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

Having lost any ability to struggle, Ryu was nothing but a lovely smother toy for Auphemia at this point. His arms dorpping limp by his sides, his cute drowzy face gently ragdolled by her triumphant buttcheeks in so many delicious ways... up and down... side to side, and of course, a big favorite of the crowd: the slow circular gyrations that lulled her sweet little dragon more and more into submission.
Eventually, Ryu felt Auphemia's soft cushioniy butt press harder into his face, all but enveloping him in smooth smothering butt flesh as he started his litle spiraling trip to slumberland. "Mnnrff... @.@"


As for Ataru, his desperate so-called resistance had once again titillated Eiruferu, which of course meant nothing good for the poor stretched boy as she enjoyed ever more playing games with her cute little prisoner, having him groan at her whims with controlled flexing of her perfect womanly muscles, until she started to slowly bring his upper body down to her, Ataru's upside down face being close enough to feel the hot wind of her breathing. So close in fact, that they could almost rub cheek to cheek if she desired so.

Trapped in such awkward position, Ataru knew that whichever next move Eiruferu had in mind, it would be meant to furtherly establish her domination over him. The mere thought of it caused a brighter blush to rise on his cheeks.
"u-urrghhff.... nnn...ghh... @///@".

In the heat of the moment, Auphemia would press back as far as she could, completely smothering out any chance of oxygen right away from Ryu. She was set on completely knocking him out, and the busty mistress would remain planted against his handsome face until that moment had came. And after that, she’d step away and leave him there, not concerned of the unconscious boy.

Eiruferu on the other hand was still very much working her boy over, bringing his face right next to hers as she stretched him out. “You’re But a toy Ataru-kun.” She’d say seductively, releasing one of his arms to free her hand to turn his face directly to hers. “And toys, are meant to be broken.” And in a display of womanly dominance and skill, Eiruferu would begin a steamy makeout with the boy, her tongue instantly making its way into his mouth.

Seeing the oppurtunity, Auphemia would decide now would be a fun time to begin a new set of unique and erotic moves to preform on the helpless boys. And so she climbed up to the ring and made her way towards the two wrestlers, settling by their legs before enacting her plan. While Eiruferu kept the boy entrapped up, she would smother his boyhood with her massive mammaries, giving him an encouraging paizuri while he remained in the busty Queen’s hold.

With Ryu falling into a deep, restless slumber populated by weird dreams of giant girls squeezing him between giant breasts, plunging him into canyon-like breast cleavages, and full-body grinding him in smothering buttcheeks larger than cars, Ataru was now all along against two busty and powerful mistresses. And the crowd was growing ever more excited.

"M-Mnnnghfff...@///@ mmnnh~ <3" . The cute boy was helplessly spiraling down into deeper levels of womanly domination in Eiruferu's exotic submissions, as she now added a passionate, demanding liplock to his predicament, twirling her tongue into his whimpering mouth as her lustful glare seemed to drink in the aroused despair of Ataru's glazed eyes...

...and that's when those cute helpless eyes widened with the shocking sensation of more erotic stimulation, as Auphemia joined the fun party, lowering her massive bosom onto Ataru's crotch, squeezing his little sausage inbetween her warm, patented 'paizuri heaven'.
"Mmmnffhh.... <333 @///@"

“Well look who’s the lucky winner tonight~” Auphemia would tease, rubbing her massive breasts across Ataru’s boyhood with a gleeful smile. “You get to be the first one that has our sole attention this match. Quite the lucky boy you are, aren’t you Ataru~” Of course in the sake of the match, he couldn’t have less luck in the field. But to every other guy in the ring, Ataru might as well of been in paradise!

And of course that could include Eiruferu’s work, the Queen wrestling her tongue with Ataru’s, dominating him in his own mouth while the two women did the same to his body. As she did, her arms now went to work differently; now with one wrapped around his neck in a sleeperhold while the other rubbed across his torso, feeling his out of place build and further playing with his body.

All the while, the score updated with Ryu’s latest KO adding on,making it now a 5-0 difference that was sure to grow more as time progressed.

Moaning in a hot blend of bliss and distress, stretched in such awkward position while Eiruferu is melting him by a lenghty liplock with plenty of swirling tongue added to it, sucking air from his lungs and thoughts from his brain, and Auphemia take good care of his 'lower head', bouncing and rolling and squeezing his poor overheated, outmatched bohyood into submission, Ataru was certainly incapacitated to reply anything at the busty lady's teasing comments.

That was, until Eirufer finally released him from the breath taking kiss, having him gasp in aroused fluster as  asmall trail of drool made it look the more lewd, causing many among the front rows fans to swoon.

