POW Match: Clyde Gastin Vs. Shiori

"L-Little!?" Clyde let out within the hold Shiori had him in, his eyes going wide as he heard what she called him. Stubborn he could agree with, Clyde knew he was stubborn as hell but Little!? That crawled under his skin and made his blood boil. Sure he was kind of a light weight, small of frame and short for a guy his age but still! He wasn't little! At least that's what he felt and told himself.

This rising feeling in Clyde may have attributed to him getting to the ropes to escape from Shiori, but couldn't deny the feeling of pleasure that came with her soft hand rubbing at his crotch, making Clyde's face scrunch up and moan softly from the feeling, only to then gasp sharply as she gave him that teasing squeeze that made his eyes shoot wide while he grit down his teeth, body locking up stiffly while he felt himself starting to honestly lose it as he began to leak pre-cum under his boxers, covered by his jeans. Not good at all, Clyde thought. He would relax though the moment Shiori got off him but would find himself embarrassed and flustered even further at the sudden spank that Shiori gave to his rear, making him release a sharp surprised yelp!

"Yipe!" He let out as his eyes went wide, hopping up from the canvas until he clung to the ropes, frantically moving about until he turned around to look at Shiori with a flustered look of disbelief and surprise at her antics, blushing a deep shade of crimson while he stared at her with his mouth hanging wide open, not knowing what to say at first. The crowd was loving it though and found Shiori's antics to be more than appealing while Clyde's reactions were found to be quite humorous for them.

"C-C-C-Cowboys ain't supposed to be cute, dammit!" He shot back with clear flustered frustration as he clung to the ropes and hoisted himself up with a frantic pull, before he looked at Shiori over his shoulder and then at the ropes, taking a deep breath before he tried to utilize what Heather had once tried to teach him.

Gripping the top rope, Clyde tried to jump up and plant his feet on the middle rope and springboard off of them, turning his body in mid-air as he launched himself back at Shiori, trying to hit her with a surprise, springboard crossbody.

If it worked, Clyde would land over Shiori and try to keep his torso across her's to hold her down while reaching back to hopefully hook her leg, attempting to go for a quick pin.

"Aww, come on, you don't have to deny it, Clyde-k-w-whaa?!" Shiori would let out as she was taken aback by the cowboy's reaction.

She definitely didn't saw that coming, thinking that she already wore him down with her hold and rubbing. Shiori still managed to cross her arms in front of her for a little defense before Clyde's body hitting her. Letting out a cute yelp, Shiori would fall on her back with the cowboy's body on top oh her. She bounced once on the mat and before she felt her leg was hooked by her opponent, causing Shiori to let out a short gasp. The fall stunned her a bit, but as the referee began to count "One!", the girl know she needed to break free as soon as possible.

"Two!

With not much option to take, Shiori would reach for the cowboy's crotch to give it a light squeeze with her hand, before she would try to kick her free leg.

Mere moments after launching himself off the ropes, Clyde felt something in his leg go painfully tight for some odd reason, it made Clyde wince in a bit, but he tried his best to just ignore the pain as he caught Shiori with the surprise springboard crossbody, grinning mischievously at his unexpected high-flying move that made the crowd gasp as he took Shiori by surprise, almost laughing at her startled reaction while he held her down and hooked her leg. Letting the Ref-Girl go for the count.

"Haha! Didn't expect that one, did ya, babe?" He joked to her with a wide, teasing grin as he turned his face to look her in the eye as he said this, thinking he was going to steal the match as he heard the two count but from out of nowhere came yet another sultry squeeze to his crotch that caught Clyde off guard, making his body jump and lockup a bit, just as Shiori kicked her leg free and broke the pin.

"G-Gah! Again with th-th-th-The Grab!" He yelled to her with a bright red face as he laid over Shiori and felt his stomach churn and his member pulsate from the built up tension he received from Shirori's touch. Not good at all.

Clyde then tried to lift himself up off Shiori and went into a kneeling position, but the moment he did this, he felt his knee buckle. "Ghh." He let out, feeling the pain, unable to stand up as quickly as he wanted to. Shiori's single leg boston crab had done some damage and Clyde's springboard had made it worse. "Dammit." He muttered before trying to hurry up and mount Shiori's stomach as an act of desperation, trying to pin her wrists above her head.

"I... I think you're better off stayin' down, Toots." Clyde would remark with a hint of red under his cheeks at the manner and position of the pin, trying to hold Shiori down desperately for another pin. Clyde wasn't even sure if it would though.

It's not against the rules, so Shiori didn't see a problem with her grabbing Clyde's private like that. At least she didn't squeezed it with all her might. If anything, the cowboy's reaction made it seem like fun to do that. As she panted on the mat, trying to catch some air, Shiori saw the cowboy went into a kneeling position and his reaction afterwards made her smirk a bit. So she did manage to cause him some damage after all.

