Eiruferu/Auphemia VS Ryu/Ataru - Winners take a prisoner! (complete)

Looking down at him from past her inmposisng, massive bosom, Eiruferu looked like a terrible, mercilessly beautiful goddess to Ataru. Nudged by her taunting words, the smaller boy had tried to fight back, only to be easily pressed back into the barriers by the resumed winding and gridning of her hips, making him feel less than a wimp as her large breasts bounced inches over his face, another taunting remainder of the many womanly methods she could use to make him succumb to her body and will.

"I-It's hard to resist to a woman of such power and... nghh charm as you are... I must admit it.... annh~ 0///0" , Ataru would moan breathlessly as Eiruferu kept relentlessly gridning him into increasing arousal.
"...B-But I'll not give up the fight...nnhhgh!" .
And with that, his arms circled around the curvy roundness of her hips, trying to lift Eiruferu like in preparation of an atomic drop, or a spine buster countering move. Not that he was anywhere close to perform it, groaning as he was to lift the busty queen inches off the mats, but it was still an admirable display of resistance... in its straining pityful way.


On the ring, Auphemia was having lots of fun as usaul with her tiddy wrestling style, having slammed Ryu down to the ground with the soft yet heavy hammers that were her milky breasts, using his temporarily stunned state to then grapple him into her...quite unique version of a boston crab!

"U-Unghh... I'll concede you an interview after the match if you ask nicel-uuhhhh.. <3 D-Damn-fuahhhn~"
Groaning from the painful stretch, Ryu was trying to play the never-give-up act when his voice was turned into a moan of demoralized pleasure. Using his back flexibility to pull his pelvis up further... and her impossibly large breasts to reach down, the busty lady has found yet another exotic way to imprison his boyhood inbetween her squishy melons. Once again, the tiny dragon was a hostage in the tight embrace of Auphemia's big jiggling jailers!

“Oh you foolish boy, it was never a fight to begin with.” Eiruferu would say in response to his hopeless attempt at fighting back, wrapping his arms around her while trying to even stand up. But as it was he simply didn’t have nearly enough strength to actually preform any move.

Meanwhile then she’d take that resistance and aim to show him once again how hopeless of a position she was in. Now beginning to swing her chest, the busty queen would begin a wonderful show of breast boxing, knocking his face back and forth with her dominating curves while continuing her erotic grinding.

As for Ryu, he was enjoying once again the feeling of his boyhood being trapped between her massive breasts once more. And he’d feel that every time she’d pull back for a few extra seconds, she’d squeeze her bosom around his erection more, using the mixture of pain and pleasure to tame the dragon both physically and sexually.

“Oh, I’ll be more than happy for a little more private time with you, little Dragon.” She’d say while licking her lips. “Of course though Eiruferu and I have to agree on a prisoner before then. And of course I have to furtherly display my charms against you.” Auphemia would then stop both the stimulation and her hold, dropping his legs back to the canvas. But Ryu wouldn’t have much time to recover as she then flipped him onto his back and laid on top of him, setting him up in a sexy 69 while squishing his boyhood between her bosom once more. “And i have plenty of time to do that.”

Having inserted Ataru's shocked face inbetween her melons once again, Eiruferu resumed that nonchalant left and right swing of her shoulders. Like before, the apparently subtle motion had a huge bosomy impact as her huge breasts followed with gusto slapping his poor face around for the ride.

"M-Mrf... mblub..blubb...@///@!" Was all he could say, his screams muffled in the soft, perfumed depths of Eiruferu's cleavage while she rollsìed and pummeled him to her heart content.
Several males in the audience were jealous at that. But with Eiruferu's huge, bountiful breasts, what looked like a sexy motorboating was felt by thed victim more like soft yet heavy punching gloves ravishing him! Only, using her large breasts like powerful wrecking balls instead of using standard boxing gloves.
Needless to said, Ataru could not stand up to that as he was soon pressed back down into the barriers, his tight embrace turned into a meek clinging at the side of her hips as Eiruferu's feet were securely placed on the mats again.

On the ring, Auphemia looked like the happiest little girl in a candy factory. Only, this not-so-little girl could use constricting holds and huge enveloping breasts to obtain all the candy she wanted... And all her favorite candies seemed to be Toranami-brand.
Ryu groaned and moaned as Auphemia enjoyed using a mix playful taunts, erotic stimulations and exhausting submissions in order to tame her adorably sstubborn little dragon. When she was satisfied of how softened his muscles, and how stiffened his boyhood were, Auphemia moved to put the second member of the Toranami family in a few minutes right into her patented reverse figure 4 - paizuri heaven lock!

