Phe-Phe vs. Okami

Phe's movement was gracious and swift, enough to take advatage of Okami's slowliness from lack of oxygen. In a moment, her well round hips would press him down firmly to the mats.

"U-Ummpfff..." Okami huffs out as your lovely rear sits on his back depriving him furtherly of air, "nghff.. n-not at all.. y-your weight is s-so light and pleasurable..." he manages to say kiddingly in spite of his position, squirming underneath you in seek of the closest ropes, as you regain control over your weakened prisoner.

"Well....glad you like me, sweetums. But trust me, you're gonna like this even better!"

Not caring whether she was truly heavy for you or not, Phe would assume the initiative by taking each of your arms and trapping them in between the sweaty girth of her thighs and calfs.
Then, she'd slide her delicate looking hands under your chin, clutch them together pull back with surprisingly horrendous strength, completing her Camel Clutch.

"Nrghhhhhh...!!" Okami groaned in pain as he was locked in your camel clutch. Having his head brought closer to your face as you pulled him close, forcefully arching and stetching his back, he would blush at the teasing feel of your warm heavy panting behind his neck and ear.

The young wrestler's back muscles are flexible enough to endure such a hold, so he will refuse to submit and take the pain, determined to resist until you will have to shift hold. Yet, keeping him inthere is allowing you to soften him furtherly, probably having him more docile to be put into other holds.

"Sure you think you could hold up, boy?"

Phe parts her fleshy lips and purrs into your ear.

"'cause its gonna be fun from here on!"

She would then close her eyes, and rock backwards with a soft grunt; a strange, yet tantilizing mix of animalism and the effeminacy of her voice. The once tender muscles in her gymnast legs tightened into hard steel around your arms.

Her warm, intertwining fingers dug into your neck deeply the further she arches herself backwards. Whatever the outcome may be, Phe is eager to prove that beyond any question of a doubt, she is the giver of pain.

The sultry tone of your cooing against Okami's ear causes the trapped boy to blush deeply. Though, the next thing he feels is exactely the opposite of pleasure:

"NRGHHHHHHH.....!!" Okami groans louder in agonizing pain, closing his eyes and gritting his teeth to keep himself from screaming as his back is bent backwards with impressive force, and your squeezing legs would add to the intense torture.

His legs kick helplessly against the mats as he finds no leverage to escape, and his sweaty back squirms suggestively against your rocking hips

Your muffled noises from your throat sent massaging vibrations to her hands, making hot waves run up her limbs, and finally causing her blood to churn whirlpools in her chest.

"Uuuhh...y-yes..go on...scream for me...."

Phe's attitude had gone from competitive to strangely sadistic, and if her faint purrs and heavy breathing wasn't proof of that, the small crowns on each of her breasts hardened as a testament of how her own body responded to your agony.

"Scream for me, Okami!"

Phe throws her hair back behind her shoulder, pulls her weight backwards continues to strain your throat with cruel delight.

Okami's abs were stretched and tortured too, in such a relentless sadistic submission. "NNhhh... AAARGHHH....!!" Okami had to finally scream in agony, his strained body now all soaked with a mix of both his sweat and yours.

His resistence seemed then to fade and he was like a ragdoll in your hands, as he seemed to become too weak to even scream more "U-Unnhhhh...."

"Uuuughhh, Oka...uuunhh..kami..."

A heavy pant of air divides your name before she would lean in and take your earlobe's flesh into her yearning mouth.

"Scream some more..Okami.....scream...."

Phe breaths all over you ear and neck and encourages you to give in, though the pain in your back may be superseded with the feeling of her sucking on you.

"You taste sooo good in my mouth, Okami....yell for me.....please..."

She manages to say with your skin captured in between her teeth. Without waiting for a response, Phe continues to give your ear her full attention, catching her breath between every few light nibbles.

In spite of intense pain, Okami can't help but be affected by your warm breathings and her eager nibbling. Your voice like a seductive, evil syren's chant to his ears.

"UUUHNNNGHHH.....!" Okami would scream again. Though, in his weakening state, his agonizing voice sounds now almost like a moan to your ears, feeding your lust for domination as your prey's muscles are going soft in your clutches, and he is helpless to escape.

To your further delight, you can see your cute prisoner's face blush deeply as you are playing with his earlobe, his frame shivering in a sort of embarassed extacy in the straining arched position.

Phe's hand remained on your neck while she kept her butt firmly planted on your lower back. This way, the further back her spine bent, the more prominant the round shape of her behind would potrude, until both cheeks were literaly pressed hard against your muscular form.

"mmmhhh....riding on top of you feels sooo good, doesn't it?"

It was unsure whether she was asking you a question, or thinking aloud, but despite how it sounded as if Phe was comparing her camel clutch with actual sex, it was quite the opposite, since both of your groins were moving further apart from each other the further back she pulled.