Eiruferu/Auphemia VS Ryu/Ataru - Winners take a prisoner! (complete)

With Eiruferu's soft yet relentless hands holding him tight and deep to her smothering bosom, only a few locks of Ryu's red hair were visible, the rest of his head (and the totality of his face) buried into the sensually lethal warmth of of her cleavage.
With the tight embrace giving him no room for struggling (not that he had the strenght to even try at this point), Ryu felt Eiruferu add a final insult to his defeat, grinding her hips against him to make sure that, while hopelessly drifting to sleep, his boyhood would pityfully rise to full attention instead in an instinctive act of complete submission to the sexy, totally superior queen.
"M-mnffhh... <3... mfff.. @///@".
As Ryu went sleepier and sleepier, Eiruferu would be probably pleased at hearing the boy's muffled protests turn into sleepy, whimpering moans, letting her know that, no matter what his silly fighting spirit had tried to prove before, Ryu was finally all hers. Body, mind and heart.

From the audience's point of view, Ryu was just a pacified, submissive little boy in the loving embrace of a superior woman now. Just like Ataru had been for a while now. Gently rubbed and rolled around within Auphemia's bosom, the cute boy slowly drifted into a blissful slumber, dreaming of the beautiful busty lady that was lulling him to sleep like a baby in such amorous way.
"mff.. <3", he moaned faintly, falling more and more into aroused drowsiness.

“Hmph, the fight in you is gone now.” Eiruferu would state, feeling Ryu’s body go completely numb as he passed out in between her breasts. As she did, she would stop her intimate grinding and release his face, letting him flop to the ring like a boob-drunk sack of potatoes.

As for Auphemia, her gentle and smothering embrace on Ataru would last a few seconds later, the busty mistress enjoying his final mumbles of consciousness before the light left his eyes and he passed out. “A good boy as always, rest well for now Ataru.” Auphemia would tease, sitting up on Ataru and leaving him to lay down, allowing him to get his precious air back while unconscious.

“And like that, time is up.” Sejna would note, seeing the timer reach zero as the two women finished up their male opponents one last time. Looking to the score board, it showed the overwhelming victory the busty women had over the two cousins: 25-0, not a single point even close to being earned by them. “As the victors you may now choose you prisoner, which will it be?”

“Little Ataru, obviously.” Auphemia would wink. “Sorry Eiruferu, But I already promised him plenty of fun. It’s why he went out so willingly.”

“Fine, I don’t expect much more from his cousin anyways.” Eiruferu would say, rolling her eyes at Ryu’s downed form. “Though Ataru-kun didn’t provide much different results.”

“Then it is settled.” Sejna nodded. “Ataru will serve as the prisoner for you two. And I shall bring Ryuke backstage to clear up the ring.”

“Thank you Sejna.” Auphemia would say, standing up and hiking Ataru over her shoulder. The three women would then exit the ring, Auphemia and Eiruferu with Ataru while Sejna left with Ryu, the two cousins defeat cemented with the end results.

The finale outcome of this match could not be more triumphant for the female team, as both the Toranami cousins were put to sleep in their voluptuous opponents' bosoms for the final 25-0.

A lot of fun and satisfaction for Queen Eiriferu and her new friend Lady Auphemia, and more to come with their cute newly conquered boytoy. While Ataru slept in the capable arms of the beautiful winners, Ryu was effortlessly picked up by Sejna and lead to the backstage.

When he woke up, Ryu was sprawled across a bench, his cousin gone. Finding Eiruferu's palace would not be difficult, but saving Ataru was a different matter, he thought to himself. But of course, Ryu would not leave a member of his family in captivity witout trying to sert him free.

(Yet to come: the quest to save Ataru ;p)