Here comes La Furia - Francesca Martino vs Ataru Toranami

Ataru could hardly feel more helpless as she continues with the sooothing loving cooings to his ear, giving another soft kiss to his cheeks as she visibly enjoys playing the motherly seductress role with her little boy-prisoner.

While he was supposed to be more expert, Ataru has actually fallen into her amorous hold and into her mind tricks just like a naive little boy there, wasting his strenght into a futile struggles and becoming too weak to fight back now. With his head comfortably nestled into her pillowy bosom, Ataru is squeeezed and squeeezed with slow repetitions, keeping him awake but so very tired as she also keeps toying with the growing bulge in his pants.
"Nghff.... m-must.... r-resist... nffh  @///@", he mumbles but his voice sounds as weak and adorable as his softened body feels in her clutches now... well, all softened except for that "special part" of him.

The ref-girl kneels down as to check, but she seems too much amused by the situation to even consider stopping Francesca from holding him as much as she likes for now. Which is a not unusual behavior from the naughty ref-girls of Tension.

The ref checking them focuses on Ataru for obvious reasons,enjoying the show as well,but still following her duty and work there~

Furia now moves her hand to tease with two fingers the left nipple on the boy's chest,keeping to hold him close and tight while biting her lower lip. "I'll make sure to teach you that lesson in a way you'll never forget it easily.." after ending her sentence in his ear,her feet would now pull down her opponent's underwear,lowering them until his thighs to show to the crowd his hard manhood,now exposed and free.

"Oh well...for a boy ...it isn't all that bad." Francesca chukles,grinning again looking at Ataru's leght while teasing and humiliating him,before moving again her soles to tease it again,rubbing up and down slowly,but deeply.

The ref doesn't stop to watch,as soon as she
approach slightly to wave her hand in front of the guy "hey!~ do you give up?" The ref asks, as Furia tightes a bit more for a second ,not wanting the fun coming to an end now.

Ataru is getting sleepy in Furia's sensuous sleeperhold as she rubs his hair with mocking tenderness, preparing to play with him more.

He can dimly hear the ref girl ask if he's going to give up, but the sudden sensation of a fresh breeze bathing his young erection, and more importantly the teasing rubbing of her toes along his exposed girth won't allow him to fall asleep that easily, having him moan and twitch in aroused distress.

"U-Unnhhg.... don't...want.. fuuuhh... @///@". As planned by Francesca, the boy groans and squirms a bit after the temporary tightening of her sleeperhold, giving the ref an excuse to let the the motherly-domination action continue.

"Oh!? Well, he's doing fine, so keep fighting ", the ref girl would say, not without a knowing wink to Furia.

As the ref sees Ataru's body reacting at Furia's job,she would move back letting the round continue without problems since he looks like still self conscious...at last a kind of.

Furia starts to rub faster up and down that leght with her feet,playing a bit more with his nipple before using her hand to move it under the wrestler guy's chin,and moving his face with tho fingers to the side and up to look at her.

as Furia grins down at him,letting him watch in the eyes the actual dominator, she would force him in a kiss,making their tongues wrestle too inside their mouths,always holding him with her strength and the arm still there around his neck,panting slowly due the kiss but smirking evily.

Ataru is getting ever more powerless and aroused in Furia's amorous clutches, and she is clearly willing to enjoy the situation to its fullest: with the boy inscapacitated to fight her, the strong Italian beauty angles his face up so that she can lean down and seal his mouth with her plump lips, furtherly draining his willpower with a hot kiss.

"Wha-mngh..?? Mnnnhhh... <3". With the boy falling deeper under her spell, Furia's one-armed sleeperhold around his neck is more than enough to keep him weak under her control now.

