12 Days of Domming: 1 vs. 12 Pt. 2

• Commissioned by superblue

Some of the rumblings Alf had heard whisked through his head, talk of Auphemia’s mysterious hypnotic powers, and the thought that the lost bureaucrat may well have become her slave upon his visit. Seeing his unquestioning, devout loyalty out of nowhere… it indeed looked like a form of brainwashing had beset him.

“Just stand right there… and if you get knocked down, stand back up in that same place as fast you can.” Auphemia ordered, smirking as he rapidly nodded his head, so overwhelmed with his desire to please her. 

She proceeded to give her torso a twist, with ease sending her humongous heavy breasts flying, smashing right into Thomas’ face with staggering, knockout power, dropping him like a bag of rocks to the floor. Alf was stunned, and yelled, “Hey! STOP!”

But Thomas scrambled right up to his feet with a smile, despite the bruise forming on his left cheek. Auphemia repeated this motion from the other side, crashing into his face once again and taking him back down to the floor. Alf couldn’t stand the sight of her punishing this brainwashed man, so he swiftly took his sword back up off the floor and came rushing up the steps at high speed.

Auphemia saw him, but paid him no mind, grabbing Thomas and pulling him in to gently, yet firmly pummel him with her tits. As Alf reached the top of the balcony and strode over towards her, the mistress donned a villainous smirk before nailing Thomas right under the chin with a titty uppercut that took him off the floor, sending him flying with a backflip right over the railing. Alf was horrified, shouting “NO!” as he dove to try and catch his leg. But he was too late and Thomas plummeted, a dazed, gleeful smile on his glazed over face as he landed brutally against the solid marble.

As Alf looked down in sheer fright, Auphemia chuckled. “The monsters, I’m doing for a higher purpose. But that…? That, I did for a big gaggle of shits and giggles…”

Thomas was laid out, cracks in the floor from his massive fall… his eyes glazed over as his body was motionless, a huge smile frozen on his face which showed no signs of consciousness. Alf asked, “I-Is… is he…?!”

“Dead? Maybe. Who cares, really… I can find a slave like him anywhere.” she shrugged. 

Alf growled and turned to her, his sword high above his head as he tried to bring it down onto her. Unlike her maid squad, Auphemia made no attempt to avoid this, instead swinging her chest up, letting her huge, soft tits touch the solid steel… his sword bounced right off, the recoil staggering him backwards. He stared at his sword, shocked by what just happened… were her breasts seriously that strong?

Auphemia gestured for him to approach with a beckoning finger, daring him to try again. “Go ahead and try me, Alfy-boy. Because now that you’ve heard what I’m doing and seen what just happened… I have to make sure you don’t tell anyone a damned thing ever again. Your every outcry will be muffled by tons of titflesh… so go ahead, bring it on~”

He readied his sword, gritting his teeth. He had bested ten tits already... he felt he was prepared for two more...

Though it had to be said, those two tits were unlike anything he’d ever seen. They were already staggering from afar, but up close…? It was hard to comprehend them, it was hard to believe they were real, in spite of all the mad batshit things he’d seen in his day. I mean from a few feet away, they practically took up his entire field of vision. They were overwhelming in every sense, so huge that they more than bordered on freakish, they shattered the definition. There were massive to the point that you’d think it’d be grotesque, but somehow they were built so perfectly… so remarkably perky and round and soft and pillowy. It was as though they themselves were built in a lab, scaled to an immaculate degree to fully draw in every male gaze imaginable and leave them defenseless before she so much as batted an eye their way. 

He shook his head of these thoughts. He just saw a presumably innocent get smacked off a balcony and left for dead by those breasts, they were nothing to be enamored by sexually. Even if his cock was still raging and he was so thoroughly warmed up from dealing with the maids that even a regular pair of tits would be impossible for him to ignore in his state, let alone the single greatest set of breasts that he’d ever seen and, to his imagination, had ever existed on this fair Earth…

His allowing himself to get distracted allowed Lady Auphemia the first strike, and she wasted no time taking the opportunity, rushing forward and delivering an almost casual boobbump to his face that knocked him on his ass.

Alf was stunned, looking up at her with a gasp. She just smiled proudly, shaking her head. He could still feel them… their incredible, unbelievable softness leaving an imprint, a microcosm of the sensation on his cheeks… he shuddered a bit as he forced himself to his feet, knowing he’d have to truly steel himself to win this.

