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With a flash and a zip, her partner collapsed in a heap and now she was by herself out there. She stepped back, trying her best to keep her nerve but her confidence was clearly shot.

That was only natural… considering that she was in my sights now. Rushing forward with my trademark speed, a single slash of my blade and she was done, fallen onto the grass, pleading her surrender. The elation was clear on my face, finally I had the chance to catch my breath as I looked over to see Sepia Plumm, my partner, give me a thumbs-up from the floor. 

I went over and helped her to her feet, and rose her arm into the air, celebrating our victory. The crowd went wild as the announcer declared over the PA what everyone in that arena already knew. “And the winners of this match, advancing onto Round 3… Team SBMT!”

Yep, that was us. Team SBMT, a band of students repping our home school just like everyone else in the tournament. I should probably explain… what’s going on right now is what they call the Vytal Festival. It’s been taking place every other year for around eighty years now. 

Top Huntsmen academies (Huntsmen being elite warriors trained to protect our world from monsters) of the four kingdoms of Remnant send teams of representatives to take part in this prestigious tournament of honorable, and glorious combat all in the name of celebrating our differing cultures, a means of unifying the four through giving us all a common thing to strive for.

All that said, if I’m being honest, all that really mattered to me was having fun with it… and getting a chance to establish some dominance for once. Those of us in Team SBMT, we were largely a bit meek in nature. Everyone’s declared us as natural underdogs for always fighting from underneath to get big comeback wins. We were good at it, but it’d be nice if we didn’t have to do that every single time…

I was a bit of an exception though, a big fish in a small pond you could say. My team had relied on me a fair bit so far, it was of no surprise they decided in advance I would be the one going into singles action in the next round. See this began with 4 vs 4 battles, advanced to 2 vs 2, and from here on out would consistent of 1-on-1 fights. I took pride in my role as point man and I wasn’t looking to let my team or my academy down.

Thus, me and my comrade were taking in another hard-fought win as the rest of my team congregated around us, and congratulated us on the win. They assured me they had full confidence in me going into the next round. I was appreciative of the support but as I looked around at the lot of them, I realized that someone was missing.

“Hey… hey, where’s Teale?” I asked, scanning around the simulated foliage. 

“Huh? Oh… I haven’t seen him for a while actually.” said Burgundy Burns, the other member of our team. “He went off to the bathroom a few hours ago, haven’t seen him since.”

Unsure of what to make of that, I threw out, “He was always a little spacey, maybe he got lost. For… three straight hours. Hm. We should go looking for him I think...”

Everyone agreed to that, nodding as the environment around us disappeared, the combat zone transforming back into a flat, neutral circle. And whilst the trees evaporated, I noticed someone standing just on the edge of the arena, watching on. A young woman was there, applauding along with the audience.

As we made our leave, I decided to approach her, since I assumed she had some reason for coming out there. When I got closer, I was a bit stricken by her appearance… she was, well, she was pretty damn cute. And more, how would I put it, uh… developed, than the other girls I’d seen here. She was curvaceous, to put it lightly, but I don’t want to go on too long… I was trying not to stare. 

There seemed to be a sparkle in her deep purple eyes as she brushed her remarkably long blonde hair out of her face. “Hey there! The name’s Yang. You, heh, looked pretty good out there. I think we’re about to be matched up in the next round… maybe? Pretty sure. Either way, I just wanted to wish you good luck!”

She offered her hand, a bright smile on her pretty face. A nice little nod of sportsmanship that was always welcome. I returned her smile and took her hand, replying, “Thanks, same to you! Let’s just have fun out there…”

Yang shook my hand… and then pulled me in closer, to my surprise. She was hunched over enough for me to catch a glimpse down her shirt without even trying to… God, she was stacked, a lot more than I was used to seeing, let me tell you. I was close enough to her I could feel the heat coming off of her body. In fact, it was actually inordinately warm as she whispered into my ear. “I hope your idea of fun is a faceful of ass… and if it’s not, well, I’ve seen dudes change their tune pretty quickly. Hmhm...”

Letting go, she stepped back and kept her innocent smile on like nothing had happened. “See you out there! Bet it’ll be a blast~”

She whipped around with a little flourish and, maybe I was imagining it but I could’ve sworn she wiggled her backside at me as she walked away. Intentional or not, it got my attention, enough to realize her ass was quite a sight itself. 

I was a bit aghast as Sepia walked over inquisitively. “Did she… whisper something else to you there? What was that just now?” she asked, trying to read my befuddled expression.

“Uh… to tell you the truth, I’m debating whether or not I misheard her, myself.” I replied, truthfully. She couldn’t have seriously said what I thought she did, could she? Was her plan really to, make use of her figure against me in there? On such a grand, respected stage, in front of so many people?

Suddenly I was a little nervous about being in close quarters with this girl. Not that I was afraid of her hurting me or even beating me necessarily, but the embarrassment I’d go through if she managed to make good on that threat. 

