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

"M-Mnghf?? mffffhh @///@"
Ryu's valiant-knight attitude would only bring him there, deeper into the amorous, soporific embrace of Eiruferu as she just squeezed her arms tighter around his head, hefting her huge mammary pillows into an even more enveloping suffocation as she promptly absorbed his air, stamina and willpower into her bosom.

As in cue, Auphemia started to intensify her paizuri, squeezing and bulling and rolling Ryu's stiffy ever faster into an imminent climax.

The women were now sure to work the boy over, putting effort into their double bosomy hold while Ryu was powerless to escape. And they would not stop until they would force the little Dragon to both ejaculate once again and say goodnight in the Queen’s heavenly breasts.

When they did finally force that, both would get up to their knees, looking down to the redhead with satisfied smiles. “That makes it 9-0, and there’s still plenty of time to go.” Auphemia would say before fully getting up, walking over to Ataru, bringing him out of the ring. “Oh Eiruferu, I’m gonna play with Ataru out of the ring, I’m sure you can get a good amount of fun out of Ryu now.”

“Sure, take the one that will have been rested more, cheapskate.” Eiruferu would respond, although more lighthearted as a joke before looking down to Ryu. Of course now that he suffered yet another climax and KO, he wouldn’t be ready right away. But her getting up and carrying him in a bearhug, squeezing his boyhood between her bosom would certainly do something to start the process. And in her usual unrelenting way as well.

Dangling so limp and helpless in Eiruferu's exotic bearhug, Ryu was rocked back and forth in a sultry suggestive way, making the scene look somewhat arousing to watch... and arousing to be her hostage too, as Ryu slowly came around to the suggestive squeezing and bouncing of Eiruferu's very special bearhug, making sure that both the flustered little dragon and his cute stiffy alter ego would rise and shine in her dominating embrace.  
"U-Unghff unghff.., what the..? Aannhh~"

Siting with his head resting comfy on aaturnbucke, Ataru was still where Auphemia had gently placed him for a nap. And just when he started to stir and groan into semi-cosciousness... the curvy figure of Auphemia was sensually strutting her way back at him, ready to play more games.
"uhh.... w-why always me...", he mumbled with the cutest dizzy face.

“Rise and shine Ryu, I’m not willing to sit and wait for you to come back.” Eiruferu would state, shaking the groggy sleep out of him but almost replacing it with arousing discomfort. But of course her goal now wasn’t to pleasure him to another immediate hentai submission. As once she was certain he was awake enough, she’d drop him from her arms to let him keep himself up, expecting him to fall from having just been woken up in such an erotic way.

As for Auphemia, she giggled when she heard Ataru mumble, reaching down to pick him up and bring him out of the ring. “Don’t be like that Ataru, we played with Ryu while you were asleep too.” She’d teasingly inform him as she’d bring him over to a spot on the barrier, pressing her dominating against him to keep him in place while looking to the audience behind him. “So then, anyone have a special request on what to do to our lucky boy?” She’d ask, letting Ataru see her seductive smile as she took in all the requests for consideration.

Indeed, a part of Ryu was arising and shining, causing the handsome boy to groan in increasing arousal and distress as Eiruferu both squeezed and grinded him back to full awareness.
Once released from her teasingly sensuous version of a wake up call, he braced himself willing to respond with an immediate attack of his own...

"D-Don't take me lightly! I... uuhhngfhh?? Uhh 0///0"
...but he had not calculated the softned state of his limbs as his legs failed him, bringing the frustrated boy down onto his butt instead!

At the ringside, the crowd was roaring with joy as Auphemia were involving her loving fans into a poll to defide what holds she would put Ataru into, all the while pressing the flustered boy to the barriere with no chance to escape with just the taunting pressure of her amazing bosom.

A flurry of lewd suggestions would follow, from the classic "MOTORBOAT HIM!" , to more exotic requests:
"Kiss of Doom Thigh Grind!", asked someone, wanting Auphema to suffocate the boy with a kiss while grinding him into hentai submission.
"Reverse figure four paizuri!", Replied some other, craving to see all of her fantastic body in action.

“Truly, a champion of your sex.” Eiruferu would taunt with a light laugh, watching Ryu fall helplessly down after she had released him. It came as little surprise to her, the boy was suffering hold after hold since the match started, but his inability to gauge himself made for quite the embarrassing sight of him constantly speak higher than he was capable of reaching.

So in a few to show that difference, Eiruferu would not give Ryu the chance to get up and preform a powerful hip drop onto his stomach, aiming to knock out his just reclaimed air while mounting him, placing her hands on his chest and letting her bosom puff out more in response while between her arms. “So then, little Dragon, What’s next for you I wonder?”

As for Auphemia, she was laughing entertainingly at the sexy ideas of the audience before her, all wanting to see Ataru be further humiliated at the hands and bosom of her erotic might. And of course, she’d be more than willing to oblige with the requests given to her.

“So then Ataru, ready to have some fun again?” She’d ask seductively before leaning her face forward, capturing Ataru’s lips in a steamy kiss while pressing her curves more against him. And in the process, bringing her thigh up to begin grinding against his boyhood, starting their “personal time” off in a very sexy way.

