Nora Novàk Vs. Ryu Toranami

Ryu's flustered struggles had snuggled him into deeper, yet admittedly pleasant troubles with Nora's legendary breasts bouncing and wobbling suggestively around his face, and before long they had lead him into a light-headed state, the clear signal that he was seriously at risk of passing out in her breastsmothering pin.  

..And that's when she lifted her bosom up enough to allow him some much needed gasps of air, so that she could toy with him with another teasingly dominant request.

"Gasp..! Fuuh..fuhh... oh m-my gosh.... o////o".
Honestly, Ryu was having mixed feelings about Nora's 'gracious offer': on one hand, the young male knew that he couldn't resist much longer if she decided to stuff him back into her 'suffocating cuddle'; on the other hand, he didn't want to degradate himself by worshipping his opponent's body... again!

Eventually, his blushing hesitation was solved by the mesmerizing womanly factor represented by Nora's spectacular breasts, as their soft glistening roundness  gently bounced inches over his face.  
Weakened from lack of air, and lulled into a trance by those overwhelming symbols of triumphant femininity, Ryu's willpower gave into such temptation as he obediently started to dot Nora's bosom with nice timid kisses.

Nora had to stifle a laugh as the boy beneath her began to gasp and heave, his lungs desperately trying to replace the air he had lost in the prison of her cleavage. She stayed on top of him almost like a blanket, with her breasts looming just over his face, and patiently waited for his decision. Ryu’s choice didn’t surprise Nora, but it did please her.

“Mmm~” she purred lightly as his lips gently kissed at her breasts. It felt very nice to have her bosom worshipped like this, especially by a man they had nearly knocked unconscious moments ago, and only hadn’t out of an act of mercy. Because of that, there was a subtle element of gratitude to the worship that made it feel more sincere.

Satisfied, Nora once again stayed true to her word and climbed off of Ryu’s prone body, grabbing and pulling on one of his wrists to help drag him to his feet. “Up you go~” she said, though she wouldn’t let go of him once he was up. Instead, Nora would use her grip on his wrist to try to send him running off into one of the corners with an Irish Whip.

"Fuuhh...fuuhh... 0////0".
Ryu was quite grateful himself when the Smother Queen was true to her word once again, releasing him and helping him up to his feet.

Truth to be told, a shameful secret part of his mind would be missing the enveloping embrace of Nora's love-pillows, but he also knew that if she had decided to fool him around andput him back into her bosomy smother, then the match would have been as good as finished.

"Fuuh-wah??? Woaahh...uunghhfh! >_<"
Of course, Nora had promised to let him up from her smothering submission, but not to give him a break! Like that, Ryu's relief was short lived as the voluptuous bombshell promptly Irish-Whipped him into the nearest corner.

Unable to stop the forceful run, especially with his legs still weak from the recent smother, Ryu could only turn around at the last moment so that he'd end back first into the turnbuckle, which would absorb the impact better than a disastrous frontal crush.

Still, the loud impact crushed whatever little wind Ryu had recovered out of him, leaving the handsome boy flushed and groaning in the corner, arms draped over the ropes for necessary support.

On the bright side for Ryu, Nora was once again staying true to her word. She was mercifully allowing him to breathe again, and had even herself helped him stand back up again. But as the boy had noted, the Smother Queen had made no promise to wait for him to get his bearings, or to allow him any sort of reprieve. She had simply wanted to have some more fun with him before knocking him out again, and this had been a means of prolonging his next trip to dreamland a little while longer.

After sending him into the corner, Nora sauntered over to his tired body, which seemed to only be standing because of the ropes supporting his arms. She moved in close, letting breasts press right up against his chest while she leaned her face in, so close that her lips were mere inches from his own.

“Hmm… You don’t look all that comfortable. Let’s see if we can fix that~” As she spoke, her leg snaked behind one of Ryu’s. And then she abruptly yanked it back, trying to jerk the boy’s leg out from under him to force him down to a seated position against the corner turnbuckles.

Even though he was supposed to summon whatever remained of his strenght and stamina and fight back, Ryu was just too mesmerized by Nora's seductive strut to possibly do anything but watch in a seduced trance until it was too late to escape.

"Fuuhh... h-heck... o///o".
Feeling her legendary bosom press him back into the corner, and gasping at how her plump shiny lips got at kiss-distance from his, the young wrestler was having a hard time trying to keep the focus on the match, and not on Nora's overwhelming beauty.

But once again the Hungarian bombshell spared him the effort by taking the matter in her own hands. Or in this case, leg, as she sweeped Ryu's feet with a move that was as much sinuous as it was effective, having the yelping boy slump down along the corner.