A pang of realization hit however, when I realized that perhaps that was all she really wanted. With just a sentence or two she’d gotten right into my head, and if I let it get to me, it might make more vulnerable in our fight. Yeah… that must’ve been it, nobodies’ bold enough to actually go for something like that during such a widely publicized event. This Yang girl just wanted to take me off my guard… well, I wasn’t going to make it that easy for her. 

Steeling my resolve, I declared to myself that if it was a fight she wanted it was a fight she was getting. Trying to talk trash to me was something she’d come to regret.

I kept that mentality with me as I made my way to the locker room. But my sai was beginning to grow heavy in the holster, as I was fatigued from battle. So I headed over to my locker to put it away. But when I went to open it, I found it a struggle to pull the door out. It was as though it were jammed or something. Determined, I stuck my blade in the crack of the locker door and used it to help pry it open.

I was stunned to see a young man’s limp body fall to the floor, limp. Concerned, I knelt down and carefully rolled him over. Behind the messy, long green hair I saw a familiar face, his expression a euphoric daze. With a gasp, I uttered, “Teale…? What happened to you?!”

My lost partner, Teale Lincoln, stared up at me and I could tell on some level he registered my question, but he seemed speechless. The guy just had this dumbfounded smile on his face, and his only response was gesturing towards something that was stuck to his chest. It was a white slip of paper with a message written down on it.

It read, ‘Are you jealous? You should be. But don’t worry, you won’t have to be for too long… all of this and more awaits you. (Turn the page around.)’

Per it’s instruction, I flipped the page and my wrist went limp as I saw what was depicted of it. It was a print-out picture of Teale on what looked like a bathroom floor, atleast I could only assume it was him from the outfit. His face was… obscured, to say the very least. 

Shockingly, Yang was in the photo, sitting on his face. It was clear she took the photo herself on a phone or something. She held it above her head, a flattering angle that put her ample cleavage on display. 

And her shorts were pulled down, so that her ass was bare other than her panties as it pressed onto Teale’s head. 

I could only assume from this that she’d intercepted him in the bathroom, overpowered him and took this humiliating photo, a heinous act to be sure. But her smile seemed so… genuine, there wasn’t a hint of villainy in it, more just a mischievous joy. Either she didn’t know she was doing anything wrong, or she absolutely did not give a single solitary damn. Judging by the middle finger she was using to prop up one of her tits, my guess was to the latter.

My other allies surrounded us, asking, “What the hell, what happened to him?!” and “What’s that you’ve got there...?”

I tucked away the evidence, figuring it was maybe not something he wanted everyone else to see. “I-It’s just some notebook paper I had in there… and I’m still trying to figure that out.”

As gently as I could, I took Teale up, my hand to the back of his head, pulling him off the floor and whispering into his ear. “Are you alright? What happened, man? What did she do to you?!”

He must’ve been put through the wringer, given a real beating to end up that helpless, and yet he wasn’t showing any pain. My friend just smiled vacantly up at me. “Something wonderful...” he gasped. “Ohhh I’m jealous… so jealous of you… she wants to do that to you… every single day… you’re so lucky… mmm, you’re going to love it...”

The other members of Team SBMT exchanged quizzical glances as I found myself tilting my head in confusion. Teale seemed… well, there’s no other way to put it, he seemed consumed by lust as his gaze drifted to the ceiling, staring off into space.

Turning my head to my comrades I muttered, “Uh, hey, g-get him some help, huh? He’s been attacked! Send for a medic!”

They were quick to nod their affirmation and head off, leaving me staring at my fallen friend. As I slowly set him back down on the floor, my mind began to race, a nervous sweat going down my forehead. Suffice to say, I’d lost my edge a bit after this. 

Yang… she wasn’t messing around, was she? The girl wasn’t playing head games, she really was looking to introduce me to her ass. In front of thousands of fans… on the grandest stage I’ve ever known, she intended to smother me beneath her shapely backside. 

Just what in the hell was I getting into?

I still found myself asking that question as I walked back into the arena the next day. Usually I was pretty good at maintaining my confidence in battle, it’s actually what made me a standout in the first place when I was training with Team SBMT. But for this… I was a bit shaken, I can’t lie.

But I had to shake that from me, if I expected to get embarrassed it’d only make it all the more likely to happen. Besides… so what if she’s a pervert? And so what if she overpowered Teale? Honestly, most people could do that… it didn’t mean she was all that tough. Up to that point I’d been able to handle everyone I came across, there was no reason this Yang chick would be any different.

Having made my way to the neutral center, I scanned around for her and surveyed the surroundings we’d be fighting in. Behind me was a mountainous battlefield, one hill in particular that expanded for seemingly over a hundred feet into the air into a treacherous cliff. The other half was nothing but magma with only a pathway of stepping stones providing a modicum of safety… yeah, no thanks, I was going to be avoiding that side.

But as I gazed out into it, there I saw her, striding from rock to rock. The heat must’ve been unbearable, atleast I have to think it would’ve been for me, yet Yang didn’t seem to care much about it. She looked comfortable among the blazes… fitting, considering that my opponent was likely the hottest thing out there herself.

Wait, no! I had to focus! That’s exactly how she wanted me thinking!

