Arya vs Ataru - Penalty match (complete)

Ataru's face would immediately blush as the sexy Arya would turn around so that his face would be presented nice and close to her lovely tush, alos giving herself a light wedgie so that she could taunt him with her peach perfect buttcheecks.

Trapped against the corner onhis knees and with the beautiful girl pressing her sexy ass close to his face, he would timidly start to kiss her heavenly smooth skin, reluctantly starting to apologize... to her butt as she had playfuly commanded.
"Uhh...s-sorry... *smooch*... I apologize... *kiss*...*kiss*". Aside from the humiliating penalty, it was not that bad really... but he was still in a very vulnerable position, cornered against the turnbuckle with Arya's butt right up to his face... and she still had plenty of time to toy with him furtherly.

She stepped back. 45 seconds remain on the clock. "To the center of the ring, on your hands and knees, now!" She orders, glaring at him.
"Quickly!" The girl orders, smacking her own ass, smiling to him after she stopped glaring.

Ataru was blushing to every possible shade of red, the crowd laughing joyfully at how Arya was treating him like her puppy.

Playfully commanded by the her self-smacking her lovely buttcheeks, the deeply ashamed boy had no choice but to crawl at her on all four like a good pet to the middle of the ring. "Uh...y-yes..", he hurried right behind her.

"Good booyyy~" She congratulates, petting his hair, then sits on his back, keeping a grip on his hair.
She would place a hand on his butt, spanking him. "Move!"
30 seconds left.

Poor Ataru could not stop himself from blushing, as Arya was having a lot if fun with the penalty time, praising her boytoy and now making him into her cute personal pony.

"Awch...!" With the sexy cosplayer comfortably settled on his back smacking his butt from her dominant position, Ataru had no choice but to comply and obediently parade around the ring on all four while she giggled happily and the crowd laughed in approval.

The clock counted down as Arya rode her pony. "Faster, faster!" She urges, toying with his butt.
Finally, the timer ended, and Arya let him go, making sure to shame him with a quick wedgie, then headed to her corner.

"Gasp...!! Uhh... I'll get you back for this Arya-chan...!".
Blushing deeply as he readjusted his spandex shorts, Ataru could finally head back to his corner as well, under the mocking laughters of the fans.

It looked like Arya had made his same kind of choice for her penalty chance, going more to mentally demoralize the opponent rather than wear him down physically... but he had to admit that she had taunted him a lot more.

With that, the bell would ring for the starting of the new round, with Arya visibly in her highest mood and Ataru in the act of walking to the middle of the ring ready to grapple her, but still clearly blushing.

Arya walked to him confidently. "Well well, you sure you wanna grapple such a bigger, more dominating girl?" She asks, her arms on her hips, but its obvious the girl wll jump right into ready position if needed.

Ataru's flustrated face clearly showed Arya how the boy had been intimidated and embarrassed by her crushing and sexy victory in round 2.

But he didn't want her to notice how much effectively she had weakened and demoralized him.
"Umpf... I told you I'll get you back... and I am going to do it now! Kyaaa!". With a scream of battle, Ataru would lunge forward into a football-like attempt at tackleing down Arya, assuming that she could be caught offguard with that taunting hands-on-the-hips pose of hers.
If his assumption was wrong, then Ataru will probably run face first into more than he had bargained for.

Ayra was being a little TOO cocky, and fell back onto her plump butt, with him ontop of her "Well well, looks like you have some fight in you~" She coos, petting him on the head, even if shes in a bottom position.