Yori vs Ataru - Special rules cage match (complete)

Ataru felt his ribcage compressed with each time Yori flexed her thigh thighs, constricting him with slow repetitive pulsations like a sultry pythoness. He had to admit that it was a somewhat sensuous submission to be caught in, but the foggy weakness coursing his body each time she squeezed was definitely a not welcome side effect.

And so, when Yori finally decided that she had squeezed him enough, the young boy had to stay down for a moment, breathing heavily as Yori rolled up into a kneeling position, having apparently recovered a good part of her strenght.

"Uff... uff.... s-sure.. I may go on for hours... especially if it's with a beautiful woman like you... uff...", he would lie with a weak grin. Well, the 'beautiful woman' part was exactly what he thought about Yori, but that 'I can go on for hours' was a cute blatant lie, as Yori could tell from how slowly Ataru would finally get up to face her into a similar kneeling stance.

Once facing the voluptuous grappler, Ataru was tempted to try and tackle her down right away, but his spinning head and numb limbs would let him know that it was too early for him to attack. Obliged to hesitate and take a further moment to recover, it was clear that Ataru could not keep it up to his silly brave words at the moment.

Yori was on her knees right now and breathing heavily. She might have got a short break a few moments back but the fight still toke the most out of her she got inside of her. So she needed to watch out what she would do next and what move she would throw on her opponent. Yori watched the boy with a focused look. She couldn´t allow herself to lose this match…

Suddenly she saw that the boy was making his way over to her, speeding up pretty much on the short distance. Yori ripped her eyes wide open, when she saw him coming, but it was already too late to do anything. The shoulder of the boy was thrown right into her stomach and Yori needed to cry out loudly in pain when this happened, before she falls backwards to the mat. Luckily Ataru would take a short break for himself, trying to recover.

Yori used this chance as well grabbing her stomach for the moment and trying to refill herself with air again after the boy took out all the air from her. She would roll over the floor trying to take the pain she had just suffered from her opponent. But it would take some moments till she was ready to go again… time her opponent could use very well.
 

After Ataru's latest attack, both contenders seem to be tired and down of energies, so he decides that the best way to spend the next seconds is to breath and recover. Of course, that implies allowing Yori to recover her own energies too, but it can't be helped.

Eventually, Ataru stands up to his feet waiting for Yori to do the same: "Uff uff... ready when you are, my beautiful opponent... ", he would say conceding a slight, tired smile. If she has not any surprise strike up her sleeve,the smaller boy will then engage a mutual lockup, soon trying to sneak around her and transition to a standing fullnelson lock.

Yori was down on the floor again after the smaller boy hit her pretty heavy with that spear, making her lay down, and open to any new attack. So the mature woman was expecting any attack soon. But it just didn´t happened. After some moment she heard the boy saying something to her and she would turn her head. She was seeing that the boy made is way back up to his feet and was waiting for her to do the same thing.

It would take the Japanese woman some more time to do this. She was first going to her hands and knees before pushing herself back up again so she was facing the smaller one. She would look down to him, but before she could say anything he tried to lock her up into a mutal lockup. She wouldn’t back down, but the smaller one was slipping right behind her and got her into a full nelson. Yori would moan out loudly when she got caught in that one.
“let go of me!”, she would moan out loudly.

"Heh...that's not how it worksYori. If you want me to let go, you have make me!", Ataru would grin at the bigger squirming woman from behind.
Actually, keeping such taller and curvy opponent locked in his full nelson was quite difficult, and the suggestive rubbing of her butt against his groin was not making it easier, also providing a sensual distraction that kept the boy's mind occupied and unable to think much about his next move.
Like that, Ataru just kept going with the full nelson... But with more than a slight blush rising to his cheeks.

Yori felt how her opponent wasn´t letting go of her. She struggled a bit while he holds her in this full nelson. Yori needed to moan out loudly a few times while she was caught but she didn´t gave in.

The mature woman tried to breathe in deeply, it seems like her opponent didn´t have any plan what to do with her… that was the time she needed. The mature woman would try to push herself backwards against the smaller one, hopping being able to shove Ataru backwards into the next corner and crush him between her and the corner. If that wasn´t enough to make him let go she would try to push her hip forwards while pinning him into the corner with her shoulder. Then she would try to throw her hip backwards and hit it right into his crotch… that should be pretty rough for the boy.
 

Forcefully moved backwards while struggling to keep the hold locked, Ataru couldn't get what Yori was up to in first place. And when he realized her plans, it was too late too sneak away.

"Wah..??? Unghhffff.... d-dammit... ". The young male still kept trying to mantain his noticeably weakened grip around Yori's shoulders, but the following hip-bump right into his groin and lower abs was more than enough to "persuade" him and definitely break his hold, painfully crushing the air out of his lungs with such womanly maneuver.

"Ungghffhhh.... !!! 0///0". Out of breath and smooshed into the corner, Ataru was forced to let go, his arms sliding down along Yori's shape. His cute face was resting on Yori's back, bathing her skin with a faint groan while his body remained trapped between the turnbuckle and Yori's voluptuous body.

Yori was just done hitting her hip backwards right into the smaller boy when she felt how he was slowly letting go of her. Finally she was free from this full nelson, she didn´t expected this move to be such a big problem… but it seems like she was wrong there. But now she was free form it…
“Don´t worry Ataru… this butt was the downfall of many man before you… nobody can handle it!”, she would tease him while she kept pressing him into the corner for the moment. She would use this position to breathe through deeply, before going on.

After her short break she would step forward, separating the two fighters, before she would directly turn around facing Ataru again. She needed direly go into the attack again, so Ataru wouldn’t have another chance of putting her into any hold.
So Yori decide to walk over to the ropes and grab the top rope while her opponent was still in the corner. After looking over to him one last time, she would jump up right onto the bottom rope using it to send herself flying up a bit higher( what wasn´t so high at all).
When she was up at the highest point she tried to send a kick to her side, performing a springboard roundhouse kick against Atarus midsection. This should be giving ataru some damage and the fans were loving to see a move like that.
 

"Unffh.... I'd have preferred not to learn it so directly...", Ataru would groan in response.
Having most of his wind crushed out of his body by just Yori's curvy hips, he couldn't certainly have a doubt about the effectiveness of her butt-based moves now.

His voluptuous opponent started to perform an elegant maneuver to attack him again, but in his short-breathed state he was unable to prevent it, and Yori's roundhouse kick didn't certainly make it better: perfectly delivered onto his slim midsection, her strike forced Ataru to double over, matter of factly kneeling right before the beautiful curvy woman.

"Unnffhhhhh....!!", he groaned, his hair brushing against her smooth legs as he remained in such totally offguard position, gasping in need to take a breather.

 

Yori would look down to her opponent with a smile on her face. So fast the table could turn around… just a few moments ago he was holding her hostage in his full nelson and now she got the upper hand back from him and now he was kneeing in front of her.

With a smirk on her face she would bow forward a bit and speak to him: “Oh this is right Ataru knee down in front of me… you know you can´t beat me.” She would tease him trying to sound friendly. But as soon as she was done talking she would reach out with her arms to grab his shoulder and pull him forward… putting his head right under her arm. In the next moment she would try to pull him out of the corner and more into the center of the ring. There she would try to reach out to his head pulling it out from under her arm before she would press his face right into her breasts. She would warp her arms around his head to press his face in there as good as she could. This time she got no advantage though ropes or something… she just wanted to see if that was enough. The mature woman would try to shake her chest to weaken him even more.

She would bit her lips while the fans where cheering loudly. That should be it… that should take Ataru to sleep.