Speaking of members, Ryu repetedly moaned in discomfrot at feeling Auphemia squish it inbetween her melons, using the mix of pleasure and humiliation to break his resolve.
Like Ataru before, Ryu had tried to escape before from the Auphemia's dominant bosom and erotic stimulations.
And like Ataru before, Ryu had blushed deeply at how those thick luscious legs of hers chased his wriggling head and almost tenderly wrap around it, putting an end to Ryu's chances of escape.

“Unsurprising, losing yourself as a woman uses her breasts against you.” Eiruferu would state as Ataru would appear to lose his footing, now being kept up by the busty queen as she knocked his face around in the confines of her cleavage. “You’ve been like it the whole match, and you’ll remain like it for the remainder.”

Releasing him, Eiruferu would allow Ataru to slide back down the barrier to sit against it, expecting the boy to be exhausted after such a smothering beating. But of course she wouldn’t let it end there, as she turned around and slammed her rear against his face, beginning another smother with her lovely derrière.

And of course, Auphemia was showing Ryu her own display of domination, as she smooshed and squeezed his boyhood between her heavenly melons while keeping his head wrapped in her headscissors. If it wasn’t made clear by her overwhelming debut, it was certainly proven by now that Auphemia’s curves were her most powerful weapons.

And as she would flew her thighs to pull Ryu’s face into her lovely rear, the busty mistress would begin to amp up the pressure her bosom had on his erection, now going from simple squeezes to shaking her breasts, starting an erotic game of breast boxing with his boyhood as she smiled. “Oh look, breast boxing is on Ryu, I wonder how long this match will last?”

Almost literally turned into musch by Eiruferu's "milkshaker" move, it was no surprise that Ataru could not come back with any defiant answer this time, as Eiruferu rubbed her female superiority into his face one more time (and again, quite literally).

Weakened into a silly boob-drunk state, Ataru could only groan faintly as his foggy eyes saw the sexy strong Queen turn around, presenting him again to her peach-perfect derriere for a close... and crushing encounter.
"M-Mnnnrrfffhh!!". Ataru groaned as the strong sexy butt-press buried him nose first into Eiruferu's buttcrack, eliciting some reflexive pawing on her glorious hips from his vastly overmatched little hands.

On the ring, Ryu's chances to escape from Auphemia's clutches had hit a new negative record as the voluptuous vixen had picked a slow, hypnotic tempo of flexing and relaxing her hefty thighs and sexy peach around Ryu's softened neck and smothered face respectively, rhythmicappy pressing his flushed face into here perfect ass until his eyes were nice and glazed, evident sign of Ryu being subdoed into aroused dizzyness.

With the dragon tamed once again, it was time for Auphemia to entertain the crowd (and herself) with one of her favorite erotic-tease shows, as her giant breasts started to sway side to side with his boyhood trapped in the middle.
"B-Breasmmff boximmnghhff?? Mnfff @///@", he mumbled and groaned in fluster, his 'little champions'

Eiruferu was ruthless in her domination over Ataru. One moment of smothering was followed right by another, and this time she’d be sure to hold true with her intent. But of course that’d still be more than an enjoyable show, as she’d sway her hips side to side, rubbing her rear more against the boy’s face.

“Is this nice for you Ataru? To be smothered out by the derrière of your better?” She’d ask, moving her hips to go in circles over his face while she leaned back more onto his face. “We all know the answer, it’s not like you hide it very well.”

“Yep, breast boxing.” Auphemia would tease, hearing the boy’s panicked words as she began to smack his boyhood with her massive bosom. “I’m sure you’re familiar with it as well, it’s been used more than a few times on your little dragon now hasn’t it?” She’d continue on, taunting him as she knocked his reaction back and forth.

Auphemia was certainly a master of her breasts, as Ryu would likely feel as she extended his position in her naughty little boxing match and secure headscissors. It would seem almost amazing at how she would have the barrage going, but somehow not going that final distance to force a climax. But of course that was all just build up, to overwhelm the boy in her bosomy embrace.

Of course, Ataru couldn't reply to Eiruferu's playful taunts anything but a series of muffled, dizzy mumblings that surely fueled up her pleasure of dominating him "mnnrff...mfff...mmngh... @///@".
His woozy desperate eyes would periodically surface from the enveloping depths of Eiruferu's smothering buttcheeks, thus giving Eiruferu just the kind of answer that her heart desired as she added slow, circular movements of her hips: Ataru was all hers!