Of course, his cock was one step ahead of him, having steeled itself long ago. It was perhaps more solid than his sword at that point and was embarrassingly obvious in his tight spandex pants, looking as though he’d genuinely smuggled another weapon within them. He felt the only real way to deal with the situation was to try and end things quickly before he came in battle… again. For some reason he’d had that issue a lot in recent times and while he’d always survived obviously, it certainly put him in a hole…

It’s not like he was a horndog or anything, these women were just too damn sexy! And here was thinking about it again, which is why Auphemia was easily able to boobbump once again and take him to the floor. He blushed as she shook her tits… even the barest of movements causing them to sway and jiggle mercilessly. He attempted to look away but literally could not even begin to.

Fortunately he was able to remind himself of his previous thought, and as he jumped to his feet, he held his sword out high. A glow surrounded his body, and he could feel his strength growing… through use of magic, he’d imbued himself with a great Power Boost! Lady Auphemia simply looked on, interested at this display, rather than attacking. 

So Alf proceeded to take the initiative, performing a slash attack and once again letting the energy wave fly towards her. If a regular sword blow didn’t work, he was sure this one would… it knocked out Camil, and that was before he’d supercharged his attack power! So he was confident as it hurdled towards Lady Auphemia who just eyed it with a knowing little smile…

She proceed to do a little twirl and fearlessly hit the energy wave with her fantastical endowment. To Alf’s astonishment, the wave dissipated against her flesh. She let out a little exhale, showing it probably stung a touch, but not enough to do any real damage… suffice to say, he didn’t see that coming.

“Not a bad opener… now here’s mine.” she remarked, darting in and tackling him to the ground. He was stunned by her speed… on some level, he thought such immense breasts would weigh her down, but no, she was actually much faster than her lesser-endowed (purely comparatively, of course) underlings. 

Lady Auphemia proceeded to bear her tits down onto Alf’s groin and brushed them up and down his awaiting genitals. Despite being through the pants, the stimulation was unreal, his arousal somehow grew even further as she pressed the hefty weight of her thick, smooth bosoms against his impossibly hard erection. It was really only for a few seconds, but it was more than enough to put him in a dream-like state for a good bit. 

As she stood up, she chuckled herself. “Never imagined a sensation like that, eh…? Well, good luck ever imagining anything else now~”

She turned to look down to Sejna, who was kneeling over and checking on the status of the fallen Thomas. She looked up and reported, “He still breathes, my Lady. It would seem he is likely to recover, should we care to treat him...”

“Eh, we’ll see how generous I feel once I’ve finished off our ACTUAL great hero...” she dismissively replied. “For now, tend to the other maids and revive them if you can… I can absolutely handle him on my own, but I think for this one, adequately humbling him will be a group effort...”

The head maid humbly bowed and did as she said, going one by one to her fallen compatriots and aiding and healing them until they awoke. Meanwhile, Auphemia watched Alf rise, his cock twitching madly as he lifted his sword up slowly.

He went for a swing, and again she did nothing to avoid it, letting the blade bounce harmlessly off her tits, causing little more than another humongous jiggle upon impact. Auphemia then struck, spinning her body to swing her tits into the side of his face. This staggered him… and, her remarkable speed came into play as she dashed up and nailed him with an uppercut to the chin. This hit him with such stunning force that it just about bent him over backwards. And as he was trying desperately not to trip, he ended up looking up to see Auphemia standing him and lording over him. She bent down in such a way that her immacule breasts swung downwards, the bottoms of them smashing into his face and taking him down. 

The combination was shocking in every single way… he couldn’t understand how something so soft and pillowy and wondrous to the touch, in spite of their size, could ever hurt so much. 

“...Bathing in the afterglow yet?” she remarked, with a chuckle. “Hmmm, no, looks like you haven’t cum yourself quite yet… lot of guys do it on the first hit, especially if they’ve met my guard first. It’s genuinely impressive that you’ve lasted even this long… but, not to be rude, but I’m a little busy, got region lord shit to do, so I’d like to speed it along...”

She crawled on top of Alf and again brushed her breasts up and down his blatant erection, causing him to convulse. He gasped and panted, his hips buckling… he found himself swiftly teetering on the edge of an impending climax. He shuddered and quivered… his dick had been teased for what felt like ages and even though he knew he’d hate himself for it, part of him just wanted to give in to the urge…

“...Heh, just kidding. I ain’t got a damn thing to do today.” she chuckled before pulling up, leaving him painfully close, yet fleetingly far from an orgasm. “I can play with you for as long as I like… and there’s not a damn thing you can do about it with all your strength.”

