"Royal Ownership" Match: Queen Eiruferu Vs Andy

Stuck in such taunting, sensuous, humiliating matchbox pin, Andy tried to get out of it by flexing his abs so that he would push Eiruferu off him.
But all he could achieve was to have the curvy queen lightly bounce right onto his face each time he tried, which also had her large bosom bouncing more suggestively onto his croth while the seductive dominant queen kept her slow, knowing rubbing movements.

"M-Mnnrfhh... @///@". His fruitless efforts were only wasting oxygen and stamina, soon making him light headed and weaker; and Eiruferu's breasts were making sure that his shameful girth was the only part of his body getting full of energy.
Much to Andy's discomfort, it was a lose-lose race for him: was the boy going to pass out or burst out first?

“Getting restless are we?” She’d ask as she continued to rub his boyhood with her bosom, arousing him more and more as time went on. “I’m sure you’d want nothing more than to shoot out and relieve yourself of you built up arousal. But I have a little bit of bad news for you Andy-kun.”

The Queen would then suddenly release Andy’s legs, allowing his waist to fall back down and stop her pleasure of her opponent. “I feel that you can wait a bit, that and I want to see you squirm.” She’d taunt as she just continued to rub her rear across his face, placing her hands on his chest to both push him down and keep herself stable.

Loud cheers of appreciation were raised from the audience at this new display of complete control and womanly power from Eiruferu. The fans had clearly made their choice there: they just loved to see a supposingly strong male wrestler, even a former champ, getting effortlessly and teasingly reduced at the mercy of a busty, beautiful queen of the ring.

And Eiruferu was definitely conquering their hearts, especially granting a wonderful enterteinment to the female audience as she did everything she liked with the handsome, helpless Andy.
"Mnnghfff..blurrb... @///@". Denied of sexual relief, the poor boy could only laid there underneath the airtight prison of Eiruferu's buttcheeks, his head gently lolled around along with the swaying and rocking of her hips as she added a sensually hypnotic touch to her suffocating pin.
With her soft hands pressed on his chest, the busty queen was making sure to deny even his meek attempt at kicking out, holding him nicely in place, letting his strenght and stamina dwindle as she slowly but surely robbed his air and his awareness.

Eiruferu would bask in the support she was given as she dominated the helpless boy, rubbing his face with her rear as she smothered him slowly. It wasn’t even a contest since the start and everyone knew it, but they would still get a show as the busty queen wouldn’t let the former champ go out without a through display of her skill.

“Still with us Andy-kun?” She’d tease as she eventually got off him, giving him the essential air that he required. However as the match had shown, the poor boy would get little chance to recover as the queen picked him up and pulled him into a bearhug, beginning to squeeze him with a vice grip.

"Mnff..mpf... @///@". Andy was feeling his consciousness slowly drift away with each failed attempt at breathing underneath the soft, curvy prison of her buttcheeks. Giving into the gentle teasingly gentle rocking of her hips and let the sexy queen lull him to sleep was so tempting, so much easier than trying to fight back with no strenght and stamina left.

But, Eiruferu seemed to have a natural talent in gauging the brink of unconsciousness, as she showed once again getting up from his face just in time before he would pass out.

"Fuuuh... nnghhff...!"Gasping with a pricelessly disoriented face, Andy needed a few seconds to catch full awareness of the surroundings: more than enough time for the busty queen to put him into her next hold giving him no chance to recover.

Andy could not be surprised of Eiruferu's strenght at this point of the match... but that didn't mean that he had got used to it: Picked up so easily into her tight bearhug, the former male champ tried to squirm and fight back, bringing his hands up to Eiruferu's squeezing arms trying to pry them apart.
But her methodical smothering holds had once again paid their toll on the trapped boy, denying here supply to his manly, well defined muscles until they were mostly for show. So that his efforts were probably felt as just weak by the voluptuous queen.

]"Unnffhhh... I'm...not going to give u-aahnnn.. <3... u-up... 0///0 ngffhh...". While the boy valiantly tried though, his erection was getting bounced right into the large amount of underboob showing from Eiruferu's outfit, weakening Andy from both squeezing constriction and taunting stimulation.

“Oh, so you aren’t?” Eiruferu would note as she kept her hold firm, enjoying his squirming attempt to free himself from her. It was all fruitless as she wouldn’t allow him any ground to escape, and more fuel for her taunting would be given as she’d hear his groaning, feeling his boyhood against her bosom from bellow. “Oh, being squeeze and all you can think about is feeling good? You truly are a helpless boy aren’t you?”