In the middle of the ring, Ryu was not faring any better, moaning in utterly humiliating lust as Auphemia was enjoying the uneven boob-boxing contest, lovingly bullying his 'little stiffy challenger' with her pair of buff, large bosomy champions until the poor challenger was all swallen and ready to burst out into 'technical KO'.

"Unnghhh...s-stop it... y-you can't...againnnmmggh~ ahhnn <3".
Ryu's weak protests were controlled, and overall tamed by a series of squeeezing pulsations from her thighs, making sure to keep the cute boy all dizzy and aroused as she built him up for the 'grand finale'.

The busty queen would continue her sexy smothering of Ataru up until the moment she’d feel him pass out, where she’d press her rear back extra tight on him before stepping away, giving him a second to enjoy his forced slumber. But as anyone would expect, the chances of enjoying it too much would be slim.

As after a second of waiting, Eiruferu would move on the poor boy once more, crawling to his downed body and initiating a surprisingly gentle paizuri to wake him up. “We’re not done here yet Ataru, not until time’s up.”

As for Auphemia, she was lovingly smacking Ryu’s energetic boyhood with enthusiasm, each swing of her massive rack bringing him closer and closer to his next climax. And even as she effortlessly dominated the boy, it was clear that she still had much more intended for the boy if she had all the time she needed.

“And here it is Ryu, the Tit Finale.” She’d say, feeling his boyhood reaching its limit in the midst of her move. And so just before she felt him climax, she’d squeeze her massive bosom around his girth, forcing the disasterous climax before adding a subtle rubbing, encouraging a larger release as she smiled in satisfaction.

Feeling his consciousness fade away along with the grand, sexy circular movements of Eiruferu's hips, Ataru went all nice and limp just as he felt the voluptuous queen press her hips furtherly backwards into him. Spiraling down into unconsciousness, his mind was dimly aware of her flawless buttcheeks clenching and squeezing around his face, lingering into such sexy butt pressure over her victim until she was sure to have put him to sleep.
"Nnnffhh~ Zzz... zzz-mnnghh~? Mmmn~<3".
Ataru would moan faintly in slumber as Eiruferu enveloped his boyhood in a very tender way this time, giving him the sweetest amorous paizuri until he woke up with the cutest blush on his face.
"Ahh-ahnn~ E-Eiruferu-san... f-feels s-so good... u///u", he would moan in submissive dizzyness, twitching faintly as he was brought back around by hot pleasure.

On the ring, Ryu's throbbing cock was being bullied by Auphemia's soft massive breasts, and he could tell from her playful teasings and the plaiful mischief of her face that she was loving every second of it.
Ryu's face went all red as Auphemia announced her "Tit Finale" with the most seductive and playful smile, his eyes locked into her sexy sparkling gaze.
How was Ryu supposed to resist such a powerful, playful, incredibly beautiful busty vixen while she was using her best assets to make him give into unbearable pleasure???
The obvious answer was that he could NOT!
"Ahhhhnnn...oh my gaawwdd nyahhhhnnnn~<333".
Like a sultry succubus enjoying her erotic meal, Auphemia never unlocked eye-contact with her beloved Ryu as she squeeeeeezed her heavenly tits around his boyhood, coaxing the handsome wrestler into volcano-like erupting his big steamy climax, a loud prolonged moan of surrender pleasing the voluptuous seductress as Ryu shuddered and twitched into hentai submission.

It was now 17-0, and the boys were nowhere near capable of even challenging the buxom beauties at this point, having been turned into rag dolls long ago amidst their constant display of womanly domination.

And both were still experiencing it, as Eiruferu continued to rub Ataru’s boyhood with her large bosom. Of course it felt good to him, the Queen had spent a long portion of her life honing her craft to dismantle any opponent. But the simple soft pleasure would change as she would begin to tightly squeeze her chest together, adding an erotic vice hold on his young virility as she capitalized on his weakened state.

As for Ryu, his latest hentai submission was a wonderful sight for Auphemia, forcing him once again to submit to her powerful breasts. And after his climax was finished, she’d slowly push herself off of him, however now dragging him to the nearest corner and sitting him against it.

From there, she’d mount his waist so that her crotch was against his defeated boyhood, her face right in front of his as she remained on him. “You’re quite the treat to play with Ryu, I do enjoy a boy who has the stamina to have fun for as long as you have.” And with that said, the busty mistress would begin to grind against the redhead, moving forward to trap his lips in an erotic kiss while pressing her large breasts against his chest.