Resa and Serana vs Yuto

It was so early in the match and Yuto already found himself in Resa's mercy. With her simply scissoring his head, he's already trapped and helpless as it was! Her struggling only served as more stimulation for his mistress' crotch, and the rubbing was making more and more aroused. He eventually came to the point where he could barely think of anything else but the nice and warm sensation grinding on his face as well as the thickening scent that's slowly intoxicating him!

"Mmmbbb.... nngggg..."

“Enjoying yourself I see.” Resa would smirk down to the boy as she’d stop her grinding, keeping his face pressed against her crotch while looking back to the tent that was in his pants. “I’ve only just started and you’re already as hard as this. Fufufu, good little pet~.”

Reaching back, Resa would place the palm of her hand on top of Yuto’s covered cock, subtly rubbing it while containing his face with her womanly scent. “This is exactly what you want, isn’t it my pet? To be sexual taunted and turned into a plaything? I already know the answer, and you’ll be happy to know I’ll be glad to put you through as much fun as I want.”

Yuto found Resa's words as encouraging now rather than humiliating. It pleased him that his mistress was happy, and being complimented by the woman further turning him docile within her grasps. He let put a muffled moan into Resa's crotch as he felt her hand lightly teasing his hard on through his pants.

Even if it wasn't a direct touch, he could feel his excitement jumping from the sensation and the expectation that came with it. Rather than struggling under his opponent, it now almost looked as if he's just squirming around to rub his crotch against her hand some more!

"Mmmm... mmmm..."

As Resa would feel Yuto attempt to rub his crotch against her hand more, the mistress would remove it from him, looking back down to his head while putting on a tight squeeze. “You will wait at the pace I decide, are we clear?” She’d question, keeping the squeeze going for several seconds.

If she felt he got the message, she’d go back to rubbing his crotch with her delicate hand, going all the way down and slowly tracing back up with slow movements. She knew the way of this game, and she would be certain she was the one Yuto would submit to, as his mistress nothing less should be expected. But there was still much fun to be had before then.

Yuto let out a muffled groan of frustration as he felt Resa's hand was going away from his crotch, but he received his mistress' message loud and clear. His body calmed down slightly, squirming from the squeezing instead before starting to slightly limp under her.

As Resa then began to tease his covered manhood again, he moaned into her crotch and wriggled cutely, trying to resist the urge to hump his mistress' hand again. It's a task that's only getting more difficult as time progressed, but Yuto knew better than to displease Resa, even if the woman sometimes forced him to misbehave...

"Mmmmhhh..."

“Much better pet.” Resa would say, seeing that the boy was going against his urges and allowing her to simply rub his cock up and down with her hand through his clothing. She knew she had him wrapped around her finger since their last match, but each order put him further under her control.

And after a minute of her rubbing, Resa would decide to give Yuto a special treat for behaving so well. Moving her hand off his manhood again, Yuto wouldn’t have to suspect her teasing again as she moved it to go underneath his shorts, letting her fingers rest just at the base of his hips before wrapping them around his cock.

Yuto's body twitched and bucked off slightly as he felt Resa's hand slipping under his shorts and wrapped itself around his erection. With his mind pretty much already on the process of turning into mush just from her warmth and scent, he was pretty tempted to hump his mistress' hand.

The boy was so aroused to the point he craved for her teasing, even if it'd cost him the match. It's not like he could beat Resa anyways, and at the moment, he's barely even thinking about the other woman who came with her. The only one he's thinking right now was his mistress the sensations she's giving him.

Resa would smile in satisfaction at her control over Yuto, feeling the desire of his body wanting nothing more than to be teased and pleasured by her. The power she had over him was undisputed, and he himself knew that as he remained underneath her, trapped in her erotic coils.

Beginning to move her hand, the busty woman would make sure to keep it at a steady speed. She want him to squirm underneath her for the time being until she herself wanted him to climax. Of course though, that would likely be a challenge for him on its own.

“Are you close, my pet?” She’d teasingly ask, already aware of the answer.

As Resa was moving her hand steadily on his shaft, Yuto quickly became putty under her. He squirmed and let out one muffled moan after another into her covered crotch. His body occasionally bucking off, but that was more of his attempt to hold himself back rather than trying to earn more pleasure. Partly because he didn't want to burst so soon in the match, even if Resa could easily make him to if she wanted.

Ever since their first encounter, she pretty much already had him in her palm, wrapped around her fingers. That's why she's the mistress. He could always try to resist Resa, but she'd always get what she wanted from him in the end without too much problem.

"Mmm...! Mmmm...!" he responded by moaning between her legs, nodding his head slightly.

“Good, such an honest pet.” Resa would say, his confirmation fanning the flames of his erotic domination that was to come. “Well, I think you’ve been a good pet, and you know what that means.” She’d say, her smile turning to a smirk as she would slightly tighten her hold around his cock.

“You get a treat.” Resa would announce, increasing the speed of her handjob as she looked down to the boy. “Whenever you wish, you may release all that lust you’ve built up. I shall allow it, but you will then be forced to go against Serana. And you’ll have to do so without your clothes on.” She’d set the standards, knowing that even if he would deny the idea that he wasn’t in control. He wouldn’t be able to stop his mistress from setting him up in an equally losing battle.