Her eyes widened a bit as Clyde tried to get on top of her again, and she let out a gasp as the cowboy managed to sit on her stomach. However, as the boy tried to grab her arms, Shiori would try to brush off the cowboy's hands with one arm while slipping the other to... grab his crotch again.

"Oh yeah? How do you like this, then?" she said with a wicked smile as she began to squeeze Clyde's balls through his pants lightly.

She would try to use her other hand to push the cowboy off her stomach afterwards before trying to get away to get into a kneeling position.

Holding Shiori down, Clyde was determined to secure a pinfall one way or another but his eyes would go wide the moment he felt her hands slip free of his grasp and was about to try and grab them again and pin them down but would jump and be taken by surprise at the sudden grab at his crotch once again, making Clyde's face turn red from embarrassment and frustration.

"IS THAT THE ONLY MOVE YOU KNOW!?!?!?" He let out before he was pushed off of Shiori and fell off to the side onto his back. He then quickly tried to scramble up to his feet by turning onto his knees, but would freeze as he felt a small pain in his knee courtesy of Shiori's early submission, promtping Clyde to try and crawl for the ropes to help him back up, unsure if he'd get there before Shiori.

"Temper, temper..." Shiori let out teasingly at Clyde's reaction, chuckling. "But your body is telling me that you like it, Clyde-kun..." she would say before giggling again.

As she watched the cowboy crawling towards the ropes, she would push her hands off the mat to launched herself onto her opponent. Shiori's plan was to try catching Clyde's unhurt leg at the ankle, so she could pull him away from the ropes without hurting the boy too much. When she managed to do that, Shiori would try to bend the cowboy's leg before wrapping her arm around it for a leg lock. She wouldn't give him too much pressure yet, not wanting to cripple both of his leg. This was just to keep him in place for a bit.

"Or maybe... you like this kind of move better, hm?" she would ask teasingly.

Clyde remained silent upon hearing Shiori's words because they were quite true, he hated what she kept doing but she was affecting his body so much that he was just moments from caving into the feeling. If he didn't have so much pride he probably would be willingly giving into Shiori and bowing before her, similar to how he was earlier in the match with her.

He had to get away and head for the ropes to recover properly and he crawled away trying to do this but to his disdain, Shiori was right on him, leaping right onto his left leg and hauling him back. "NoNoNoNoNoNo!" He protested while being dragged away, clawing his nails into the mat before she wrapped her arm around his leg and held him in place away from the ropes, prompting Clyde to frantically squirm and flop around in a desperate attempt to get away from Shiori, throwing away his energy as he bucked around.

"I can deal without either one right now!" He shot back while trying to get loose and haul himself towards the ropes even with Shiori holding him, which was something that had a small chance of working.

Shiori smiled at Clyde's stubborn act, as she was amused with it more than anything. She would let his leg go so she could try sitting on his back instead for a better control over her opponent. With her weight on his back, the cowboy probably wouldn't be able to crawl his way towards the ropes, or so she thought. Once she managed to do that, the first thing Shiori would do was to pull the boy's body up a bit while leaning herself towards her opponent as well, pressing her breasts on his back. Afterwards she would try to wrap one arm around Clyde's neck for a light sleeper hold while her other hand would be placed on top of the cowboy's head.

"Then what about this~" She would say softly before giggling into his ear as she began to ruffle his messy hair playfully.

Trying his best to get away, Clyde expended a lot of his own energy in his struggle, leaving himself worn out quite a bit and further unable to move the moment Shiori placed herself on top of Clyde, pressing him flat on the mat as she sat on him, unable to move. "Guh..." He let out as he was flattened down from a combination of exhaustion and her small weight on his back that was enough to hold him down.

He grit his teeth with a small blush on his face upon feeling her breasts against his back, feeling her arm reach around his neck to put him in a light sleeperhold that Clyde immediate tried to pull out and force it to be broken. He had trouble doing that though with how Shiori giggled into his ear and ruffled his hair, the latter being something that Clyde enjoyed greatly, making him shut his eyes tightly to try and avoid thinking about the feeling of Shiori's soft hand and delicate fingers running at his hair. It felt nice, but it wasn't the right time!

He was greatly embarrassed by how much she continued playing with him and couldn't escape. It got so bad that Clyde was instead just starting to get frustrated and buried his head in the canvas and let out a frustrated groan.

"...You're impossible..." He let out, panting lightly under Shiori.

Shiori giggled some more as her ruffling seemed to affect Clyde quite a bit. His groaning was the proof of it, since she didn't put too much pressure into the sleeper hold. It seemed the more she fought him, the more she was reminded of her former kouhai. She shook her head a bit, not wanting to be distracted with that issue anymore. At least, not for now.

Shiori would then try to pull the boy's head a bit, wanting to see his face while she's still playing with his hair. Her other arm would start applying a little more pressure to prevent Clyde burying his head back onto the canvas. Hearing him calling her impossible just made Shiori smirked in amusement.

"And why is that, Clyde-kun?" she would as teasingly as she tilted her head to the side slightly.