Either way, as she hopped up to the center, her smirk remained plastered on her face. Wearily I approached her. I flinched a bit as she extended her hand, offering a handshake. I eyed her hand suspiciously and studied her innocent expression.

Knowing it’d only make me look bad if I denied it, I cautiously accepted, taking her hand and leaning in to whisper, “I saw what you did to my friend. You attacked him, humiliated him… and will not forgive you. You’re going down.”

Yang just chuckled with a casual roll of her eyes. “You mad about that? That’s strange, he sure seemed to be enjoying himself after I was through with him… just a few more moments, you’ll know what that’s like~”

Shooting her a serious look, I let her go and stepped back. We waited there until the match was signaled to officially begin. The moment the call for it to commence came, I began to rush forward. But I stopped in my tracks when I saw Yang close that gap before I could even get going. And she was ready to unleash her power on me.

Her arm was reared back, her fist cocked, just before it crashed into my gut, doubling me over. She was fast… and not only that, she packed a lot of power into that blow, my eyes went wide from shock as the pain set in, the air leaving my lungs, allowing me to only vaguely squeal in agony. Sinking to my knees, I found myself looking up at her.

With barely a twitch of visible motion, Yang uncorked a vicious kneelift that blasted into the bottom of my chin, rocking my head back and sending me onto the floor. As I stared up at the ceiling I quickly came to realize I was in for a battle. My view was blocked off when Yang stepped up, a foot on either side of my face. She gave two playful smacks to her ass before going off her feet, aiming to slam herself assfirst onto my head. 

My own speed came into play however as I just narrowly managed to roll out from under her backside. I thought I could perhaps get the advantage off of that misstep, but to my shock, Yang actually got back on her feet before I could. 

All the same, I took a mighty swing at her face. But it didn’t come close to hitting, she evaded that with the greatest of ease before returning fire, this time with a sweeping kick to the ribs. I hollered as I again fell to my knees, Yang holding onto my hair to keep my head upright. She proceeded to turn around and nail me with a hip attack, taking me onto my back. 

It was faint but I heard some chuckles from the crowd as I reeled from that blow. It was hardly a smother but even so, her ass had made contact with my face now and I was shocked at how solid it felt, it was very much as though I were being punched in the face.  

I tried not to think about how nice the visual of it hurtling towards me was as Yang seemed to be allowing me to scramble to my feet. She gave me a wink, “How’d that feel, huh? Do you doubt that I can kick your ass with mine?”

My patience was always running out with her, if she wanted to play games with me she shouldn’t have hurt my comrade. I barked, “Have your fun now, because no one’s going to pine for your ass when I’m done with you. You’re about to get spanked!”

Unsheathing my sai, I rushed forward and started stabbing towards her, but she didn’t seem to have much trouble dodging this. She maintained that casual smile on her face as she backed away, easily evading shot after shot. After a dozen or so, she circled around and stood behind me. Keeping my weapon readied for another stab, I whirled around, only to see nothing but her staggering cleavage. 

Yang had leapt my way, and her sizeable breasts were the first things to touch me. They slammed into my face, pressing deeply against me as the rest of her body soon followed, and I collapsed under her weight, my sai falling to the ground. She grabbed my wrists and pinned me down to the ground. 

“Hah! Maybe you’re a titman instead, is that the problem?” Yang asked with a smirk. “If so I got the cure for that, I think you’ll agree...”

For a moment I was frozen there, stunned by the position I’d found myself in. And they were just… so soft. Less than half of them were even exposed for me and yet still there was enough titty to smother my face… if she’d let those bosoms loose, I could only assume they’d overtake my whole head. I never realized, how badly I needed a pair of breasts in my face…

L-Later! In private, not in front of all these fans! And certainly not from someone like her! FOCUS! I had to get out from there… I needed to escape from those, nngh, big soft pillowy mounds of feminine flesh… 

God they were so lovely. I just wanted to climb into her deep cleavage and live there for the rest of my days… use them as pillows to drift off into the most peaceful slumber of my life… gah, I needed to stop letting this happen!

I wriggled beneath her, trying to escape the soft, luscious prison I was entrapped in, but to no avail, other than Yang’s chuckling. “Aww, you don’t like ‘em…? Give it some time, get comfy down there, I think you’ll learn to enjoy yourself...”

She bounced up and down on me, her titties pumping on and off my face. With a shake of her shoulders her bountiful boobies swayed from side to side, brushing against my cheeks repeatedly. I found myself moaning into her chest, the muffled noise causing the slightest visible vibration of her supple breasts.

There was no point in denying that I enjoyed this, but it was still way too embarrassing, not to mention the fact that it’d be a guaranteed loss if I just let her have her way with me. I couldn’t let my team down, my school down, just for some time with her body. Even if it was the most beautiful, shapely, alluring figure I’d ever seen… e-even so! I had... I had to resist! I guess.

So I continued to push against her hands with all my might, but I couldn’t believe it; she was really, really strong, way stronger than I was. I mean I’d been overpowered before, by some boys and some girls, that’s just the nature of things when you do what we do, but never like this. I couldn’t budge her… it’s like she was on an entirely different level. 

