Eiruferu/Auphemia VS Ryu/Ataru - Winners take a prisoner! (complete)

Of course, Ataru didn't expect someone like Eiruferu, who had so easily (and sensually) dominated his friend (and former Sex Wars champ) Andy, to fall for his first fake attack. But the corner of his eyecaught a reaction at the hinted elbow directed to her face instead. Concern maybe? He hoped so while flipping high in the air, eliciting "Ohhhhh"s of marvel from the crowd as he finally went for his fullbody press.

Unluckily for the young boy, it was interest not concern, as Eiruferu herself let him know when her shiny lipstick coated mouth moved to spell that single word, revealing a sultry seductive voice.

More importantly, the busty queen was perfectly prepared to counter Ataru's "interesting move" as she suddenly welcomed his pretty fly into a leggy embrace with her long, beautiful legs spread apart, ready to clamp around his waist and catch the cute birdie-boy in mid air.

"U-Ugh...? 0///0". Like in slow motion, Ataru had the time to blush at the teasing smile of Eiruferu that definitely seemed to tell him "nice try little boy". Then he was caught into a mid-spin between her thighs, (his light built certaily not a big deal for her strong legs), and slammed down face first into the mats, groaning in frustrated pain as Eiruferu somewhat graciously ended their fall into a bodyscissor lock around the shocked boy.

"Unghhffff..!!! 0///0", Ataru would groan in stunned discomfort after his awkward fall, so contrasting with the sexy nonchalant image of Eiruferu languorously reclined onto one side with her legs wrapped around his squirming frame, like if she had not just performed an outstandingly good counter move!

Eiruferu was proud (but not surprised) at the efficiency of her counter, having expected the boy to quite literally fall into the faults of his move. And she would be sure to let him feel the cost of his arrogance by tightening her legs around his torso, putting a pattern of tight and loose for a few seconds to give him an idea of what’s to come.

After about three of these pulses though, she’d release the boy, kicking him off of her lower leg to stand back up on her own. “Such a risky move right from the start, you must have wanted me to counter it.” The busty queen would say, standing across from the boy and waiting for him to pick himself back up.

Ataru groaned in cue with the powerful yet somewhat sensuous pulsations of her thighs, trapped in her breath-taking bodyscissors until she quickly decided to let him go, opening her leggy vice and rolling the boy off with a gracious yet somewhat degradating pushof her foot.

"Ungh... n-not quite. I was rather trying to impress you with my skills maybe.... not to much avail as it turned out 0///0", Ataru would reply, being honest to the limit of naivety as usual for him.

Frustrated but not disheartend by Eiruferu's strenght and ability, not to mention her womanly compelling personality, the young boy pulls up to his feet and moves forth for an apparently bullcharging attack.

Though, his real intent is to grab Eiruferu's arm as soon as she tries to strike back, willing to twist around and bring the voluptuous opponent down to the matss with an armthrow.

Not being a buff and towering fighter, it's perfectly normal for Ataru to use this kind of technically skilled wrestling movesrather than trying to overpower his foe by mere force. The true question i Will Eiruferu take the bait this time?

Of course with most opponents, a strike that would leave themselves open would be expected when confronted with a bull rush. However Eiruferu showed no concern as she recognized yet another attempt to faint into a more proper move fitting his style. Unfortunately for Ataru, the busty queen was both a capable technical wrestler and a considerable powerhouse.

And so she in turn would wait until he was just at her and attempt to move for her arm when she’d bring her leg up for a swift kick to his chin. And if it were to connect, she’d lower her shoulder and go for a heavy spear into his gut, aiming to knock him down onto the canvas with her on top.

Ataru lunged forward aiming at grabbing Eirufer's wrist and... his brain was suddenly rattled as the voluptuous queen showed that, regardless of her curvy powerhous body, she was also an outstandingly swift and skillful wrestler!

"U-Uuunhhgghh...! @_@", Ataru groans in numb pain, lifted upwards by Eiruferu's kick as her foot connected up her chin, dragging him along with the swinging movement of her long powerful leg.

Figuratively surrounded by tweeting birds swirling around his dazed head, the handsome Japanese is totally exposed and incapacitated to resist her following attack, as Eiruferu delivers a breath-crushing spear into his midsection, successfully grounding the lightweight boy as she he hefty curves pin him down to the mats.
"U-Unnfhhhh.... t-that...hurt... bad...", he admitted in a daze. Which probably would make him look pitifully cute.

