Nico Marelli vs Virgo - tap out or pass out

“You’re close Master Nico, I can feel you trembling inside me.” Virgo would moan, feeling his cute face fall back to her bosom and wrap her arms around his head, pulling him into the maid’s seductive pillows. “Do not worry about where you decide to release yourself Master, for I will accept it where ever you so please. So long as you give in to your desires, then my job as your maid is being upheld.”

At the same time as her permission to the boy, Virgo’s pace was reaching it’s peak, as her own arousal was causing her folds to tighten around his boyhood more while she kept the intense friction between them. Time would only tell if the boy could last longer, or if he’d give in to his sexual desires.

Virgo's arms were ready to wrap around Nico's head into an amorous hug as soon as it drooped down into her cleavage, making sure to keep him nice and tight in her bosom where lack of air and the mesmerizing perfume of her pheromones would allow the cute boy to give into his erotic needs even faster.

Mumbling inbetween her hefty breasts, Nico was now shivering in bliss each time she clenched her delicious pussy muscles around his girth, making him ever more craving for sexual relief.

Sensually smothered and rhythmically squeezed, Nico was the blissfully helpless passenger of Virgo's love ride now, his stifled breathing getting hotter and more labored, his boyhood pulsating on the verge of an intense climax until he spasmed and let out a cute muffled cry of erotic bliss within Virgo's bosom, reflexively thrusting his hips energetically as he bursted out for her.

"Mnngh... mmpffhh.. @///@... Mmmmmbluurbbb....!!! <333". 'Pop' went Nico's world as he was milked to the latest drop of pleasure, until the spent boy was entrusting himself to Virgo's loving, smothering embrace. Not exactely the safest place to be when he was totally weakened, in a wrestling match with hentai holds allowed. But that didn't really matter for someone who was floating on a pink cloud like Nico was now.

Virgo closed her eyes in bliss as she felt Nico release his surrender into her, filling her up as she rode him to his last drop. “Oh Master Nico, you make me feel so much warmer than I was expecting.” She moaned, pulling his face deeper into her bosomy embrace.

“I am glad to have served as you maid, but I’m afraid I don’t think you can last much longer.” She’d say, moving her hips up to free Nico’s boyhood from her pussy before staying mounted on him, smothering him with her breasts. “But do not worry, I shall be by your side until you have drifted into your appropriate slumber.”

At that point, Nico's mind was meekly fighting (and certainly losing) its battle to stay awake. And, though he could still register Virgo's sweet words and understand that she meant to put him back to sleep in the comfortably smothering nest of her bosom, that was not going to make much different in his strenghtless relaxed state.

Sweet, warm waves of fatigue were washing down his body and mind already, the combined effect of erotic exhaustion and lack of oxygen, making Nico ever sleepier and more compliant to the idea of relaxing and letting Virgo take good care of him.

"mmnnffhhh... blubb... @///@". Nico's sleepy mind lost itself into Virgo's bosom, rewarding her cuddling embrace with the pleasant vibration of his faint mumblings. Like heavenly pillows, Virgo's breasts squeezed his face gently inbetween their perfume softness, engulfing almost his entire head as the beautiful maid enjoyed the chance to show her caretaker skills to the cute helpless "master".

“There, there Master Nico, you needn’t worry anymore.” Virgo would whisper, rubbing the back of his head as she pushed him as far into her bosom as she could. “Our time was good, but now it’s time for you to take a final nap.”

Virgo would keep the breast smother going up until the point where Nico would eventually pass out. And from there, she’d slowly free his face before getting up and moving the boy from the corner to the center of the ring. She’d then place his head on her lap once more, beginning the KO count for him.

“One... Two... Three...”

Feeling the smooth, enamored rubbing of Virgo's hand petting his hair softly and her gentle voice soothing him to sleep, Nico was comforted and lulled into sleepy obedience, surely assisting with his slow but sure descent into slumberland as he lost any will and ability to resist.

Of course, the air-depriving confines of Virgo's warm bosom were playing the main role in the process, stealing his air and awareness in the sweetest way until he went nicelty asleep in the smothering comforts of her breasts.
"Nnfff..m-mpf..... Zzzz.... x///x".

Finally limp, his slim body was easily dragged to the center of the ring, denying him the slightest chance for a miracle attempt at reaching a rope break. Something like that was highly improbable in any case, considering how Nico was snoozing quietly on Virgo's lap pillows now, his innocent blushing face looking so nice and relaxed as he laid there, like a slumbering little boy.

“Four... Five... Six...”

Virgo was sure to count appropriately and quietly, attempting to avoid waking her slumbering Master. After such a draining experience, she was sure there was nothing more the boy needed more than a long rest. And while he rested comfortable on her lap, she’d gently comb her hand through his hair, making sure he was as comfortable as possible for his rest.

“Seven... Eight... Nine...”

While Virgo's gentle count proceeded, even the crowd had lowered their decibels,  as if seconding her will to keep her slumbering master nice and comfortable on her lap for the final KO count.

Murring at the distant feel of Virgo's petting, Nico was like lulled into deeper sleep by her slow, soft-spoken counting.
What a shame for a wannabe-strong male opponent: The beautiful maid had gently and erotically dominated him throughout the whole match, needing little to none violence to inflict him a quite one-sided defeat.

But, Nico could be ashamed later: For now, he was floating on a pink cloud, sleeping in bliss with a silly smile on his face as Virgo took such good care of him.
"Zzz.... mmn.. Virgo...chan... Zzzz... <3".

“And... Ten.” Virgo gently whispered, signaling her victory over her cute Master in the match. “It’s my win, Master Nico.” Once the bell rung, Virgo would carefully lay Nico down fully on the canvas, laying next to his sleeping form as she petted his hair a few more times.

“It was a fun match Master Nico, I’m glad I was able to serve you while it went on.” The maid said as she placed a goodnight kiss on his forehead before getting up. And as one final sign of appreciation to the crowd, the maid bowed elegantly, tipping down while holding her skirt in a royal fashion before exiting the ring.

WINNER: VIRGO (VIA 3 KO)