Arya vs Ataru - Penalty match (complete)

"Unghhff...! o///o". having taken too long to stand up, Ataru had been trapped into the corner again by Arya's beautiful booty. Only, this time she was pressing and grinding her peach-perfect butt against the boy's groin!

Grinded like that with Arya's perfumed hair intoxicating his senses and her curvy butt sensually torturing him, Ataru was in troubles in more than one way, far from just having the air pressed out of his lungs because of her hip-bump.

Using sensual moves to keep a male opponent weak and easier to control was a well-known strategy of wrestling women here at tension, and Arya seemed to be very skilled at it. And so, Ataru's efforts to get out of the corner was lessened and made inefficient thanks to her grinding and gyrating.
"U-uhhhh... o//o".

"Oh my goooddddd, you are so fucking hard" She compliments. "Its sooo biiiggg" Arya says, keeping a even harder grind in, proving a dancing past.
"Beg for me to do it morrreee. I'll make you cum, then pin you!" She smiles, telling him what she may or may not do. The girl was really planning on edging him, leaning back against him straight up so he bigger body smooshed him into the ropes.

Reduced into Arya's helplessly aroused lapdance dummy, poor Ataru was unable to think straight at the moment, moaning faintly as she kept gyrating and grinding her hips around his ever more energetic boyhood.

In a way, it was like if she was draining his willpower, turning it into helpless and docile arousal with each new grinding sway of her beautiful butt.

"Uuuhhhh...p-please...... m-more.... nnhh... o///o", he would comply to his own shame. A distant part of his mind was urging Ataru to fight back Arya's evil seduction and thus avoid a disgraceful surrender to her charms before it was too late... but the rest of himself was just like screaming 'shut up and enjoy the ride Ataru!'

"You hear that?" She asked, the crowd, yelling. "He wants more!" She says, swaying side to side for him.
She was sliding her soft, cushiony butt all over his dick.
"I suggest you tap out before I make you cum and orgasm for the whoolle arena, sweetie." She says.

"Owww..... n-noo.... mmmm <3". That "no" from Ataru was definitely sounding like a "yes please I'm begging you". Getting like brainwashed by the sensually mocking swishing of Arya's butt from side to side, Ataru was edging and ready to burst out. At this rate he was surely going to give up, in one humiliating way or another.

Clinging his arms around her waist from behind, he knew that he needed to try and escape, now or never. But his legs were like jello at this point, due to Arya's playful, relentless grinding.

Ironically, the weakness of his legs was the only thing that could maybe save him from an already lost round: as his legs failed him, the boy kept clinging at Arya and instinctively pull her backwards. If he was that lucky, his pulling would cause the sexy cosplayer to get unbalanced, hitting the back of her head to thte top of the turnbuckle.

Arya was grinding away harder and harder. "Defiance is punishme-EEEEE!" She yells, as his legs gave out behind her.

The arms of his, wrapped around her slim waist, would launch her back into some accidental German suplex, her head banging against the top turnbuckle. "Owwww!" She yells, giving him ample time to escape.

"G-Gasp... how... when.... ??? Uff uff...... Wow that was damnedly close...".

It would take a few moments for Ataru to realize that he had just pulled a very lucky but effective move...somehow. Taking a few more seconds to try and cool down from the imminent eruption of his boyhood, he would finally pick Arya up by her armpit, going to grapple her into a front bearhug.

Such position still caused his hard boyhood to poke at Arya's crotch suggestively, which was very risky for the boy as he was now, so he hooked one arm around her neck, bending the girl down like if preparing a vertical suplex. Though, such a power move was out of question in the current conditions of weakness of his legs, so he had to aim at something more technical.

Rolling backwards, he would try a rollup pin that would have the sexy cosplayer all curled and wrapped up, her butt sticking up to the ceiling as she was locked and entangled by Ataru's pinfall attempt.

If successful, the ref-girl would blink in slight disbelief herself, before getting down to the mats and starting the count: "O-One...! Two...!"

And thus, Ataru decided to change

Arya was clutching her head, being completely dazed from the hit. "That hurt!" She complains, being grabbed by him. "Nonono!" Arya begs, being prepped for the suplex.

Sighing in relief when he didn't lift her, she felt his erect dick to her crotch, then had this tight rollup placed on her.

From her ass being displayed, with her underwear tightly squeezing her booty, Arya was trapped, panicking when the ref started counting. "NO NO NO!" She pleads, unable to escape.

Ataru would try his best to keep Arya down for the count, placing one hand on her lovey rump to push her down... and even giving her some wedgie to keep a good leverage!

The ref-girl would not notice though, keeping the count going and sealing Ataru's surprising victory in round on!

"THREE...!!!"

Part of the fans were cheering while the majority were booing at how the tides had unexpectedly turned into the boy's favor, but what was done was done.

"H-Hehe looks like I WON this bout Arya-chan... so you owe my a penalty, isn't it right? Hehehe..". Far from being ashamed at the luck of his partial victory, Ataru was even getting a little cocky now that he had scored one point.

Arya was pleading to get released, her ass being visible to the whole world from her tight wedgie. "Stop stop stoppp!" She screams.

The ref hit the mat a third time, and she was released, blushing, and fixing her underwear. The bigger girl was looking up at Ataru.

"B-but..." The girl mutters, blushing intensly from embarressment of being pinned like that. Putting her head a bit low in shame, she nodded. "Y-yes you may..."