Nico Marelli vs Virgo - tap out or pass out

“There’s no need to rush yourself Master Nico. We may take as much time as you’ll need to recover if you wish.” She’d say, being sure to have him as comfortable as she could in their current situation.

As she was watching over him, her attention was brought down to his shorts, where she saw a noticeable strain on the stretchy material. And even more obvious was the grown arousal of him, which she’d then call him out on. “Master Nico, are you aroused right now?” She’d ask, looking back down to him.

Nico blushed furtherly at Virgo's "servicing" attitude, as the maid took good care of him on her soft lap. The Italian boy sighed nicely in her comforting hold when she suddenly came out with her question, and he suddenly realized the embarrassing tent in his wrestling pants.
"Waah! I am sorry! I d-didn't mean to...uhh... 0///0". Nico got all red faced, bringing both hands down to cover his groin in shame, desperate at the idea that Virgo would probably consider him a pervert now.

“Oh, why be sorry Master Nico?” Virgo would ask. “It’s a common occurrence to happen when wrestling against the opposite sex. There’s no shame in admitting that it at least happened.”

After a little more time went by, Virgo would slowly raise up so that she didn’t just knock Nico over. And once up, she’d take a few steps back to allow him to raise back up to his own feet. “If anything Master Nico, I’m flattered that you see me as attractive enough to become aroused dur8ng our bout. I’ll be sure to treat you well should the oppurtunit6 arises.”

Released from Virgo's caring embrace, Nico was slightly relieved by her comforting words as he finally stood up getting as ready as possible to resume the match after the graciously conceded break.

"Oh well... 'attractive enough' is the understatement of the year V-Virgo... 0///0, Nico admitted to the lovely maid, adding more awkward flattery.

"Though... I'll have to try my best and not fall in your arms alas. H-Here I come". With that said, Nico stepped forward raising both hands, challenging the girl to engage a test of strenght.

“Thank you for the compliment, Master Nico.” Virgo would respond before moving towards him, willing to go against him in the test of strength. In most cases she’d try to avoid a direct battle like this against a bigger opponent, however, Nico was already knocked out once now, meaning she’d have a better chance at going against him like this.

Matching up against him, Virgo would attempt to see if she had the strength to get him down. Attempting to push him down on pot his knees, she was sure to leave herself a potential opening should he find more strength in him. But if she could get him down to his knees, she’d ready something just for him that she feels he might like.

Fingers entwined, the two contenders started to push against each others. That was good for Nico, who was certainly not a muscular guy but he was still supposed to have a clear upper body strenght advantage against a cute petite maid.

...Or that's what he thought, failing to consider how much Virgo had debilitaded his legs strenght in her figure 4 submission, and depleted his stamina with a sleeperhold.

And so, after a few seconds of mutual pushing without neither of them taking a clear advantage, Nico's legs had finally started to shiver and slowly give in to Virgo's effort.

"Ughh.... t-that's... impossible... UH...! 0///0". Eyes wide from shocked surprise, the Italian boy had been compelled to get down little by little, groaning in fruitless exertion until he was forced to kneel down, his face getting all flushed as he inevitably got a peek of Virgo's panties under her super-short maid skirt.

Seeing her previous holds having done their damage to Nico, Virgo was able to overpower him and get him down to his knees. And after seeing him get slightly flustered, she knew he had gotten a look at her panties again.

Of course though, she didn’t mind at the slightest. In fact, it worked better for her in the long run. But first, she would quickly release her hold on Nico’s hands and reach for his head, aiming to grab and pull his face into her chest for a standing breastsmother. “So Master Nico, would you say you’re more of a breast boy or an ass boy?”

Kneeling down before the wrestling maid tilting his head up at her with hands locked in her grasp, Nico was in the perfect position for what Virgo had planned, and she didn't waste time, leaning forward to bury his cute flushed face right inbetween the enveloping softness of her breasts.

Like many boys, Nico wasn't sure whether he could really choose between a nice pair of boobs and a fine well shaped ass. The only thing his mesmerized brain knew at the moment was that Virgo's breasts felt incredibly warm and treacherously comforting, even through her maid dress. And more importantly, even if they were restrainting his breathing.

"M-Mrrpffhhh... <3", was the most coherent response he could give as Virgo lovingly smothered him. And while Nico was trying to wriggle his face side to side in seek of air, she could probably take it as a confirmation that he was enjoying having his face snuggled there in her bosom.

“Well I can say that you do at least enjoying being up against my chest, Master Nico.” Virgo commented as she kept him held in her soft bosom, his wiggling face feeling nice to her as well. It was a cute sight for her as well, seeing him attempt to free himself in an attempt to get a breath of air.

But of course, she wouldn’t let him get that chance, making sure her grip on his head wouldn’t falter to his movements. Rather, she’d pull him further in her embrace, taking away his chance to free himself. And when she’d feel him start to get weaker, she’d start to move him towards the nearest corner, keeping him smothered as she’d sit him against the corner. “Hold on for a bit Mast Nico, I wish to see something.”

The fans were starting to really enjoying the show, amused at how Virgo kept addressing her opponent as "Master Nico", even though she had KOed him in a sleeperhold already, and had him prisoner of her breasts right now.

"Mmmrppffhhh...blurrbbb... @///@". His blubbering and blind struggling had not made any progress in getting him free from Virgo's clutches, rather making Virgo happier to hug him tight into her smothering bosom.

Before long, Nico felt weak and light headed from wasting energy and oxygen in a futile struggle, making him easier to control and lead into the corner. Feeling her bosom press further into his face to keep him there, the Italian boy could hear the smoothed sound of her voice graciously asking him to endure for a bit.... Yea, like if he had a choice, he thought while squirming to none avail.