"Meeep! Ungh...! >////<".
Suddenly brought down to sit on his silly butt, Ryu's face turned to an ever brighter shade of red the more he looked up at the voluptuous beauty towering over him, his flustered eyes trailing up from her long shapely legs to her curvy hips and taut abdomen, up to the bouncy womanly assets that had dominated his body and mind more throughout this totally one-sided match.

An alarm would ring in Ryu's seduced mind, trying to desperately shake him off from the mind-numbing charms of Nora's body and react to the obvious danger of staying in such vulnerable position in front of someone like the Smother Queen.
And the red haired boy actually shook his head and tried to move away but, was it too little too late now?

It might’ve been a fairly vain thought, but Nora felt like a goddess looking down at Ryu while she stood towering over him, especially when she saw his blushing face looking right back up at her. It certainly helped that she had spent the vast majority of this match throwing the boy around and using him like several different kinds of furniture at her whim. And unfortunately for Ryu, much like he likely suspected, there was more of that in store for him in his immediate future.

Not allowing him time to try to get out of the corner, Nora quickly turned herself around and thrust her curvy backside into the handsome boy’s features, trapping him in a classic stinkface! A giggle escaped her lips as she wiggled and ground her hips, forcing her butt to rub into Ryu’s face while the crowd roared with approval.

“Wow, it sounds like people really like watching me sit on your face. I bet you like it too, don’t you?~”

"Wah??? Oh no no-mnghhfffh... @////@".

Ryu's shocked protests were reduced to silence in no time as the peach-perfect vision of Nora's derrière was suddenly turned into the plump softness of a smothering embrace, his face enveloped into the smoothness of her buttcheeks as the Smother Queen happily took him around and around, along with the sensually teasing swaying and grinding of her hips.

Running along Nora's thighs, up to her curvy hips in a blind attempt at fighting back, his fingers could feel the strong womanly muscles flexing underneath the heavenly smooth layer of her skin, letting him know that trying to escape would have been very difficult even when he was on his best legs.

But considering the numerous squeezing, seducing and smothering submissions he had undergone so far, Ryu's chance of escape were narrow if not existent, and his desperate efforts were probably felt as adorably weak from Nora's point of view.

Same as with his muffled mumblings, which were vibrating nicely through the plumpness of Nora's perfect ass while the teasing swaying of her hips lulled the poor (or poor-lucky) boy into light-headed compliance.

A soft purr left Nora's lips as she felt Ryu's fingers run along her thighs and hips. Indeed, after having worn the boy down so severely, his attempts at resistance felt like a gentle, pleasing caress. The smother queen didn't even make an effort to restrain his hands, content to let them wander soothingly over her body as they wished for now.

She equally enjoyed the muffled noises the trapped boy was making, which vibrated quite pleasantly against her backside. This only encouraged her to keep her ass pressed nice and firm against Ryu's handsome face for a while longer, so that she could get as much enjoyment out of it as possible.

Eventually she pressed down with her hips, trying to force Ryu down until he was lying flat on her back while Nora continued to sit on his face. But now she would have the turnbuckles to casually lean back on, resting her arms over the ropes and resting her stocking-covered feet on his abs, turning the handsome boy into a mere piece of furniture while she casually smothered him beneath her.

Nora was showing once again to deserve the title of Smother Queen, easily controlling Ryu's blindfolded struggles. His wandering hands couldn't make any progress to escape but only succeeded in jiggling her thick rear and thighs against his face, which elicited some pleased purring sounds from her beautiful lips.

"Mfffh-mmblubb... @///@".
Tired from lack of air and fruitless efforts, the handsome boy would inevitably give into Nora's dominant hips as she pressed and grinded him deeper into the enveloping embrace of her buttcheeks.

With his head forcefully tilted up making a nice dizzy chair for her wonderful derrière, Ryu was gradually lulled into smothered helplessness, his tired hands soon dropping to the sides as she kept nonshalantly suffocating him in such sensually taunting way.

Nora continued to hum in delight while Ryu’s hands brushed against her hips and legs, all while his futile struggles did little more than rub his face against her smothering backside. His face really was so comfortable to sit on, and his toned abs were serving as an excellent footrest as well. The Smother Queen had gotten quite comfortable on her seat, but then she noticed his hands flopping to the mat by his sides.

“Looks like he’s out,” she said with a giggle, then looked at the referee and nodded, signaling them to come count him out. Nora was content to let him do that part while all she had to do was keep sitting on her temporary throne. Doing just that, she began to hum a slow lullaby while gently rubbing her feet over his abs, as the referee lifted Ryu’s arm up and dropped it down.

“ONE!”