Aoi Tamazaki vs. Ryuke Toranami

Ryu would suddenly realize the dangers of his hesitating right beside the stronger assets of Aoi, but it was too late as her thighs wrapped around his neck bringing him down into a tight headscissor.

"Wah..mrffhhh....!" Pulled up into her hold in a way that allowed Aoi to both smother him into her crotch and get more leverage to squeeze him, Ryu had to drop the cuffs in order to try and push her legs apart.

But it was not likely to work, especially if she got to cross her ankles allowing her flexing thighs to send pulsating waves of painful weakness to his neck.

Aoi tilted her head back as she felt his face against her womanhood. She shivered as she locked in the hold and pulled back with all her might. Aoi's eyes fluttered as she held hard onto Ryu's hair. She began to softly rock her hips, bucking her hips against Ryu's face.

Her chest heaved gently and she began to pant softly. "Hahn... hahn... Isn't this what you wanted all along, Ryu-sama?" She teased as she bucked a bit harder, rubbing her thinly clothes sex against Ryu's face in a humiliating manner.

Ryu was doing his best with his hands placed on each of Aoi's legs, trying to match the constricting strenght of her thighs, but he was not faring so well, especially with his neck squeezed so high inbetween them. To make it worse for Ryu in more than one way, Aoi was able to muffle and smother his nose and mouth against the damp warmth of her crotch.

It was indeed an erotically suggestive hold, knowingly chosen by Aoi to underline her point; and, while the crowd was roaring in lewd joy at such scandalous hold, Ryu could not reply anything but muffled and smothered protests at her taunting question. "M-Mrpfhhhh...."

Rocked back and forth in a sensuous way, the male contendant could feel that Aoi's movement was not only meant as an insult, but was also aimed at pressing his neck with a repetitive squeeze, thus dulling his resistence and draining his stamina.

And the worse news for Ryu were that, to his embarassement, it was working, making his attempts at prying apart her headscissors weaker with each new squeeze from her python-like thighs.

Aoi arched her back as she felt Ryu's grip began to weaken.With his nose and lips pressing into her sex, she was start into become quite aroused. The thrill of submitting a much larger and stronger man was quite intoxicating and her gentle, subtle thrusts became increasingly rougher. "Unh... uhn... Ryu-uhn-sama...." Aoi moaned as she bucked, her pussy now dampening quite thoroughly as she humped, briefly forgetting about the match and just focused on her own pleasure and humiliating Ryu.

Encased inbetween such tightening and heated leggy vice, Ryu's eyes could testify in dazed embarassement how Aoi was getting increasingly turned on from squeezing the life out of him.

In her power trip of sensuous domination, the pumping and flexing of Aoi's thighs was growing in strenght and intensity, which could only make things worse for Ryu: head swooning from the repeated constrictions, he was helplessly rolled in her overheated headscissors with no chances to fight back now.

His labored, restrainted breathings were probably just adding to Aoi's arousal in making her crotch area hotter and damper; each humping from her squeezing thighs was rewarded by a muffled groan from the encoiled boy.

Aoi could feel Ryu's strength dwindling as she humped his face harder and harder. Her chest heaved faster and her moans increased. She was feeling good and she's made sure that Ryu facilitated it as much as she desired. And she desired more.

Aoi grunted and tried to bridge herself to roll Ryu over onto his back. If she could manage that, she'd have Ryu especially trapped and would have much more freedom to smother the boy's face. Once she had him knocked out, she could win this match quite easily.

Rolled onto his back with Aoi ontop, Ryu was thoroughly deprived of any freedom of movement. Underneath her legs and hips, she could feel his already weakened hands search ineffectively for a leverage to push her off, only getting to please her with a helplessly caressing touch instead.

With Aoi's weight pressed down onto his face, assisting her heated encoiling thighs in a sensual suffocating hold, Ryu could not breathe anything but her smothering and intoxicating scent now. The boy's eyes were blinking in and out of consciousness, as Aoi had him right where she had probably wanted him from the start.
"M-Mrfhh....". Denied to inhale the so much needed oxygen to feed his dulling muscles, even Ryu's protests were subsiding to soft vibrating sounds against the aroused girl's crotch.

Aoi continued to buck against Ryu. At this point, she barely even noticed the boy's faltering resistance. She was feeling quite close to her own, satisfying release and her moans grew louder and more rapid. She was struggling with herself whether she should give into her lusty desires, as well as giving the cheering audience of perverts exactly what they wanted.

But as she was getting close, she stood up. She couldn't release while she hadn't won. She needed to wint he match first and then she could make her statement. Aoi crawled over to the handcuffs that Ryu had and then turned around, Looking to push Ryu onto his stomach and begin sliding the first cuff over one of Ryu's wrists to lock it in the cuff.

Humped and smothered into half-consciousness, Ryu had been then easily rolled onto his front by a growingly assertive and self-satisfied Aoi.

On the bright side, since she had decided to get off him before she could bring herself to a climax, the female wrestler had not smothered him long enough to render Ryu fully unconscious, which still granted him enough awareness to try to fight back when he felt Aoi going to slip the first cuff around his wrist. "M-Mnff.... n-no...!", he would groan in a bit of a groggy refuse at surrendering.

But, no matter if his dulled movements could prevent her from half-cuffing him or not, Ryu's situation was still quite critical, with the still defiant boy all nice and dazed underneath her, and Aoi having all the chances to "lull" him into complete obedience, so to speak.

Aoi narrowed her eyes when Ryu tried to struggle. Aoi shifted her weight and straddled the boy's back. She then wrenched his arm up in a painful hammerlock and leaned forward. "Resist now and I make finishing this off as unpleasant as possible. Be a good boy and submit and I'll make sure you at least enjoy it." She purred cruelly and then tried to attempt to cuff him once more, just to see if he'd try and resist again.