Here comes La Furia - Francesca Martino vs Ataru Toranami

Furia's final knockout hold was also bringing a crushing psychological domination over the exhausted, air-deprived boy, partly thanks to the teasingly loooong time taken by the ref-girl to lift and drop his arm.

With his face completely enveloped within warm soft breasts, smothered and lulled into oblivion, and his spent boyhood hotdogged between her buttcheeks and pussy, Ataru's gradual descent into unconsciousness was in fact turning into a sensually ironic taunt: while he was drifting to sleep in Furia's boob-pillows, his boyhood was being awakened to a self-embarrassing new erection instead!

"Mffff... Mnrrpfhh... <3... Zzz... x///x". When the ref girl picked up his wrist for the third time, Ataru was snoozing quietly, helplessly asleep in Francesca's breastsmother... But his shameful girth was bulging in the clenching hold of her buttcheeks. 0///0

Furia keep him down for the last seconds as the ref would grab again that wrist and drop again the arm,reaching finally the three,turning to the crowns waving her arms.

"Threeee!! End of the first round!"

The italian girl chukles patting Ataru's head staying on her prey for a bit longer,squeezing his body under hers as the ref is forced to approach and move Vittoria on her knees to release the boy.

Furia huffs,looking down and slowly getting on her feet,taking off her wet bikini and get close to the ropes showing it up in satisfaction,before throwing it to the crowd,hoping to don't cause a fight between the fans about who should keep these underwear! She then would turn,and rest her shoulders on the ropes,with her back against the corner.

"Heh...you're so cute all helpless and humiliated ,you know?" She would say,enjoying to see her opponent down,having also a good view of his hard manhood

Ataru is out cold (or was it "out warm"?) underneaht Furia's pillowy breasts, unable to even hear the ringing bell confirming his defeat in round 1 as she keeps smothering him a little longer, thoroughly enjoying his smaller frame pinned under her sexy curves while taking the chance to drain more of his stamina.

During the recovering time conceded to a KOed wrestler, the poor boy keeps snoozing non-stop on the mats, unaware of how his energetic boyhood is enterteining the most perverted fans... and Furia herself. Ataru would be supposed not to hear her teasing words in his current state, but a slight blush appearing on his cheeks suggests that some of her cooings have reached his mind even during his forced slumber.

After a couple of minutes (but could have been hours or days to Ataru's dazed mind), the handsome boy would finally give signs of life, starting to yawn and stir lazily... just like a little boy awakening from his nap would.

"Uuuh-uunghhff.... what happene-uugh?? @_@ ...D-Did I pass out...? 0///0". Ataru's face must look priceless as he blinks in demoralized confusion,his blurry vision focusing on the jumbo screen to find humiliating comformation to his crushingly one-sided defeat in round one:

***FURIA 1 - ATARU 0 ***Round 1 goes to Furia via breastsmothering KO***

With the fatigued and embarrassed boy groaning from the effort of sitting up, the referee decides that Ataru's nap has lasted more than enough and so she orders the bell to ring, officially starting the second round before he can even stand up.

Francesca would massage a bit her clit with a hand,enjoying the view of the japanese guy trying to recover and get up ,looking at him all the time, loving how she managed to put down her opponent in such a way,getting horny and slighty wet just at the idea of how she dommed Ataru in that first round.

"good morning kid."

Furia smirks at him sitting up,keeping to tease him as just a boy,enjoying his blushes of embarassment ,quite aware of how male fighters can be annoyed to be considered smaller compared their girl opponents. She stays to her corner for a bit more,but as the bell rings again,the girl would stretch her neck, walking away from the corner and slowly approaching again Ataru. "oh,you are still in our world...that's cute,but don't worry,I'll let you take another nap soon."

She would grin evily looking down at the other wrestler,taking the opportunity of his sitting position to grab his hair with both hands and push his slighty up,enought to pull his cute face against her wet pussy,biting her lower lip.
"hm,just be a good boy and submit,and all will be over soon without pain."

