Meya's spectacular debut: Meya vs Ataru (for Talimaya)

"Mmmrffhh...". The trapped Ataru started squirming, both out of panic for lack of air, and the unconfortable pressure on his erection. Though, Meya's smothering breasts started to get the best of him and his struggles were soon subsiding.

It was unsure if he was complying with Meya's will or if taken by aroused dizzyness, but his hands reached Meya's breasts, his manhood growing harder due to erotic suffocation, while the busty girl was rewarded by his warm, trapped breathings bathing her chest.

"Good boy." She'd run her hands through his hair, releasing the pressure from his crotch and pulling back a bit, only to lean down and kiss him on the lips, letting her leg rub gently against his erection.

"Now do as I said before. I want you to beg me for more."

Maybe it was the lacking oxygen in his brain, maybe that sultry, soothingly erotic voice of hers, maybe her sexual caress. In any case, Ataru started to find incredibly hard to think straight.

When her lips captured his in a soft lovely kiss, a wave of pleasuable numbness enveloped his mind, craving him to surrender.
"Nn.... y-yes... p-please more Meya-chan..." He heard himself murr softly, to his own embarassed astonishement, squirming in her holds.

Smiling, she'd reach to pull his hands from her breasts, only to push the tip of her right breast against his mouth. And as she did so, she'd pull her thigh back from his crotch, only to let her left hand slip down under his pants, starting to stroke at his erection. "Thats a good boy."

"G-Gulp.. mmmn.. ". At this point, Meya's voice was slipping into his ears easily, soothing and arousing his mind like the sweetest, evil syren's chant.

Ataru's face would flush at the soft pressure of Meya's ample breast against his mouth, and the now docile boy started sucking gently on her nipple, through the thin fabric of her top.

"Mnr... s-suck... suckle..", soft whimpers alternated with sweet suctions in pleasuring the dominant girl, while his body shivered in delight with her lovely strokes.

Stroking faster, Meya couldn't help a chuckle as she kept stimulating his arousal. Her nipple would becme hard as he sucked on her breast through her top. It was delightful to see him giving into her so completely. "Thats a good boy. Just relax and enjoy yourself. The match will be over soon."

Ataru let out a muffled murring sound against her bosom in docile response, as she could enjoy his quiet suctions.

It was pure bliss to let go, to surrender to Meya's erotic strokes just like her sultry voice was suggesting: "relax... enjoy..." His body shivered in anticipation of a beautiful sexual release. "match will be over soon...", he was moaning and squirming faintly, when 2 words started echoeing into his dazed mind: "match over.... MATCH OVER??"

Somehow snapped back into reality, though still in a meek and aroused state, the boy blushed deeply and stopped his submissive suckling, also trying to flail and slither in a desperate squirm towards the nearest ropes, in the hope he could escape from Meya's cluthces before she would stroke him into hentai submission.

Noticing Ataru putting up some kind of resistence again, part of the crowd started cheering, wishful to watch at a good fight. Another part murmured in disappointement though, since they were truly enjoying how Meya had reduced him into a docile and aroused pet.

Meya was a bit surprised when Ataru stopped sucking upon her breast. But then what was even more surprising was him trying to escape her, squirming beneath her and rubbing their bodies together. She'd start to strok even faster at his erection, meaning to bring him closer to his first loss, hoping she could manage that before they reached the ropes. Not that she was worried of losing. He was still little more than putty in her hands.

"Oohhhh... M-Meya-c-chan...", Ataru murred looking up at the playfully dominating girl, his back flexing in arousal and anticipation. Letting her finish him off with her increasing strokes was so tempting.

Still, Meya had not annihilated his fighting will... at least not so far. And the ropes were so close! Clenching his eyes and with a main effort the boy managed to stretch himself one last time, grabbing the lower rope while at the same time slithering away a bit. The ref-girl promptly ordered the rope break.

Still, Meya's weakening strategy had worked more than fine on her newly found boytoy's, as she could tell from his trembling legs.
"Nh..nhh... d-darns...", he panted, his face flaring due to the evident erection stretching his shorts.

When the ref called the rope break, Meya would release Ataru, giving a little pout as she looked at him. "Aw...I geuss you don't like me then." Climbing to her feet, she'd turn her back to Ataru, putting on a bit of a show for the crowd. She'd lick her fingers of the hand she'd been stroking him with, and would lick her lips afterwards.