strenght draining climax once she would lead him to pop. Which was clearly happening any moment now.

Nico could feel the pressure from Giulia's headscissors increase around his neck, her thighs and glutes flexing and swelling like sexy constricting anacondas around their cute boy-prey, until she lead him to the brink of unconsciousness, where he would finally succumb to his overwhelming lustful needs.

"Unnghff...nnnghhh... @///@ C-Can't...can't... Fuuuaaaaahhnn!!! <333". Unable to resist one second longer, the Italian boy spasmed and moaned loudly, bursting out into a powerful climax while his vision went blank from delirious bliss.

Giulia was actually quite surprised, that Nico seemed to be delivering what she was demanding him for. She would have expected the boy to have cum a bit sooner, give into his desires a little earlier, but he still did obviously try to keep on resisting the urges of his body the best he could.

Which was obviously not much, but Giulia did spend quite a few seconds longer trying to get her fellow Italian's cock finally burst than she had anticipated... But when that finally happened, all his brave resistance no longer mattered. He had obviously lost Giulia's little bedside game.

As Nico's body was slowly settling down after the climax, Giulia took the opportunity to readjust her position. The squeezing of her headscissors eased somewhat, as the girl took now a seat on top of Nico's face. And as his nose and lips pressed firmly against the latex of Giulia's wrestling attire covering her crotch, her thighs only gently caressed his cheeks by now.

"Oh, Nico... Looks like you lost... But don't worry, una Italiana still won!" the Italian began, her eyes gazing over the mess his climax had caused onto his belly. "I wonder what we should do now... I mean, I've won you already many times tonight now! There may be nothing that could save you from being punished for losing any longer...."

Poor Nico! Since from when he had met Giulia on the ring, everything had been one-sided at his expense: their match, totally dominated by the strong beauty. Their erotic intercourse (or better said, erotic femdom).

And now, the same was going for their conversation: The Italian amazon had her leisurely teasing way to chat with Nico, well knowing that he had no arguments at all to reply. Because she had dominated him both on the ring and in bed of course, but mainly because she was sitting right on his face, cutting off his breathing in such womanly way underneath her latex-clad crotch that talking back was not even contemplated as a possible option for the trapped boy.

"Urmffh... mnngghhff... @///@". A cute muffled vibration tingling her crotch and her smooth inner thighs was the only response that the light-headed Nico could give to her playful taunting.

Giulia just smiled. Her dominance over Nico was completely unquestioned, and she was going to have the young Italian boy as her plaything for the whole night, all to herself... And by now she had also made sure that Nico could not complain any longer. She had already guaranteed him the highest of pleasure, no matter if he'd been asking for it or not, and he could no longer claim that his physical needs would have been left totally without attention. He must have enjoyed the night too! On Giulia's opinion, Nico had no option to feel otherwise...

"Right Nico, I knew you'd agree with me!" the dominant Italian commented in a motherly tone to Nico's weak muffles, teasing him as it was obvious that she could have heard absolutely nothing of what the boy had actually been trying to say. The end result may still have been quite desirable for the boy though, as Giulia then got up from his face, allowing the boy some fresh air.

She wasn't going to allow him to het up himself just yet though. Instead, La Forza Italiana positioned herself standing next to Nico's exhausted body, pressed her other bare foot firmly down on Nico's already pleasured manhood, and struck a mighty victory pose on top of her defeated prisoner. Looking down at him, she kept on talking. "Remember this view Nico! I know you'll want to..."

After a brief pause, it was time for another question. "So, how do you like it, Nico? When you get defeated by girls? Do you like them sweet and gentle.....or rough and vicious?"

Pinned into the large fluffy bed by Giulia's buttsmother, Nico was unable to do anything more than rewarding her hips with nice muffled sounds that she seemed to love, all the while forced to listen to her playful maternal cooings as she sensually smothered him into a light headed state.

Eventually, La Forza Italiana graciously allowed him to breath much welcome air, only to assume the most beautifully dominant double biceps-victory pose, holding him down with just a dainty foot placed right onto his spent boyhood.
The effect on the cute pinned boy was guaranteed: his twitching member underneath her sole signaled that her dominant beauty was bringing his arousal back to life already. And his deeply blushing face looking up at her like to a sexy powerful goddess would make Giulia feel even happier.

As she had predicted, Nico had given upo trying to resist her superior strenght and sensuality now. "Uuuhh... I'd say sweet and gentle... i-if I had a say in the matter...? 0///0", the cute overmatched boy mumbled admittedly. Sweet or vicious, it was the dominant women defeating him to decide what to do with him after all.