Isa vs Ataru - Cross/roster match (complete)

"Ok... she has caught me offguard but there's no way this cute girl can be stronger than me", Ataru thought to himself trying not to be disheartened by this embarrassing entangled start.

With that self-encouraging thought, the flustered boy tried once again to press himself forward.... only to suddenly find himself bending down as Isa clamped her sexy long legs around his neck with a somewhat gracious move, treating him to the teasingly seductive smoothness of her inner thighs as she trapped him between her best assets.

"Hey what are you do-inghhhhhff 0///0". Ataru couldn't do much, other than look down at Isa's calves while she crossed her ankles to secure the young male into her neatly performed standing headscissor.

The Scandinavian girl looked definitely good like that, standing proudly like an elegand dancer, and with Ataru bowing down at her like a little knight to a strong seductive princess.

While Isa's thighs felt heavenly smooth around his blushing face, which would definitely distract any hetero male from fighting back, Ataru had realized the dangers of lingering in Isa's headscissors. So his hands went up at those luscious yet strong thighs trying to pry them apart. It was quite the mismatch though, and the impression given from the front rows was of Ataru rewarding Isa's squeezing legs with a nice caress.

"Nhhggghh... I'll get out.... in seconds.... ghh... 0///0" , Ataru would groan in short-breathed exertion, getting all red-faced and for more than one reason.

Yes, Isa had to admit this was probably quite a sight. Honestly, it had been almost too easy. Ataru had been powerless to resist the blonde's actions, and was by now bowing in front of her like a peasant in front of a royalty. A peasant trying to resist her actions, but being hopelessly too weak to succeed in that.

But Isa didn't complain. And to her surprise, neither did the crowds. Despite her opponent being a local, probably hometown boy, the crowds seemed to be all too happy with seeing him humiliated like that. It was as if they were expecting, or even hoping for him to fail...

"Oh, sure, I do hope you get out soon Ataru! But let's see how low can you go, before you do..."

After those words, Isa started taking support of the ropes in front of her. And then, she started gradually lowering her hips...and thighs, along with Ataru's head between them. Slowly pushing it closer to the mat, the blonde wanted to find out whether the Japanese boy could manage an escape before his head would be pressed against the mat, under the pressure of her thighs and hips.

Ataru's captivity in Isa's headscissors was getting more embarrassing by the second: Easily humbling his straining efforts to escape from her lovely yet strong thighs, the Scandinavian girl was toying with her trapped opponent with teasingly seductive graciousness, and the audience was loving her ever more for that!

Grabbing the ropes for support and slowly lowering herself down, with Ataru squeezed nice and tight between her thighs and pressed down by her hips, Isa looked like a gracious ballerina having her classic dance exercises...except for one detail: The handsome boy trapped between her legs, making cute groaning sounds inthere while fruitlessly trying to escape.

The lower Ataru was brought by Isa's teasing move, the less leverage he could find to fight back, and soon the Japanese boy was lead down enough for his forehead would be touching the mats.
"Unnghff... T-Tight.. 0///0", he groaned faintly.

Straining underneath her hips, he was still trying to stand up and consequently lift the girl, but without a good leverage he was only wasting his strenght and stamina, unable to escape from such uncomfortable and sensually taunting trap.

Isa was fairly sure there was going to be a moment when Ataru would finally manage to pull his head out of its jail. Surely she couldn't just push it all the way to the mat.....but that moment seemed to take awfully long to arrive. And finally, the blonde could feel Ataru's head being fully pressed to the mat under her hips.

"Oh, that was easy!" Isa commented, but her tone wasn't only cheerful this time. There was a hint of surprise, and unease as well.

Honestly, it had been a little too easy. Was Ataru just playing tricks with her? Was he going to up his game when she least expected it? Or was he too shy to try fighting back properly? Or was she just that dominant against him? It appeared as if he was constantly trying to escape, but was it just a show?

There was only one way to find out. Surely Ataru's position wasn't too comfortable already, but she could turn it into an even more unpleasant one.

With that in mind, Isa attempted to somehow squeeze her legs even tighter around the Japanese boy's head, and started delivering some chops, gradually stiffer, to his lower back to spark his fighting spirit even further.

Ataru groaned in exertion from his uncomfortable position while Isa was wondering whether the boy was really trying to escape or not. The truth was like fifty-fifty maybe: Ataru was actually gathering his strength for an escape attempt...but he had been forced to do that because he had failed to pry apart her strong legs so far!

