NWO chronicles - Ryu Vs. Eiruferu (complete)

From the semi-transparent blanket of Eiruferu's skirt covering most of his face, Ryu could see Eiruferu's seductive smile growing wider with visible happiness, as she looked down at him from above the bouncing hills that were her royal breasts.

Of course, his face was all red for more than one reason there, as the busty queen was relentlessly squeezing, humiliating and seducing him.
"Unnhhhgh...guuuhh... @///@".
With each lenghty, pythoness-like constriction, her swelling thighs would exact wheezing sounds from Ryu's lips, bathing her lingerie with those wheezing groans.

"D-Don't... fuuhh... @///@"
Like that, Ryu's struggles would be weakened from lack of air while in turn, his virility couldn't help but stiffen reflexively, as Eiruferu could tell from the helpless twitching and throbbing underneath her smooth fingers.

"Oh, what's this?" Eiruferu would tease, one of her hands sliding over his shorts to rest on his boyhood. "Flustered this much already? I would've expected a hero such as yourself to be better at controlling yourself than this." Of course that was a lie, as she well knew a boy such as him couldn't compete with a woman of her stature.

And of course, the busty Queen was more than happy to play with him in such a manner, evident as she'd begin to rub her hand back and forth across his boyhood through his pants. The twitching was far from surprising, as w his face being pushed against her crotch was more than enough to have his body react. And now with her already putting an erotic touch to her holds, it was now going to be far more enjoyable to her.

Face muffled against the smooth, satin-like fabric of Eiruferu's lingerie and, behind that, the warm mesmerizing prison of her womanhood, Ryu was getting less and lesser able to fight back.

Along with the naughty rubbing of her delicate hand, Eiruferu's strong thighs had picked a hypnotic pattern of squeezing and stroking Ryu into submissive helplessness, lulling him into aroused dizziness.
"M-mnnfhh... @///@".

To add insult to injury, his male instincts were betraying him, making his virility hard and twitching under her slow relentless caresses, which completely disabled his ability to resort to any spiritual pressure techniques.
And with his manly combat style lulled into aroused sleepiness, Ryu was nothing but a helpless little boy in Eiruferu's royal clutches.

"So easily aroused into submission, do you feel no shame in your title?" Eiruferu questioned, her hand never stopping with it's soft rubbing, her thighs keeping a constant pressure on his neck to keep his face pressed against her womanhood. The busty Queen was now working to knock the poor boy out, her satisfied smile further showing her enjoyment of the ease of the domination.

As she aimed to smother him with her crotch, her hand would continue with it's ruthless rubbing, her efforts proving more than to just simply arouse him. But he'd feel that her pace was just enough to prevent any chance of climax, but the evidence also pointed to the fact she knew just the right pacing, meaning she likely could cause him to pop from her simple rubbing over his clothes if she well wanted to.

Ryu's face was still partly covered by Eiruferu's skirt as it fluttered here and there over him with each repetitive squeeeze. But not enough to hide his humiliated fluster, evident with the fiery blush of his face and the desperate expression of his blurring eyes.

Little by little, Ryu strenght and stamina were drained by her royal thighs and smothering crotch, rocked back and forth like a pityful baby with each flexing of her feminine muscles.

"Mnn...nnghhf... @///@"
To his further shame, Ryu was kept constantly on the brink of a shameful climax, which Eiruferu would maliciously deny while slowly putting him to sleep with that sensually dominant pattern. And there wasn't a thing he could do about it.

Being in the ring now, toying with Ryu as if he were a novice was one of the reasons Eiruferu loved being a Queen so much. Even as a hero, he was no different from the other foolish adventures coming to her palace, challenging in expectancy of being the man to finally defeat the busty Queen in combat.

And she would deconstruct their resistance, dominating them effortlessly with her subjects watching earnestly. And as her thighs clamped hard on Ryu, completely cutting off his chance to remain awake, her smile would only shine more, the royal wrestler unwilling to hide her excitement from her opponent as he'd pass out.

Once he was out, the busty Queen would remain on him for a few extra seconds, teasingly tapping the side of her hand on his face as he slumbered between her thighs. She would then untangle her legs and stand up, leaving him on the canvas as she walked around the ring, blowing affectionate kisses to her loyal subjects to show her appreciation to them.

While his vision tunneled, Ryu's blurring eyes were teased by the final image of Eiruferu's beaming smile, her expression visibly full with blissful joy for having him dominated and nearly asleep between her thighs. Then, everything went dark and quiet for the humiliated hero as he exhaled a surrendering sigh right into her crotch, going limp and unconscious.

Sending blow kisses to her loyal subjects and fellow amazons, the busty queen was clearly in full showtime mode now, proof that she was thoroughly enjoying this chance to turn the legendary hero into a helpless toy in her womanly holds.
But that wasn't of Ryu's concern for now, as the poor boy took a nap at her feet.

As she paraded around the ring, the Queen never once looked to the unconscious boy, having complete confidence that he was knocked out cold by her move. And as she put an extra sway to her hips, she further showed her confidence with how relaxed her guard was, not even suspecting the boy could get up soon enough to even attempt a sneak attack.

After her small show of her charm, the busty Queen would look to Ryu, whether he was unconscious or not and smirk. Walking with the same sway of her hips as before, the Queen would reach down and grab Ryu's ankles, lifting his legs up before placing her right foot onto his covered boyhood. And without a shred of mercy on her expression, Eiruferu would begin to rub his crotch with her foot, once again pleasuring him expertly with little effort.

Ryu couldn't tell how long he had been out, but when he came out to his senses, a crowd of excied women was cheering their royal champion, and she was returning their affection pareding around the ring with that exaggerated, very seductive sway of her hips.

It didn't take a genius to do the maths: he had passed out in Eiruferu's headscissors, and now she was celebrating over his misery. And, judging from the confident smile on her face as she sashayed here way back at him, that had been just the beginning!

"Unnhhggh... w-wait what are you... uuhhmmn.. o///o".
Without a word, the busty queen had pulled up and spread apart his legs, not unlike a mother who'd be changing her little baby.

Eiruferu's intent was far from maternal though as her malicious foot started to rub the bulging shape of his still energeting erection through the fabric of his pants, eliciting a pityful moan from Ryu's lips as he instinctively tried to squirm and tug himself free from the utterly embarrassing predicament.

“Oh, I be,I’ve that’s fairly obvious.” Eiruferu stated, her foot rubbing up and down his length as she looked down to him, her grip solid on his ankles as she provided an embarrassing pleasure for him. Despite him just waking up, the busty Queen wasted no time in immediately picking the match back up, wanting the domination to continue with little intermission.

And with her expert movements, she was once again putting Ryu on the edges of pleasure yet again. Having detailed little on how the match is meant to be played out, Ryu had no true idea of on how to participate other than attempt to put up a fight. But seen by her previous and current display, Eiruferu knew very well how she would participate and dominate the red haired hero.