NWO Ladies Vs 'butlers'

Okami was powerless to resist as Lin completed her planned breastsmothering pin, pressed down to the canvas with her curvaceous frame covering and immobilizing his manly, but overall thinner body.

"Mnngrffhh... o///o". With a muffled groan of flustered distress, the wolfboy could feel her large melons furtherly wobble and spill around his trapped face, making a sensually taunting airtight seal.
The poor boy flailed around in a cute desperate way, but with Lin Tia's surprisingly strong arms keeping him tightly hugged to her bosom, it was not like he was going anywhere.

“Oh come now, is this really all a supposed hero is truly capable of?” Lin Tia taunted, feeling but otherwise ignoring Okami’s failed attempt at escape with a satisfied smile. “Just moments ago you were acting as a fighter, but now with a pair of tits around your face you can’t even muster the resistance to escape?”

The seductive beauty would remain on top of Okami, slowly smothering him between her breasts before she’d suddenly released his head, standing up and stepping away from him to let him regain his precious air. “If you’re going to be a toy this session, at least last a little longer before breaking.” She ordered, getting back into her combative stance.

Okami was powerlessly writhing around under her smothering breasts but he couldn't escape from their bouncy enveloping softness, slowly losing stamina in a futile struggle until he was finally allowed to gasp for much needed air.

"Guuhh... just because I couldn't find a way out of those.. uuh.. beach balls, doesn't mean that I'm going to lose! 0///0".
The wolfboy protested with a fiery blush on his face, staggering back up on unsteady feet.

Andy offered him the tag, but Okami wanted to restore his wounded pride.
"I can fight..!", he fumed, before he'd try to attack with a clothesline aimed at her huge bosom.

“No, but the gap in speed alone is quite the problem for you.” Lin Tia would respond, chuckling as he charged her and attempted to preform a clothesline on the busty mistress. However she’d once again show her impressive speed, ducking under his attack and stopping directly behind him in a second.

“And of course I could always go faster, would you like a demonstration?” The woman asked rhetorically, providing her own abilities on the table for the boys to see. Flashing away in an instant, Okami would first be subject to an elbow to his side, the busty woman moving past him if the blow was solid to bring her leg up for a snap kick to the wolfboy’s chin.

Okami prided himself being very good at hands to hands combat, having a good mix of fast movements and powerful strikes in his fighting style... but he just couldn't keep up with Lin's flashing movements.

And when her snapkick 'kissed' his chin, the poor wolfie also got a good, unwanted sample of her power too, being propelled up by her brain-rattling strike, only to rovinously fall down onto his back.
"Uuuuuhgghhh...! x_x".

Andy gripped the top rope in shocked concern at that. "Oh no...r-resist Okami...! o///o", he tried to encourage the fellow hero, his words falling on dumb ears though as Okami's stunned mind was swimming in painful dizziness.

Lin smirked to herself as she slowly lowered her leg, satisfied in having knocked the wolfboy down easily due to her impressive speed and strength. But of course, simply knocking Okami down would be far too little for her to be satisfied easily. So while he was down, Lin would walk over to the wolfboy in his stunned state and use her foot to flip him onto his stomach.

She would then demonstrate her acrobatic skills, jumping up and flipping in the air to preform a hip drop on Okami’s back. Upon impact she’d secure a hold on his legs, pulling back and remaining on him in a Boston Crab lock. “Try to keep up Wolfie, we only just started.”

Okami was trying to shake his foggy mind clear, but Lin was not allowing him any resting time, uncerimoniously flipping him into the desired position to receive her hip drop.
Grunting in breathless pain, Okami felt his legs being locked backwards as Lin Tia completed her perfectly executed combo, now having the boy squirming and groaning desperately as she punished his lower back with a vicious stretching.

If anything, the wolfboy was showing a good endurance to punishment, keeping going with the fruitless squirmings and writhing around with gritted teeth. But that was certainly not enough to set him free.

Lin Tia was already enjoying her punishment of the wolfboy, evident by her ever present smile that Andy would be able to see. And as she pulled back more and more on Okami’s legs, she’d give his partner a suggestive wink for a future promise he wouldn’t be aware of.

As for Auphemia, she was showing her own amusement as she watched from her corner. She’s had her fun with both boys, and knows well that even though this hold would hurt and he couldn’t escape, it was a much more preferable obstacle than what she’s done to him in the past. But she also knew the red-dressed woman, knowing this match can only remain “professional” for so long.

Andy's face turned as red as Lin's dress at her mockingly flirty wink, requiring him a few moments before he could snap himself back to reality and resume his encouragements with renewed urgency... and fluster: "C-Come on Okami..! Y-You can do it... o///o"

Like fueled up by his tag partner's yelling, the wolfboy somehow managed to summon a good share of his remaining wolf-spirit strenght (probably helped by Lin Tia resorting to 'traditional' fighting moves in the latest two minutes).
Imbued with that additional strenght, Okami pumped his manly biceps into a push up in spite of Lin Tia sitting her plantiful derrière on his back, trying to flip her over and break free with a surprising display of strenght and stubborness.
"D-Damn you.... r-raaarrghh..!!! o///o"

“Oh my.” Lin would say, noting Okami’s sudden outburst before letting go, his push flinging her off. However she showed no trouble as she flipped over and spun, landing elegantly across from the downed wolfboy. She quickly took note of his return of strength, finding it interesting how he was unable to fully call on it before.

She knew as a werewolf hybrid he could posses traditional magic like the other heroes or spiritual pressure. But it seems that he has some form of natural counterpart to the ability, giving her a variety of ideas already while he got up.

“Oh, this’ll be fun~” She stated, returning once more to her stance as she readied herself. She knew now that with his strength spiked he was going to go for the offensive again. And she was very aware the differences in their abilities was still heavily in her favor. So all she had to do was wait for Okami to make his move, and then she’d strike.