As I grunted and groaned in frustration and effort, failing miserably to do so much as force her to readjust whilst her breasts bore down intensely and smothered my breath away, I’d truly never felt more emasculated. That time that one bully pantsed me and pushed me bottomless into the girl’s locker room had finally been topped, tragic as it was to say. Atleast that only made me feel small on the outside… but that was another story. 

After a few moments, Yang released my hands, just having fun with my inferiority as she put her hands behind her back. My own hands free, I grabbed her by the shoulders and continued trying to push her away from me. That tactic still failing, I instead attempted to roll her off of me… but the girl just wasn’t budging.

Just when I started to really be hurting for air, she mercifully pulled herself off, sitting on my lower abdomen. I gasped for air as she relented, “Okay, I get it, you don’t like my breasts… that kinda hurts, but it’s not your fault. If you don’t want them, you don’t have to have them… if it makes you happy, you will never, ever come in contact with them again.”

Obviously I can’t know for sure what my expression looked like, but as the deadpan stare she held for a few moments evaporated into pointing and laughing, I could tell I looked pained at that thought. My cheeks went flush as any hope of convincing her I WASN’T smitten with her body went out the window, there was no hiding that lust.

“Aww, poor thing, poor thing, relax… I was only joking.” she explained, patting my head. “Trust me, you have a LOT of smothering in your future, from all areas of my body~”

Biting my lower lip, from aggravation and also trying to hold in my excitement for her promise, I again grabbed her by the shoulders, shoving as hard as I could and this time causing her to roll off of me. She sprang right to her feet and waited for me to rise as well. I got up to the sound of more raucous laughter, though in truth the chuckling had never ceased, they were definitely louder as I stood. Looking down I could see the source... during all that dominant smothering, my penis had become fully erect and it was blatantly obvious in my rather skinny pants.

“Oh man, looks like I need to watch out...” Yang noted with a faux concern. “You’ve got a concealed, super secret weapon!”

“Shut up and fight!” I snapped, grabbing my weapon and gearing up for another stab. But before I could even launch it, she rushed up and came face to face with me, literally. She was much too close to stab now, and her eyes were inches from my own as she stared deep into them. I was close enough to feel the heat coming off of her, close enough to take in the scent of her hair, rich with the soft fragrance of a gentle perfume. 

Shaking that thought from my brain, I swung anyway, aiming an elbow at her beautiful face. Yang swiftly rushed out of my presence and ended up behind me. I didn’t like that at all so I whirled to face her. I looked just in time to see her rearing back a punch. In that next instant, I felt it, an enormous punch right to my chest that shockingly actually sent me flying. Yes, I mean that… I went hurtling towards the air, so powerful was her attack, that I ended up slapping into the mountainous hillside.

My back rammed hard into the solid cliff-face, and I bounced off, landing facefirst on the ground. I realize how nonsensical, crazy even, that this might sound. But that’s just the world I was in, you could only be so surprised about how strong your opponent is. 

Sitting up, I was in a daze as I stared forward to see her rushing towards me at a high speed. I couldn’t help but yelp as I saw her lovely figure bound and bounce it’s way towards me. I just tried my best to block as she sent her instep crashing into my chest, the top of her boot slamming right into my heart.

Gasping in anguish, I was gripping my chest and coughing. I tried to scramble up to my feet, but the force of her attacks had more of an effect on me than I thought, and I found myself collapsing again, staring at the ground. As I desperately tried to regain my bearings, I saw a lengthy brown boot hit the dirt. Looking up, I saw Yang just sitting there, casually taking off her other boot. She extended her leg into the air and playfully wriggled her toes… her feet were, surprisingly dainty, actually kind of cute…

“Heh… have I finally found what you like?” she asked, causing me to gradually tear my gaze away and look her in the eye. She smiled a cheeky smile, “Caught you staring~”

Dammit.

As she sat there across from me, she thrust her bare foot into my face. I flinched, thinking she was launching a kick my way, but she stopped short. I opened my eyes to see her foot mere centimeters away. She pressed it gently against me, right between the eyes, and it brushed down my nose, before slowly pressing into each cheek. 

This put my mind in a weird place, as I found myself unable to move, mystified by the feeling and aura that emanated from her foot. Her toes planted just beneath my nose, giving me no choice but to take in the smell and there was something wickedly alluring about it. Were I any less in control of myself than I already was, I might’ve been unable to resist the urges I’d been feeling, to kiss or even lick it.

The mounting laughter of my continued embarrassment finally snapped me out of it however, enough to put up a feeble effort to slap her foot away. I couldn’t muster any real force, but this did seem to egg her onto upping the ante, as the toes of her other foot prodded my stomach. Whilst the balls of one foot pressed deeper into my face, her other caressed down my torso, into my groin. I was agape in shock as her soft foot went down the bulge formed by my erection. The burst of friction was short but intense.  

My mouth was forced open by this, allowing Yang to thrust a foot into into, pressing against my tongue. This sparked something in me all in itself… and as her other foot again went down my penis, I realized this was ending in messy and humiliating fashion. 

