Battle of the sexes: Koji Vs. Eiruferu (complete)

Koji was given all the demoralizing time to realize the futility of his efforts, before the amused Eiruferu sat back onto his groin and pulled him up into a sitting stance.

Presented at Eiruferu's massive bosom, bouncing suggestively inches from his flushed face, the poor boy had more than a hint of where she was planning to 'absorb' his pityful defiance.

"Ugh...oh no-mnffh...! 0///0".
With her womanly pillows suffocating him while her winding hips rubbed him back into arousal, it wasn't hard to understand how the voluptuous queen was planning to humiliate him... Again.
All the while, Koji's muffled groaning and struggling enterteined Eiruferu but couldn't get him out of her bosomy embrace.

He had been given the chance to surrender, it was flat out given that if he hadn't submitted he obviously would've been further toyed with. Yet he rejected the easy out, not that Eiruferu or any of the appreciative audience were complaining. Rather, it was much more enjoyable to see him squirm hopelessly in an attempt to free himself.

But it was obvious to everyone except the boy himself that nothing he could do would change the situation at hand. As Eiruferu continued to grind and smother the poor boy, she would occasionally squeeze her breasts to taunt him, demonstrating that even when she paused to give his head the added pressure that he couldn't even budge the busty queen. And that his body was hers to play with from now on, like the boytoy he was to her.

Enveloped in a world of taunting-motherly bosom from all sides, Koji was not only suffocated and aroused, but subject to a sensually humiliating kind of air deprivation sensorial deprivation inthere!
All sounds came at him distant and smoothed (except for the calming heartbeat of Queen Eiruferu). All he could smell and, more embarrassing, taste, was her marvellous breast flesh. And finally, all he could see was warm, bosomy darkness.

But, he still could feel the occasional increasing pressure of Eiruferu's enormous breasts around his face, letting him know that the voluptuous queen was having big fun with his misery, putting her hands to the sides of her massive melons to joyfully smoosh him inthere again, and again.

Predictable from his silly fighting spirit, that womanly domination provocated him into renewed struggles. Which of course, would just have him fall faster in Eiruferu's womanly pillows, draining his stamina as she enjoyed the cute despair of his muffled noises, and meek pushing.
"N-Nfff...mfff... @///@"

“Too late, you wanted this.” Eiruferu stated, keeping his face nice and smooshed in her breasts as she grinded his boyhood. “But to be fair, we all wanted this. Seeing a boy struggle helplessly, his urges getting the best of him despite the situation he’s in, it’s very enjoyable to play with you.”

“But then there’s also the sensation of knowing I’m too much for you to even effectively struggle against.” She added before stopping her grinding. The sudden cease of her hip movements would only be a potential thought for a second, as the boy would then feel the busty queen begin to shake her shoulders, starting to pummel his face inbetween her dominating bosom in a game of breast boxing. “All you can do is sit back and be toyed with, as everyone expected of you.”

A meek enjoyable plaything..! That's what he was for Eiruferu. How shameful to Koji's fighter's pride... not to mention male pride, to be reduced into a sleepy, mumbling toy in her bosomy embrace!

Soon his futile struggles were slowing down to nothing but, to his further humiliation, the voluptuous queen would not even allow him to pass out that easily.

Caught in Eiruferu's dominant version of a sexy motorboating move, the poor boy was womanly rolled within her cleavage as she made sure to bring him back around in such a humiliating way, painfully conscious but kept in a pityful boob-drunk numbness as her enormous breasts pummeled him comparatively small head side to side.
"Ummghff.... b-blubblubblurrbb... @///@"

The dominating sight brought a round of laughter to the audience watching, finding it fitting that Koji at this point was just being knocked around. Not even attempting to struggle as he had earlier, her womanly assets having proven to be superior to whatever efforts he had put in.

By now she was just playing with him, less than putting an ounce of effort in. And that was best demonstrated as she continued to smack his face with her soft breasts. The most lovely of her curves was proven to also be the most dangerous, evident as she mercilessly knocked him around in her hold. But despite the lack of effort being put in, the busty queen was ever more enjoying herself, proving to the boy the difference in their strength and the greatness she had over him.

With the match already in her bag... or better said in her bosom, Koji would think that Eiruferu was going to quickly put him out of misery.

How wrong he was, as this is the moment she was awaiting from the starting of their match. When her defeated male opponent would be too weak and demoralized to fight back, and she could completely fulfill her whims having him tuurned into a little plaything in her womanly embrace, all hers to play with to her heart's content.

"mnfblubblurrb...", Koji would keep the cute, dizzy blubbering sounds as she kept lovingly pummeling around inbetween her bosom, right where he belonged.

It was now without question a pure slaughter of busty glory, Koji's resistance reduced to nothing as Eiruferu's relentless boob-pummeling weakened him to nothing. But even as his struggles faded, she continued with the taunting display, rubbing in her superiority by smacking his face back and forth with no greater reason than because she could.

After three minutes of the bosomy boxing, Eiruferu would release Koji's face from her breasts. But as soon as she did she would get up and carry him over her shoulder, going to the nearest corner and setting him up in a Tree-of-Woe. She then looked down to him in confidence, the sight warning Koji of further humiliation.

"Well, since apparently two climaxes against my breasts were clearly not enough for your lustful wishes." She would say, moving forward and claiming his boyhood once more in the heavenly embrace of her bosom. "Let us test just how much your urges can show your weakness." And with the same mischevious smile as she's had, the busty queen once again begins to erotically dominate her boytoy, smacking around his boyhood in yet another erotic round of breast boxing.

Time slowed down for the poor boob-pummeled male fighter... or little boy as he would be in Eiruferu's eyes now, reducing him into pityful, groggy helplessness: the perfect kind of state for what the royal beauty had in mind next.

Trapped in the tree of woe, Koji was lulled by the disgraceful heavenly sensation of Eiruferu's breasts surrounding his boyhood, soon bringing it back into aroused attention.

"U-Uhhn.... oouhhh d-dam..nghh... @///@".
Refocusing his blurry vision not without effort after the endless boob-boxing session, Koji gasped in erotic distress as he was treated by the perfect, full-moon roundness of Eiruferu's ass, wiggling about inches from his face as he was softly bullying his erection, kneeling over his upside-down trapped frame in such sensually dominant fashion.

Koji's pitiful moaning was music to Eiruferu's ears, all the encouragement she needed to increase the movement of her breast boxing. It was with great joy she was endlessly dominating him, proving to him without question she and women in general were a superior breed of fighters in comparison to men.

And as her subjects cheered in support of her erotic display, she was also satisfied with the enjoyment her people had, Luciana prided themselves as being stronger, faster and in entirety better than men. And what was a better symbol of that then their gorgeous queen pummeling Koji's symbol of manhood with her symbol of womanly power.