Haruka Amami vs Silhouette (complete)

Things were actually quite desperate now for Silhouette, she'd been in the hold for quite a little while already and was not only feeling groggy thanks to it... But also kinda turned on from having Haruka's breasts and warm body constantly pressed up against her back while she breathed over her shoulder

"Not like this..." Thought to herself "Not to her..."

But none the less, Silhouette felt she needed to pressed her thighs together to cover up her panties, her eyes were starting to feel heavy... Her attempts at escape had dissolved and she was now she panting heavier and heavier with each breath, chest moving in and out hard

Sensing Silhouette weakening against her, Haruka kept the pressure up, breathing hard throughout the effort of strangling her opponent from behind. Just a little more... just a little more...

Silhouette started to still, all but the exaggerated movement of her small breasts bobbing in and out for breath, some strands of her pale blue hair hung messily over her face. Everything started to fade out for the kawaii girl and soon it felt like she couldn't keep her eyes open, her thighs gently falling apart to show off a tiny wet patch to the crowd in front of her panties that was still growing.. Her hands gently slipped away from Haruka's arms, dropping to the mat as she groaned and swallowed hard, starting to feel so dizzy it was like the whole ring was spinning around her and her body felt to heavy to do anything

Haruka felt the hand attacking her wrist fall away, and Silhouette's throat moving against her arm.

Is she really out? No, she might be faking it! I'll stay on her! I won't be tricked! She'll hurt me if she gets the chance!

She shut her eyes and kept on strangling Silhouette. The effort and stress of subduing her opponent made her eardrums pound. Over that and the roar of the crowd (she wondered if they were cheering for her, since they kind of sounded like they were enjoying something), she couldn't hear Yatori and Masato anymore. Her whole world was now just composed of herself, Silhouette and her submission finisher.

Silhouette went out for a moment, but a jolt on Haruka's sleeper made her hands bounce a short distance off the mat and made her let out a faint "nh.." noise, her eyes fluttering open again but it was only momentary. light sweat patches showing on her uniform particularly around her breasts as they bobbed in and out, desperate for air..

Silhouette was so lightheaded she didn't know what was going on any more, smelling the scent of plums and knowing that Haruka must be on her right now but her mind far to foggy.. Panting raggedly she stayed still in the hold and gently drifted out for a second time

Silhouette's brief revival unnerved Haruka. The budding idol held herself still now, not wanting to stir Silhouette into wakefulness nor relent with her sleeper-body scissors, sweating bullets beneath the spotlights.

"Is she out of it?" Masato asked Yatori. "Haruka's opponent, I mean..."

"I think so."

Yatori considered the matter for a moment. The curious Mafiosi then moved closer to Haruka. So did a referee girl, who kept an eye on Yatori, suspecting a possible intervention and grounds for a DQ. Since Yatori stayed outside the ring, the ref girl turned to Silhouette.

Silhouette shivered a little in Haruka's grasp, still getting more aroused even while she was out.. a faint groan leaving her lips as Haruka's small breasts pressed firmly into her back... Unknown to Silhouette right now, she was showing off her wet panties to the crowd, as if losing to Haruka wasn't embarrassing enough on its own.

Her breathing rate slowed although each of her pants became heavier and deeper as a side effect to the sluggishness

Thinking Silhouette's shivering meant her opponent was still conscious, Haruka didn't relent with her crushing hold.

"Uh, Haru-chan," Yatori tried to call out, "She's out of it!"

However, because the crowd was roaring at Silhouette's damp panties (something Yatori couldn't see due her position), her call failed to reach Haruka. And she wasn't going into the ring any time soon. Haruka went through a lot for this match. Yatori wasn't going to do anything that would ruin her friend's chance to win.

The referee girl dutifully took Silhouette's wrist to raise her arm, then released it to see if the girl was still conscious enough to keep it up.

Silhouette hand just dropped heavily to the mat after the ref girl let in go, a little drool starting to run out of the corner of her lips and her hair a mess in front of her face. Unconsciously she let out a groan as the wet patch on the front of her panties expanded, getting into a right mess at the hands of Haruka persistent sleeper.. Some of the crowd cheering more as Haruka just kept Silhouette in the hold even though to them she seemed pretty good and out, but Haruka couldn't see the sleeping looking on Silhouette's face that they could

Was the crowd cheering for Silhouette to recover? Or were they cheering for her? The confused and heated Haruka didn't know. All she knew was that she had to hang on for dear life. I have to win, I want to win...

The referee was about to call for the bell, but heard Silhouette's groan. Having seen some of the most amazing recoveries during matches, she waited a moment to see if there was any development. Noting Silhouette's wet panties, she blushed a little.

"Oi, ref!" Yatori yelled, now worried for Silhouette's safety, knowing full well that Haruka wasn't careful with her strength and often got lost in the moment. "She's out of it! Call for the bell! Haru-chan! She's out! Let her go and just pin her!"

Masato, who had followed Yatori, was also loudly calling to Haruka. "Haruka-san! Haruka-san!"

The idol-to-be still failed to hear them, though, the crowd absolutely wild at the spectacle she created.