NWO Ladies Vs 'butlers'

Even with all the stolen levels from both himself and Okami, it never ended to surprise Andy how nonchalantly she could swat his techniques away. Once again, his attack had been frustrated, letting him slightly off balance and open to her planned move.
"Ummghffh... h-heck..", The handsome knight groaned and doubled over from Auphemia's curvaceous hip-bump, short of breath.

Okami's predicament was nothing better as Lin Tia took her time to gloat over the flustered and sexually spent wolfboy, before she'd pull him up into a smothering hug, right inbetween her huge pair of womanly pillows.
"W-Wai-mmnnfhhh...! 0///0". Muffled in her air-depraiving softness, Okami flailed around, which lead to some blind pawing at Lin's curvy hips every now and then, but he was evidently not going anywhere.

When Andy would recover, he would look up to see Auphemia standing over him with a proud smile, hands on her hips as her breasts hanged right in front of him. “Now take a deep breath.” She’d say before moving forward, entrapping his face with her massive breasts. With him on his knees, she would simply have to push down on his to keep him smothered, not even having to push with all her might and keeping him in his unique position.

As for Lin, she was easily containing Okami’s struggles, tightening her arms around his head to pull his face deeper into her cleavage. “It’s rather fitting seeing a hero like you in this position. I bet a couple weeks ago you felt like you were on top of the world after defeating the Demon King.” As she taunted him, Lin would Shift her shoulder back and forth, rubbing Okami’s face with her boobs to further tease him. “Guess you should have remembered there’s always someone better than you. Or in this case, plenty of women.”

On his knees from temporary lack of breath, Andy gasped at seeing Auphemia elegantly lean down at him with that big playful smile on her lips, too late realizing that he was on for a much more severe session of air-deprivation.
"G-Gaasp-mmnfhhh...!!!".
Halfway from that suggested 'big breath', the flustered hero was promptly enveloped by Auphemia's legendary boobs, her vantage position allowing her to leisurely keep him trapped by just leaning down, keeping Andy immobilized on his knees under the suffocating weight of her loveliness.

Indeed, it was quite ironic that defeating the Demon King was the reason for he and Andy were being helplessly smothered and drained. But that didn't mean that he was ready to accept it: Okami's futile struggles increased in urgency and desperation at Lin Tia's mocking words, obtaining nothing except for making Lin's massive breasts bounce and wobble suggestively around his utterly disappeared silver head... and making himself foggy and light headed from lack of oxygen.
"Mffhhh!!! M-Mffhh... @///@".

With her superior stance, Auphemia could now casually keep Andy smothered with little more effort than remaining in place. But of course such simplicity didn’t suit the buxom beauty. So to add on to Andy’s predicament, she’d occasionally press forward more, bending his back a bit to have him almost teasingly fall back, only to return to the same position as they started. A back and forth process Auphemia lovingly enjoyed at her butler’s expense.

Okami remained in a similar position, the busty Lin Tia effortlessly smothering the wolfboy between her massive breasts as if he wasn’t even attempting to resist. And as she felt him begin to slowly weaken, it’d bring her taunting nature forward even more. No longer pushing his face into her bosom, she instead placed her hands onto his shoulders, beginning to rotate her chest to rub his entire face while smothering him, taking advantage of Okami’s weakness to further humiliate him as his consciousness slowly fades.

Andy could feel the periodic pressure of Auphemia's bosom onto his face more than he could see it, with his face buried in such plentiful titflesh, rewarding Auphemia's nonchalant movements with a muffled groan of smothered discomfort every time she bent forward, stuck in her amorous titty torture for as long as she pleased as he gradually lost strenght and stamina.

Down the ring, Lin Tia was taking the expression 'rubbing it in' quite literally, as she started to roll Okami's unresisting face round and round in slow circles, letting him fade into unconsciousness in such humiliating way as he desperately tried, and failed to resist the hypnotic spirals of her breastsmother.
"M-mmnnhh...nnh.ff... Zzzz.... x///x".