Moaning and twitching more urgently, Ataru is blushing a lot in her arotic clutches, starting to edge from the increasing rubbing, soon ready to burst out into a surrendering climax at the slightest next touch.
And that sensually dominant kiss just gives him that sexy final touch, having him shoot out his hot, white flag as he finally pops!
"Ah...! C-Can't.... any long-errhh fuuuahhhhnnnn....! @///@"

Furia Keeps her lips engaged with Ataru's,starting at the last moments to rub his leght faster,feeling from the soles the guy's dick throbbing.

Suddenly as she feels his body stretching ,and hearing his noises and moans,she understood he was coming,breaking the kiss to look and give a last deep squeeze at his cock,making him reaching a first climax,with all the cum spraying and ending on his body,mat and her feet,blushing slightly with an evil grin,patting with a hand his hair while slowly weakening her grip to release his neck,now using her hand to massage his chest "hmm...good boy..."

The ref approaching would stretch her hand toward the Furia's side,giving her the first point of this match; the Italian wrestler would let her for fall down moving away from his back,but not completely,before getting on her knees and stand up,she would move down to give a quick lick at his cock's tip,tasting his warm seed before standing,rolling her shoulders and resting against the ropes,satisfied with a smirk and licking her lips.

"Here we go! One more time...and all done.~"

Ataru's spent boyhood twitched as Furia's feet kept rubbing it into releasing the latest drop of his surrendering load, making the boy go limp and powerless in her gentle embrace as she gently held him for the ref to check.

The ref girl gives Furia the point at first, but the bell won't ring to confirm it yet: soon Ataru moans and squirms faintly at the teasing lick received by the sensitive tip of his boyhood, thus letting the ref realize that the Japanese boy is still conscious... more or less. "U-Unghh.... @///@".

"Ooops silly me, he is not out yet", the playful ref giggles at her own "mistake" while Ataru sluggishly tries to recover, still feebly willing to stay awake and fight back. Nothing that she can't easily deal with, probabaly

Furia hearing the ref would shrug "oh...I was sure he was already completely out..."

The girl approaches ,going down again but this time stretching her whole body on top of his smaller one,placing her heavy breasts in front of Ataru's face,wrapping her arms around his head,to make sure the boy would get knocked out for sure.

"Don't worry,he'll don't last too long..." Furia murms at the ref,smirking toward her before looking down between her tits,using a hand to pat his hair "Don't you?" She tells to him chukling ,even if he is not able to hear her probably.

The ref would get on her knees again ,stretching foward her hand after a bit of time, grabbing gently Ataru's writs,ready to release it and letting it fall down.

Ataru's blurry eyes tried to focus on the arena spotlights swirlings over him.... but their whole vision was soon occupied by Furia's bouncing melons as she prepared to finish the first round in the most womanly (if not motherly) way, laying down onto the smaller boy to put him to sleep in her breastsmothering embrace.

"W-Wah? N-No wait-mnnffhhh.... @///@". The cute dizzy boy tried to flail around struggling for air, but exhausted as he was from the combined effects of the recent sleeperhold-climax combo, he wasn't really going anywhere. It was utterly humiliating how Furia was maternally patting his head and cooing down at him like a voluptuous milf that would put her little boy to sleep... but he couldn't do anything about it.

"mpfff...mf-mfff.... x///x"Before long, Furia's soft massive breasts felt like the most heavenly and comfortable (treacherously comfortable) pillows, craving him to just relax and let him lull him into oblivion. With his arms falling apart, the giggling ref girl lifted his spaghetti-like arm and dropped it for the first time.
"Oooonnnee~", she gleefully announced to the enthusiastic crowd.

Furia breathing slowly just stays there without moving,just waving a bit her hips having that still throbbing cock raised like a flag,teasing it between her ass cheeks and pussy slit like a hotdog.

Furia manages to feel the poor guy under her struggling desperately,slowly getting tired reaching the point of feeling him just paralized.

Francesca feels his hot breath between her tits and his chest relaxing as the ref would grab again that wrist and pull it up,letting it fall down again ,announcing the count at the crowd.

" twoooo!~"