Okami's shoutout - Carmella's debut (for Whipwreck)

Uhhh... s-so soft.....oohh... a-and.... slippery", Okami moaned breathlessly as the relentless beauty subdoed him with intense pleasure.

Eventually, the boy laid back and relaxed, surrendering to her as his body spasmed and a large amount of his load squirted up in the air.

A chore of happy, girlish gigglings saluted this moment, coming from many female fans who had come closer to the edge of the ring to enjoy the cute boy's erotic helplessness.

Random teasing comments such as "nyaaa, he's so cute!", and "ohhh, he spurted so high!" came to his ears, making him even more uneased while Carmella was sexually weakening him.

"Aww, do you hear that Okami? The girls in the audience just love you!" Carmella said, shifting herself up Okami even more, meeting him face to face. "Do you want to have more fun, or do you want to sleep now? Actually, we're going to have more fun!" Carmella said, getting off of Okami and into a grapplers stance. "Ready to lose... for a second time?"

"G-Gasp.... w-we'll see about that..", he replied with an uneased blush on his face as the girls by the ring kept screaming like if they were at a rock concert.

"Here i come..!" . With that said the silver-haired boy tried to reach at Carmella's wrist, planning to irish whip her into running towards the ropes. That it, unless her slippery arm would slide free of his grip.

Carmella had been flung, but her arm slipped out and she grabbed Okami's arm, hoping to irish whip her opponent to a turnbuckle, where she would rush the turnbuckle, but she would lose her footing, or so it would seem, for she had fell over purposely and would lick Okami's crotch. Carmella would then get up and start to grind her butt against Okami's stomach like a stripper pole, which was the warning for another finisher.

Okami gasped as he bumped back first into the turnbuckle, his cheeks blushing deep red when Carmella wenet down to 'accidentally' lick the front of his shorts.

"G-Gasp... ohhh...", the soft slippery grinding of her butt was more than enough to keep the boy squirm in a docile aroused state.

"Ohhh, do you like this?" Carmella asked, still grinding her butt against Okami's stomach. Carmella would keep up the grinding until she had turned over and attempted to land a devestating DDT, which would complete the Oil Tease. She would then slow get on top of Okami, and call over the ref girl. "Hey honey, could you come here and check if Okami is out or not?" Carmella had asked the ref girl.

"Nhhh... f-feels s-so goo...UNGH!" . Poor Okami's eyes were half closed in pleasure, so he didn't see the DDT coming at all.

He remained down motionless as the ref started counting him, dropping his hand down 2 times. But surprisngly, the boy kept his arm up at the third attempt, groaning as he brushed his head.

"Nhhh.... m-my head...". The boy's endurance was enough to take such a hard hit. But he was now stunned and helpless, which would allow Carmella to toy with her drunk-looking opponent... which was exactely what the crowd was craving for.

"Bad move, Okami. Looks like I need to put on Oil's finishing touch, don't I?" Carmella asked, planting that dreaded kiss on Okami and stuck her hand down his pants, cupping and playing with his balls, loving the fact that he would try to struggle.

Okami was too weakened to put up much of a resistence as Carmella came down seal his fate into her signature kiss.

"m-mnhh...". Knowing that she was planning to kiss him into unconsciousness again, the boy tried to fight back meekly, but Carmella's lips were sealed like a vacuum to his captured mouth, while her playful fondling was rendering him docile and aroused.

"MMMM!" Carmella was moaning, loving the feeling the feeling that the combonation of oil, skin, and her combination hold was giving her, as she started to pump Okami's manhood faster.