This finally gave me enough incentive to shoot up to my feet. I delivered a desperate, swift stomp to her face that seemed to merely take her off-guard more than hurt her, but it gave me a window to run away. 

And that I did, after sheathing my sai I dashed up the hill, especially as she rushed after me, staying hot on my trail. Glancing back, I could tell from the expression on her face that she wasn’t particularly straining, giving me the impression she wasn’t running as hard as she could, yet she easily kept up with me. It’s like she was toying with me, just enjoying the chase.

Of course I couldn’t win by running away and I wasn’t ready to give up yet, but it was clear I needed to figure out some kind of unique strategy, I needed space, I needed to buy time. And, I needed to avoid her attacks… not to mention her seduction. That was all on my mind as I just kept running, the surface on the mountain they created was smooth enough it was basically a spiraling ramp as we made our way to the top. 

After a few moments of this chase, I saw the peak. I knew I couldn’t run for much longer, I had to strike now. So I ducked down and rolled backwards, effectively tackling Yang, clipping her legs out from under her. This actually worked, taking her by surprise and tripping her up, she landed facefirst in front of me. Knowing I needed to capitalize, I rushed at her and dove in for an attack, but she recovered far faster than I expected, hopping first to her feet and then up into the air for a fierce hip attack, her ass once again smashing right into my face. 

From the position I was in, this sent my body on a ride, flipping me backwards in mid-air to a complete 180° rotation, I ended up right on my back. 

Yang walked up and lorded over me, a foot on either side of my torso as she bent down to get face-to-face. Her top seemed to hang a bit loose as the view down her cleavage was incredible, it looked as though I was a vigorous jiggle away from seeing her nipples…

“Listen… I know this is embarrassing, I get that. But if you think about it, it’s a lot MORE humiliating when you’re trying to stop me and obviously can’t, yeah?” Yang noted. “If you accept it, if you just have fun with it like your body clearly wants to, atleast then you can say it’s something you were going along with. It’s much less shameful story to tell if you ask me.”

This was enough to get me looking her in the eye again and this monologue only made it sink in further what was happening to me. This woman was beating me up, that was one thing. But she was making me into her little sex toy or whatever, and I couldn’t at all prevent a moment of it.

Sullenly, I looked up at her and asked, “What the hell do you want with me…?”

She grinned. “A boyfriend! Was that not obvious? Heh… Myrtle Moss… I like you. I’ve been watching you all tournament… and you’re really, really cute. You’re courageous even when you’re obviously getting your ass kicked… nice and loyal to your friends and country… mmm, the more I thought about you, the more I wanted to burn all that away and make you my bitch.”

Yang turned around, letting me gaze at her backside. “I realize that sounds super mean and all, but it’s for you as much as me. There’s a lot of comfort in being a sub and I see that in you, hardcore. I think you’ll be really happy with it, if you just give it a shot.” she explained, as she grabbed her waistband and slowly slid her shorts down, stripping them off to reveal her ass, covered only by a very thin thong, her shapely cheeks shown off magnificently. “And you may be a bit more into my tits or my feet right now, but I promise you this much: by the end of today, you will fall in love with my ass.”

A symphony of oohs and awes erupted from the crowd, as they seemed as impressed with her backside as I was… and they didn’t have near the view I was getting. A gentle wiggle saw it sway back and forth… what a truly stunning ass she had. And much to my joy she began slowly lowering it down, her already sizeable cheeks seeming to get bigger and bigger as they came closer and closer. I knew a euphoric smile was spreading on my face, and as though I was being possessed, I saw my hands move up, creeping towards them for a juicy grope.

But at the last second, realization hit and I instead pushed her ass away, forcing her to stumble forward as I desperately crawled out from beneath her and pulled myself up. Knowing I perhaps had just one last gasp to atleast make this a fight, I aimed a forearm at the back of her head. But as though she could see behind her, she ducked my attempt and my momentum carried me in front of her. Not wanting to let her take the advantage back, I launched a back elbow towards her face, but she caught it. 

Her hand keeping a firm grip on my arm, she brought her knee up, her bared kneecap crashing into my stomach and doubling me over. Yang grabbed me by the hair and forced me to look up at her. “Maybe what you need is to see the alternative here. I’ve been going easy on you all this time, I really could’ve beaten you stupid at any point. Let me show what would’ve happened to you if I didn’t like you so much...”

She pulled me in close, into a headlock that happened to press the side of my face into one of her soft, enormous breasts. Holding me in place, she proceeded to batter me with uppercut after uppercut, crashing between my eyes and at the point of my chin. The assault was brutal as it got me bruising in a hurry. She continued talking to me as she worked, “Tell me, doesn’t being smothered by an ample set of tits seem a lot nicer than this? This is a good chance for you to compare and contrast! Do you prefer a bosom in your face… or this?” she finished with a brutal shot to my nose that may have shattered it.

There was no denying the truth to her words, she seemed to be hitting me much harder now. If not for her firm hold on me, her every strike would’ve sent me flying even further than before I’d have to wager. As easily as she was controlling me before, she really was holding back.

