Lady Auphemia Vs Ataru: Lumber-maids match!!! (complete)

"Grrr...I'm n-not finished...u-uuummmhh.... 0///0". Nudged into a fight back reaction by Camil's playful taunt, Okami tried to sit up, then he tried to squirm out of their grip valiantly swinging side to side... only to realize that it would only worsen his predicament, increasing the rubbing stimulation to his groin and thus making him weaker via arousal. It was like if their breasts were draining his life force and willpower, making it impossible to escape while making him more pliant and ready to surrender.
With that last, futile effort having pushed Okami to the edge, all that was left now was for him to lay back and accept defeat.
"Oww..c-can't hold... fuuahhhnnn....!!! <333". Arching back and twitching in delirious bliss, the wolfboy shot a large, hot amount of his surrendering load right inbetween those huge heavenly melons that had so easily dominated him.

Likewise, Ataru felt like getting slowly and sensually drained by Auphemia's breasts as she kept amorously rubbing and grinding his girth, eliciting a nice moan from his lips each time she squeezed that lively boyhood inbetween her wonderful melons.
The young boy tried to struggle in fact, but it only amounted to some nice squirming and pawing that didn't obtain much more than to please the busty lady. Moreover, even that pityful resistance was easily tamed by another series of rhytmical constrictions from Auphemia's thighs, leaving the cute boy gasping in dizziness underneath her.
"N-Nghhh.... @///@". Lulled into such aroused stupor, Ataru was at her mercy now. Twitching in response to every soft touch from her enormous bosom, his throbbing erection was the only reactive part of his body now... and it was like literally begging to burst out into blissful surrender.

“Pff, not even able to get a second free.” Camil said as the pair waited for his climax to end, watching as he twitched in pleasure from the release. “You’re not that much of a fighter, such a shame since you seem to have the endurance of one.” The redhead would then move up the boy’s body, not even giving him a chance to recover as she planted her bosom over his face, beginning a smother hold. As she did, Loretta moved from being on his leg to being between them, once again rubbing her breasts against his boyhood to arouse him once more.

Back on the ring, Auphemia was able to tell that Ataru was likely nearing the edge of his control, and that his climax would come soon. So in preparation, she’d fold his legs underneath her armpits and sit up, planting her rear on his face to set him up in a pin while continuing to relentlessly smother his boyhood with her melons. “Tit tock, Ataru. Tit tock~” She’d tease with a seductive tone, rubbing his face with her buttcheeks to further taunt him.

Okami had gone through a quite intense, mind-numbing climax there, but that didn't mean that the busty maids were going to play nice and allow him to recover: quite the opposite, the wolfboy's field of vision was suddenly covered by Camil's huge bosom!
"Wah..?!? Ummghffff... 0///0". Engulfed in warm darkness inbetween those boncy melons, Okami's face was smothered by Camil while his spent virility suffered the same fate underneath Loretta's large breasts. Squirming underneath them in the hope to break free, he would soon realize in shocked, aroused horror, that Camil's suffocation together with Loretta's rubbing breasts were bringing his erection back to life right away!

On the ring, Ataru's male pride had urged him to endure as long as possible, even though he was helplessly stuck in Auphemia's erotic version of a reverse headscissors.
Or should we say Ataru's naive pride, since his futile stubborn resistance was only resulting into bottling up his lust, preparing the poor boy for a more intense, furtherly energy-draining hentai submission.
Locked into a naughty facesitting pin with his arms pinned under her shins and his legs folded under her armpits, Ataru was now completely helpless.
His muffled mumblings sent pleasant vibrations up to Auphemia's peach-shaped butt as she furtherly built up his impending climax by happily smothering him and sensually rubbing his exposed shaft.

"Mnnnpffh.... m-mrrpffhhhhh!!! <333 Mrffhh...mmmfff... @///@". Erotic surrender was the inevitable outcome, and with a deliciously helpless spasm of his whole body, Ataru gave it all to the busty lady, bursting out with a nice, hot spurt as he gradually went from light-headed to dizzy underneath her smothering hips.

Okami’s struggles would do little to free himself. In fact, Camil instead wrapped her arms around his head and slightly lifted his head off the ground, pulling him deeper into her large breasts. At the same time, Loretta kept up her paizuri, noticing the erotic smother was amplifying his lust and using it to her advantage.

“Well, you did the breast you could.” Auphemia commented as Ataru released his seed, keeping a hold of his legs as she continued to sit on him. “You lasted longer than Okami though, so you can at least feel proud in that.” She’d give a silver lining, one that would be embarrassing to the boy but a compliment regardless as he was smothered underneath her lovely butt.

Okami's efforts were only rewarded by a tighter bosomy hug from Camil's part, snuggling his face deeper inbetween her smothering melons until a small portion of his silver curls was the only visible part of his head. With the sensuous airtight smother locked in, air-deprivation amplified Okami's lust regardless of his will. And so, after another couple minutes off feeble, aroused squirmings, the poor boy was all dizzy and tamed on the verge of both passing out and bursting out.

Not even after his hentai submission Ataru had been released from the embarrassing entangling prison of Auphemia's matchbox-facesitting pin, leaving the poor exhausted boy totally at her mercy.
With her bosom still gently rubbing his spent boyhood, Ataru could hear Auphemia's mocking compliments to his "performance", but he was getting less and lesser able to follow her words, as gentle waves fatigue kept washing him along with each gentle swaying of her hips over his tired face, numbing his mind and craving him to just relax... and close his eyes.

Whether the cute boy was going to take a nice nap under her soft buttcheeks, or to be "saved" from incoming knockout just for Auphemia's joy of putting him into more delicious holds, it was only up to the Busty Lady to decide.

