Arya vs Ataru - Penalty match (complete)

Ataru was desperately out of iar, forced to laugh again and again as Arya kept playfully tickling him.
As if the situation was not embarrassing enough, her comment about "taking him home as her little slave to be chained and smothered whenever she liked" had caused the poor boy to blush visibly, like if revealing some kinky weakness that he didn't want to admit.

"Uhhhahahahahhaha please stop it, I can't breath... hahahahahaha.. uuhgh...!". Desperately squirming, Ataru still had both hands free, so he could finally stop Arya's tickling by carching her arm.

But, that meant for Ataru to basically lower her guard, which was not a good thing, especially with Arya tugging him by the hair to keep him close to her.

Arya let him control her arm. "Awww, you are fighting back~ Thats soooooo cute~" She'd say with a devillish smile, tugging his hair so his head was brought against Arya's, and she started rubbing her cheek against his. "You are a toy, and toys are meant to be broken <3"

(with super apologies for the looong delay)

Ataru was panting heavily, his chin leaning against Arya's shoulder, in need to catch his breathing after the exhausting and embarrassing tickle-torture.
The cute Japanese boy couldn't help but blush at how Arya was rubbing her cheek against him affectionately, basically treating him like her cute pet-to-be, rather than acknowledgin him as an opponent.

"Uff...uff..... I...I am not your toy... not wen I can still f-fight...!"

With such "brave and defiant" words, Ataru tried to cling his arms around Arya's waist in a supposingly tight bearhug. But with his strenghts clearly deplenished, his attempt at a strong submission move could possibly feel like nothing more than a lovely hug to her.

She giggles, rubbing boob to chest with Ataru in the "bearhug." "Look at how squishy they are!" She smiles, and gives a real bearhug.

Ataru's bearhug was not so dangerous in first place, but Arya's playful rubbing and squishing had contributed to completely render it harmless, causing the poor boy to moan softly and granting her a perfect opening to apply her own bearhug.

"Uhhh.... soft.... AGH! Ungghffffff.....!!"

Caught in Arya's sexy and strong embrace, Ataru was groaning and squirming, his head getting a bit dizzy from having the air squeezed out of his lungs.

Pressed so close into her voluptuous curves, Ataru's body could not help but react making him aroused in spite of the bad situation... which certainly did not help with his awkward attempts at breaking free.

"I can feel" She got it tighter "your cute dick" tigher "pressing against my belly." She giggles, then starts to wave her around in the air.

"Gasp...! S-Stop.... unghfff... saying...unnffhhhh... embarrassing... ghhh... things.....!"

Ataru was like a ragdoll in Arya's bearhug as she swayed him around as she pleased, slowly robbing his air and making him weaker in her arms, all the while rubbing the bulge in his wrestling shorts more and more against her belly!

The young Japanese was trying to struggle his way out of such sensually humiliating embrace, but the longer she kept him in her arms squeezing him weaker, the more it was clear that the cute boy was not going anywhere.

"Wanna tap out, or do you want me to let you down and pin you? Because after that, its game over for you." She taunts, now bouncing up and down, her boobs jiggling all over his midsection.

"N-None of t-the above.... I a-am not going to l-lose.... uuughhhh... @_@"

Ataru's defiant answer was comically made stuttering from Arya's bouncing her prisoner up and down in her hug. The Japanese boy was trying his best to pry her tight hug open, but the non-stopping bouncing was making him dazed, helping the girl to keep his struggles under control.

"You are such a fun toy. I'm gonna have suuucchhh fun with you at the last penalty. Maybe I'll go OVER the minute~" Arya teases, then buries her head in his chest, rubbing it around affectionatly.