She leapt forward, and her tits came down on his face. She didn’t go full-bore, as if she did, she would’ve likely knocked him out on the spot. But no, she just smothered him with enough force for him to feel her dominance. She grabbed the back of his head, pulling him in deeper as she rolled, and now he found himself on his front, his dick achingly pressed into her crotch as his face was buried beyond recognition in her tits. 

Lady Auphemia pulled him in closer and when she let her arms go, his head remained in her breasts… for a moment he had the clarity to try and pull himself out, but his body couldn’t muster the strength, he didn’t quite have the will to leave. He felt like his head was being hugged by heaven itself, as though Auphemia was a buxom angel come to take him away from the comparatively titless mortal coil…

She sat up, and his head remained where it was. As she stood, his face remained firmly in place, sandwiched between her luscious titflesh as they by proxy forced him up to his feet. Auphemia finally relinquished her titty hold on his head as she took a step back. He was out on his feet, not from pain but from the pure, uncontrollable lust…

Auphemia proceeded to twirl again and smack him square in the cheek with her swinging breasts, this time with enough force to send him flying, literally as he was airborne! Then, with such incredible speed, as though she were teleporting, she darted around to meet him at his landing zone. With another few twists of her torso, she met him with two more titsmacks to the face. She followed up with a downward thrust, letting her heavy tits land solidly on the crown of his head.

This would’ve easily sent him face first onto the ground, if not for her ducking down and raising back up, to meet him with another titty uppercut which sent him sprawling back, again flying through the air. She leapt up and twirled at a high enough velocity to again intercept him, and she timed her jump perfectly so that her descent saw her wildly bouncing breasts naturally fall right onto his face. The force was enough to knock him right out of the air and send him onto his back, entirely shocked and twitching…

Before that day, Alf had no idea a women’s bosoms could even be used as a weapon. Minutes after he was introduced to the concept, now he was seeing it mastered. And in his few lucid thoughts, he was beginning to wonder if he’d ever seen more dangerous weapons in all his time of heroism.

That thought was interrupted by her once again going down and rubbing her tits into his genitals, this time grabbing her boobs and alternating grinds… once again, she brought him to the brink only to deny him an orgasm by hopping away. He grunted and groaned, seething in frustration… of course the last thing he wanted to do was admit his lust, but it was painfully obvious on his usually hard-to-read face.

“Mmmm, wow, you’re really pent up, aren’t you? And to think, I’ve barely just begun working you over...” she mused. “Shit’s about to get real uncomfortable for you here if you’re already at your limit. Heheheh… what’s the matter, feeling a little blue?”

Embarrassed and in pain, Alf finally got his wits about him enough to struggle to his feet. Hoping to avoid letting her get to him so severely again, he went for another swing of his sword. But when she moved to dodge with her tits, he revealed this to be a feint, as he instead went for a kick to her stomach. But thanks to her quickness and the sheer size of her tits, she managed to bend down in time to smack his leg to the floor.

He groaned as he held his knee, hissing in pain. 

“Heh… trying to direct your attacks away from my tits, eh? Not a bad idea...” she remarked, before proudly puffing her chest out and shaking them before him. “...but you hardly have to aim at these to hit them. Hell… good luck missing ‘em~”

She dashed forward, and Alf was simply not ready to contend with her speed at that point, he had been far too worn down by the ordeal thus far. He was much removed from 100% whereas Auphemia was clearly just getting started.

As such, there wasn’t much he could do as she performed a mid-air spin that saw her again smashing her tits up into the bottom of his chin, uppercutting him with enough force to take him off of his feet. And as he sailed up through the air, Auphemia leapt up and repeated the motion, her body twirling sideways as she sent a second titty uppercut that smashed his face and brought him even higher… and she jumped with so much power that her momentum carried her forward, enough to hit him a third time!

This brought him down hard on the floor, as Auphemia landed with elegance on her feet. She laughed as he forced his way up meekly to his feet, using his sword to prop himself. 

