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

[Lico]

Yuto twitched as Kijo brought her face so close to his, taunting him while keeping him under control with relatively no problem. He didn't even get the time to come up with a reply as the black haired woman quickly shifted herself and applied a headscissor to his head. The boy groaned, his hands reaching for her legs, trying to pry them off, but that only made her switched to the figure four lock.

"Aaarrgg..." he grimaced and squirmed, his resistance really was useless against her just like she said, even if he didn't want to admit it.

Compared to Frauke, the black haired woman was a level above in terms of wrestling skills, which of course, only made it more difficult for Yuto to deal with. While he was being weakened by her legs, the boy was also subjected to a half smother by Kijo's crotch, which was making him even more helpless in her hold.

"G-guuh..."

[Persephone]

"Having fun down there, little boytoy?" Asked Frauke with a giggle as she paid close attention to the action. Even though she was not the one fighting, she had to admit that she was quite enjoying the show.

Meanwhile, Kijo continued her work as a grin formed on her flawless face. Her sadistic side slowly but surely coming out caused Yuto's squirms to look so...arousing to her. After a few more minutes of squeezing the energy and fight off her opponent, the Japanese woman got up and pulled Yuto to his feet with her.

"I see that this little friend of yours will not hold for much longer." Kijo remarked as she gave Yuto's groin a teasing but hard squeeze with her left hand. In a quick but surprisingly strong for her size movement, the raven-haired wrestler irish-wiped the boy towards one of the corners of the ring. Once his body would hit the turnbuckle, she would begin to catwalk towards him, like a panther about to jump on her prey.

[Lico]

Yuto could only responded to Frauke's teasing with an agonized groan, which she probably would take as an affirmative anyways. He could see the change of expression in his opponent's face and that was also stirring his submissive side as well. The squeezing continued for a while, bringing him closer to the point where his consciousness would start slipping, and that's when Kijo decided to give him a little break. He gasped and panted as she released him from the hold, his body rolled to the side while his hands holding onto his neck to soothe it a little. The boy felt quite groggy that he barely resisted when Kijo pulled him up, a moan escaped from his mouth as she perform a check up on his manhood by giving his speedo a squeeze.

"N-nngh..."

What followed was something less nice for him, though, as Kijo then whipped him to one of the turnbuckles, causing his back to crash against the post. Yuto's weakened figure slid down slightly, partly seated on the middle padding while his arms hung on the top ropes. He was a little stunned for the time being and could only watch as Kijo approached him in a taunting manner, drilling his helplessness against her. He had to admit that it was quite a provoking sight, and he gulped as she's getting closer and closer to him.

However, Yuto wasn't quite ready to give up the fight yet, and so when Kijo was quite close to him, assuming Frauke didn't interfere by keeping him on the corner, he'd attempt to push himself off the post in an attempt to tackle her down to the mat. Of course, given his condition, his move would be rather sluggish and relatively easy to deal with. Even if Kijo's physique was just around his size, taking her down to the mats might require Yuto to exert a lot more strength than what he'd normally need to.

[Persephone]

As Yuto charged towards Kijo in order to tackle her, he would suddenly lose his balance and his footing thanks to Frauke, who extended her long leg in order ruin his attempt at a comeback. "Oh, sorry honey. My mistake." The blonde said, teasingly acting as if it was not intentional.

Before Yuto would fall, Kijo would grab a hold of the boy's arm and spin him around, causing his 'charge' to be aimed at the corner from where he came from. If his body hits the turnbuckle face first, the raven-haired woman would advance, in order to give the boy a teasing but hard wedgie. Her objective was clearly not only to hurt her opponent, but to carve on his brain that his is and always will be powerless against her. "Futile." She would whisper to his ear as she kept the wedgie and slapped his ass with her free hand.

[Lico]

Yuto's eyes widened as he felt something tripped his leg, causing him to stumble forward during his run towards Kijo. He realized that it was his mistress that sabotaged him, but he didn't even get the time to be upset about it. Kijo was quick to capitalize on his failure, catching him and whipping him to the turnbuckle, resulting in him crashing against the post on his front as he didn't have the time to even turn himself around.

