Mariko Ishii vs Blue Thunder Mask

A chuckle escaped Mariko's lips as the masked man struggled to free himself from her breasts, inadvertently rubbing his face against them. "Oh my, how bold of you~" she teased, knowing he wasn't doing it intentionally. His attempts to push her off of him were also in vain, as the Japanese woman kept him securely trapped. "Shhhh~ Just relax. It'll all be over soon." she cooed, using one hand to pet his trapped head.

With BTM drawing closer and closer to potentially passing out with each second, Mariko saw a chance drawing near to possibly put this match away soon. She'd wait until his struggling began to grow weak, and would then keep his face against her chest while pulling him back out to the center of the ring. She'd finally release his head only to drape the masked man's left arm over her shoulders while wrapping her own arms around his waist from the side. Hoping he would be too out of it to fight back, Mariko would then attempt to once again lift him up, this time attempting to slam him down on the mat with a back drop suplex. With this move she intended to break any resistance that might be left in BTM so that she could try to end it with one of her finishers.

BTM face is blushing from bit lack of air and having getting pressed against her soft breasts that is just as good as his pillows at him, or much better or worst actually since she was really controlling the match so well, he couldnt handle it that well himself other than being brave and try to handle this the best of his ability. "Mmmm....."

His arms slowly going limp but doesnt stop Mariko from doing from what she wanted to do to him. Dragging the poor young wrestler with her all the way to the center of the ring, BTM soon found his arm being drape over her and hugging his body to hold still, shortly after that she lifted him up with ease and once more, another slam onto BTM right to the mat with great impact, bounces him a little before nearly knocked out, he lay there panting and covered in sweats, he couldnt believe himself he have gotten his butt kick by a new and stronger wrestler. "Ohh......"

Having successfully slammed BTM to the mat once again, victory seemed to be right in Mariko's grasp. Now it was time to bring the masked wrestler's suffering, and this match, to an end. Standing next to his prone body, she leaned down and grabbed his head, then slowly guided him up off the ground before shoving his head in between her thighs in a standing headscissor. "Time to put you to sleep~" she said, leaning forward and wrapping her arms around his waist. She'd then lift him up into a powerbomb position with him sitting over her shoulders, and grin as she gave his crotch a light, teasing lick with her tongue. And finally, Mariko would grab on to the sides of BTM's trunks and lift him into the air, before pulling down on them to slam his back onto the mat with one of her finishing moves, the Last Ride.

If successful, she felt there was a good chance BTM wouldn't be able to put up a fight anymore, if he was even still conscious. And so the Japanese beauty would then stand over his body then drop down to sit right on BTM'a face, with the crotch of her shorts resting heavily on his mouth and nose and her shins on top of his arms to keep them pinned. Grinning down at her opponent as she wiggled her hips to settle into her seat on his face, the referee got in position to count the pin and slapped the mat.

"One…!"

BTM havent been taken down by someone as tough as her, well everyone is tougher than himself and he was trying his best to be good, but the best he can do is jobbing to everyone he met, she was the next person who manhandling him after throwing him down hard right on the mat like that, his body is nearly broken from the beaten he took even it was just few moves, still powerful by her.

The young wrestler thought its going to be over and pinning down right after that but when she said, barely hear it clearly, going to put him to sleep. He felt his fear is growing pretty quickly before getting grabbed by the head and tucking between her shapely thighs, barely standing and blushes quickly when his shorts were grabbed and flipping the young man right up onto her shoulders, he looking down at her face and trying to not feel wrong in front of her, but she would pull him down hard and slamming hard right onto the mat with huge impact. "OUGHHH!"

BTM spread eagle and knocking out while not aware that his face was getting sat down by her soft rear end, pinning down humiliated while she waiting for the referee to finishing counting the pinfall. He can barely har the first count but shortly..... "TWO!" ..... BTM still out cold by that powerful powerbomb, couldnt believe hes going to lose like this.

Mariko had no knowledge of the struggles BTM had undergone in his past matches. To Mariko, he was simply another opponent set before her so to be put in his place beneath her. And that's quite literally what she'd done. As she'd gotten comfy in her seat, she brought her hands to rest on her hips while continuing to smirk down at him.

"Three!" the referee said, slapping the mat to finish the count, and the bell rang to signal the end of the match. As her music began to play through the arena once again, she stayed in her position on top of BTM's face and winked toward the photographers while holding up an arm and flexing her bicep, striking a dominant pose over her defeated opponent for a moment to let the photographers get a few good pictures. After several seconds, she looked down at BTM once again.

"I was wrong. Turns out your face was an even more comfortable chair than your back." She giggled before finally rising up off of BTM, giving a casual wave toward him as she walked toward the ropes. "It was fun. Let me know if you ever want a rematch~" she said, then stepped through the ropes and exited the ring, and waved to the cheering crowd as she walked back up the ramp returned to the backstage area.

BTM was completely defeated, he did fairly well but not enough to get back on top at all, he was completely destroyed by Mariko in the ring and unable to win this match tonight, getting pinned down to the count of three as the bell ringing announced the winner of the match, obviously it wasnt him since he was literally thrown hard onto the mat by her powerbomb, she was just that strong.

He eventually waking up few seconds later to hear her saying if he wants a rematch again, he does in his mind but his body not yet, not for quite awhile. Blue Thunder Mask watching her from the distance while shes leaving the ring, getting the glory over her win against him, he eventually start coming to and able to move himself, he did what he can and hopefully next time he could do better, hopefully, slowly slipping out of the ring and taking his time to walk backstage to rest up in his locker room.

Winner- Mariko Ishii via pinfall.