Eileen S. Vs Tristan A. - Red All Over

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Eileen practically laughed, quick to notice that in terms of resistance from Tristan, there was none. Naturally she'd continue, unhindered and spurred on to make it all the more unforgettable. After all, it seemed Tristan wanted it!

The redhead leaning further and further on her male for whilst her arms hugged all the harder, with her thighs near pressing to his kneeling frame with how far she leaned!

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"HHHMPH! MMMPH!" Came Tristan's smothered cries as she pulled him further in the hold. His heart was racing from the smother and it got faster when the redhead decided to rub her thighs on him.

He tried to resist all urge to push her away... as well as the urge to grope those thighs lecherously. Lamentably, these temptations were getting harder and harder to ignore.

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The more Tristan leaned, the more EIleen hung over her foe. The redheads bust tight in Tristan's face as her arms hugged on, practically reaching the point where it was Eileen whom was stopping Tristan from falling flat to his back!

Keen to avoid wasting energy in holding Tristan up, Eileen began to shimmy onto her own knees whilst pressing Tristan backwards. The male between her rack soon enough hitting the ground, if very softly, as Eileen sought to get atop of him fully with her bust still in his face!

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It was a now familiar situation for Tristan. Him on the ground, with Eileen on top of him. Luckily for the blonde, in his flailing, he managed to keep his shoulders off the ground when Eileen pushed him down. That was only one small comfort as he felt himself getting weaker and weaker. Right now, the only thing he could do was to make sure his shoulders were up and hopefully Eileen would grow bored of her hold and switch to something he could handle.

And he hoped it was soon, as he felt his eyelids get heavier and heavier.

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To Tristan's luck, he would indeed find the redhead opting for a release, but not out of boredom. Laughing as she did, Eileen wouldn't move from atop her human mattress even if her breasts slid off his face to let him breath.

Amidst her male foes constant gasping for air, she'd seek to hook her arms under and around his biceps, before locking them over his neck. The hold was essentially a full Nelson, if from the front, and without pressure.

Yet. At least.

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Tristan greedily gasped for air after Eileen released him from her buxom smother. The ruthless femme fatale laughter rang in his ears as she began to hook her arms around his biceps and then locked her hands over his neck. Thankfully, she seemed to

"Urgh... so... what do you call this hold?" Tristan playfully asked. Couldn't very well strike back like this after all.

And... well... he'd be lying if he wasn't having some fun as well, even if he'd prefer the situations were reversed.

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"Whatever I want..." Eileen shot back. She didn't even know if it had a name, but she knew one thing. With it, Tristan wasn't using his arms not effectively. And with a quick adjustment, she'd seek to make the same of his legs...

As her own thick thighs looked to hook around Tristan's, before stretching them out! Torturing her male foe in a painful grapevine, with the full strength of her big legs on show, all the while laying fully atop him!

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What ever she wanted? Well... she was right, that name was hers to decide. As Tristan was her toy to do as she saw fit. The worst part of it was that the blonde was enjoying it.

"Goo...good point..." Tristan gasped as the sultry German moved her thighs around his own. He couldn't help but give a small moan of pleasure... before it turned into cries of pain as she used those powerful legs to get him in a grapevine! "GGGGAAHHHHH! RRRUGGHH!" He wailed before the beautiful sadist staring down at him.

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Eileen had her male foe right where she wanted him; trapped, with absolutely no chance at even wiggling free!

With her powerful thighs put to use in that grapevine, Eileen had little interest in outright working one, as she merely sought to deprive her male foe of the space to move his own legs. The same went for Tristan's arms, what with Eileen's arms having hooked around them at a angle so awkward, he couldn't really bring them to Eileen's body. Not only this, but with Eileen's hands pressed over the front of Tristan's front, she would be presented with any opportunity she wanted to press down and deprive her male foe of air. Should he misbehave, that was.

"Hmm...now what will you do?" Eileen hummed, still as could be for a moment whilst keeping herself tense, ensuring that Tristan was effectively caught in a straight jacket for both his top half and bottom. Though the lack of motion wouldn't remain for long, as Eileen opted to add to the males misfortunes. Or perhaps arguably now, his luck.

For the redhead would slowly grind her hips up, down and across Tristan's own hips. As if to sadistically excite her captured prey...

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To say that the match wasn't swinging the blonde would be a massive understatement. He was completely at Eileen's mercy. "N...ngh.... " Tristan grunted as Eileen pondered what he would do. He was sure the question was rhetorical, but the blonde was about to give a more coherent reply anyways... right as the German beauty decided to grind her hips against his.

Tristan's face soon became as red as Eileen's scarlet hair. In no time, he felt himself getting forcefully aroused. And as much as he wanted to admit that his... excitement was just a purely physical reaction, he couldn't. A part of him was loving that Eileen has so much control over him and Tristan can start to feel himself giving into his more submissive desires.

"Urk...w...whatever...you want me to..." Tristan moaned out.