The Wheel of Fortune: Okami Vs Nagiko

"N-Not so fast... i can't.... u-uhhhmmmm.....!!!". With a spasm of his trapped body and a prolonged moan, Okami could not resist any longer as he was obliged to pop, almost like his own boyhood would respond to Nagiko's sing-a-song commands.

Because of the odd position, none of the contenders would be hit by the bursting out of male seed, but in exchange the boy's shameful eruption was clearly visible from the closest rows of the audience, from where a roar of mocking approval was raised.

Sexually drained like that, Okami would be physically softened, his muscles relaxing as a natural side effect of Nagiko's action in spite of his will, which was probably the girl's plan from the start: even though the Okami's climax would not earn her any point officially, it was still going to give her a clear advantage, as she could now toy with her weakened foe.

Nagiko laughed as she finally managed to bring that orgasm out from Okami and earn herself a big round of cheers and applause from the approving audience. The puppy wasn't about to be released from his current predicament, though, as the pink haired girl would begin to stroke his already exhausted member even faster. Now that he already came, Nagiko was planning to overstimulate his sensitive part, hoping that could force a submission from Okami.

"And now... Here's the fun part!" she declared wickedly and laughed. "Haha! Come on, puppy! Let's hear you bark!"

She would let go of his leg, thinking that her weight should be enough to contain his tired figure for now. With her other hand free, Nagiko would then place her palm on the head of Okami's boyhood, so that his knob would be rubbed against it as she stroked him, reinforcing her sexual torment greatly.

"m-mmgghh... <3 ....", Okami would clench his teeth in order to prevent himself from letting out a shameful moan, while Nagiko was not letting him go from her relentless hentai torture.

"F-Forget it... unghhh...!!". Refusing to undergo an even further humiliation, the silver haired boy would find the adrenaline boost to pump his arms, doing a push-up of sorts even in such uncomfortable position with Nagiko having the top stance.
If he got there, Okami would finally roll and push the naughty girl with his free foot, hopefully enough to break free from her clutches.

Nagiko could feel Okami pushed himself up and soon enough she felt a push from the boy's foot to topple her off him. The pink haired girl yelped as she was thrown to her side, wondering where did the puppy get all those extra strength from. On one hand she's rather annoyed by his stubbornness, though on the other hand she felt like this shouldn't matter too much. After all she already done a number on Okami, not to mention that orgasm and the extra treatment that came after that.

"So you still want to play, that's fine by me!" she exclaimed with a grin before getting up to her feet. "Come on, puppy! Show me what you got~" she taunted him, making an inviting gesture with one hand.

Okami should have better taken this time to recover some of his strenghts, playing defensive for one minute or two. But he is not known to be the wisest strategist in the show, and Nagiko's provocations are not helping with it, hurrying the boy into immediate reaction.

"Mpf... y-you asked for it,Nagiko-chan!", the silver-haired boy would reply. Rolling up to his feet with a somewhat swift movement (that was supposed to dissimulate the weakened state of his legs), Okami would try bounce back onto the ropes, hopefully taking a sufficient boost to run straight into his beautiful opponent and grappling her into a bearhug, while using the momentum to push her into the corner.
In case his almost trembling legs cannot make him fast enough to successfully complete his maneuvre, the boy will probably just put himself into a vulnerable situation though.

Nagiko chuckled as she watched Okami clumsily charged at her straight away after he got up. He's probably just too clouded to try planning his move carefully. She wouldn't complain, of course, as it meant she could toy with him without too much problem. When the boy was about to catch her, Nagiko would step aside to let him pass through, so he would fly to the other ropes.

"Hah! What's that for?" she would taunt him as she avoided the attack.

If Okami bounced back to her, she would then try to catch one of his arm and spin him once before trying to whip him to the corner. Perhaps she could give the audience a sexy show by trapping him against the turnbuckle and... Well she had to make sure she succeeded first.

Okami's reaction was once again short lasting, because of his hot tempered spirit prevailing on strategy.

Crushed back first into the opposite corner thanks to Nagiko's swift maneuvre, the boy would stay there in a dazed state, his arms hanging to the ropes being the only thing to prevent him from slumping down along the turnbuckle.

(and sorry for delay)

Nagiko smirked as she managed to toss Okami to the corner, his slumping body that's hanging on the ropes made her licked her own lips. She didn't waste any more seconds and charged towards him, wanting to make sure that he's weak enough by ramming her shoulder into his chest, hoping that he would drop down to the middle ropes.

"Is that all you got? Huh?" she taunted. "Well, then I hope you'll enjoy this as much as I will..."

The pink haired girl would then turn around and placed her hands on Okami's arms to prevent him grabbing her from behind, before she would start lowering herself, smothering the boy's face with her rear with a stinkface!

A shoulder tackle might look like mostly a gracious-looking mov when performed by a girl, but it still remains very effective in crushing the air out of an opponent's lungs.

Like that, Okami would slump down to the middle rope, where nagiko would then place both hands onto his arms, locking the boy in position so that he could have all the time to see what was coming next, without being able to do anything about it.

"W-Wait you would not..mmpfffhhh...!!!". Eyes widened in shocked uneasiness, Okami could just watch Nagiko's lovely, bikini-clad butt lower onto his face and muffle his silly and alarmed protests.

With her soft buttcheeks pressing onto his face and pinning his head to the corner, the boy could squirm but he could not escape.

Nagiko laughed as she rubbed her bikini covered ass all over Okami's face, earning herself a loud round of cheers from the audience. She pressed her rear some more, not wanting to give the boy any room to breath.

"Haha! How does that feel, puppy?!" she taunted him again, wiggling her butt teasingly.

The pink haired girl would try to smother Okami as long as possible. Whether he'd pass out, tap, or somehow found the strength to fight her back, Nagiko could only wonder which one would happen.