“Hanging in their Andy-kun?” Auphemia teased the noble knight, feeling his groaning vibrate her bosom with each time she pushed him down. Despite having had several sessions with the woman, Andy was still unable to even struggle when her breasts were pressed against his face, a fact she all too much loved to abuse on him. And when she’d begin to feel his resistance grow weak, she’d place her hands on his shoulders, pushing down harder on his face until he inevitably fell back, the busty mistress landing on top of him with her boobs still covering his face.

Lin Tia at the ringside was also enjoying her toying with Okami, feeling him pass out in the midst of her bosom rubbing his face so casually. When she felt him pass out again, she’d smile to herself and pull away, seeing him slumber after the lengthy smother. But she was far from done, shown as she’d pull the wolfboy away from the ring to have him lay down, mounting on top of him in a suggestive 69 and her legs wrapped around his head, waiting for the wolfboy to awaken again.

Caught into the apparently endless pattern of Auphemia's titty-press hold, Andy was lulled into a loose and compliant state, making him totally unresistant when she finished her move by totally smooshing him down underneath her glorious breasts.
"M-Mnnffhhhhh...!!!". All the remaining air was pressed out of his lungs with a muffled wheezing sound... and there was no chance for Andy to replace it with Auphemia's bosom sealing his face.

Smothered out by Lin and now carefully observed by the self-satisfied mistress, Okami was napping with the most adorably angelic face. Which, unknown to himself, seemed to make her more willing to keep playing with such a cute, wannabe-strong male doll.
Groaning and stirring lazily, the wolfboy finally felt his senses surface back to awareness. But that's when his blurry eyes widened in shocked fluster, treated to a sexy closeup of Lin Tia's derriere as he found himself snuggled inbetween her smooth thighs into a perfectly locked reverse headscissor.
"U-Uuughhh... WAH!!?? @///@"

Having Andy smooshed underneath her gave Auphemia full control over him now, pressing down on his face with her legendary bosom to further smother him. And as she always had a playful addition to her style, Auphemia would gently move her shoulders, rubbing his face with the large breasts that were robbing him of oxygen.

As for Lin, the seductive woman in red would immediately tighten her legs around his head, putting pressure on the wolfboy as she smiled back to him. "About time you woke up, I was getting bored waiting for you." She said, looking forward again as she'd slip his pants and boxers down to expose his boyhood. "Let's get back to the game, shall we?" And without mercy, Lin Tia would lean forward and entrap Okami's virility with her large breasts, trapping him in the soft hold.

Andy's smothered protests would gradually turn into meek, muffled whimpers as Auphemia amorously rolled her breasts around his face, snuggling him deeper into her warm enveloping cleavage, getting into his woozy head while sensually depriving him of air.
"Mmff... @///@". To Andy's spiraling-down consciousness, Auphemia's boobs were feeling ever more like a massively soft, sweetly scented pair of giant pillows to help him sleep, his meek tamed sounds letting her know that the defiant knight was more like a sleepy baby-knight at this point, about ready for lullaby-land.

At the ringside, the action was more lively but not less desperate for the boys team, as Okami felt his pants being pulled down, followed by the now familiar sensation of Lin's soft breasts engulfing his boyhood into a velvety soft squeeze, while his neck was subject to the less amorous pressure of her strong thighs, giving him another good reason for feeling light headed.
"G-Gaasp... s-stop it... dang.. fuuuhh @_@".
Okami's hands reached up at her thighs and hips trying to pry her leggy vice apart, but the meek touch of his hands and the gasping moans escaping from his lips each time she squeezed his sensitive boyhood told her that, willing or not, the wolfie was al hers.

Feeling his resistance fade, the busty mistress would smile down to her handsome butler, set on smothering his poor lights out with her impressive bosom while still rubbing his face, making it more of a unique massage than the smothering technique he’s become very familiar with.

As for Okami, his treatment was much more engaging as Lin continued to squeeze his head, smirking back to him as he struggled and moaned helplessly. “What’s the matter Wolfie? That all you have?” She taunted, turning her attention back to his trapped boyhood before she began to shake her chest, smacking his virility with her large breasts. “And to think I’m barely trying. Imagine what it’d be like if I transformed?” She out into his head, ruthlessly smacking his girth around in a hot round of breast boxing.