Crimson Iris vs Ataru- Best 3 of 5 (COMPLETE)

Iris can see him slowly wearing down from her hold before he passout, she smile and slowly releasing him to easily put him down gently on the mat, letting the ref checking on him to see if he'll break up the three drop of his wrist.

The ref grabs his wrist and raise to drop. "One!.......Two!....."

The second Sexy Pose has effectively drained Ataru of all his strenghts, totally depriving him of stamina before lulling him to sleep.

The predictable outcome will be that of placing the boy into a helpless slumber while the ref drops his arm for ONE...TWO...THREE !!! times, thus sealing Iris' victory in round one.

Iris can see the ref drop his wrist for the third time, indicating that she won the first round. "Good boy Ataru~" She blow a kiss to him before moving over to her corner to relax and rest up while waiting for him to recover whatever he want, letting him take his time that se knew she'll beat him with no problem.

The crowds have clearly chosen a fovorite, as they cheer happily at Iris' cute and tauning blowkiss to the slumbering boy.

Soon Ataru comes back to his senses, his head still spinning a bit but his male pride urging him to resume the fight as soon as possible.
"Ugh.... very bad start Ataru...", he mumbled scolding himself, then assuming his stance ready to go again... or so he wishes.
"Here we go Iris... you are as strong as beautiful, but don't think you have the match in your bag already!", he says, apparently resolute to take revenge in round 2.

After Ataru and Iris all ready to go, she smile and walking up to him in a sultry looks and walk. "You wont beat me Ataru, you'll see~"

She gets ready with her hands up, slowly circling around him looking for an opening, she tries to reach out and grab his head to tuck it under his arm into a side headlock if she can.

Iris is fast enough to catch Ataru in her standing headlock, especially at this moment of the match, but Ataru is planning a counter to this hold:

"Bad move..!", he would declare. Placing one hand under her hips and circling her waist with his other arm, the boy would try to reverse the situation into a backdrop slam.... too bad for him that the prolonged stay in Iris' Sexy Pose has softened his arms and legs, making him unable to lift the girl for now.

"Nghh...d-damit...", the boy would groan, his face all red from both his failed escape attempt and the embarassing entrapment with his cheek pressed against the side of Iris' supple breast.

Iris got him in a side headlock, squeezing his head into a normal hold but when she hears his worrds, she felt him trying to lift her up. "W-whoa!" She was lifted off the mat for only for a moment before she was placed down on the mat back into her side headlock.

"Wow boy, you almost got me there, here let me reward you for trying~"

Iris pulls his head closer to press his cheek against her soft breast, pretty much smother him to his cheek just to make him feel embarrass and awkward where he is now, she kept teasing him while keeping his head under her arm.

"M-Mffff...". Being smothered and playfully teased by Iris prevents Ataru from thinking straight, making him unable to plan another escape move for now, except from trying to force his way towards the corner.

But, in spite of his embarassed squirming and struggling, Crimson seems to have the boy all hers to toy with for now.

Iris keeps her boy opponent into her sexy headlock that presses his cheek against her soft breast, she can feel him forcing himself to the turnbuckle and looks over it.

"Oh you want me to use it? Why sure Ataru~"

As they get to the turnbuckle, she use it to climb backward to sit on the top turnbuckle, trying to get her arms around his neck from behind and hopefully lifted him up a bit while leaning back in a hanging sleeperhold.

Ataru realizes too late his bad strategical mistake: as there are not rope breaks in this match, Iris cunningly uses the turnbuckle at her advantage, having her slow teasing way to lock her arms together around his back and throat, so that she can rock him from side to side into a hanging sleeperhold, which will both entertein the fans and weaken Ataru for good.
Once again, he's getting swayed back and forth in her holds like a baby. "Damit Ataru, all she's missing now is to sing you a lullaby!", he thinks in embarassed discomfort as she's easily toying with him.

"N-Nghh...", he groans breathlessly, his feet dangling off the mats as his hands hang on Iris' arms, helplessly trying to break her hold.