Phe-Phe vs. Okami

As a response, Okami would let out a groan as he suddenly pulls you up with him, so that you end up sitting on his lap, still wrapped around his flexing muscles. As it seems, he has been gathering some strenghts for this maneuvre while he was pausing.

"Nhhh... s-still here Phe-chan...." he would say with a breathless voice and a softly groaning smile, trying to break out though he seems too softened to possibly escape your hold.

Weak as you were at that moment from the minutes of being in her hold, it should be easy for Phe to lean herself backwards and drag your weight back down ontop of her.

"Oooh, Okami...good....because you make this sooo fuuuun!"

Phe loudly exhales airily in her best 'fuck me' voice.
She would then lean back, pumping a few more pounds of pressure into her arm muscles to compress your jugular veins and cut off your blood supply.
While her legs were still wrapped around your waist, the balls of her feet would seek out your spine and violently wrench it from side to side.

"Feels....good...doesn't....it?

Her sultry words time with every twist of her cute, small feet.

"D-Darns...!" Okami's escape attempt would be so easily countered as you playfully draw him back into the sensually lethal prison of your limbs, taking such easy advantage on his softened state.

"G-Gasp... Nhhhhhhh..." A few more blood-restrainting pumpings from you arms around his neck absorb his resistance and send him weak like a kitty in your coils, making him nice and docile for you to play with.

Helpless to stop you as your legs wrap around his frame tightly, he feels a painful twist of his spine each new time you wag him from side to side, as you can enjoy the feel of your cute, warm plaything going too weak to resist your rocking movements, letting out a meek groan with each new jolt of his ragdolled body. "Ngrrhhh ... urghhhh...".

He's still trying to fight back in a way, but with most of the life squeezed out of him, it only provides extra-enterteinment for you, allowing you to play with your prisoner, enjoying his breathless pantings, his softened muscles squirming just feebly in your clutches now. Worst... even in this predicament Phe's seductive cooings keep working their entrancing spell on his dazed mind, caressing his ears soothingly, craving him to give in..

"Okami...Is that..y-you...I feel down there?"

Phe slyly remarks while she sops her lips with her tongue, even though your mind was probably too far into passing out to pick up her dirty innuendo. The blades of her fair skinned, nearly flawless feet knifed harshy into your weakened body as easily as cutting into butter without missing a beat of her violent twists on your spine.

Your faint breathing...the sloth of your movement...

Phe loved it...the way your body melted over hers with such weakness, especially how your hard muscles felt ontop of her. So much that something else had been brewing in her mind.

"boy....."

Phe whispers under her breath.

"..G-guess...what I'm thinking about..."

Held tight and snuggly against your velvet-like skin, Okami's face would blush deeper, both out of embarassed arousal and desperate need of oxygen: actually YES, it is HIM what you're feeling down there, his member swelling harder as a side effect of prolonged subjection to your sensuous, dominating suffocation, his tiring limbs squirming just so slow and strenghtless now.

A sharp sensation to the small of his back is keeping him awake, in contrast with the hypnotic, soothingly erotic cuddle of your constricting pulsations: you can rejoice his ever more softening muscles flexing and relaxing in reaction, both bodies getting now very hot, sweaty and slippery against each other, making the whole scene remind of some sexy snakegirl having her slow, erotic way to squeeze the life out of her encoiled prey.

Stuck in such a hot, inescapable trap, Okami might not know what you're thinking maybe, his mind too intent at struggling to stay conscious, but the tight bulge in his wrestling pants would probably have an idea of its own, as you can feel it rubbing nice and slow against your mound, through the fabric of your hot pants.

"I'm thinking about....how..."

Phe releases some pressure from your spine, but this does nothing to weaken her blood choke on you.

"...how great it'd feel....if....we got rid of all these clothes....right?"

Phe adds while pulsing her arm muscles against your head and neck. The friction of soaked fabric rubbing against one another squished with every slight jerk of her pelvis, rocking nearly in sync with your slow, steady pumps.

"Can you picture it? Me without any clothes on? In this very ring?"

Her tongue laps over her lips along with a faint moan resonating from deep within her chest and vibrating against your oxygen deprived skull.

"Well, I'm thinking about it.....that probably explains why I'm so soaked right now.......but....you....already knew that....right?"

Phe's seductive cooings were easily slipping into Okami's dazed mind as she had her slow, erotic way to deprive her prisoner's head of oxygen.

Soon, he is reduced into an aroused stupor: a blushing, drowzy toy which is now all yours to play with.

"Nhhh.... y-yes....." he complies in delirious dizzyness, not even knowing exactly to what; his tired, murring lips lingering against your skin in a cute, soft kiss.

"Aawwww, poor you...."

Phe cooes; her angelic voice in complete contrast with her crushing power.

"On the bright side, you can always dream about it...while you're dozing off ontop of me....You'd like that, would you? You ontop of me?......huh?"

Not even expecting an answer out of your weakened body, Phe smirks to herself in silence.

"Don't worry, sweetums...you can sleep now....c'mon, boy..."

"M-Mhhrr...." Okami murrs softly in drowzy response, your heavenly cooings making it so hard to resist, sounding like the sweetest lullaby as you can feel his tired frame slowly go limp ontop of you, ever rocked and squeezed to and fro in your erotic yet tauntingly maternal finisher.

Soon, his body feels pleasantly soft and unresponsive in your embrace, aside from a cute, little sigh against your skin: probably just an attestation of his fading consciousness as the game is seemingly over...

The ring fell in silence save for the sounds of tightening muscle and softs murrs.

After a few more seconds, her breathing had slowed to a crawl, her embracing limbs still wrapped over you.

"Okami....a-are you awake?"

Phe slurs airily, her mouth dried from the constant body heat from the two of you.