Yanking me by the hair, she pulled me in front of her. I was in a daze as I stared at her, barely able to comprehend what was going on as she spat contemptuously in my face. She followed that up with more uppercuts, these smashing thunderously into my midsection, each time her solid fist burying itself deep in my gut. “Tell me friend, does being sat on really seem so bad now? Surely you agree that’s a lot easier to get used to than getting pummeled like this...”

Pushing me to make me stand straight up, Yang proceeded to unleash a series of sweeping roundhouse kicks, her bare foot slapping my face on either side as it swept back and forth, back and forth. As it battered me, her taunting persisted, “And man, doesn’t a footjob sound reeeaaal nice right about now? ‘Cause I mean, those are the options right there. My feet can either give you that… or… THIS!”

Punctuating her statement, she took a small step forward and bent her knee as she raised it high, bringing it up to her considerable chest. There was enough time for me here to really take it all in as her next attack came towards me. It was though she was moving in slow motion as her leg gradually uncoiled into a brutal high kick, the bottom of her foot sailing towards my face. Her legs were entirely exposed and as she flexed and brought about her vicious instep, I could really make out the definition, every cut of her toned limb… so beautiful… so powerful. I was at once filled with admiration and dread. God this was gonna hurt…

And I was right. She unleashed a wicked front stomp that blasted me right between the eyes and sent me sailing backwards. I was hurtling through the air at a rapid pace and I felt like I’d have been sent flying for miles if not for the outcropping of rock that got in my way. My body made a huge crater as I slammed into what was essentially the very peak of the small mountain.

I was on my ass now, slumped against the stone, fearing for my life as Yang slowly walked up and stood between my legs. I raised a hang to try and beg her off, but she ignored it as she knelt down and sent her own hand, to my surprise, down my pants. I found myself squealing in pain as she took a tight hold of my testicles. Her fingers bored down hard on my tender testes and the pain was immense, especially as she slowly pulled me up to my feet by my balls.

Pushing me against the outcropping, she got up in my face and flashed her innocent smile. “See, now this is all I want… to have you by the balls. Which is just to say, to own your nuts to do with as I please. I can be sweet as pie yannow… I can give your manhood a whoooole lot of pleasure… or, well...”

Letting her actions finish for her, she released my nuts but in a flash grabbed me by the ears instead and pulled my head down as her knee rushed up, mercilessly bashing my crotch. 

The force of this blow sent my lower body back, and actually formed another crater that my ass was now firmly planted in. I’d never in my life felt a pain that compared to that. I let loose an uncontrollable holler, my mouth wide open.

A mischievous smile formed as she saw her opportunity and took it, promptly spitting right in my mouth this time. That cut off my screaming in a hurry and got me coughing and choking on her spit in a hurry. Giggling, she lamented, “God you must be really wishing you’d chosen pleasure over pain right now… but before you confirm, lemme finish you first...”

She gave me a villainous smirk before her face turned serious. Amping up the intimidation, she took a moment to crack her knuckles before me as all I could do was watch and wait.

“N-No...” I choked out between coughs, feebly pulling a hand out from the rubble as I pleaded with her, but she acted as though she didn’t notice as she slowly reared her fist back. One more she punched me, square in the face, breaking the stone behind me again. It was a wonder my skull didn’t give way as well. And her onslaught continued in the form of a series of rapidfire shots, one after another her fists pounded my body and the outcropping seemed to evaporate from the force of her attacks.

Yang was incredible, stronger than I’d ever imagined. I was by far the toughest around where I came from but I was helpless, emasculated before her. Her endless combination of blows rained down on my face, chest, stomach, and limbs. And all the while she just seemed to think of this as utterly normal. 

Between a few punches, she shocked me by showing me her gauntlets and letting loose small fireballs that seared into my flesh. She had weapons like that the whole time, but didn’t bother to use them until I was clearly beaten, just to further establish how little she had to try to defeat me. The flames were scorching, but I think her mockery was truly what left me feeling burned. Hm… no, no it was probably the fireballs. 

All the same, my ‘opponent’ didn’t cease her assault until there was no more stone behind me and I fell to my back. My head whipped back, because there wasn’t anything underneath it. I was laying just on the very peak of the mountain at that point, and from that angle, upside down I could see the long fall that seemed to be waiting for me. Like I said, it wasn’t a huge hill, I wasn’t certain the fall would kill me… but I wasn’t certain that it wouldn’t either.

Before I could contemplate this grim thought for long, Yang knelt down and grabbed me by the throat. Roughly, she pulled me up off the ground and held me in the air, choking me. I kicked my legs towards her, flailing in pure desperation, but when she took a step forward, it quickly set in that I was now hanging precariously over thin air. Trying to get her to drop me was now the last thing I wanted to do. So I just went still, entirely at her mercy as her fingers coiled all the more tightly around my windpipe.

Donning her playful smirk one more time, she slowly moved her hand towards my groin as though she were about to toy with my manhood again. But instead of a gentle caress, at the last second she gave me a fingerflick that, with her might, actually felt like a full-fledged kick and forced an embarrassingly high pitched mewling from me. 