“Man, you are really hurting now, huh…? You look like you could go for a nice, smooth motorboating right about now.” she remarked as she stepped up towards him, her hips swaying with sensuous confidence. “Well, tough titties. I’m about to make the famous hero infamous… my Big Titty Martial Arts style will sweep the world over once word gets out that Alf himself lost to my boobs! Heheh… too bad, it’ll really smother your reputation...”

Alf meekly muttered, “You may… have the advantage… but know that no matter how b-beaten my body becomes, I will never… stop fighting.” as he rose his sword up high, his hands quivering from it’s weight as his strength was sapped. “I… have dedicated my life… to being a hero! And that means standing up to even the strongest, most deadly of threats and fighting through the worst of pains!”

His voice slowly rose in confidence, that hero spirit shining through him as he charged her. “I swear to you! No matter what befalls me, I, Alf, shall-!”

Auphemia met him with a swift kick to the balls, cutting off his heroic speech and doubling him over as his sentence ended in a short pained groan. She proceeded to twirl and give him one last decisive titsmash to the side of the head… his lights were out before he hit the floor.

He wasn’t unconscious for long, merely a minute or so before he found himself slapped awake. As he groaned and his blurred vision returned to him, the first thing he noticed was that his arousal survived the knockout as he was just as hard as ever… and now on display, as his pants had been removed. The second thing he noticed was the six figures now surrounding his fallen form.

“He’s awake.” Camil announced as she stood, having just finished slapping him into consciousness. She looked quite curmudgeonly, having just been awoken herself. 

“Look at you...” Auphemia shook her head as he slowly came to, seeing that Auphemia and the five maids were all around him, back on their feet. After doing so well earlier, it was now fair to say our brave hero was well and truly boned as he lazily looked up at the lordess. “Heheheh. Knocked out by the knockers, just like everyone else… to think, this guy literally killed Satan himself and even HE can’t best these breasts!”

“Curse you…” he murmured.

“Heheheh… ah, I think now’s a great time for you to surrender, buddy. You’ve fought well, atleast until you got to me. Submit to our tits now and preserve your dignity.” she remarked, without a hint of irony. “Or you can keep going and face a titbashing the likes of which this world has never seen…”

Once more, he picked himself up with his sword as a cane. He struggled to even speak, but his defiant tone came through as he grumbled and grimaced. Auphemia shrugged, “Still ain’t had enough of ‘em, huh…? Well, can’t says I blame ya. Heheheh… this will be a lot more fun anyway.”

She gave a side glance to all of her maids, who promptly took a battle stance. This time, Alf didn’t even have time to raise up his sword. 

Auphemia came in with another twisting shot, smacking his face with her breasts and sending him staggering back. He stumbled and turned right into Sejna, who graced him with a swift titty slapping, swinging them back and forth and blasting both his cheeks a couple of times. She proceeded to boobbump him back to her boss, who delivered a solid tit-thrust to the small of his back, stunning him with shocking pain as her breasts blasted his spine.

This stunned him, leaving him open for Camil to rush in front of him and grab him by the wrists. “Take THIS!” she yelled as she pulled him towards her and bashed him in the face with her massive breasts. He staggered backwards, again into Auphemia’s grasp. She jumped up and smashed her tits into the back of his head, doubling him over as Loretta seemingly teleported in front of him, kneeling down a few feet away. She charged in like a bullet and thrust her tits up into his chin with a mighty leaping titty uppercut.

Alf was airborne now, and entirely out of it as he sailed comically towards Sejna who greeted him with a leaping tittyuppercut of her own. He flew right back to Camil, who repeated her attack with a smile and a laugh, sending him back to Sejna who replied in kind. “Haha, I love playing Boobyball!” Camil cried out, as their tits treated Alf’s head like a volleyball.

She gave him one last shot that sent him over to Lusy, who leapt up and spiked him, her tits crashing into the back of his head and sending him to the floor… where he of course painfully landed on his everlasting erection, strangely not faltering amidst all of this titty carnage. 

“What seems to be the issue, Mr. Alf? Can you not a handle a pair of breasts?” Sejna asked, as she stepped up and lorded over him, bending down to show excess cleavage. Her face showed no emotion, but a hint of pride could be heard in her words. “That is most unfortunate… because we have barely even begun.”

He could barely even hear her, so dazed by the sudden onslaught. Somewhere in the chaos his sword was sent flying and he barely even realized it. And then, his sight faded to black and his hearing was muffled as well, as Loretta flew out of nowhere and fell titsfirst onto his face, her huge thick breasts engulfing his head. She was as emotionless as ever as she methodically smothered him, brushing her heavy tits back and forth across his face. He could barely so much as squirm beneath her.

