Arya vs Ataru - Penalty match (complete)

"Hehe, here we go then", Ataru said with a grin, taking Arya by the hand and leading her towards the ropes. She could not refuse it, under pain of disqualification, so Ataru would just pull her gently and without any rudeness.

Once there, Ataru proceeded to entangle Arya with her arms bound between the top and middle ropes in a standing crucifix position. Most wrestlers would probably had used this chance to strike the defenseless opponent or put her into submissions, thus gaining an advantage for the following round. But Ataru wa aiming at something much more gentle... and playful.. and teasing!

With the referee starting to count the 60 seconds penalty, Ataru got close to Arya caressing her face. "mmmm my turn to be in charge of the teasings now...", he murred, starting to kiss her ear, then down to her neck.

Arya was compliant to him, blushing still at the thought of losing. "Please don't do it..." She requests, being put in a tight, forced position on the ropes.

She was stuck on the ropes, letting out soft moans from his relaxing kisses. "Mmhmmm~"

Ataru's fondling and gentle kissing continued as the clock on the maxy screen kept counting down from 60 to 0. Leaving a track of soft kisses and teasing caresses along her beautiful body, the boy went down to her thighs.

"Mmmm you like it don't you...? *kiss* I'm not sure this should be considered a penalty for you hehe.. *kiss*"

With that, Ataru got to go up again with his kissy teasings, taking pleasant stops at Arya's crotch... belly... breast...

But, he had somewhat lost track of time there. A repeated, noisy *BEEP* signaled that the penalty time had expired, and the ref tapped Ataru's shoulder, commanding him to release the trapped girl. To which, Ataru sighed but complied reluctantly.

"There you go... too bad it only lasted one minute but don't worry, I'll make sure to play more with you once I win the next round.. hehe", he would say, feeling a bit overconfident by now.

Arya was shivering, her moans picking up as he kissed all over her soft, sexy body. "Oh my gooddd~" She says, panting from semi-pleasure.

When he went down to kiss her crotch, it was obvious she was a little moist down there, signalling a serious turn on. "Ataru~" She starts saying, tongue hanging out.

The buzzer spoiled the mood, getting her to snap back to reality, but still horny. "Awww..." The girl complains, and goes to her corner, shivering, after escaping the trapped position.

"You will regret doing that!" She yells, blushing intesnely. "You'll be stuck smooching me"

Ataru would gasp in concern at Arya's reaction. She had been purring like a horny kitty during the sweet "penalty" but, now that she had got back into thinking straight, she seemed even more determined to dominate him! Maybe his teasing idea had not been the best... but he still wanted to keep the confident act.

"Hah... we'll see about that. I think you are going to like being my prisoner instead, hehe", he would retort with a wink.

With that, the bell rung and Ataru walked forward quietly, luungung forward to try and grab one of Arya's arm. Surely, she was still too disoriented to fight back properly. Or that was what Ataru believed...

Arya was looking at him angrily. "I'll make you plead for pleasure, little boy." She says, stepping forward.

As Ataru walked forward to grab her arm, she used her other arm for a huge, open palm slap across the face.

"Gotch... UGHH....!!!". Definitely not got her... Ataru had to admit to himself as the sounding slap had his head turn to the side, having him stagger and causing the fans to laugh happily.

Arya's huge slap had not delivered much damage, aside from a burning five fingers mark on the boy's cheek.. but the worse part for Ataru was that it had sent him offbalance and offguard, leaving him full of openings for Arya's next move.

Arya would take a step forward, grabbing him from under the thighs, and lifting upwards, making him slam the matt.

"I'll show you how to kiss!" Arya says, then crawls ontop of him, planting kisses on him, pushing his arms down with her own stronger arms.

"W-Woah..!!! Unghhh...!". With his legs suddenly scooped by Arya's arms, the boy had fallen to the mats back of his head first, leaving him stunned and allowing her to get full, sensuous revenge as she crawled over him pinning his arms above his head.

"W-Wait donmmghff..... mmmmf... o///o". His silly, embarrassed protests would be promptly muffled by Arya's plush lips as she sealed his mouth into a deep kiss, then proceeding to cover him with lots of kisses.

Moaning and gasping in aroused discomfort, the boy would try set his hands free... pretty much to none avail. His short moment of glory seemed to have been erased so early in round two, and he was now squriming and twitching in a helpless struggle to escape from Arya's mesmerizing kisses.

"Now this is how you kiss." She giggles, forcing her tongue into his mouth. Her legs was wrapped around his waist as she did this kissing submission. "Don't you loovvveee it." She asks, dry humping him while kissing him. "Because I lovveee you" She says.