The Marks of Defeat - Kijo vs Ishigami ft. Frauke von Rittberg

[Lico]

Frauke might be patting him to mock him, but Yuto couldn't help but to feel a sense of delight from being complimented and rewarded by his mistress. However, he was then reminded by Kijo that they're still in a match, as the black haired woman pulled his lower half after getting off him, and put his face under her armpit in a humiliating variation of the dragon sleeper!

"Mmmgghh...!" he groaned and squirmed, but soon began to moan again once Kijo gave him some attention in his needy organ. "Mmmmhhh...!"

The boy could only respond to his opponent's teasing by moaning and wriggling around, her words clearly only fueling his submissive side. Not to mention the warmth of Kijo's armpit seemed to melt his mind in no time. While Yuto did try to hold back for a moment, his effort instantly vapored once Kijo commanded him to release his surrender again. His body tensed up, and his lower half began to rock back and forth with some vigor before his juices spurted out to spray the turnbuckle.

"Mmmmmggghhhh...! Nnnnggghh...! Nnnngggg..." he rolled his eyes before limping in the hold a little, seemingly ready to drop onto his back if Kijo released him, no doubt drained after such a humiliating orgasm. "Mmmmgghh..."

[Persephone]

"And with that, it's two to zero." Mentioned Frauke with a grin, not forgetting she was technically the referee in this match. "You seemed to enjoy that quite a lot, little boytoy, maybe I'll add that to your future training sessions." After finishing her words, the German would giggle devilishly.

Feeling how Yuto went limp while on her hold, Kijo would finally release him and stand up, leaving his weakened body spread on the mat. "You certainly trained him well, those sessions really seemed to have an effect of him." The raven-haired girl complimented the Kaiserin as she stood with her hands on her hips, looking down at her opponent.

"Thanks, dear. After this, you're invited to join us if you so wish. You're presence will certainly make it more... interesting." Frauke would reply, standing next to Kijo while also looking down at Yuto.

[Lico]

Yuto fell to the mat and writhed sluggishly after Kijo let him go, only responding to both women's remark with a weak moan as his mind was still clouded with the lingering ecstasy from his latest climax. While breathing in and out heavily, he saw both his mistress and opponent towering over him, looking down at his drained state, which made him blush deeply while feeling a shiver running through him. Frauke's invitation to Kijo wasn't missed by his ears, and as a result, his still semi hard shaft twitched in response. As much as he didn't need any further distraction from this match, he just couldn't help himself imagining a session where Frauke was involved even more than this bout.

"U-uuhh..." he groaned, eventually trying to roll himself onto all four before slowly getting back to his feet, if he's allowed to do so.

The match wasn't over for at least two more orgasms from his part, after all, and even then, he doubted that it'd be truly over for him. Considering how Kijo seemed to get along pretty well with his mistress, it wouldn't be surprising the both of them had a lot of similarities between them when it came to finishing their prey.

As Yuto couldn't really come up with a plan to put some pressure on Kijo, he did the only thing that made the most sense to him, which was to try charging towards his opponent in a low stance, hoping he could tackle her down after seizing her lower half. Of course, he could only do this assuming Kijo (or Frauke) didn't try to stop him from getting up in the first place. Then again, even if he somehow managed to catch Kijo, bringing her down in his weakened condition might be a tough task in itself, to say the least.