NWO chronicles - Ryu Vs. Eiruferu (complete)

Ryu's pawing and squirming got ever weaker in Eiruferu's inescapable embrace. Pressed tighter around his face, her enormous breasts made an inescapable smothering seal, so tight that a leaf would hardly fit into her cleavage, giving the poor hero no other choice but to slowly go limp, fallen asleep like a child in her triumphant bosom.

Ryu could not have realized it yet, but the match was nothing than a wonderful chance for Eiruferu to show off her huge arsenal of womanly holds... and with the extra bonus of applying them on a so-called legendary hero.

Willing or not, the handsome boy was doomed to find out his position soon enough. Once his sleepy eyes finally opened, he gasped from the embarrassing shock of being snuggled in Eiruferu's reverse headscissor, treated to a taunting closeup of her spectacular booty.
"G-Gasp...! What the...?!?" o///o

“Finally awake again? Good, then we can continue on.” Eiruferu would comment, smiling to herself before putting pressure in her headscissors. Making sure it was nice and tight, she’d give a great deal of effort to squeeze his neck, giving him a dose of discomfort and pain with her powerful legs.

But of course this moment of pain was more of a reminder of her feelings towards the male sex, as she immediately went in to further demonstrate her seductive techniques.

After a minute of the headscissors, Eiruferu would lightly relent in the squeezing, only for him to experience a new kind of squeezing. The Busty Queen would give him a healthy dose of arousal, lowering her chest to entrap his boyhood between her massive boobs. And in a teasing display, would use her arms to cause her breasts to squeeze his virility once, giving him an idea of what her current plans were.

"Uunghff...unffhh...nngghh.. @///@".
Squeeezed and squeeezed repeatedly between Eiruferu's swelling thighs, Ryu spent a very long minute in the fruitless attempt of prying her legs apart but she didn't seem to even acknowledge his efforts, keeping the tight pulsating headscissors until the poor hero was putty in her hands... or better said legs as she relished in his wheezy groans.

His tired were now resting ontop on Eiruferu's hips, too tired to struggle when the curvaceous queen moved to the real fun part of her hold, putting Ryu into a different kind of squeeze as her giant breasts clamped around his crotch into a sensually dominant 'marshmallow-vice'.

"Ah-aahhnnn.. <3!!! N-Not there... again-nnhh... @///@",
He'd let out a pityfyul, moaning protests, trying to squirm around but definitely too dizzy and weak to fight back now.

“What’s the matter hero? Can’t handle a little paizuri?” Eiruferu laughed, her bosom squeezing his boyhood again as she played with his mind. Of course, she knew well that the boy would be helpless to such a stimulating move, but rubbing in that weakness was all the more enjoying to her.

Having him now aware of the situation, the Busty Queen would make a pattern of squeezing her breasts, keeping the pressure for a few seconds before giving him a second of relief, albeit still trapped in her royal breasts. And she’d keep this game going, loving his pitiful moans as she sexually toyed with him.

Willing or not, a throaty moan was exacted from Ryu's lips with each squishy pressure felt around his girth. Enormous size apart, Eiruferu's breasts were incredibly soft and smooth, making her paizuri unbearable for a healthy, pityful boy such as the red-haired hero.

"Ahhnn...s-stop it....<3" o///o
At this rate, Ryu knew that it wouldn't take him long to burst out into another energy-draining climax, resulting into reducing him even more at Eiruferu's non-existing mercy.
Therefore, he desperately tried to use her pause in the anaconda-like squeezing of his neck to try and slip his head out of Eiruferu's headscissors. Though, the curvaceous queen was probably not having any of it.

“Struggle if you like, it certainly makes this more fun.” Eiruferu responded, feeling his hands once again attempt to pry her legs apart for an escape. But this of course was only met with her clamping her thighs around his neck again, adding the new pressure along with her erotic squeezing of his boyhood.

With him now completely trapped, Eiruferu had free reign to further dominate and toy with the hero’s body. And with it, she continued to not only squeeze his erection in pattern, she did the same with his head, every squeeze meant to extract the full arousal and strength from him, showing her control and skill in gaming a male opponent such as Ryu.

Ryu's valiant resistance would only earn him more womanly domination from Eiruferu as the beautiful queen, entertained but unimpressed by his efforts, put her piwerful thighs and glutes to full use, resuming her bia-constricting pulsations around his neck too.

"Guuhhh... Gaahkk.. Nnhhgh... @///@".
His head was bobbed up and down with each flexing, having his flushed, groggy face occasionally grazed if not hugged by her clenching buttcheeks while his pityful breathless groans entertained the queen.

With the headscissor pulsations alternated to her hypnotic paizuri pattern, Ryu couldn't feel more helpless. It wasn't a fight now, but just a race between cum first or pass out first, and there was nothing he could do about it.

With each squeeze, Eiruferu reveled more and more in Ryu’s inability to free himself. Before long his struggles had completely ceased, the once proud hero no longer able to even resist her. And with it she had full control on what would come next, not that it was any different from before.

And so she’d let the redhead experience the helpless wonder of what would come first, as her legs and breasts squeezed longer and tighter each time. But as she prepared for the final squeeze, only her breasts would follow through, the Busty Queen letting him feel the full pleasure of her bosom’s hold so she could hear his pitiful submission.

Too weak to fight back, Ryu had lost track of time now, the helpless passanger of Eiruferu's headscissoring-paizuri express as she kept squeezing, rocking and squishing him into complete submission.

Of two disgraces, being squeezed to sleep or coaxed into hentai surrender, the young hero would have preferred the former if he really had to choose: If anything, that would spare him the humiliation of being conscious of his own misery.

But he was not in charge there. And of course, Eiruferu would opt for the latter, happily squeezing her breasts around his throbbing erection until he couldn't hold back any longer.

"G-guuhh... n-no.... I am... c-cumm-ngghhh... Fuuuaahhhnn.. <333!!".
Succumbing to the inevitable, Ryu's boyhood sprinkled up like a fountain, shooting out yet another big proof of male inferiority.

“It’s rather funny, isn’t it hero?” Eiruferu would taunt, watching happily as the boy climaxed helplessly. “How quickly your bravado vanishes at the administer of pleasure. All that pride of a hero lost, as I give you a taste of what I can do.” The Busty Queen would then tighten her legs again, focusing on knocking the redheaded hero out admits the afterglow of his climax.

After he passes out, Eiruferu would sit up so that her lovely derrière was on his face, rubbing in his latest KO for her citizens to see before standing up from him. She’d then proceed to once again demonstrate her complete confidence in the match by parading around the ring again, showing that little to no effort was being used to bring a legendary hero down.