“...Beaten already?” she asked in her hushed tone. “...Pitiful. Maybe I should stay like this… and make sure you never wake up…”

“Not before I take his head off!” Camil cried as she pulled the stoic Loretta off of him and yanked Alf to his feet, again pulling him in to her oncoming tits. This smash sent him staggering right towards Alcia who, rather than bash him like everyone else, held him in an embrace, pulling his face gently into her incredibly welcoming cleavage.

“Mmm, and not before I get that sweet, sweet cum on my tits...” Alcia swooned.

“Tch… I wouldn’t have passed him to you if I knew you were gonna do that.” Camil rolled her eyes. “C’mon, send him back!”

Alcia smiled and shrugged as she gave Alf a push to the chest that forced him out of her womanly chest and had him again stumbling over to Camil. She leapt up into the air and gave him a mighty breast smash that took him to the floor. 

Seeing him down though, and gazing at his erection as it twitched freely, Alcia couldn’t help herself… she dove onto his prone form and hugged his wanting cock with her tits. She moaned along with Alf as his ecstasy immediately hit a new peak. But Auphemia spoke up, “Now, Alcia… I know how much you love cock, but behave yourself. You know we need to give him a serious case of blueballs before he’s truly ours...”

“D’awwww can’t I give him just one good climax first…?” she pouted, wanting for all the world to perform her beloved paizuri, her tits instead just teasingly pushed against his very, very wanting member.

“When we’re ready to start making him cum, I promise you’ll be the first.” she assured her. “But for now, please leave his johnson alone.”

“Okayyy...” Alcia whined as she rose up, her tits brushing teasingly against his quivering member as she stood. 

“Mmm, that thing could go off at any time right now...” Auphemia murmured. 

“Fret not, I’ll handle it.” Sejna calmly stated as she stepped forward a delivered a punt kick, thrusting her pump into his bared, swollen testicles. As Alf cried out in agony, Sejna mounted him, her crotch straddling his stomach as she leaned down and performed a swift, solid titslapping, grunting lightly as she put her all into bashing his face with her massive breasts.

As this went on, Auphemia whispered into Alcia’s ear and she was delighted at what she heard. She moved in between Alf’s legs and again nestled his cock into her bosoms, freely brushing up and down, caressing his penis with her tits. But this time, just seconds after a brutal shot to the balls, he was in no shape to cum, instead just groaning in agonized, frustrated lust as well as pain from Sejna’s continued slapping.

“Ehehehe, another one succumbs to pleasure~” Alcia swooned, staring off into space as her tits teased Alf’s member. “Not that I’m one to judge… he is just a man after all, and I’ve never met a man that can handle these girls~”

“Please stop talking to yourself...” Camil sighed.

From that point onward, Alf’s mental state was pretty much broken by the stunning pain and uncontrollable lust. His recollection became nothing but brief flashes…

He was forcibly pulled to his feet, and the women continued to bash him with their bosoms, and he could barely even tell who anymore, or which direction they were sending him. Eventually he was on the floor, hearing Camil’s boisterous voice. “UNGH! Yeah, get down on the floor, loser! Look at you! You look pathetic, you ARE pathetic! Stay down, wimp!”

But the girls had no intention of actually letting him stay down, no matter how little resistance was able to offer. Moments after, Lusy had him pinned to the wall via her tits digging into his chest, as she rammed her knee into his exposed, vulnerable balls. She then alternated between caressing his cock with her kneecap and bashing his nuts with it, repeatedly bringing him to the peak of orgasm before violently denying it, gazing lifelessly into his eyes all the while…

Next thing he knew, Sejna was pushing her tits into his face, running the soft smooth titflesh up and down his cheeks only to pass him off to Auphemia, who grabbed him by the back of the head and repeatedly pulling him into her oncoming tits, relentlessly smashing him with her gargantuan breasts, each of which were far bigger than his head to begin with.

She let him go, letting him dazedly slide from her massive mammaries to the floor. And as she looked down at him, she made a gesture to the maids, both fists clenched as she raised them, basically the motion one would make if they were, say, flashing their tits to someone. She proceeded to step out of her heels, and take off her skirt. Alf tried desperately to get his bearings during this short lull, scanning the room… and to his shock, he saw the maids all pulling down their dresses, letting their titanic tits flop freely. 