“What’s the matter, already unable to stay awake?” Camil responded as she felt his struggles go away, adding a few insulting breast slaps as she kept him trapped. The competition she wanted was sadly underwhelming, and despite the fun of dominating a boy as easily as they were, she needed something to keep things entertaining. “Hey Loretta, I bet I can knock him out before you can get him to cum.” The blonde didn’t respond verbally, but the challenge was clearly accepted as she sped up the movement of her chest, the two seeing who would prevail while messing with the wolfboy’s body.

“So close, you could almost tell how much your body is craving to take another nap.” Auphemia would say, noting his lack of resistance. And although it would be so easy to knock him out and secure her second round, where would be the fun in that?

So she would release his legs and stand up, allowing him to breathe in some much needed air. However, it would obviously be a short lived recovery as Auphemia would reach down to help him up, flashing him a mischievous smile when he’d see her face. “Don’t worry Ataru, we’ll have a little more fun before putting you to bed this round.” And with a display of strength, the mistress lifted him up and wrapped her arms around him, putting him into a tight bearhug while her bosom once again entrapped his boyhood.

Camil's taunting breast slaps kind of brought Okami back from the brink of unconsciousness... at least enough to hear her mocking words and to elicit a reaction to that humiliating "race" she was proposing at his expense.
Like that, Okami's hands reached up at Camil's body, blindly trying to push her off, and to pull his head out of her smothering bosom while Loretta's unrelanting paizuri threatened to make him helpless with lustful pleasure.
"Mnnff....mnn... <3... ghhff... @///@". Within Camil's smothering cleavage, a whole world or muffled huffing, moaning and groaning was going on, making her bosom into a hotter, wetter airtight seal for Okami's face. In short, even though Loretta was building him up faster and faster towrds a possible climax, his struggles were unwittingly cooperating with Camil in suffocating him to sleep. Which she could tell after a couple minutes of useless struggling, when Okami started to get more docile, pretty much like a sleepy baby in her bosom. Though, a sleepy baby would not have that big boner...

As expected from Lady Auphemia, Ataru was graciously "saved" from a second knockout, only so that he could provide more sweet enterteinement to the playful busty lady.
"U-Unnnhgghh... @///@". Picked up into her bosomy variation of a bearhug, the cute boy squirmed and flaieled around to not much avail, stuck in the "heavenly-hell" of her constricting embrace as she both squeezed him breathless and rubbed him into arousal, alternating pain and pleasure as Ataru's feet could not touch the mats any longer longer, denying him any leverage to try and escape (not that it would have made much difference really).

Squeezed and bounced in Auphemia's bearhug, Ataru's head stood slightly higher than hers now, bringing the boy's pricelessly desperate face quite close to hers as he groaned and moaned in her clutches.

Feeling Okami’s struggles begin to fade away, the redhead took it as the sign to keep her hold true, making sure he didn’t get so much as an ounce of air while smothering his entire face. At the same time, the blonde preforming the paizuri was sure to not be outshown, increasing her tempo even more in an attempt to force the climax out of him. In the end, it boiled down to if the wolfboy himself couldn’t remain awake any longer, or handle his built up arousal anymore.

As for Ataru, he was in his own situation as the mistress continued to both squeeze and rub his boyhood while keeping him nice and trapped in her arms. With his weakened state, it wasn’t even a contest for her to keep him in her bosomy hold. And at the same time, she was able to watch his face as she pleasured him once again. And he would in return be able to see the seductive smirk she had as she took her own satisfaction in erotically bested the boy.

Okami's predicament could only get more desperate with each passing second: Camil pressed him deeper and tighter in between her huge suffocating breasts, sensing that the moment of her little victory was close. And the quiet Loretta did her best to win too, speeding up her wonderful paizuri until.... "mnnrffhhhh.... Mfffh..... Mpfff... <3...Nffhh.... Zzzz....". On the brink of unconsciousness, the wolf boy could have not resisted his carnal needs, reflexively succumbing to a big disgraceful climax... And passing out in Camil's womanly pillows just one second later, granting a close victory to the blonde maid.

Ataru's entrapment was not much less desperate, and certainly not less humiliating: each squeeze from Auphemia's arms around his waist exacted a cute wheezing sound out of his lips, making him weaker, softer, and easier to squeeze into her massive bosom. And each loving squeeze from her soft melons around his boyhood weakened his spirit through erotic pleasure, having him moan faintly.
Auphemia had soon got a steady, almost hypnotic tempo of squeezing and relaxing, all the while smiling sweetly at the adorable expression of humiliated helplessness (and shameful arousal) on his cute face.
"Fuuuhhh.... Ahhn.. F-Fuunghh... @///@". The latest squeeze had poor Ataru's head loll nodding a little closer to her face, letting Auphemia enjoy his glazed, half closed eyes.
"N-Nyahh... Stop... This is...fuahhn...so embarrassing... @///@", he pleaded, probably amusing the busty lady as he stated such an obvious thing. All the while, his sensitive boyhood transmitted a new shiver of submissive pleasure to his all softened body, letting her know that her cute male toy was not going anywhere.

“Ah, damn it!” Camil shouted as she noted the boy’s climax just short of his knockout, leading to her losss in the competition between her and Loretta. “Couldn’t hold it in a second longer, shit and I almost had it.” She’d say as she released Okami from her bosom, standing up alongside Loretta as the maids just let the wolfboy lay there.

In the ring, Auphemia was loving Ataru’s total helplessness as she erotically squeezed the fight out of him. She could see the loss of strength in him as his boyhood was squeezed more and more between her chest. But as she knew all things would come to an end, she would wait until the moment before he climaxed to slam him down with a spine buster, giving a heavy combination of pain and pleasure at the same time.

“Night night~” She’d say as once he came she’d crawl up and claim his face, pressing her massive bosom down and beginning another breast smother.