Debut Match Blair Terumi VS Okami 2 out of 3 falls match.

"Having fun down there?"  she teased. Blair started bobbing up and down on the boy's face and making sure the he was completely breathless.

She started wiggling her hips again it couldn't be long now she thought.  She thought of a way to have more fun with the naive wrestler.  "I might let you lick my feet after the match if you are a good boy"  she stroked his face tenderly under her skirt "Would you like that?" she asked giggling at the thought.

"Mrff...mrffh....", was all Okami could reply to Blair's teasing question, trying to shake his head in a negative response.... for that little room that his head was allowed to move, tightly nestled as it was between her thighs as she kept metodically smothering him underneath her hips, her wrigglings snuggling Okami's face into an ever more effective, virtually airtight smother between her cute buttcheeks.

In any case, Blair's playful taunts were working just fine inducing the boy to waste even more energies in flustrated struggles... as she could tell from his flailing and squirming soon starting to slow down, just like his muffled protests starting to be lessened into cute mumblings. The very embarassed, and now increasingly dizzy boy kept trying to get some air to breathe... but all he was allowed to inhale was the teasing warmth of a girl's panties instead.
"mfff....."

You wanna breathe don't you sweetie? Too bad! So sad! she sang. She almost felt bad teasing him at this point but the feeling of euphoria from doing so was too great.  
I'm!.....gonna!.....beat!......you!  she squealed grinding her butt in his face over and over with each word she spoke.

With that last show of dominance she finally felt Okami muscles begin to slump.
Aww you finally done? enjoy your nap cutie! because we have another round to go!
she a quickly fixed her skirt then got up to do some poses and blow kisses to the crowd.

Okami could probably have pushed the cute petite Blair off from making him her human throne any moment... or that was what he ket repeating to himself, disoriented in a mix of embarassed and mesmerized state at having that lovely bum of hers smothering his face.

And now that he really wanted to get out, he realized that he had allowed her to deprive him of air enough to make his muscle softened and unable to get him free by force.

Soon, the boy had felt his body relax more and more while Blair kept grinding and mocking him in that playfully evil way of hers, resigned to his fate as he realized that he was drifting to sleep... what a disgraceful, and yet somewhat pleasant way to lose so easily against such a delicate girl, to THAT move too, he would think not without shame while his consciousness was fading.

And then, something unexpected happened. He was allowed to breath freely, again.
"Nnn...mmhh..." Still half-conscious on the mats, the silver-haired boy would mumble quietly, trying to take this lucky chance to inhale as many gulps of air he could, pouring new oxygen, and with it, renewed strenght into his tired muscles.

Meanwhile, the ref-girl approached Blair, going to tap her shoulder with a perplexed blinking of her face: "Errr...ummm... Blair, sorry to interrupt but... I still have to check him for the KO, and you're not pinning him too. So... are you going to cover him for the pin..? Or, should I go for the 10 count KO instead?", the girl asked Blair, like if a debutant wrestler was the one supposed to give her instructions. As usual, ref-girls at tension could be cute, but they were not very professional. Something that Blair had just learned by first hand.

Blair was busy showing off to the crowd when the ref girl tapped her on the shoulder.
She just about slapped herself for being that stupid. Idiot! Idiot! idiot! she berated herself while quickly she put her foot over okami's chest in a cocky pin as she posed for her fan's cameras.

Hoping she hadn't given him enough time to recover "please stay down Okami-kun" she pleaded under her breath as she waited for the ref girl to do her job.

Still weak and not recovered to full awareness yet, Okami was easily prevented in his dazed attempt at moving up by Blair, as she just easily pressed him down again with a gracious movement of her dainty foot.

"ONEE....!", went the ref girl, teathrically getting down to the mats as she slapped her hand down. Okami would not react to that, still mumbling in a daze.
"What the hell are you doing Okami...??? Wake up !!!", the boy's fighting spirit would ring every possible alarm into his head.

"TWOOO...!!", the crowd chanted along with the ref's second count, a lot of fans taking pictures of Blair's graciously dominating pose over the certainly defeated boy, waiting for the last count to explode into a joyful roar for the beautiful debutant.

BUT... the third count never came. Raising one of his shoulders off the mats with a faint grunt, not only Okami interrupted the pinfall count, but he also managed to grab Blair's pinning foot at ankle height, twisting it to the side amidst the disappointed and surprised "OOOOOHH"s from the crowd.
If successful, not only Okami would save himself from an apparently inevitable loss, but he would also unbalance the girl and tumble her down, going for an ankle lock counter.

Stunned that Okami kicked out Blair hardly felt him grab her ankle. She gave out an ear piercing scream as he twisted her ankle and she fell against the mat in pain.

Aiyeeeee! she screamed in a childish manner.
Trying to fight his attempt at an ankle lock submission Blair started kicking wildly aiming for his face.

LET ME GO!!! you big meanie! she squealed in desperation.

"Woah you are wild one...! Ughhh". Okami was able to avoid the most dangerous strikes to his face, but a few kicks still hit his arms forcing his grip open before he could have his submission locked and secure.

With his attempt at a counter failing, the wisest choice from Okamu would have been to roll up to his feet and take time to catch his breathing, but the young male would rather plan to keep the initiative. And thus, Blair would feel Okami cling her waist from behind trying to hoist her up into a reverse bearhug.
"Hah...gotcha Blair-chan... you should give up already!", he would grin breathing close to her neck, not really applying full pressure but still trying to keep the cute girl from escaping.

Feeling his arms wrap around her tiny body Blair felt his hot breath on her neck making her body tingle in excitement. She kicked the air in a vain attempt to escape the boy's hold. "Come on let me go!!!......pretty please." she cried trying to play with the naive boy's head again.

The cute tricky girl seemed to really have some kind of privileged access to Okami's mind, making his resolve waver with just the sweet, mellow tone of her siren's voice.

"uhh..heh.. sorry but no can do Blair-chan, this is a wrestling match after all and...mmm.. but... if you are asking like that... 0///0".
Disoriented by her cute persuasions, Okami might not have completely let go of Blair, but she could clearly feel how his bearhug had been lessened into nothing more than a gentle clinging, granting her all the chances to break free.