The Mansion of energy drain - Andy vs Auphemia

"Uh... of course, fair enough... a-alright then, let's uhm, do it.. 0///0",
Andy would mumble in compliance.. Not that he had other choices, as the two maids lead him to the painfully familiar breast-themed battle arena where Auphemia had defeated... no, literally toyed with him during their whole match.

And so there he was now, with the motherly seductive Alcia, and the sexy tsundere Lusy.
A sparring session with such busty opponents, and versed in Auphemia's 'titty martial arts' too, was making him very nervous especially in his current state. But maybe, there was a potential good side of it: If he could defeat at least one of the girls, maybe he could hope to elaborate an escape plan later.

"O-Ok girls... ready when you are..."
Andy anounced with a nervous smile, making some stretching mvoements to loosen the tension from his muscles.

“Since it’ll be your first sparring session, we’ll be sure to be fair and keep it one to one for now.” Alcia would say, stepping out of the ring to remain outside. “You and Lusy will have the stage to start, be sure to give it you’re all. But also remember to have fun, that’s the point of our sessions after all.”

“Just to warn you, I won’t be going easy on you just because you’re some hero.” Lusy would say, getting into her stance. Unlike what Andy had seen from Auphemia, Lusy’s stance was solid and in place, her focus drawn ready instead of fluid and in motion like her mistress. “So don’t expect the simple treatment against me.”

"Fair enough, I would not expect any treatment of favor.. 0///0".
Andy gulped facing the beautiful, stern looking maid for his first sparring session.
While not knowing the power level of Auphemia's maids, it was an easy guess to say they'd be no joke, regardless of their very appealing and provocative looks.

If anything, Lusy's serious attitude made things very simple, he thought:
"I take her lightly, she gives me a beating to remember. But I must not worry about seductive moves from her".
Whether his guess was right or not, he would find out very soon.
"Alright Lusy, I'm ready. Bring it!"

“Very well then, prepare yourself.” Lusy would say, and immediately following would lunge at the boy. As she reached him, she’d aim to deliver a swift boob-uppercut to his chin, expecting a block before attempting a combo on his face with her breast attacks. Andy would likely note that the maid was clearly not nearly as skilled or strong as Auphemia, but she certainly didn’t lack in those departments either.

She’d continue the combo in order to test his limits, waiting for the moment he’d attempt a counter to jump back. Lusy was clearly measuring out her opponent, although if she got a good hit in or two it wouldn’t likely take her long to fully invest in the sparring session.

"W-Woah...!".
Andy recognized the boob-uppercut move as one of the bosomy techniques used by Auphemia during their battle, which helped him to block that first strike, noth without a strain as he was pushed a couple steps backwards from the momentum.

"Unfhh... unghf... o///o".
While not as fast or crushing like her mistress, Lusy's abilities in that lewd martial arts style were still enough to keep Andy mostly on the defensive as her soft yet heavy melons pushed him around the ring.

In his current state, he could barely dodge or partly block her swinging boobs, responding with strikes of his own being out of questions until he found himself into a corner. Without further room for evasion, the valiant knight resolved to counterattack in the hope that the inevitable risk would pay off:
Bouncing back into the ropes, he charged trying to get out of the corner by the sheer force of a shoulder tackle.

After such a devastating defeat at the body of her mistress, Lusy knew well that Andy was going to participate more defensively. But even then, she was far from a novice, and the moment he would attempt to hit her with a shoulder tackle she'd turn to her side and return with one of her own, putting in enough force to match his.

"You're predictable, and hesitate too much." Lusy would claim, informing the boy of her thoughts before swinging her breasts to land a combo against his face. Should she land it, she would follow with a boob-uppercut to his chin, her goal to get him stunned and against the turnbuckle.

"I don-unghhff..! blubblubblurbb.. @_@"
Andy was about to mutter something about not needing a maid to lecture him on the arts of fighting... when she started to swing his head side to side along with her heavy boobs-pummeling, disorienting him and setting him off guard for the next devastating bosomy strike.

Maybe he didn't need lessons on hand to hand combat... but he was a hopeless novice in hand-to-boobs combat, as Lusy made sure to prove as her soft but heavy breasts impacted his chin and made his head snap upwards, sending the poor knight flung into the corner, slumped down there in a stunned state just like she had planned.
"U-unnghh... @///@".

Having disoriented the boy, Lusy would then strut towards him in the corner, stopping in front of him to look him over. “Despite being one of the heroes, you still hesitate in the face of a woman using unorthodox fighting. A rather glaring weakness, wouldn’t you say?”

The maid would then move forward, pressing her body against his. She would have one of her thighs pressing against his boyhood, while her breasts were pressed tight against his chest before she wrapped her arms around him. And as she smiled at him confidentially, she would begin to grind herself on him, letting his boyhood be rubbed by her thigh while her boobs rubbed up and down his chest.

Huffing to catch his breathing, Andy gasped at Lusy's sultry way to approach with a seductive strut. Indeed, mixing crushing strenght and overwhelming sensuality was all part of Auphemia's brand fighting style studied with the sole purpose of subduing and dominating males.
Something that Lusy confirmed with her teasing words and... actions, as the busty maid pinned him to the corner into a lewd embrace, rythmically grinding his crotch and mashing her large breasts over his chest.

"Aahnn... i-it is just natural for a male... responding to a.. fuuhh... b-beautiful woman's seductive charms... But I won't succumb to such, nnghh... l-low instincts... 0///0",
Andy would reply amidst moaning in a half-assed attempt at squirming his way out from the treacherous pleasures of that amorous hold. His virility seemed to think differently though, weakening his resolve as it started to swell harder under the smooth thigh rubbing.

“Such low instincts are what have you here in the first place.” Lusy would call him out, her grind rhythmic as she looked him in the eyes. “Mistress Auphemia is a master at our craft, easily one of the strongest in the lands with her vast arsenal. It was a rather bold attempt for you to challenge her, even as a hero.”

Lusy would then change her grinding, squishing her bosom against his chest tightly while moving just her thigh, further stimulating his member as she stared at him directly. “And as you demonstrate now, you can barely handle a small level of stimulation. How will you expect to win if I haven’t even used proper techniques?”