The busty queen would keep up the bearhug for another minute before once again slamming the boy hard down onto the canvas, aiming to stun him once again. And once down, the Queen would wrap her arms around his waist and trap his boyhood completely by her large boobs once more. “Now then, let’s fuel that hopeless lust of yours once again shall we.” And with methodical movements, Eiruferu would begin a heavenly paizuri.

Andy's face changed to every possible shade of red as Eiruferu furtherly taunted him by putting the blame on his hopeless masculine nature.
Of course, she was totally keeping the stimulating bouncing on purpose, steadily having his girth slip back and forth into the tight heavenly hold of her underboob cleavage. But, how pathetic Andy would have sounded if he blamed HER for his shameful arousal?

And so, all he could do was to shiver and groan in her pleasure and pain prison, until Eiruferu decided that even his meek resistance had to be crushed. A vicious spine buster did the trick, slamming Andy back first into the canvas, leaving him dizzy and breathless so that he would be all nice and tamed for the paizuri grand-finale.

"UNGHHFHH...!!! Oww...fuuuh... @///@" . Andy's hips were totally covered by the heavenly softness of Eiruferu's massive bosom, giving him no other choice but to moan and twitch, hopelessly lead into submission by his wonderfully stimulated boyhood.
Andy tried to endure but it was only going to worsen his predicament as her melons kept sensually bullying his throbbing girth.

After few minutes of self-damaging resistence (but they felt like hours to the overheated boy), Andy's boyhood was almost literally begging for release. So much in fact, that the former champ soon heard his own voice beg for it, much to his own shock and humiliation:
"A-Ahhnn... p-please...let me... c-cum...nnnhhh... <3", he moaned the cutest pathetic sounds escaping from his lips as he tilted his head back.

“All that pride, all that defiance you showed earlier in our match, now gone for the sake of pleasure.” Eiruferu would comment as she looked up to the boy, seeing his utter humiliation at his plea for a climax. For a second she would stop pleasuring him to further mess with him, having throughly enjoyed breaking down the former champ the way she has.

Whatever he would say to the pause, he wouldn’t have to wait long as she pressed her chest down hard and completely enveloped his waist with her heavy breasts. Squeezing his boyhood, she’d keep the heated pressure up until his body would give into his desires and burst out in another draining climax.

Andy was hating himself for having just pleaded her beautif...obnoxious! opponent to let him burst out into another shameful hentai surrender.

And of course, he hated Eiruferu for constantly belittling him as a wrestler and a male, always boasting about her womanly power and his utter helplessness in the sensuous clutches of a powerful queen.

But then, for a long agonizing moment all he could do was to desperately LOVE her for pressing those huge, soft breasts like a heavenly vice around his boyhood, shutting down his straight thinking as she squeeezed him into erotic surrender.

"Ohhhh f-feels too good... I ...I.... fuaaahhnnn...! <333". After his long built up climax had finished to spring like a hot fountain into her cleavage, the exhausted boy was once again crushed by the humiliating sensation of being physically, pshycologically and erotically at Eiruferu's mercy. He couldn't let her toy with him like that!
"Uhhh.... a-as a male wrestler... I c-can't let this.... fuuu... I...I'll get you back for this... 0///0", he mumbled, like willing to reverse his hopeless predicament. Though, his drained woozy state was telling a totally different story, allowing Eiruferu to keep him pinned down with just the soft weight of her bosom.

“You say that, but I think we both know by now who’s the superior fighter at this point, Andy-kun.” Eiruferu would respond to his claim, smirking at his exhausted state after such a damaging climax. Even if he hadn’t been forced to cum through the match, he skills and smothering holds would be more than enough to easily dismantle him into the obedience he was in already.

Using his male urges just made it all the more enjoyable for her and humiliating for him. It showed just how much her control over him really impacted, and showed her superiority as a woman over the former male champion. If she wasn’t perfect at controlling her own urges, this domination would be utter erotic bliss to her.

“This match was decided the moment I entered the ring, you never stood a chance.” The busty queen would state as she slowly crawled over the boy, her breasts rubbing across his body before having them hang over his face. “And at the center of it all, you can’t even prove to be a challenge for my breasts alone. Smothered and pleasured into complete helplessness like a pure novice.” She’d then lay herself down on him, once again shoving his face into her enormous bosom. “As is the fate of all men who think they stand a chance against me.”