Okami's shoutout - Carmella's debut (for Whipwreck)

Okami's movements were furtherly restrainted as Carmella tightened herself around the boy, snuggling their bodies so close to make his escape impossible while embarassing him with the seductive closeness.

The crowd was very excited, looking at how she was slowly and sensually tightening her finisher, looking like a sexy snakegirl squeezing her prisoner into oblivion, enjoying every moment as she could feel Okami's struggles go weaker. "N-Nhhh.... h-have to...r-re...sist..", he murred, but his voice was clearly sleepy and tired now, just like his body.

"That's it, go to sleep, you'll be out soon, and the two lucky ladies I see will have their fun with you!" Carmella said playfully, moving her foot faster and keeping the same pressure she had before.

Okami had resisted as much as he could but, not being able to escape from Carmella's clutches, his fate was sealend and it was only a matter of time.

Eventually, he shivered and spasmed as her footjob made him pop once again, weakening the boy even more. With a surrendering sigh he started to go limp in Carmella's clutches, her oiled breasts like soft, teasing pillows where he could rest his tired head.. only a matter of seconds now, while the ref-girl started to approach. "nh....n....", he murred so feebly, his eyes fluttering shut like if he was a tired little boy she was rocking to sleep.

"There you are Okami, just go to sleep now, it'll be okay." Carmella said, motioning the ref-girl to come over and check out the condition of Okami's body, while still keeping him in her sleepy hold.

Carmella's cooings soothed poor Okami more and more into helplessness, having him relax while he would succumb to her snuggly sleeperhold.

"M-Mnrrhh...", soon the boy would drift into blissful unconsciousness, sighing softly to Carmella's satisfaction. Not surprisingly, his arm would drop down limply when the ref-girl went to check out his state. "ONE...!", she yelled, raising an enthusiast response from the crowd, and especially the female audience.

Carmella would wait until the ref-girl had finished the count, and when she did, Carmella would get up and celebrate. She would go down to the audience and pick the first two girls she saw, two moderately tall girls, with some juicy bottoms and bring them into the ring. "Well, you two look excited to be in the ring! So who are you two?" Carmella would ask. "My name is Yadira Fernandez!" said the silver-haired woman with a sexy spanish accent, she would sling Okami over her knee and spank him while the other talked. "My name is Ambrosine Morgan, and it's my turn next!" said the golden haired hottie with a sensual British accent.

The crowd was wild in anticipation of what would happen next, while Okami was slumbering on the canvas.
After a short while, he started groaning softly and making some sloppy movements, so the girls could realize he was about to wake up. "Uhnnnh... my head..."

"Hang on Carmella, the boy is getting up! Let's go Ambrosine!" Yadira would say, walking to Okami with Ambrosine. "It's fine, I won, so I'm going to leave. Bye everybody!" Carmella would say, leaving the arena to let the girls have their fun. Both girls lowered their pants to reveal their sexy underwear and Yadira got Okami up to his knees and shoved his face Ambrosine's butt, she then turned around and placed her butt on the back of his head, sandwiching him and they both swayed their butts a little.

Still groggy as he was, Okami could not put up much of a resistence as the girls picked him up into a kneeling stance.
"Uhnhh... h-hey ..wha...mmnrrfhhh...", before he knew what exactely was going on, his head was placed between their thonged butts, virtually disappearing in their beautiful sandwitch.
The crowd was loving how Okami was powerlessly flailing, and how the girls were playfully swaying their hips with the poor boy trapped inbetween.

Yadira and Ambrosine liked the cheer they got from the audience, squishing Okami's head even more to get a better reaction, also spanking themselves to taunt Okami and show the audience exactly what they were going to do as soon as the poor boy passed out from the odd tag move.