Patrice Vs Ataru - Bedroom cosplay match

Ataru would totally fell for Patrice's cunning trick, staring mesmerized as her voluptuous curves as they descended towards his face, promising to force him into a very dangerous (yet admittedly very tempting) kind of worshipping.

Enthralled by her beauty and flirty attitude, the naive boy was easily grappled into a figure four leglock instead and, before he knew, he was squirming and winching in pain little chance to escape.

Blushing as Patrice's mocking scolded him for let himself be deceived so easily, Ataru tried to swing his body side to side seeking to escape, but his efforts were only making the leglock more painful to his joints.

"Uurrrghhh, dammit it hurts.... I... I... yes yes ok...! I mean y-yes mistress.. 0///0". And thus, he decided that maybe it was not a bad idea to take Patrice's closer foot with both hands and lean in, covering its dainty form with soft kisses in the hope that it would gain him any relief from the current painful predicament.

Seriously. The match had barely begun, and Ataru was already kissing her feet.

Patrice was exhilarated. This was going to be so much fun! It was almost too bad that she had the dominatrix boots on. Feeling Ataru kissing her bare feet could have well felt quite good indeed! Especially as the blonde betted the boy had extensive previous experience from such action...

But having him obediently kiss her boots was pretty much just as fun too. Especially as he had clearly made significant effort with trying to thrash himself free - and failed miserably. Patrice knew she could have kept the leglock on for as long as she wanted...

"Ooh, good boy... That's it..." the blonde commended Ataru while giggling a bit from the funny situation. "You've earned your freedom..." the actress began as she released the leglock and began getting up, grabbing her whip with her, "...and a couple of these too!" she then ended, accompanied by a couple of whiplashes right to Ataru's belly!

While the lashes were just a way to dominate the boy even further, they did have another purpose too. Namely, to get Ataru to turn his back to the blonde as he would be getting back up... And when he would have done so, Patrice wanted to try if he was light enough for her to lift up and slam him to the mat with a German Suplex! She betted he was...

For being just an actress playing the roles of a wrestler and a dominatrix, Patrice was definitely too good at both grappling and dominating, Ataru admitted to himself as only the degradating act of kissing her feet got him free from her painful leglock.

But as the sexy vixen said, he had earner a couple of extras too, in the form of two more whiplash strikes across his body, forcing Ataru to groan in shocked pain and instinctively turn around, which just played perfectly along with her plans.

"AWCH...! UGH...! S-Stop with that-uhh??? Woahhh-Unnghhh!!! @///@". Patrice's guess about Ataru's slim body size and light weight proved right as the boy was lifted without much chance to resist,  the room quickly going upside down for him until a loud *THOOMP!* signaled his crash-landing to the floor, neck and shoulders first.

The crowd roared with joy at the perfectly executed german suplex, and how it left the poor boy stunned at her mercy.

Being a dominatrix was definitely fun. Being a dominatrix who could wrestle was even more fun. And being a dominatrix who could wrestle inside a ring with a brave, young and weak male opponent was like heaven!

Suffice to say, the smile on Patrice's face was extremely hard to wipe off. But she didn't even want to. She had absolutely no need to. Yes, some might have said that dominatrix's should not have been friendly, happy, or smiling all the time. That was just not part of their character.

But all that was bullshit to the French Actress. She was the flirty dominatrix. And she had every right to play that character exactly as she pleased!

It was just unfortunate for Ataru, who had clearly not been expecting a part in such a play at all. And after her German Suplex, Patrice took the perfect opportunity to elaborate a bit more for Ataru on what the boy was missing...

Pulling Ataru sitting from behind, Patrice wrapped her arm lightly around his neck almost like in a sleeperhold to be in a perfect position for some words. "Hey, is it the fault of the mistress that you haven't prepared yourself? I don't think so... I mean think about it, Ataru... You could have been anyone you would have wanted to tonight!" the blonde began as she pressed him down, before slowly starting to pull the boy back up to his feet. "You could have been Batman, you could have been Spiderman, you could have been Superman... Anything! You could have even come with some weapons, like say, a rope maybe? Then you could have maybe tied me up, and prevented me from doing another one of these..."

As Patrice's little taunt came to its end, she had pulled Ataru all the way back up again, and then tried to lift him up and slam him back down with another German Suplex!

Patrice was thoroughly enjoying her way to dominate her opponent's body and mind, keeping him weak with her wrestling ability while also crushing his willpower with plenty of teasings and mind game that were paying off very well on a cute naive boy such as Ataru.

Caught in her light version of a sleeperhold while still woozy from the recent throw, the Japanese boy had no choice but to listen to her soft-spoken taunts, as the French actress happily poured more intoxicating suggestions into his ears.

"U-Unngh... I'm not is blaming you... nnhggh... 0///0", he groaned in response, too groggy to fight back as she lifted him back to his feet. In spite of his state, Ataru was not planning to stay passively put in her holds though. And true to that spirit, he tried to wriggle out of her embrace.

Unfortunately for him, that had to be barely acknowledged by Patrice at his current levels of strenght, and so the next thing Ataru knew was that the world was turning upside down once again, until...

"Uuunghhh...!!! x///x". Another loud *TUUUMPPPH!* left him delirious and barely conscious on the floor. the lithe Japanese boy was getting tossed around like an almost literal ragdoll there. And now he was half-conscious on the mats, all hers to play with.

The German suplex had succeeded already well on the first time, and executing it for a second time was unsurprisingly also a breeze. Ataru seemed to be actually even a little bit lighter than what Patrice had expected, and the French Actress was very happy for getting to showcase some throws in the ring now too! Dominatrixes often gained their position through using weapons to force their slaves into submission, but the "real" dominatrixes that Patrice appreciated the most also had the power and the strength to control their opponents however they pleased! And against Ataru, she seemed to be getting a chance at just that...

