L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

That last yank seemed to have done the trick as Yuto’s crotch suddenly dampened under her touch. While the dark color of his pants helped to conceal the mess he made, one look at the boy’s face made it obvious to discern what happened. Having successfully brought him to orgasm, Valerie released Yuto from the Boston Crab and stepped away from him so the referee could start the count.

“I hope you enjoyed that because there’s more where that came from.”

"Guhh..." Yuto groaned and panted as Valerie let him go, causing his body to flop onto the mats.

He barely got the time to recuperate as the referee began the count the moment his opponent stepped away from him. The boy forced himself to get up onto his hands and knees as soon as he could, and even then the count already went past three.

"...four! Five...!"

"Uughh... damnit..." he sighed before raising himself to his feet, although he had to hunch over a bit, his hands on his knees.

The count was stopped and the match was resumed. After adjusting his breathing, Yuto looked up to see where Valerie was, hoping she didn't use the opportunity to slip behind him or something.

Valerie watched Yuto intently as he lay on the mat in the aftermath of his orgasm. As she listened to the referee make their way through the ten count Valerie wondered if Yuto would be able to make it back to his feet in time. If that was all it took to beat him then she would’ve been VERY disappointed in him. If that were the case then she would probably tell him to hang up his boots at that point.

To his credit though, it seemed as though Yuto wasn’t going to go down THAT easily. He managed to get back up at around the count of five even if his posture indicated that he wasn’t at 100%.

“I commend you for not giving up so easily. Though I must ask, are you sure you’re comfortable continuing the match in your current state?” Valerie asked with her arms crossed underneath her bosom. Her eyes were locked on Yuto’s crotch, or more specifically the pants he had just dirtied with his cum.

"Y-yeah... this isn't my first rodeo after all..." Yuto tried to act somewhat cool despite just having creaming his own pants a moment ago.

The show of concern from Valerie, whether it's genuine or not, did make things a little awkward for him. He wasn't sure whether to continue the match right away but at least it did give him a little more time to recover. The boy then raised his arms again for a grappling stance to tell her that he's ready to go again.

"So, uh, yeah... let's go again..."

“If you insist.” Valerie disregarded Yuto’s unconvincing attempt at projecting calmness and adopted a similar grappling stance. The two circled each other briefly like predators stalking prey, though one was clearly the predator while the other was clearly prey. They soon met in the middle with a lockup. Valerie brought her strength to bear against Yuto in an attempt to overpower him. If she was unable to do so then she would attempt to pull him in for a side headlock.

After a bit of circling around, the two of them were engaged in a lockup. Despite their similar build, Valerie now had an advantage over Yuto in terms of freshness, so she's slowly pushing him back. Still he tried to hold his ground as much as he could, which made him a little too focused on that to predict her next move. And so, when she suddenly pulled him into the side headlock, he could only gasp and groan as she caught him with relative ease!

"G-gahh...!" he squirmed and tried to pry her arm off him.

Valerie smirked as she caught Yuto in the side headlock. She made sure to press his face into her breast as she was sure that would fluster him. Unfortunately for him though her next move won't feel as good. Valerie straddled one of Yuto's legs, then reached over his near arm and locked it with her own arm. She then squatted and twisted to the side to flex the young man's back to complete the transition to the abdominal stretch.

The feeling of Valerie's breast against the side of his face was without a doubt distracting, which was why Yuto barely made any progress in getting out of her hold. As a result, she was able to transition into the abdominal stretch, leaving him trapped by her yet again.

"Aarrgg..." the boy groaned, still squirming, but now having an even lesser chance to get out from her grasp.

“Hah! Too easy!” Valerie crowed as she continued to maintain the upper hand against her opponent. With Yuto firmly trapped in the abdominal stretch, Valerie was able to use her free hand to target Yuto’s crotch again. This time though she slipped her hand into his pants so she could directly touch his dick. It was slick and sticky from his previous climax but it made for effective lubricant as she began to stroke his member.

“Does this excite you? Getting used as a plaything by your superior while being powerless to stop it?” Valerie taunted huskily in his ear.

"Hnn...!" Yuto's squirming halted for a moment as Valerie slipped her hand into his pants and seized his semi hard member.

With his excitement growing again, he resumed his squirming, although it's more of a reaction to her stroking rather than an attempt to break free from her clutch. He did put his hands on her arm as if he's trying to pull it away from his crotch, but the combination of the pain from the hold and the sensation from her stroking made him unable to muster his strength and willpower to actually stop her.

"O-oohh..." he moaned, feeling her breath brushing his ear brought a shiver through his back. "N-no... I... nnhh...!" he tried to deny what she said, but unable to complete his sentence.

His body reaction, particularly his throbbing member should give her the answer which she probably already knew anyways.