"Gaspp...!!! S-Stop you can't...unghhh... this is too embarrassi-nngffhhh.... Fuuuhh~".
Given back the ability to talk, basically so that the two busty mistresses could relish his pityful moaning and protesting, Ataru had received this so-called courtesy at a cost too, as the busty queen had now one strong velvety arm wrapped around his throat, squeezing his neck into a dragon sleeper while using her free hand to roam along the toned yet adorably slim frotn of his body, having him shiver in response to her malicious caresses.

Like that, Ataru was a complete plaything to the powerful busty beauties. All theirs to squeeze into numbness, caress into humiliation and, of course, stimulate into one more imminent disgraceful climax if that pleased them.

“Aww, but you’re clearly enjoying yourself Ataru.” Auphemia would tease, referring to his energetic boyhood that was being bullied by her overwhelming bosom. “Why would we stop now when you’re so close? It could certainly be a whole lot worse for you right now, and I’m sure that you’re only just looking forward to more~”

“And if you really wanted out, you’d have freed yourself by now.” Eiruferu would say, keeping pressure on his neck for a second before going back to simply keeping him in place. “You’re a “big, strong” boy after all. It should be no problem to escape from two fair maidens such as us.”

Fair maidens may have been a good physical description, but evident by their seductive and overwhelming forms of wrestling it couldn’t be further from the truth. And as they taunted and teased the poor boy, Auphemia would continue to tighten her bosom’s hold on Ataru, increasing it every squeeze until it would inevitably bring the boy to yet another disastrous climax.

Auphemia definitely had a point there, Ataru had to admit while squirming and moaning helplessly in their double embrace. Unwanted to him, the pleasure of having his boyhood squeezed bounced and dominated by her Paizuri Paradise submission was growing in intensity with each increasing squeeze, making him crave for nothing but sexual release.

And even if he still tried to 'play hard to get', quite hilarious in his tangled position). the little soldier inbetween Auphemia's massive pillows was more than ready to wave the white flag.

After a short tighter squeeze from Eiruferu successfully cutting his silly protests short, leaving him just enough air to keep up the delicious moans and whimpers, it was time for Ataru for another hentai submission, and the cute litle fighter did not disappoint his mistresses, shooting out plenty of warm spunk right into the endless canyon that was Auphemia's cleavage.
"I can't.... f-fuahhhhhnnn~ Ooohhhh g-gaawwds....uunnhhhhh <333!"

And like that, Ataru once again submits to the erotic combat that he has been subjected to thus far in the match. And as he did, both women had a smile on their faces at the sight of him cumming, one more proud while the other confident.

“Well then, looks like Ataru’s really enjoying this, wouldn’t you say Eiruferu.” Auphemia would say, pulling her large bosom away from Ataru’s boyhood while the queen would release and drop him to the side.

“It’s expected of a boy, wanting nothing more than pleasure at the hands of a woman.” She would respond, getting up while lightly dusting her skirt off. “They desire a woman to saturate them, but are unable to resist when that comes from a woman significantly their better.”

“Well if it’s a woman that’s wanted, let’s give him something special.” Both buxomy woman would then stand Ataru up, bringing his head leveled to their chests before then moving forward. In a single move the busty women surrounded Ataru’s head in a double breast smother, planning to knock the boy out as their score went up to 6-0 over his climax.

Heads reeling, muscles slacked in the afterglow of yet another strenght draining climax, Ataru huffed with humiliated, labored breathings at Eiruferu and Auphemia's feet, the busty duo having a casual conversation about his helplessness with the poor boy laying right in the middle.

"U-Unghhh... s-stop talking like f I wasn't even he-rmghff?? N-Nonononot agai-mppffhh..! 0///0".

Helped up to his feet, Ataru tries to protest and tug himself free with strenghts that he clearly doesn't have any longer, not that it would have made any difference against the double-team power of Auphemia and Eiruferu's curves of course.
But, the pathetic gap between Ataru's will to resist and his actual chances are probably making him ever more adorable and enterteining to the massively stacked beauties, as they casually snuggle him into the middle of their enveloping bodies, and eclipse him into a spectacular double breastsmother... all the while smiling and acting like if he was not even trying to fight back.

“Sorry, what was that Ataru?” Auphemia would tease. “You might have to speak up a little, you seem to have something blocking our connection.” After her tease, the two women would be sure to wrap their arms around each other and begin to pull, pressing his face deeper into their combined cleavage and preventing much movement from his body.

And as they did, the two busty mistresses would begin to think up their next set of plans, seeing as now Ataru was likely going to expire soon. By Auphemia’s guess, it would be any minute now that Ryu would awaken from his smothering slumber. And once he was, they could shift their attention from Ataru to him for their busty playtime.