As expected, her chops to his back nudged Ataru even more into his intention to fight back.
"Ungfhh...I've had enough...grrffhh...!". With a partially muffled groan of exertion Ataru suddenly flexed his legs willing to get up amd hopefully unbalance Isa, breaking free in one swift move.

To Ataru's misfortune, the Blonde beauty was also squeeezing her thighs harder around his neck at the moment, which lead his half-successful attempt into basically have both contenders fall sidewards with Isa's thighs still wrapped around his head.

The first couple of chops seemed to go practically unnoticed, but after a few more Isa was starting to hear Ataru's muffled protests from beneath her. And finally, the boy was seeming to make some progress. He actually managed to unbalance the blonde, and soon Isa was finding herself being falling to the side!

All was not lost for the blonde though. Ataru might have succeeded in bringing her down, but he was far from managing to pry off her thighs.

"Uh, apparently I must be more careful from now on!"

Isa's compliment was meant to encourage Ataru, but despite that she had no plans of taking it any easier on him. Quite the opposite, the blonde beauty wanted to find out whether she could manage to pin him already!

Aided by her scissorhold, the Nordic girl attempted to turn Ataru all the way to a supine position. From there, she could try to raise her upper body and transform her scissorhold into a Schoolgirl pin, all the while trying to get hold of Ataru's wrists and press them down to the mat!

Ataru could certainly not waste time celebrating the partial success of his escape maneuver, especially not when Isa was still controlling his strruggles by squeezing his neck tightly between her strong sinuous thighs.

Turned around so that he had to lay face up with the nordic girl firmly ontop, Ataru was squirming around but he could not escape from Isa's upper stance as she transitioned into a neat schoolgirl pin.

While the young boy needed a moment to catch his breathing because of the headscissor squeeze, the blonde beauty capitalized that moment to pin down his wrists.
"Ugh...! 0///0". A reddish blush arose up Ataru's cute-looking face as he realized the bad position he was being locked into... and with the additional taunt of Isa looking down directly into his flustered face.

Isa's character was generally a very pleasant and kind one. She wished other people well, and aimed to treat everyone with respect. So far Ataru had done nothing that would have changed that. He had been a friendly opponent as well, bravely taking on the blonde despite her size advantage, and trying to fight fairly against her.

But there was just something about this situation that made Isa want to give Ataru absolutely no mercy. Despite her angelic appearance, there were some instincts of a predator waking up inside her. The Japanese boy sporting the flag in his outfit was a cute and brave opponent, but also like prey the blonde needed to hunt down.

Isa was going for the kill. She had absolutely dominated Ataru right from the start, and there was always going to be a second round in the match. So why not prove her skills as a huntress, and try to score a pinfall on the weaker boy already?

"Come on Ataru, the ref girl's coming to count!"

Isa was enjoying her superior position more and more, teasing Ataru with her charming smile while she was visibly excited at how effortlessly she was dominating her cute, supposingly strong male opponent.

And while Ataru was squirming underneath her, his head nestled inbetween her thighs, the ref-girl was seemingly enjoying the situation herself, willingly taking her time to get down beside the contenders, flashing a mocking smile while she started a teasingly slow pinfall count.
Ooonneee~♪"

Unwilling to lose the round in such inglorious way, the Japanese boy was nudged into fighting back more urgently, bucking his hips in an effort to kick out, which was basically making Isa's ride more amousing for the nordic beauty, but it was at least gaining him some slight room for moving his shoulders.

"Twooooo~♪".
Before the ref girl could call the third count, Ataru finally managed to turn around so that he was now facing down.
"U-Unffhh...! 0///0". On the bright side Ataru had managed to stop the count just in time... but that's where the good news ended, since Isa was still firmly ontop of him.

"Well, congratulations Ataru, looks like you made it!" the blonde started with a rather friendly tone, before glancing at the ref girl and toning it down to a more disappointed one. "Looks like the ref girl took her time though, you should be thanking her..."

The situation had been too good, really. Ataru had been firmly pinned down, and even though he had eventually managed to offer some resistance, it had been just too little too late. Well, it would have had been, if the ref girl had just actually counted decently enough. Now she had just been super-slow, and that didn't really please Isa. Pinfalls could anyway be scored in this match only by the count to five, how could she ever manage to get that far with that kind of pace?!?

That just meant Isa shouldn't be counting on pinfalls. She had to find out other ways to win him, and to be honest, those ways were not too hard for the blonde to figure out. However, she had no reason to rush them right now. Instead, she wanted to give Ataru yet another chance to prove his skills.

Or alternatively, exhibit her dominance once more.

"Why don't you show me your skills now, Ataru... How would you get on top of me?"