The effectiveness of Furia's mind games is visibly showing on Ataru's face as he turns tomato-red at her playful taunts. The voluptuous amazon is loving her way to constantly shift roles from 'mocking mother figure' to 'sultry dominant seductress', enjoying every chance to disorient his innocent mind and to make him feel small and weak.

Her playful reference at "letting him take another nap soon" especially hits the right spot, provocating an angry-embarrassed reaction that will be soon silenced in the most womanly humiliating way:
"U-Ugh...! I told you not to dare treating me like a baby... you-mnghff??? M-Mnghffhh..blurrbb... 0///0".
Before he can finish his wannabe-defiant speech, and even less try to stand up, Ataru is shoved face first into the wet, intoxicating fragrance of Francesca's pussy, held in place by both hands pressed to the back of his head while she keeps cooing at him, lovingly "inviting" the trapped boy to give up like a good boy.

Far from getting free, Ataru's wriggling face is providing a nice friction to her intimate folds. Also, his attempts at pushing his way out of the womanly-humiliating hold, lacking strenght and leverage to do so, are just amounting to pawing and groping at her curvy ass. Like that, Ataru's "valiant struggle" is most likely to get the opposite effect to the desired one.

Furia chukles as she would shut Ataru's mouth, understanding he doesn't like her kind of teases,and for that she will keep to play the role of the older girl to humiliate him more~

"Oh ,I never gave you the permission to talk,you must raise your hand to talk,now you're grounded" she smirks,using a stereotyped sentence of a teacher,keeping to dig the boy's face in her wet sex.

She would feel his arms behind her ass,making her bite her lower lip,looking down while wetting that cute muzzle.

"B-Blurrbbb...mmnnfff... @///@". Ataru gets her hot wetness smeared all over his face, keeping him trapped in such sensually humiliating hold and making it hard to think straight because of her pheromones filling his senses.

All the while, Francesca keeps playing the sexy stern teacher role, knowing how annoying and demoralizing it is for the smaller boy. Groping her ass and wriggling his head more, the trapped boy keeps fighting back, unaware of pleasuring the busty girl with his struggles.
"G-Gasp....! Damn you..! Uff ufff...! 0///0", Ataru's labored breathing baths Furia's crotch as the boy tries to pull back enough to get some fresh air into his lungs.

Furia breaths slowly and deeply,murming and closing her eyes in the pleasure of her pussy worked by that muzzle ,keeping her hands on that head feeling the boy struggling.

"Oh what? I can't hear you...what a shame..."

The girl enjoying herself just stays still on her feet in front of Ataru ,letting make all the work at him ,unward of what he is doing,loving also the feeling of being watched by a whole arena ,donning completely a little guy; after another whole minute,Furia would feel a climax building up,and not wanting to get close,the taller and older girl would sigh,moving away her hands from that head and releasing him to move him away from her sex.

"Fuuuhh... unf..unff... 0///0". Released with a moaning sigh escaping from Furia's lips, Ataru couldn't tell whether she was really aroused or just making fun of him, but whatever, as long as he was allowed to breathe freely again!
After few, much needed seconds to catch his breathing, the handsome boy stands back, wiping off some of that mesmerizing wetness from his face as he gets ready to resume the fight, or he hopes so.

"Uumff... 0///0 I won't be the one biting the dust this time!" , he announces with his best resolute voice (though not very intimidating, from a boy whose cute blushing face was still glistening with Francesca's love juices), stepping closer and raising his hands, as in challenging Furia to engage a test of strenght.

Furia after releasing the boy to resist a bit longer at her excitement,having her pussyxwet and reddened by the pleasure,would now find her opponent again on his feet and apparently back.

The italian girl grins ,looking foward at him,completely naked and with also a bit of fight inside him under the blushing cheeks "huh,you are still willing to fight?"

She chukles, accepting the test of strength,approaching again and grabbing his hands,starting to push foward with her feet,looking at him smirking,quite sure of her strength and about her sure advantage on him with that,or at last she thinks,maybe she is underestimating that guy too much just for his height ,but still,she is sure of an easy win pretty soon.