Ryu's cheeks would burn with a deep reddish blush as Eiruferu teased him with a charming laughter that made her feel even more towering and sumptuous, in comparison with the wannabe-tough little dragon who could barely stand on his feet, and not without occasional failures like in that case.
Intercepted halfway from standing up, Ryu was pressed back into the mats by Eiruferu's hip-drop as she sat right onto his abs, crushing another good amount of air out of him as she assumed a sexy dominant pose on the pinned boy, placing hands placed on his chest making her her massive breasts bounce suggestively over him as she teased the red-faced dragon with a mischievous smile.
"N-Next would be...0///0 ..M-Me turning the tables and gain one point for the boys, hopefully... u-unffh!", Ryu would reply in spite of being clealry at flustered, humiliated disadvantage as he made his move, still trying to fight back like the brave little hero that he was.

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Against the barriers, Auphemia had started her fanservice show with the unwanted but helpless cooperation of Ataru.
"M-Mnnnghff... <3... mmff @///@". His muffled mumblings captured into a sensuous liplock, the younger Toranami started to moan and twich even more as the busty seductress added a malicious grind of her thighs into his crotch, surely bringing his "little soldier" up and hard as she enjoyed the mix of shock and arousel in the boy's eyes.

“Oh really now, is that what you think will happen?” Eiruferu would giggle at his vain attempts at escape, watching as he did little more than slightly shift back and forth while underneath her. It was always a show for her to watch a boy squirm underneath her, even more when it was from a foolish one who assumed he had even a hair of a chance in a fight against her.

“Well then, if you aim to receive a point, then allow me to set you up with your new challengers.” Eiruferu would say as she shifted back to be sitting on his waist, moving her hands to pull him into a seated position. And before he could even ask what she meant by “new challengers” she showed him by shoving him into her dominating bosom once more. Only this time in stead of a simple smother, She’d begin to shake her chest for a round of breast boxing against his handsome face.

Meanwhile Auphemia was continuing to show Ataru an abundant amount of erotic play while pressing him more against the barrier. Slowly bringing her tongue out, the busty mistress would wait until she got that delicious level of pleasure out of him from her giprinding thigh before beginning a new type of wrestling match. One where their tongues did the work and she’d show him what it really meant to be best in such sweet but overwhelming ways.

With no doubt, the Toranami boys had proved they exerted a kind of power over Eiruferu: the power of keeping her enterteined and make her smile! Once again giggling mirthfully at Ryu's pathetically cute fighting spirit, the Busty Queen didn't miss a chance to toy with her lovely dragon-plaything, presenting him to his next powerful, sensually bouncing "twin opponents".

"W-Wah??? N-Nommnghhff... B-Blubblubblurrbb!! @///@". Taunted by her playful bosomy-antics, he couldn't go anywhere before Eiruferu just shoved him deep into their fleshy embrace, starting to shake her shoulders in a charming, somewhat gracious way... that reverberated into a series of powerful swings from her large heavy breasts, subjecting the poor boy to the ultimate motorboating as his poor face was rolled around and pummeled about, turning his head side to side until the expression boob-drunk assumed a completely new meaning to him.

As for Ataru, he was subject to a more subtle and insidious bullying. And not a less humiliating one, as Auphemia showed ho she could defeat a boy by just pinning him into a tight spot and kissing his brains out. All the while, her twirling tongue wrestled Ataru's into submission, and her thigh was intensifying the suggestive grinding and rubbing, making sure that Ataru's boyhood would be the first part of his body to succumb to her charms.

Ataru's throbbing stiffy did not disappoint as the combination of oral and pelvic stimulations got the best of him, inducing him into spasming and twitching surrender as he shot out plentiful proof of his hentai submission, in the form of warm, sticky spunk running along Auphemia's leg.

"M-mmmrrghhffh...! <333 ...Mmnnhhh-m-mfff... @///@", the cute boy would moan pitifully against Auphemia's plump lips, his woozy mind consoled by the thought that the most humiliating part of this grapple was now over.

Little he knew that a Kiss-of-doom + Thigh-grind combination could not be considered complete without executing the DOOM part of the kiss.

“Oh, what’s this?” Eiruferu would taunt as she pulled Ryu’s face out of her bosom, exposing his already boob-drunken expression, loving every second of her domination over him. “I thought you were going to prove to everyone you were a fighter and get a point for you and your cousin? Where did that fire from the little Dragon just go?”

After her taunt, Eiruferu would reintroduce him into her bosom again and begin to smack him silly once more. The event falling before him could best be looked at as a hilarious counter to the trope of a princess locked in a castle by a dragon. As Eiruferu, a busty and powerful queen, had the hopeless dragon Ryu completely overwhelmed and at her mercy as she smacked him with her heavenly breasts.

As for Auphemia, part one of her little fan service show had been completed, as Ataru submitted with a climax to her thigh. While it would more than be enough to have the boy now be knocked out by her normal method via breastsmother, Auphemia wanted the next score she got on Ataru from the boy’s already complete domination of 10-0 to be extra humiliating for the boy.

And so with a playful glint in her eyes, Auphemia would bring one of her hands up and pinch Ataru’s nose shut, cutting off his only alternative to breathing. Now his fate was sealed as she was unrelenting in her erotic kiss, showering his tongue with overwhelming lust to knock him out, wanting to prove that even a kiss had the power to bring a boy to a devastating KO.