He couldn’t believe his eyes… not only were they so impossibly huge, but they were beautiful… each and every one of them. If not for the accumulated shots to the nuts, he likely would’ve cum purely from the sight. 

From there, it was a sheer blur of bared breast, as they became the only things he could see or feel or even comprehend… bashing and pushing against his bared flesh. His shirt was ripped roughly from his body at some point, just to give them more bare skin to put their freed titties against. 

He recalled visions of Loretta’s blinding speed, as she seemed to dart right through him with brutal booby bashes to his chest as she passed. He staggered on his feet, and nearly found himself falling facefirst into them, but she denied him this, backing away and instead giving him another brutal titty uppercut. 

Lusy followed up with a combination of her own, her tits smashing the sides of his face, the back of his head and another staggering uppercut to his chin that sent him flying several feet off the floor. She then leapt up after him, twirling with a devastating titsmash that sent him back to the floor with so much force he bounced right off it. She landed just as he found himself falling back down towards her, and she finished with a leaping backflip that saw her tits smack wickedly into his face, putting him on the floor as she continued to sail and land hard right on his face, sitting on him as she contemptuously taunted, “That’s where a man belongs...”

Boobies smacked and smothered and bashed him relentlessly… he again fell to the floor, onto his side, where his cock quivered with a sure oncoming ejaculation. This time Lusy caught it, delivering a brutal soccer-style kick to his testicles… and then another and another, relentlessly punishing his balls. 

Camil enjoyed bullying the utterly beaten and defenseless Alf, shoving her tits into his face and pushing with all her might, until he ended up falling to the floor, pinned beneath them. Smirking, she pulled him back up to his feet, keeping him in her tits as the other maids surrounded him. They all reached out and held him in place… he didn’t recall hearing or seeing any signal for this collusion, but then, he barely recalled anything that happened between these events. All he knew is that they all kept him standing this time as she again pushed her tits against his head… the pressure was amazing as her breasts threatened to crush his skull…

Alcia was the only one who was ever gentle with him, her loving titsmothers allowing brief reprieves between violent titsmacks and aggressive grinding. His mind was truly beginning to go though, as he knew Alcia was the one who pulled him into her tits but she actually traded places with Sejna mid-smother and he didn’t notice, nor did he realize he was now on the floor again, pinned beneath the heavy weight of titflesh. Meanwhile, Auphemia’s barefoot was running up and down his quivering shaft… once again brought to the very brink, before her heel came down solidly against his balls, causing him to scream right into Sejna’s smothering breasts.

It was true Marshmellow Hell, or titty heaven depending on how you looked at it. Regardless, it was a seemingly unending cavalcade of boobage coming his way and while they would strike against his stomach and back and caress against his chest, they never seemed to leave his face and head for long. Sejna enjoyed squeezing his face with her tits, only to use them to fling him to the floor like a titty-based judo throw.

Lusy seemed to take special pleasure in being the one to dole out ballbusting punishment when the time came to deny him another orgasm, delivering another soccer kick to his prone figure and again pushing him against the wall to tease and blast him with her knee. 

At one point, Alcia had him from behind, her hands reaching around to his groin… she smiled and giggled daintily as she ran her erect nipples up his back and pushed firmly but gently against his testicles.

He found himself soon sandwiched between Sejna and Loretta’s tits, his head engulfed whilst Camil and Lusy held his legs open and Alcia of course gently grasped his cock, raising it out of the way whilst Auphemia cradled his damaged testicles in her hand… his moans were obvious, even muffled though they were by the four incredible bosoms that smothered his entire head, and just before he came, Auphemia gave his nuts a tight squeeze to ruin it, followed by a solid punch to the scrotum just for good spite.

Sejna backed away from the hold, leaving the side of his head pressed firmly against Loretta’s tits whilst the other maids continued to hold him, and Auphemia continued to alternate between fondling and squeezing his tender testes. Sejna then let loose with the titty slapping from hell, shaking her chest rigorously as her enormous, soft, smooth, bare tits smashed against his entirely still head, having nowhere to go and no means of taking the blows other than absorbing every single shot head-on…

This continued for a while, even after he was again rendered unconscious. Not that he could really tell the difference, and none of the women punishing him seemed to care either, continuing on. The next thing Alf knew, Alcia had him from behind again, this time with her tits wrapping around his head, the back of his head pushed all the way into her chest as her boobs, such was their size, managed to engulf his face even from that position. As she lovingly brushed them up and down his cheeks, this did well to hold him upright as Auphemia gave him a handjob, her firm grip pumping him incessantly… he’d been put through a true blueballing ringer and his cock was practically begging for release… but still, she didn’t give it to him, cutting him off with a mighty downward pump that saw her hand smash into his engorged and swollen nuts. 

