Iktomi vs Toraki - forest battle

As Toraki lay on his back, Iktomi's body hit the ground softly, making the grass near them ruffle. Soon, she felt his arms' resistance fading, which made constricting them much easier. Not wanting to damage Toraki unnecessarily, she uncoiled her legs and let one of his arms go. She shifted her body and set herself on her knees next to Tarki's head. "Are you feeling weak already? I thought tigers were stronger than that..." She would wait a few seconds to see if he gave some response or tried to react, then she would grab his head and put his neck under her armpit, pressing his cheek against the soft side of her body in a simple but effective dragon sleeper.

"Wha..? oh..n-no...". Toraki's excessively nonchalant attitude to the match had put himself into troubles now.

Before he could try to break free, Iktomi had locked him nicely into her dragon-sleeper. The warm softness of her body was teasing the tigerboy, having him blush while she was starting to make him dizzy.

In his futile struggles, Toraki would try to push backwards, but that was probably going to turn against him, allowing Iktomi to lock him even better into her sleeper hold, while she could feel the pleasant rubbing of his furry frame squirming against her body.

Iktomi took notice of Toraki's squirming; with good timing, she managed to get a better grip around his head, trapping him tighter under her armpit. Now his neck was snugly locked in her sleeper, and if he ever wanted to get away from it he'd better take action before all his strength was sapped away.

Iktomi held the captive tigerboy in place, trying to make his struggled weaken as she lulled him with soft movements and squeezes on his neck. She could feel his furry arms rubbing against her skin and his tired pants rolling over her arm; even as she continued fighting him down, she couldn't help but think about how good this close contact felt.

Snuggled tighter into Iktomi's embrace, Toraki found that getting free was getting more and more difficult with each new squeeze of her arms around his neck.

Her gentle movements and rhytmical squeezes were helping the girl to lull the tigerboy into a sleepy weakness, and Iktomi was rewarded by the sound, and feel of her feline prisoner starting to purr softly in her cuddly yet effectively strenght-sapping hold, while his paw-like hands flailing was now reduced into a soft, slowing down caress against the girl's thighs.

At this point, it cost almost no effort for Iktomi to keep her opponent trapped in the dragon sleeper, and she could probably stay squeezing him like that until her was completely asleep. The tigerboy already seemed pretty defenseless and close to a knockout, though, so Iktomi felt she should at least give him a chance to yield before he blacked out completely. “Hey, Toraki, I think itâ€d be best if you gave up for now.” She slackened her grip on his neck a little so that he would be able to answer her. “I mean, you look pretty tired, and weâ€ve got two more rounds to go. Donâ€t you think this is enough?”

"Give..up..? i don't know the meaning of this..", he would say with a slight smirk, refusing to surrender.
Feeling that Iktomi had slightly loosened her hold, he would try to squirm out, but he was matter of factly very weakened, so his movements were slow and sleepy, and she could easily reassure her grip around his neck.

"My... you're one stubborn boy!" Iktomi looked at her captive - but still cocky - opponent. "I think I like that!" She just had to smile at him, with all his guts. But still, he was practically asking for her to go all-out on him; if he wouldn't submit at all, she'd at least make it swift. She let his head squirm out of the hold, but didn't give him time to get away as she soon coiled her arms around his neck again in a rear naked choke. Iktomi then fell back on the grass pulling his body on top of hers and applying a powerful legscissors on his midsection. Now, with two air-cutting holds locked at once, it shouldn't be long before Toraki blacked out. Until he had something up his sleeve, of course, but he was moving so slowly now that Iktomi didn't consider that.

Toraki thought he had squirmed out of Iktomi's hold for a moment, but he had no time to enjoy such brief freedom. Before he could react, her arms had encoiled his neck and head, and pulled him back down onto her soft body, where he was trapped in a tight bodyscissors with her lovely yet strong legs.
"Nghhh... n-no way...". The tigerboy would squirm and struggle but, in his weakened conditions, that was just providing a pleasant rubbing of his furry back against Iktomi's body, while her arm was pressing lightly against his carothyd, starting to make him sleepy. "Nrr...rawr.... m-murr..."

Iktomi was now completely latched onto Toraki with both arms and legs. Her ample breasts pressed tightly against his back, and Toraki would be able to feel the whole warmness of her body and maybe even her hearbeat. Had the tigerboy been facing her, this would have been one very passionate embrace; however, as it were, this was an almost inescapable choke, and Iktomi wouldn't go easy on him just because his fur felt so smooth on the skin of her belly. She would pump her strength into both holds, her legs pulsing every now and then to aid her choke. With him on top of her, and her pressing on his neck, Iktomi wouldn't let go this time until Toraki either tapped out or passed out.

Toraki's squirmings were slowing down in Iktomi's ever tightening hold, his arms becoming too weak and heavy to struggle.
The girl's warm breathing would caress one of his furry ears, adding a teasing touch to his entrapment.
And, the repetitive squeezes from Iktomi's thighs were making it even more teasing, factually rocking him back and forth into increasing sleepyness.