"Gaah...!" the boy groaned and flopped in a hunched position, his upper half half was leaning towards the turnbuckle. "T-that's... hnnng...?!" his attempt to protest at Frauke was then cut short as he felt his speedo being pulled into a wedgie, causing him to squirm in discomfort. "N-nngghh... s-stop t-thaat..." he whined, only to pause abruptly and twitched from hearing the black haired woman's voice next to his ear, which was then followed by a smack on his ass. "Ow...!"

Thanks to his dazed state, Yuto wasn't really able to do much at the moment, even if he wanted to. He'd try to reach for Kijo's arm to stop her from giving him the wedgie, but given how Frauke was close by, the odds of him doing anything to lessen his suffering might be pretty slim at best.

[Persephone]

"Is she being too rough, my little pet?" Asked Frauke, getting really close to the action. "I hope she's not beating you up too hard. If she is, this will be one hell of a night for you."

After a few more seconds of giving the boy a hard wedgie, Kijo released her grip on Yuto's speedo. But, in a swift motion, the raven-haired girl pressed her chest on her opponent's back and hugged him with her arms, sliding her hands towards his bulge.

"Now is the time for you to give me your first orgasm, slave." Kijo whispered to his ear, as she began to tease and jerk his member through his speedo. The Japanese woman knew exactly what she was doing, and her breasts pressing into Yuto's back and her breath brushing his ear would add to the boy's arousal.

"Oh no!" Frauke would exclaim clearly faking surprise and concern. "Looks like Yuto is in big and trouble! What will he do to escape?"

[Lico]

"M-maybe just a little biiitt..." Yuto responded to his mistress' teasing, still grimacing from the wedgie.

He was relieved when Kijo released his speedo, but the girl quickly hugged him from behind, with her hands finding his bulge and stroking him. Yuto twitched and shivered a little as he heard what his opponent said, her commanding tone was having a similar effect to his mistress' voice. The boy tried to maintain his defiance, even if it's just a little.

He tried to pry off Kijo's hands off his crotch, while also attempting to move backwards a little by little, hoping he could move them away from the corner. In his mind, even if Kijo did make him cum, he could get them far enough so that she wouldn't get the corner.

"N-nnnghh... d-damniit... I w-won't... l-let you..."

[Persephone]

"Oh no, you won't!" Frauke said with a giggle as she placed herself outside the ropes, standing right in front of Yuto, with the turnbuckle between them. Without losing any more time, the German dominatrix grabbed a hold of the boy's head and pressed it right between her breasts, smothering him.

"When Kijo gives you an order... You follow it!" The blonde commanded as she continued to smother the boy, while ruffling his hair teasingly. Now Yuto was being sexually stimulated from both his front and his back, with nowhere else to escape and stuck at the corner.

[Lico]

Yuto hadn't even made any progress on pushing Kijo backwards, but Frauke decided to interfere right then and there as she seemed to know what he's trying to do. The boy yelped as he was pulled by his mistress. He tried to protest but his voice only came out as muffled moans thanks to the continuous stroking from Kijo.

Furthermore, Frauke's stroking on his head made it difficult for Yuto to stay defiant, and his struggle starting to cease in almost no time. With the boy stuck in the corner, held by his opponent and the "referee", it became clear that it's only a matter of time for Kijo to get her first score.

"Mmmmmphhh...! Mmmmhhh...!"

[Persephone]

Both women working together knew that Yuto's climax was getting closer and closer, but they weren't done just yet. The German blonde pulled the boy's head out from between her breasts and let his chin rest on her cleavage. At the same, she caressed Yuto's hair and face, while whispering to his right ear. "You don't need to be restrained, right? You're just a good little boytoy, who follows the orders of his Mistress. And your orders right now are to cum for me."

Meanwhile, Kijo pulled down Yuto's speedo, and as she jerked him off, she aimed so as his member would spurt right into the turnbuckle, almost as if it were a water gun. The raven-haired Japanese would then lean forwards a little and whisper to the boy's left ear. "Cum now, you weakling. Cum and give me my first point."