Yori vs Ataru - Special rules cage match (complete)

Ataru surely felt belittled at being pushed back so easily by a woman... and such a motherly beauty of a woman too! And Yori was ready to use that at her advantage, teasing the boy a little more before she would step back.
Ataru just fell into her cunning trap, moving forward with the intention to react, but as soon as he did, Yori hoisted him up into her 'firewoman' carry and started to parade around the ring with her cute male prisoner, arising more excited cheers from the fans... and more amused comments about how adorable Ataru looked in that hold by the same group of ladies from before.

"Gasp...! W-Well this is not exactly my idea of being on top... 0///0". Ataru would wriggle in discomfort but could not prevent Yori from carrying around like a little boy.
Before he could try to come out with any idea to counter, the flustrated boy was suddenly pushed up for a short fly that had him ending back down across the strong women's shoulders, producing a slight shock to his muscles that left the boy more softened and easier to control. "Uuunghhf...!"

Yori needed to smile because she was able to get into the mind of the smaller boy again… he was normally a nice and clean guy but with a bit work… maybe he would tell her some dirty secrets…

YOri started to walk around a bit more throwing him up over and over again. After some time she would start speaking: “Okay if you don´t like it up there… where do you want to be… you don´t want to be on top of me… you don´t want to be under me… tell me where you want to be!” Now YOri would do like she would think over something for a moment. Then she would say. “I have the idea… maybe you like this position more!”

She would than start to build up some speed by running forwards, before she would let herself fall backward down to the mat, bringing Ataru between her shoulders and the mat when she landed on the mat.

But yori wasn´t done there… she would directly jump onto her hands and knees and would crawl over her opponent. This time she would face the other direction than him. She would pin his shoulders with her knees down and her face was over his crotch… They were laying in a kind of 69 position. “so do you like this more?”
 

Ataru was both softened and disoriented by the repeated bouncing up and down across Yori's shoulders, which undoubtly made him feel... and look like a little boy in her holds.

Like that, the young male was not able to put up much resistance when Yori finally brought him down to the mats, shoulder first. With a faint groan the boy would remain stunned, face up while the voluptuous wrestler got over him with that sensuous cat-like crawling of hers.

"Uunnghh..... ow...gasp..!! I w-would be a liar... unghhh... if I said that I don't like it... 0///0", the cute boy would admit with a dazed voice, quite evidently referring to the curvy yet perfectly peach shaped butt inches from his face.
Blushing at the mesmerizing vision, Ataru knew that it was not the moment to stay down and admire Yori's beauty, and that he should rather get out of such sensually delicate position, but his still softened muscles and numb reflexes seemed not ready to respond yet.

Yori needed to smile a bit when she heard that he liked this position… She was thinking about something. Maybe it wasn´t the smartest thing she could come up with but I was sounding like a lot of fun. And it would give this match another turn… what would make it a better show for the fans.

Yori would slowly make her way back up to her feet standing over her opponent. She would then bow down to grab his arm and pull him up to his feet as well. As soon as she got him back to his feet she would hold on to his arm and spin around, she tried to wipe him into the next ropes, hopping that he would come back to her.

Yori would just stand there and wait for him. She would slowly lift her arms up, so it would look like she wanted to grab him as soon as he came back. But that wasn´t her plan. She instead wanted to give the boy a chance to counter it and get the upper hand… she wanted to do it so the fans and her opponent wasn´t really notice it… as soon as he was coming back she would bow forward and tried to grab him a bit slower then normally. She smiled at the closer coming boy.

Somewhat mesmerized by Yori's scantly clad butt looming so close to his face, Ataru shook his head to clear off his mind.
"What are you doing stupid Ataru??? Focus boy, focus!", he would silently scold himself. Admitting that he was liking that suggestive 69 position, as well as being smothered out by Yori's breasts minutes ago, clearly let Yori know about his weakness at being placed in sensual and smothering holds! Something that she could probably use to play with him more during the match.

But for now, the young male was just surprisingly brought back up to his feet and flung to the ropes by Yori's Irish Whip.
"Woahhh..!! O.O". Noticing that the motherly beauty was preparing to grab him on tracks with a quite predictible movement, Ataru saw a possible opening to counter it: jumping forward, he would try to use momentum to tackle her down with a flying crossbody press.

YOri smiled when she saw her opponent coming back. He looked confident again. That was what she was going for. She wanted a fight and no ragdoll. Suddenly the boy jumped up right in front of her. Yori ripped her eyes wide open. Although she hoped he would counter and bring a action himself, she didn´t knew what he would go for and so she was surprised that he decided to go for that.