“It’s what happens when foolish boys like yourself try to take on a woman with such predictable attacks.” Eiruferu would say as she would sit up on top of Ataru, mirroring the position Auphemia had over Ryu before the tag that put the two in. However unlike the busty mistress, the Queen wouldn’t simply get off the boy.

Instead, she’d bring her right hand up and begin to smack the boy across his face back and forth. Visibily it didn’t appear that the woman was hitting very hard, but considering her smacks would cause his face to follow along with her hand, the boy could say that it definitely stung more than it looked.

Ataru was blushing to a bright shade of red as the busty queen adjusted herself ontop, securing his arms along his sides within the squeezing hold of her strong legs, thus trapping the boy into her royal schoolgirl pin.

"Ugh... I....0///0". Being lectured while pinned in such a dominant-matronly way was quite the belittling predicament for Ataru. And as in cue, Eiruferu started to show him how pitifully weak he was, starting to casually slap him back and forth with one of her soft, perfectly manicured hands.

"Unghh...! unff ungh unf ungh!! @///@". Indeed, Eiruferu slaps bit more than they looked, and not only to the boy's pride as they started to leave slight bruises on Ataru's cheeks, sending his head reeling from the non-stop forcefully turning side to side of his head.

Ryu was clenching his hands at the sight, his blood boiling at seeing his beloved cousin not only in a tight spot, but even humiliating way!
"C-Come on Ataru... get out you can do it!"

After over a minute of the nonstop slapping, Eiruferu would give the boy a moment to relax as she placed her hands on his chest, keeping him down but not fully pinned as to avoid a sudden fall. While she remained on top of him, the Queen would look back to Ryu with a smirk, appearing to mock Ryu at his inability to help his cousin. But not only that, she was almost daring him to do something.

And adding fuel to the fire that was Ryu, Eiruferu would then temporarily get off of Ataru, only to turn him over facing his cousin and once again mount him. This time on her back, the Queen would reach down and place her hands on his chin, suddenly pulling him up to a painful camel clutch.

“I will show you why you should never act so carelessly against your superior.” Eiruferu would announce, pulling the boy’s head back so that not only was the hold tight, but the back of his head was cushioned against her large breasts. All the while, Auphemia was watching Ryu, intrigued by the provocation (but not surprised) Eiruferu was showing.

Perhaps she had a similar idea as the busty mistress?

With Ataru effectively tamed and pacified after a lenghty session of royal slaps, Eiruferu could now leisurely take her time to put the cute little boy into her next hold, moving with slow, deliberate slow sensuality while constantly looking at Ryu with a playful smirk, until she had the diminutive boy nice and secure into her camel clutch.

"U-Unnghh... n-nuu... can't...esca-nghh... 0///0". Groaning nicely with Eiruferu's enormous breasts cushioning his cute head as a further womanly taunt, Ataru tried to fight it but his room for movements was just limited to some cute flailing of his forearms, that could not lead him anywhere. Helplessly caught into Eiruferu's submission, the poor boy could only move up and backwards as she gradually applied more pressure, having his head pulled ever more into her bouncy melons.

And right then, Ryu sprung forward into the ring!
"Grrrr enough! >///<". Running at Ataru's rescue like the predictible hot-tempered dragon, like the hopelessly naive little knight that he was, ready to defend the weak and the innocent on his figurative white horse... and most likely diving headfirst into a trap that the voluptuous cunning ladies had set for him!

“That’s the idea, and I’ll be intent on keeping it.” Eiruferu would claim, keeping the pressure on Ataru while pressing his head more against her large chest. And as she continued to pull more and more, she saw Ryu’s self control break apart until, like the hopeless hero he was, came rushing out after her to save his cousin.

Unfortunately for the boy however, he wouldn’t reach the Queen as Auphemia would move in to prevent his would be rescue, delivering a solid breast hook to his face. “Now now Ryu, it’d be rude to just interrupt the two when they just started.” She’d say if she had managed to stun him, then moving in to preform a combo of breasts blows on him, aiming to knock him back towards the corner. “I’ll keep you entertained 7ntil it’s you’re turn.”

“And now that that’s out of the way.” Eiruferu would say as she looked down to Ataru, smiling as she continued to pull on the boy’s head. “I can now have my fun with you without the potential risk of someone ruining it.”