I couldn’t believe that this was happening to me, in front of such a large crowd too, the biggest grouping of people I’d ever stood before. It was hard to fathom how I could possibly sustain any more humiliation… I should’ve known I was tempting fate with that thought.

With her free hand, she grabbed me by the waistband and effortlessly, with a single jerk, she ripped off my pants and my underwear at once, my genitals revealed to the world. My only reprieve was that after being rocked so severely, my ears were ringing with far too much intensity for me to hear the surely deafening laughter that had to be filling that stadium. 

“Mmm… yeah, that’ll do.” she commented as she stared at my cock with a smile. “I know that seems particularly mean showing you off to the people like that but I think, in time, you’ll come to love being humiliated in public! There’s a thrill to it that true subs can get... it’s just another thing I can teach you. You’ll understand soon, it’s really for your own good. And now that you’re beaten… it’s finally about time for you to submit yourself to my ass.”

At that point, I had no delusions about winning or saving any kind of face, I just wanted it to end. And frankly if I threw myself into it enough, her toying with me can atleast let me forget about all this suffering, if only for the duration of a climax. So I began trying to voice my submission, but her vice grip on my throat choked out my attempts.

She could seemingly tell this was happening, but merely stated, “Oh no, we’re past the point of just saying it being enough now. Actions speak louder than words… we all know that you want my ass. But I’m going to prove to you… that you absolutely need it.”

Yang whirled me around, now holding me up by the collar of my shirt as I faced away from her. Holding me out to juuust past the edge of the cliff, to my utter horror, she actually let go.

Once again everything went in slow motion. I saw the ground beneath me close in at a glacial pace. My heart raced as I realized that I wasn’t just going to badly lose this fight, but that I might not even survive it at all. But as this rushed towards me, I saw it… illuminated by the sun behind it, like a hero riding in, was Yang’s ass…

She’d performed a frontflip the moment she let go of me. Hanging onto the cliff’s edge, she sent her body hurdling towards me, jutting her ass way out to make sure it was the first and only thing that touched me. It was utter perfection, and that’s exactly how it felt when it slammed into my chest. Now I was pinned to the side of the mountain, with nothing but her beautiful, bodacious backside keeping me from falling to my doom.

...Did I really recall that so casually? Let me say that again, I was hanging precariously, a hundred and a half feet up in the air, with the only thing keeping me alive being this girl’s ass!!! All I could think at that point was, ‘What the hell is my life right now…?’ 

“Man, what the hell is your life right now?” Yang asked, and I can only assume she had a huge smirk on her face as she shook her ass, grinding it into my chest.

Rightfully petrified, I could barely form the words to scream, “What do you w-want from me?!”

“Silly boy, weren’t you listening? I just laid that out.” she replied. “I want you to be my boyfriend. And I want you to admit that you absolutely, positively need my ass.”

“I do! I do!!!” I shouted, desperate to escape this situation. “Please, I’ll do whatever you want, just pull me up!”

“No no, it’s not going down like that! It’s not a matter of me scaring you into agreeing with whatever I say.” she scolded. “It has to be real… you have to learn exactly what I mean. And I think this… is the only way.”

As she spoke, she slowly leaned her hips forward. Her enormous ass, which had been planted so deeply against my chest, gradually made it’s way off of me, until I found myself sliding down the stone. My heart skipped a beat, a cold shiver went down my spine as I realized I was milliseconds from my potential demise.

Panic setting in immediately, I reached forward and wrapped my arms around her lower half. I imagined I’d be pulling her back to me, but even from the position she was in, she was practically immovable for me, and as such I ended up pulling myself towards her instead, leaving me away from the cliff and dangling yet more precariously. 

In that instant I had fallen only a foot or so, but that made quite a notable difference… because as I held her tightly, I wound up thrusting my face right into her ass. Of course that was hardly the time to worry about that. I really gave it no thought, it was let myself be smothered or fall to my doom so I was happy to press myself tightly against her cheeks.

Her large, soft cheeks… if it meant survival, I was content with feeling her smooth flesh as it engulfed my face. I could endure it as with every slight sway, her jiggling, pillowy ass seemed to hug my head, and I felt like I was sinking into a womanly paradise.

I mean, why deny it at that point…? It was hardly a bad place to be. In fact, it was awesome… delightful to look at and even better to feel. If I was going to be there any way, why not enjoy the sensation? The overwhelming, gripping sensation that I felt as her body touched my own… 

As powerful as she was, clearly going through severe strength training, it was really stunning just how delicate and cushioned it felt. If I were on top of it or even squeezed beneath it, I think… I think I could just drift off to sleep. I really couldn’t imagine a more comfortable spot to rest… all I wanted was to lie there forever.

Yeah… yeah, I wanted it. I decided that after she pulled me back up I’d admit that, and ask for more time with it… I hoped that she’d still be as eager about it after I conceded. If she didn’t want to play with me like that anymore, I’d have been so devastated, I mean, I just… I really, really wanted it, and I was finally at the point of admitting it, I… no. Actually I…

“...I need it.” I murmured, slowly taking my face up enough to look up her gorgeous body as she seemed to look down at me, expectantly. My voice took on an awed tone as the epiphany hit me. “I… need your ass. I really do. My whole life, my whole world, my entire existence depends on your ass… it always did, long before I was like this. Before I ever even met you… this is what I was always missing.”