Yori was so surprised that she had no time to react or get ready for the impact. So it came that the small boy was hitting against her with full the full impact of his speed and weight combined. Yori had no chance of staying at her feet and was thrown backwards and hit the mat hard, while Ataru was falling on top of her chest and pressing out all the air from her. Now Yori was on the ground moaning out loudly… “MHMMMMM”


The fans were starting to get behind Ataru again and started to cheer his name loudly trying to fire the boy up.
 

Ataru's counter successfully hit the target, having Yori fall down back first with his slim body ontop, somewhat cushioned and bounced by the woman's abundant bosom.

Ataru lingered for a slight moment at the pleasurable closeness with her voluptuous curves, but that was not the time to be distracted by Yori's beauty. Moreover, staying ontop like that was pointless in a match that did not contemplate pinfalls. So the young male would soon help Yori up to her feet while tangling his left leg with her left leg. At the same time, he would snake himself around from behind and and finally lock Yori's shoulder uner her armpit, completing a cobra-twist standing submission.

With his size and height disadvantage on the locked woman, Ataru could not keep it perfectly locked maybe, or apply max pressure, but even like that he supposed that the stretching submission would be uncomfortable for Yori.
Sure thing, it was sensually suggestive! Entangling in such coiling embrace was causing the boy to blush, his warm breathing bathing Yori's neck as he tried to hold back from blushing... but could not.
"Ufff... g-got you now. 0///0"

Yori was knocked down from her opponent, now she was down on the floor shaking her head, trying to set it straight again, but all she was getting was that the boy was lying on top of her right now. That was kind of cute of him. Ataru was back to his feet first… taking his chance pulling the taller woman back up as well. YOri was a bit dizzy while standing back up. She was just so able to keep standing.

She didn´t really realized that her opponent was setting up a submission move on her. In a really short time she was caught in a standing cobra-twist submission. The moment her opponent would apply any pressure on her YOri would start crying out in pain loudly. She would keep crying out the whole time. She was in this move a few times before… but then they were normally way more painful, it could be that Ataru was such a small boy… or maybe he just didn´t want to hurt a old woman like her. But it was still not nice being hold in this submission.

The fans were starting to get behind the small boy more and more, starting to cheer even louder for him. They wanted to see him climb out of the cage and stand over Yori in the end.

A submission was apparently a pointless move from Ataru, since his task was to leave the cage, but the young boy knew that he needed to diminish the strenght gap with Yori in some way, if he wanted to stand a chance.

The abdominal stretch was succesfully locked, allowing him to apply some uncomfortable stretching pressure on the entangled female opponent, but there was a price to pay from Ataru's side too: keeping the submission locked on a bigger opponent was deplenishing his own stamina supply, not to mention that the intimate rubbing and grinding of their sweaty bodies was producing a quite embarrassing side effect.

The more Ataru flexed, the closer his face would be brought to the side of Yori's ample bosom, and a tent in his stetchy pants was starting to inevitably bulge from the suggestive friction of his groin and her curvy hips.

With his breathing rate increasing and his messing up concentration, the cute boy had no choice but to break the hold. Though he remained behind Yori where he clinged her waist into a hug from behind... which was not reducing a bit the suggestive/embarrassing grinding by the way.
"G-Gasp..... g-get ready to go down again... I won't lose this match... 0///0", Ataru would say while barely holding back from letting out a moaning voice, as he prepared to try and throw himself backwards: another big move attempt from the smaller boy, who was now trying to connect with a german suplex!

YOri was caught in this submission hold and needed to moan out the whole time she was caught in it… it didn´t felt well and she wanted to get out of this as soon as she could. So the mature woman tried to bow forward, hopping being able to fight out of this just by using strength. But it had no use. The boy got it locked in tight and he wouldn´t let her get out of it so soon. At least that was what she though.

Instead she suddenly felt how the boy was losing the hold a bit more and more over the time, till she was finally realest from it. She needed to breathe in and out deeply as soon as she was out of it. But Ataru didn´t let her go away. Instead he was holding on to her with his arms warped around her.

Suddenly the mature woman felt something strange… at her but was something grinding. She was opening her eyes wide when she realized that it was the manhood of her opponent. She didn´t know why but she needed to smile when she realized that.


But she didn´t had much time to smile because suddenly the smaller boy was pulling her backwards, what lead to her being lifted up into the air, before she came down again crashing neck first into the mat while crying out loudly in pain.

She would roll around moaning out loudly in pain.