Another flurry of titbashes followed as the maids seemed to be taking turns thrusting their breasts into his face and again sending him staggering from breast to breast. He ended up backed up into Auphemia, who pushed her tits into his back and ran them up and down his shivering spine, reaching forward to grab and squeeze his balls with a chuckle.

To say that the man was beaten would be a gross understatement. He had been put into a deep, lustful trance long ago and still they continued pummeling and teasing him with their tits. He’d forgotten why he came to the manor… he’d forgotten being a hero, he’d forgotten his name. All he knew were the six pairs of massive breasts that had now become his entire world. This wasn’t a 1-on-6 fight… no, it was far less fair than even that. It was 1 vs. 12, and the 12 had him right where they wanted him the entire time. Never before had his cock ached so badly for an orgasm… 

After Loretta took some time aggressively grinding her tits into his genitals, teasing him for a solid minute before raising up and bringing her heavy breasts down hard on his balls to deny him one last time, Auphemia finally gestured to Alcia… she made a pumping motion with her hand and then opened her fist to mime an explosion. Her face lit up at the signal.

She literally dove titsfirst onto his manhood, taking his wanting cock into her sweet, bared tits, glistening from all the activity. She skillfully performed her perfected paizuri, squeezing her breasts around his dick and bringing them up and down the shaft repeatedly, gradually raising in speed…

“Mmm yes, yes, c’mon, c’moooon~!” she chiped, licking her lips and staring hungrily at his brutally teased, quivering cock. Thanks to being just seconds removed from abuse, it took a few minutes, even with everything it’d been subjected to… Alcia’s bared breasts were a blur, the friction reaching truly unreal levels by the time he finally, finally came… a huge explosion of an orgasm that saw Alcia’s beautiful boobies painted white with cum. Never had he came that hard, or that much… it seemed to just keep coming and coming for a solid sixty seconds and Alcia was all too happy to accept it all as it came onto her breasts and into her opening, waiting mouth…

When he finally finished, Alcia rolled away, caressing her cum-covered tits and pulling them up to her pretty face so that she could take her time licking them clean. She blushed madly, gleefully enjoying herself whilst the other maids took a breather, having actually worn themselves out from punishing Alf’s body with their massive breasts. The time had escaped them all, especially the victim himself… they had been going at him for a full hour!

They took a few minutes to catch their breath, but Auphemia let them know they weren’t done… 

“It’s time to finish this bitch.” Auphemia announced. “Now that he’s finally came… it’s draining time.”

Camil helped him up and once again pulled him by the wrists, flinging him viciously into her thrusting, jiggling tits, bashing him relentlessly, time and again before putting him on the floor where she knelt down between his legs and took his still erect member into her mouth. 

She bobbed her head up and down swiftly with an aggressive but skillful blowjob, and this time there was little delaying his climax… she swiftly brought him to another howling orgasm, cumming in her mouth… though she was nowhere near as receptive to it as Alcia, shooting up to her feet and spitting the cum right into his face before delivering a wicked stomp to his nuts, which in turn caused the rest of his orgasm to come flying out…

Loretta took her turn to titfuck him as well, silently ignoring Alcia’s masterful advice as she slowly brushed her big beautiful breasts up and down his entire genitals… the first took a while, but once he began to cum, he couldn’t stop as her paizuri brought him to one climax after another within seconds of each other…

You’d think he wouldn’t have any cum left by that point, but they had to make sure… the four other maids held Alf’s entirely limp - with one major exception - body up as Lusy proceeded to push her knee into his groin. Gently, she caressed his dick and balls with her kneecap, making sure to stand clear of his oncoming ejaculation…

“Ugh, so disgusting… how much do you have in that little thing?” Lusy groaned as she watched yet more cum fly past her. She stared quite crossly at Alf, who was blissfully unaware of her anger, smiling deliriously. That only worsened her mood. “Pleasuring a man like that… pisses me off...”