As the Japanese boy lay exhausted on the mat, the French blonde took the opportunity to set him up in a Grapevine pin. She locked his legs in place with hwe own, pinned his wrists to the mat...but also gave him just enough room, so that should the referee have started a count, Ataru would have no problem lifting his shoulders just a bit off the mat. She wasn't looking to score a fall here, not just yet, instead wanting to have a little chat with him.

"Well, it is good that you're not blaming me... I'm happy! But please Ataru, tell me... I'm curious... What's your favorite role to cosplay? If you could have chosen any outfit, any role, and looked fabolous in it, what would you have chosen?" the blonde paused for a while after her question, before continuing with one more accompanied by giggles. "Or did you really want to be the pet?"

Like if being german-suplexed twice by a girl wasn't embarrassing enough for a male wrestler, Ataru was powerless to resist in his dazed state as Patrice happily proceeded to entangle him into a sensuous grapevine hold, painfully stretching his legs while at the same time subjecting him to the dominant teasing closeness of her hedfty breasts swaying over him.

The fact that Patrice looked so absolutely gorgeous in her flirty-dominatrix role made the whole thing even more demoralizing for Ataru, as she could tell from the nice tomato-red color of his cheeks.
"Uuhhh.... 0///0".

With the Japanese boy successfully teased, intimidated and immobilized, the blonde vixen took her time for more playful interrogations.
"Ah.. n-not at all! If it was up to me, I'd have chosen some hero-role... like a brave knight, a gentleman pirate or a space captain", he frantically said, not wanting her to think of him as a willing pet.

It was true that after the two suplexes, right now the activity inside the ring didn't look like much of a fight, as Patrice was just holding Ataru down onto the mat. But then again, this was AFW and the audience was far from surprised about that...if not even enjoying especially much of what they were seeing! Besides, to fill her role as the Flirty Dominatrix, Patrice had to do also something else than just keep throwing the boy around...

The blonde was genuinely curious to hear what Ataru would be replying to her question. She was curious to hear more on how the boy was like, and what he aspired to be. She knew very well that everyone had fantasies on who they would like to be, and Ataru's answer might affect the way she was going to script this match tonight.

"Ooohhh, that's interesting..." Patrice began reacting to Ataru's reply, lifting her head up so that she was gazing in the distance somewhere outside the ring. But that came with a side effect - one done with purpose, although she was acting differently - as her composure loosened up so that her breasts lowered on Ataru's face!

Still holding him firmly in place, Patrice took then her time on reflecting on Ataru's answer while suffocating him with her breast smother. "So you'd like to be a hero... I guess that's pretty common! It tells a lot of your character, you must be a good boy! And well, a brave knight? That's quite charming... Do you know how to use a sword? Do you know how to ride a horse? I guess those would be quite essential..." The French Actress was taking her sweet time, knowing very well that Ataru was currently incapable of answering her questions at all.

"A space captain... That's interesting! Do you like the space? Do you know all the other planets? Do you think there's life somewhere out there? Are space captains even good wrestlers? Hmmm..." There were still no signs of relief to Ataru. "But a gentleman pirate?" Trice giggled... "What's a gentleman pirate? Is he a good guy or a bad guy? I don't think I've ever seen one..."

Only now the girl finally "noticed" that she had been smothering Ataru the whole time, finally raising her breasts away from his face. "Oh, sorry Ataru, was I smothering you?" she then asked with her most innocent tone possible.

"Wah...? Don-mrrpffhh.... mffff...! 0///0". The crowd was thoroughly enjoying Patrice's flirty-dominatrix persona there, loving to see how she "accidentally" smothered the life out of her squirming and mumbling prisoner.

Ataru couldn't see the happily dreamy expression on her face, but he was surely suffering the full effect of her loving domination as she kept suffocating him underneath her pillowy breasts. To his air-starved lungs, Patrice's one-sided chat seemed to go on forever as he kept flailing desperately, gradually shifting from panicked to light-headed and woozy.

Only when the boy's struggles were slowing down to a meek, drowsy squirming, Patrice decided to "realize" that she was smothering him to sleep, finally lifting her enveloping bosom off from his face and letting him gasp frantically.

"Gasp...!!! Uuhhh... huff huff.... s-smothering.... huff... @///@", the boy mumbled in cute oxygen-deprived confusion, much to Patrice's joy.

Patrice was enjoying the situation a lot, and based on what she was hearing, so were the crowds too! That just made it all the more satisfying to lengthen Ataru's predicament under her breast smother, and chat for a little longer too... But finally it was time to offer the boy some relief, spiced up with her deceitful comments!

The Japanese boy did not seem to be answering any of her questions though, which was surely a shame. Granted, the boy needed to catch some breath - frankly a lot of breath - but that was not a good excuse enough to ignore the dominatrix's questions. If anything, ignoring them required a punishment!

But when it came to the French Actress, even that punishment was best served in disguise...

"Oh, I'm so sorry Ataru, I'll reposition myself immediately to avoid accidentally smothering you again!" the blonde stated out sounding all apologetic, before moving her body forward on the mat. But only just enough to have Ataru's head perfectly aligned to her thighs... And then catching the boy's head into a tight headscissor hold from behind!

And once again, the Flirty Dominatrix pretended that she was totally oblivious to the fact. Pushing her elbows to the mat and resting her head against her palms, she decided it was time for another chat. But not to Ataru, no, he didn't even care to respond. Maybe the ref would respond instead?

"Hey, ref, come here! I have some questions for you... Have you ever heard of a Gentleman Pirate? What's that? Is that a good or a bad guy? Do they still steal things, and-" beginnig to shrug "rape women? Do you have any idea?"