NWO part 2 - A gift-wrapped wolfie for Lady Auphemia - Complete

Not surprisingly, one minute of non-stop amorous grinding had built Okami up into full erection, weakening his resolve in favor of shameful lust.

The wolfboy yelped in surprise, like snapped back to reality when Auphemia flipped him over with a neatly performed suplex, her enhanced strenght allowing her to do it with no particular effort.

"Uuunghhh..! Guuhh... @///@". Slammed back first into the canvas with Auphemia's seductive body covering him, the wolf boy was too stunned to even try to fight back... while his energetic stiffy was more lively than ever.

With her wolfboy now pinned underneath her, Auphemia was able to pick back up where she started in playing with Okami. And she’d start with an erotic grind, her hips moving along his crotch to stimulate him. But at the same time, the movements would lead to her breasts rubbing against him in a soporific massage.

With each movement of her hips, her bosom would rub up Okami’s chest and pause at his face, only to rub back down every time she moved her hips back. The busty mistress was an expert at using her body to toy with men, and Okami was now experiencing the less forceful method. But as he felt it, he was made well aware it was not less effective in its own right.

"G-Gasp... what are you trying to... aahhnn~" 0///0.
The answer to his naive question was obvious when Auphemia started to sensually grind him with sensually ondulating movements, using her expansive womanly assets to give Okami a full body massage.

The wolfboy found it impossible to resist, as the seductive stimulation lulled him into a state of aroused compliance, almost hypnotizing him with the smooth rubbing of her enormous breasts and the slow, steady grinding of her hips.
Incapacitated to fight against such heavenly pleasure, Okami could only bring his hands up to Auphemia's hips, feeling her up while his virility responded with stiffening enthusiasm to her treatment.

"It feels wonderful, doesn't it Wolfie?" Auphemia would softly ask, hearing his helpless moans as she grinded his erection. And as her heavenly breasts gave his body an equally wonderful massage, she'd feel the wolfboy's hands go to her hips, giving his own signs of appreciation for her erotic wrestling.

"Just think, you could feel like this every day once we're done." She added in, letting her hips pause on his while looking into his eyes. "But before I can introduce you to a whole other world of pleasure, I must first defeat you in this ring." She said, moving up before lowering her chest to once again embrace Okami's face in her cleavage, smiling to herself as she drained several more levels from him.

Embarrassed at being slowly and steadily aroused by his beautiful busty foe, Okami couldn't focus on struggling while Auphemia's grinding and rubbing filled his mind with lust.

But his eyes widened at the sight of her marvellous breasts come down to claim his face again.
"Ack... W-wait-mnnpffhh.. 0///0".
Enveloped by her marshmallow-soft melons, the wolfboy tried to struggle but his resistance was soon tamed by Auphemia's bosom, lulling him into meek compliance with the heavenly sensation of her level drain.
Not that he had a chance to escape even if he wanted now, with the strenght difference going frim big to huge with each new second spent in her absirbing cleavage.

The busty mistress giggled to herself as she felt his fruitless struggles, each drain of his levels causing his strength to falter more and more. Even at the beginning her strength was well above his, but now her level was high enough to toy around even with his werewolf state, making this all the more enjoyable for her.

After she had claimed ten more of the wolfboy's levels, Auphemia would sit up, wrapping her arms around Okami's head as to make sure it stayed nestled in her soft bosom. With her now once again on his waist, she could then gently continue her erotic grinding on his erection, going slow enough as to keep him from climaxing as she smothered him in her heavenly breasts.

Deprived or ten more levels, Okami was a dizzy aroused boytoy in her bosomy embrace now, unable to resist her draining charms as she pulled him up to hug and snuggle him deeper into her wonderizing cleavage.

"M-mmnnffhh... <3", He mumbled in blurry compliance as the slow and steady grinding of Auphemia's hips lulled him into aroused dizziness, entrancing the cute wolf boy as her womanly assets smothered him.

Hearing the poor wolfboy's mumbling in her bosom, Auphemia was loving her time playing with Okami like he was little more than a novice. And compared to her, he very much was, her skill and experience showing that much. But at the same time, she herself simply was satisfied giving the wolfboy a more than enjoyable experience, no matter how much he attempted to deny it.

Pulling his face in as deep as she could, Auphemia would squeeze her massive breasts on his poor face as she felt him slowly lose consciousness, giving him a nice feeling before he blacked out. After he fully passed out, the busty mistress would let him stay in her cleavage for a few extra seconds, letting him rest in the best pillows in the mansion before getting up.

Bringing the wolfboy with her, Auphemia would go to the nearest corner and set him up, trapping his legs and setting him up in a tree of woe, patiently waiting for him to reawaken in his new and exposed position.

Nestled and gently squeezed inbetween the best pair of womanly pillows, Okami drifted off to sleep in Auphemia's cleavage with a nice muffled sigh, taking a much needed nap.

While sleeping blissfully, the wolf boy was soon aware that something was wrong in his pleasurable naptime... and that became cleare when his blurry eyes finally opened to an upside-down world!

"Nnnguuhh... w-what the...?? Ack...! D-Damit o///o".
The silver haired boy tried to squirm and pull, only to soon realize that his legs were tangled into the ropes, getting him trapped into a tree of woe in spite of his dazed, utterly embarrassed efforts to break free.

“Welcome back Wolfie, good timing.” Auphemia would giggle, seeing his fruitless struggles as he hung upside down. “The fun was about to start again.” She’d say, giving the boy a flirtatious wink before returning to said fun as she approached him. As expected of the beauty, the fun would come at the expense of the wolfboy’s pride, as she once again trapped his boyhood between her massive breasts.

Moving her bosom, the busty mistress took her time to toy with her helpless wolfboy, moving her assets slowly as she rubbed his erection up and down. All the while, she occasionally added in a single squeeze, letting him feel the familiar pressure before resuming her slow paizuri with erotic expertise.