In the lap of luxury - Eiruferu-Andy POW aftermatch

Andy was too woozy from the afterglow of another strenght draining climax to snap back at Eiruferu's soft spoken taunt, but he would have found it difficult to do it in any case, considering how he got easily toyed and dominated by the busty queen.

"T-That's not...uhhn... Fuuuh... 0///0". Be still tried to gather some defiance out of him, but it was soon drowned into another pink haze as Eiruferu casually made herself comfortable on his lap, slowly grinding her curvy hips against his groin.

Blushing deeply as she took her head into her smooth hands, Andy seemed to have lost his train of thoughts... Derailed and absorbed within Eiruferu's large assertive bosom as it gently, hypnotic ally bounced before his blushing face.

“You claim to once have been a champion, but all I see is a pathetic boy looking to be erotically dominated by his opponents.” She’d continue to talk down to him, her hips rocking against his member as she looked down on him. “It’s so clear that even you are slowly giving in to your desires. Your “fighting” is now just simple wiggling in hopes that it’ll happen sooner.”

The busty queen would then lay her chest down, trapping his blushing face with the breasts that he was so captivated with. “You’re defeat is so obvious it would have been written in stone if they could have foreseen this. And as your superior, I will be sure to give you no other option but to submit to my body over and over again.”

Andy's stare was getting glazed, drowning into the deep pools of Eiruferu's eyes as she kept gazing down at him. With the slow sensuous friction of her rocking hips and the gentle bounce of her enormous breasts putting him into mild hypnotic trance, the poor boy was listening to her soft, continuous talking but it was getting harder to focus on what she said, her smooth voice turning into a sort of lullaby to his swooning head.

"Uh uhm...b-but...mfffhhh.... @///@". It wasn't until Eiruferu had put him into her breastsmothering embrace, or better said until the urgent need to breathe kinda snapped him off from bosomy heaven, that Andy meekly started to squirm inbetween there, unwittingly motorboating Eiruferu's bouncy melons as he tried such late attempt at pulling his head free from their smothering hug.

It was quite clear that Andy has all but given in, his inability to fight against her exotic form of combat evidence enough. But even then he had the shred of pride to fight back against her. And Eiruferu would be more than happy to stomp that ember of resistance out every time it would spark into reality.

And Andy would get just that as she sat them up, continuing her grind against his boyhood while switching her breastsmother into a breast pummeling, swinging her shoulders to knock the boy’s face around while it was trapped in her clutches. “How many times can you be defeated by a woman’s breasts, I wonder?”

"Mrfh?? Mmblubblurblubb... @///@". Andy blubbered in swooning, humiliated distress as Eiruferu shifted from breastsmothering him into submission to breast-pummeling him silly.

Time slowed down for the helpless boy as she kept rolling his face inthere, buffeting him around from one soft, heavy melon to the other in order to tame Andy back to obedience.

The poor "champ" tried to brace himself and endure, unwilling to yeld that miserably but it didn't seem to make much difference as Eiruferu seemed resolute to absorb all his remaining defiance within her bosom until he would be pacified into a pityful boob-drunk state.
"mmnhh... @///@.

Eiruferu would bask as she knocked his face around with her large breasts, feeling him grow weaker and weaker with each passing second. But of course the Queen was unwilling to let him get off too quickly, and so she would be sure to keep the breast pummeling up for several long minutes, testing to see if Andy would actually pass out from her onslaught.

If he did, she drop him down and remain on him as she would begin to think of yet another embarrassing hold to put him in. If he wasn’t however, she’d simply keep him trapped in her boobs, smothering the last of his consciousness out while lightly grinding against his groin while coming up with her next set of moves.

Andy's silly spirit of resistance had brought nothing good to himself really, leading him into long minutes of dominant breast pummeling until he was a poor dizzy thing in Eiruferu's bosom.
Half conscious, the poor boy could feel their soft huge roundness press tighter around his face as the busty queen intended to finish him with an airtight smother.

"M-mnffh... @///@". Whimpering as he pityfully clung to what remained of his vanishing consciousness, Andy had his sleepy head gently wobbled and bounced back and forth inthere, a sort of mockingly suffocating lullaby induced by the intimate rubbing and winding of her hips, soothingly seducing him into complete surrender.

“And like that, we are brought back to the same level of weakness you were by the end of our match.” Eiruferu would state, squeezing his head between her bosom as she waited for him to eventually pass out. And in the spirit of the busty queen, she wouldn’t release his head until she knew he was out cold, and from there only more trouble would come to the boy.

When he was knocked out, the Queen would stop her grinding and get off the bed, grabbing ahold of the boy again and bringing him up in another bearhug paizuri. “First, we wake you up again.” She’d say, this time however not applying much pressure and focusing more on rubbing her breasts around his boyhood.

Craving nothing more than succumbing to pleasant sleep inbetween the comfortable milky pillows that were squeezing and lulling him into compliance, Andy's air deprived mind was passaged into blissful oblivion as Eiruferu kept him inthere a little longer.
Whether it was just to be sure or because she enjoyed keeping his face in her cleavage where it belonged... Or maybe a bit of both, fact was that Andy had been effectively tuckered out when she finally released him from her enveloping bosom.
"Mnff... Zzz.... x///x".

But that wasn't certainly going to save Andy from more womanly domination, as Eiruferu picked him up into an almost gentle bearhug-paizuri, treating him to another erotically humiliating wake up call. With her soft-spoken talking, Eiruferu sounded mockingly maternal as she lectured the still slumbering boy, while bouncing and squeezing him into a snuggly hug against her expansive bosom.

"M-mnhhh.... Where... Wh-aahnn... <3... 0///0". With the hot, tingling sensation provided by Eiruferu's intimate rubbing and grinding, it wasn't long before the utterly demoralized baby-champ would wake up in her arms, his shameful girth poking enthusiastically against her large bosom as she kept going with the gently-evil stimulation.

Eiruferu wouldn’t respond as Andy would wake up, she would only smile seductively as she kept up the bearhug-paizuri, not showing any mercy as she worked him back up to a full erection. At this point Andy’s struggles couldn’t even really be called that, and his time as a living practice dummy wouldn’t serve as much entertainment to Eiruferu as he was a little while ago.

But the busty queen very much had a plan for that, as she had her ways of making the domination entertaining again. But first, she was set on forcing yet another climax out of the boy, clear as she then began to squeeze her arms and chest more, pulling his waist more against her bosom and tightening her erotic hold on his boyhood. “Second, we get a climax.”