As the other maids continued to hold him up, Lusy stepped out of her shoes and proceeded to kick him repeatedly in the crotch, her pantyhosed foot blasting his bouncing balls time and again. Alf cried out in misery now, forever a slave to the contrast of pleasure and pain the maids seemed to excel in providing. Auphemia just watched with a smirk, not minding as Lusy busted his balls time and again. She darted in and grabbed him by the shoulders, her bare breasts pushing deep into his chest. “You deserve this.” she growled, before launching an absolutely devastating, hateful knee up into his already battered balls, a sickening crunch as she just about kneed them into his throat.

With this, came his loudest groan of pain yet, echoing throughout the large manor.

After several minutes of stewing in pain on the carpet, the next thing he knew, he was stood up again, Alcia’s sweet face greeting him as she and Sejna stood on either side of him, running their bared titties up and down his torso. As they sandwiched his head betwixt their tits, Auphemia nodded. “Girls… you’ve done good. He’s finally ready now… I can sense it. Time to make him mine...”

They released him, and the naked, beaten and wholly drained Alf collapsed in a heap on the floor, lying on his back. He had absolutely no clue who he was or where he was. He lived in a world of agony and ecstasy in equal measure, and they almost seemed to be fusing together seamlessly… 

Auphemia stood above him, a proud smirk. “...Well… that took longer than expected. I guess your resolve is a lot stronger than your body. Even if you didn’t know it… on some level you were resisting me. Or rather, resisting my power...” she noted, her right eye glowing with a mysterious yellow sheen. “...But that’s all gone now. And now, there’s just one thing left...”

She proceeded to slowly but surely take off her top, peeling off her lingerie… Alf finally regained some clarity from the sight. It was… heavenly. As her unbelievably massive tits bounced free, revealed to somehow be even larger than the constricting bra made them look, they seemed to glow in the light… the very image of perfection.

“M-My… My God…” Alf moaned. In spite of so many ejaculations and so many more busts to his balls, his cock rose at the sight. “...My… My Goddess...”

Lady Auphemia simply nodded as she knelt down between his legs and pushed her breasts into his worn out manhood. He was instantly taken into a euphoria beyond his wildest dreams…

“That place you’re in now… I know about it.” Auphemia calmly noted, with a smile as her immense breasts went to work, titfucking him so masturfully that even Alcia felt outdone. “...I’ve come up with it a name for it… Paizuri Paradise. I think it’s apt...”

He could see nothing, hear nothing, and feel nothing but breast. He was awash in a sea of titties, floating amongst an ocean’s worth of smooth, silky feminine flesh… he was lost, and he never wished to be found. 

His cock damn near exploded as he came to one final eruption of a climax that just about gave him a heart attack. Finally, he had absolutely no seed left to spill.

“Ahhh… I KNOW that face… I don’t even have to ask, I know damn well that was the greatest you’ve ever had.” Auphemia chuckled as she gazed into his glazed over eyes, knowing full well he couldn’t hear her. “...You know something? I don’t think men are ever more vulnerable then when they’ve just reached the mountaintop, especially when they’ve peaked like this… physically obviously, but also… spiritually.”

Her tits still pushing into his softening manhood, Auphemia’s face turned serious as both eyes now began to display that uncanny yellow glow.

“What that means is… if I use my power now… you’re truly mine forever.” she coldly declared. “It’s too late to fight it now… the last bit of your will just came gushing out of you like a goddamn geyser. You’re mine now, Alf… mind, body and soul.”

“You are now my slave.”

And so it was so. His existence was now dedicated to Lady Auphemia. The great hero was now reduced to a puppet by her unfathomably enormous breasts.

Alf mindlessly followed Lady Auphemia to her personal chambers, the maids all bowing as they made their way. He could do nothing but try and touch and approach her tits and she allowed him to fondle and motorboat them for a few moments. 

“With your status and strength, and everything I’ve got going for me… we’re about to take control of this entire damn world.” she cooed, caressing his hair as he buried herself in her womanly chest. “But that’s for tomorrow. Tonight… tonight, you owe me some pleasure after all those fuckin’ orgasms I just handed you.”

She pushed Alf away and pulled off her panties, shoving his head between her legs and forcing him to lick her pussy. She smiled and cooed contentedly as she wrapped her thighs around his head, lovingly caressing her own massive tits...