A smile slowly spread on my face as I sunk it back into her inviting, incredibly warm ass. “It’s… everything. Everything I need…”

I heard her giggle. “Finally… you genuinely get it. And even if I couldn’t hear the sincerity in your voice, I know for a fact that dicks… don’t lie.”

Truer words were never spoken and I hadn’t even noticed until she pointed it out, but my cock was fully erect, already twitching as I smothered myself in her flesh.

She bent her legs and the bottoms of her bare feet pressed themselves into my chest and slid down my torso. Yang breathed a sigh of relief, “I’m so glad you’ve finally decided to worship my ass… and now, it’s time to reward you. Heheh… and test just how committed you are.”

I gasped as I felt her feet clasp around my erection. Squeezing gently, they began working up and down my shaft. The little tease before was nothing compared to this. Despite the power she packed behind them when she wanted to, her feet felt so soft and dainty… so very, very delicate despite how firmly they came together around my cock.

Groaning deeply into her ass, I was having the time of my life at that point, and I didn’t care how many were watching or what they thought of me. I was far too preoccupied shaking my head, vigorously motorboating her ass as her feet skillfully jerked me off. I was lost in my own little world as the friction intensified further and further… and I found myself moaning louder and louder and...

My eyes went wide when I realized my grip was loosening. The pleasure was coursing through my body with such fervor that I was starting to lose control. I reasserted my hold, embracing her snugly, bringing my head against her bottom again.

“No… I-I have to hold on...” I muttered, stopping to give a deep kiss to each of her supple asscheeks. “I can’t… stop worshipping… I’m not ready… I need m-more...”

“Hahah, that’s what you’re worried about?” Yang asked, looking down at the long drop that clearly awaited me if I had to let go of her. “...Good~”

She showed me no mercy, her feet speeding up to a rapid velocity as she made my manhood her plaything, claiming clear ownership of my genitals.

My penis twitched violently, building up to an overwhelming extent. I tried my best to hold on, but it was as though my body didn’t belong to me anymore… it was hers and she did with it what she wanted. I think she wanted me to directly experience how little control over my manhood I had, when she was touching me. As I got closer and closer, I found my hold on her lower body loosen to the point where I was down to just gripping her hips with my hands. And my fingers had an even shakier grip…

Sliding gradually down her body, I was on the every edge of my rope… my hands tightly groping her bodacious asscheeks… for dear life, I dug into her soft flesh… because that’s what they deserved. I couldn’t possibly let go… if I had any say… I would never let go.

But her feet gave me no choice, and in that next moment, I came more powerfully than I ever had in my life. My entire body shook with the force of the overpowering climax, shooting my load in a wide arc into the abyss. And before I was even finished… my grip had reached it’s limit, and her beautiful ass slipped through my fingers. 

So I fell… staring right up at Yang and her gorgeous backside as I fell. And that was all I could think of. When for all I knew I wasn’t going to be surviving this fall, all I could do was lament the end of my smothering.

I was so wrapped up in it, I didn’t even feel the sudden stop...

...the next day, I awoke in a room I’d never seen before, in a bed I’d never slept in. As I glanced around, I saw her there, standing by my bedside… it was undoubtedly Yang, in nothing but her bra and panties. 

I bolted up in a hurry at the sight of that, my heart racing as I stared up and down her immaculate body. But even all that adrenaline couldn’t allow me to ignore the searing pain. Dear God, I’d seriously just fallen from the top of a mountain… I gasped in agony as I had to lie right back down.

Yang caressed my face. “Don’t move, babe. You don’t need to do anything more to impress me. Even on the way down… you didn’t yield. I could tell, I could see it in your eyes. Once you started worshipping my ass, you never stopped.”

Even if I wasn’t actively struggling to get air in my lungs, she’d have taken my breath away. So I was really struggling to get the words out as I replied, “Never… want… to stop...”

“Ohh don’t worry. You’ll never have to.” she responded with a smile. “I’m proud of you. You’re going to make an excellent boyfriend. Just gotta work on that grip… but you’ll have plenty of opportunity there, I think~”

She proceeded to climb onto bed with me and sit on top of me, her voluptuous ass pressing firmly against my groin, my cock hard again already. “Now then… I know it feels like that all just happened for you, but going a full night without getting a good smother in has left me antsy. So I hope you’re ready for some more fun...”

Blissfully I replied, “I love you.”

Yang smiled. “Hell yeah you do.”

Rearing her legs back, she swiftly brushed her wonderful feet across my face, enough to remind me of the joy they’d given me. Before the scent even left my nose, she rolled forward, her gigantic, barely-covered breasts flopping down onto my face. A swift shake of her shoulders had them grinding into me, and I truly wished she’d never stop shaking. Yang looked so proud of herself as she raised up from me, ready to cap off this smothering smorgasbord. 

Again she rolled forward, effectively front-flipping… I was truly delighted to see it again, her perfect ass growing even larger than usual as it filled my vision and engulfed me once more...