Rita's first catch.

"Auuuggghh!!" Haruko cried out as Rita only pushed her knees into her back further, and groaned weakly, feeling herself fading out in the submission, and falling limp in the hold.

Rita noticed with delight that Haruko's struggles were getting weaker and weaker. Soon she'd be in her hands, she thought. However, she wanted to be sure that Haruko wasn't tricking her, so the kawaii would keep the hold locked for some more seconds, until she was completely sure that Haruko had been knocked out.

Haruko was out cold, and wasn't going anywhere, her chest rising and falling slowly as she was rendered unconscious.

Rita finally released the hold and let Haruko's body fall down to the mat, eyeing her body, in particular her ears. She could barely believe that Haruko had fallen for such trickery, but now she would have her way with her, whether the catgirl liked it or not.

Getting back to her feet, she walked back to the corner where she had put her backpack. There, Rita had stored a little thing or two for Haruko. From the backpack, Rita pulled nothing less than a pair of handcuffs. With them in hand, she went back to the unconscious catgirl, who was lying on her stomach, and deftly put her arms behind her back, locking her wrists with the handcuffs. She then moved and crouched near Haruko's head, petting her and talking to her in a mock tone. "Hey kitty, wake up..."

Haruko stirred slowly, slowly started to wake up as she felt someone petting her. She looked up to see the blonde haired girl petting her head. "Uggh.. wha? What's going on?" She asked, half dazed.

Rita trailed a finger along one of Haruko's ears, feeling with satisfaction the furry sensation on her fingertip. "Oops. I guess I went too far." She then outstretched an arm in front of Haruko's face. "Come on. Give me your hand, if you want some help to get back up."

Haruko shivered a little as Rita stroked one of her ears with a finger. She then looked up at her, and tried to reach out for her hand, and felt something metal biting into her wrists. "Ow! What the-! Hey! Hey I'm cuffed!" She exclaimed, trying to break them to no avail of course.

Rita's hand went to cup Haruko's chin, pulling her head up so she was forced to stare at her face; her other hand, meanwhile, kept petting her head, now playing to her heart's content with Haruko's wiggling ears. "It's futile." She said. "You'll be my pet now. It's no use resisting." She was finally letting her true colors appear.

Haruko looks up at Rita, and winces as her sensitive ears were played with. "Ahnnh... st.. stop that..." She protested. "P...pet? What?! Let me go!!" She cried out, trying to squirm away from her. "Just because I have cat parts doesn't mean you can make me your pet!"

"Oh? What would you like me to call you, then?" Rita kept playing with her ears, as it seemed that they were sensitive parts. She'd remember that. "Toy? Slave? Plaything?" At each word, she flicked her finger at Haruko's ears. "Not that your opinion matters. You're mine now."