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Bringing Up Cammy	By : Shinkansen Category: +S through Z > Street Fighter Views: 13178 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Street Fighter, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Note: This chapter contains F/D, Oral, Violence
Rainbow Mika couldn’t believe she'd lost. She had gotten carried away, like she always did, tried to play too much to the crowd, and it had cost her the round.
Well not this time. There was no trace of showmanship in her posture now. She reminded herself that this wasn’t a wrestling match, this was a street fight. Like her mentor Zangief used to say, "Even the strongest fighter is vulnerable to a kick in the groin."
And Maki was too fast, much faster than herself. If R. Mika wanted to win, she would have to fight dirty.
When the bell rang again, Maki moved in. She tried a few feints with her tonfa, but R. Mika dodged, slipping in closer with every strike.
At the last moment, the wrestler faked an opening. Maki waded in with more kicks, but now that she knew what was coming, Mika was able to tighten her gut and absorb a lot of the force. She let Maki get closer and closer…
And then stepped in, thrusting her leg between Maki's, tripping the ninja girl and hurtling her to the ground. As she went down, R. Mika grasped her ankles and rolled down into a figure-four leg lock.
Maki screamed as incredible pressure wrenched her knees, and R. Mika's thick leg muscles bunched and flexed as they applied their crushing force. Wildly, Maki swung her tonfa back and forth, but Mika's head and torso were out of reach. She finally managed to rap it across one of R. Mika's kneecaps with a hollow thunk.
R. Mika shrieked and immediately loosened the hold as runners of pain shot through her leg. She rolled away, struggling to her good knee and quickly rubbing her injured one. It didn’t feel broken or dislocated. Hopefully she had done enough damage to Maki to slow her down.
Glancing across the arena floor, she saw she was right. Maki was gamely trying to stand up, but her knees were having trouble supporting her full weight. Wobbling like a baby antelope, she stumbled back until she was only a few feet from the wooden arena wall.
Ignoring her own pain, Rainbow Mika ran across the hard-packed sand floor, directly at her opponent. Maki looked up in surprise as Mika barreled down on her. Grabbing the back of Maki's head, R. Mika's powerful strides sent them both careening towards the wall. At the last instant, throwing up both her legs, R. Mika rebounded off the wall with her patented Flying Peach.
She struck Maki in the face, ass-first. Because Mika was only wearing a skimpy thong, Maki's face was literally buried in between Mika's massive ass cheeks. R. Mika felt the felt the nub of the ninja girl's nose pressing up against her asshole, felt her opponent's body shudder with disgust.
Using her mid-air momentum, R. Mika drove Maki into the ground. The shock of landing traveled up her ass to her spine, but she didn’t move. She felt Maki wriggling beneath her, but R. Mika only grinned. After a few moments, she rolled off and sprang back to her feet.
On the ground, Maki was groaning, wiping frantically at her face. She rolled into a defensive crouch, her tonfa up and across her face. Spitting into the sand, she stared at Mika, eyes smoldering.

Meanwhile, up in the booth, Cammy was sucking on Poison's cock. She'd never done this before, and wasn’t sure how it was done. She tried kissing and licking like she had done before, but Poison only sat there with a bored expression on her face.
She tried licking Poison's pussy next, sticking her tongue into the little pink folds, while she continued to jerk the cock with her hand.
Horrified, she felt the shaft begin to soften, going limp in her hand. She tried flailing even more desperately, but it was no use.
Why isn't Poison cumming? Cammy thought. She was running out of time. What could she do? What would Chun-li do?
She would tell you to clear your mind and think, Cammy thought. She tried to clear her mind even as she continued to tongue Poison's pussy. She's a control freak, and she loves to see her opponents humiliated. It's not just about the act of sex, it's about the context. She doesn’t just want to dominate you, she wants you to admit you've been dominated.
Cammy returned to Poison's cock and began kissing it again.
"Mistress?" she asked in a small voice.
"Yes, doll?" Poison said. "Time's almost up."
"But I just have to tell you how much I love your big penis," Cammy said. Fuck, she thought. That was terrible. Don’t say penis.
"Your cock," she hurried on. "It's so big and strong. I don't deserve a cock like yours." As she talked, she continued to stroke, concentrating her kisses on the head. She felt the muscle begin to stiffen again. Plucking up her courage, she continued.
"I should never have made you hurt me," she murmured. "You always know what's best, and I want to be a good little doll from now on. I just want to please you."
Poison hummed softly.
"I want to give myself to you, mistress," Cammy said. Poison's cock was again stiffening in Cammy's hand. "I want you to fuck my little pink pussy, my little fresh cunt. I want you to make me a woman, mistress.
"I want you to squirt your thick, burning cum into my womb, I want you to knock me up, make me pregnant and fat and an obedient little wife so no other man or woman will want me, only you.
"I want you to put your amazing, perfect cock up my asshole," Cammy was moaning herself. She noticed that Poison's pussy was dribbling with juice.
"I want you to take my anal flower, mistress. I want to feel your cock digging into me, plugging up my nasty butt. I want you to make me moan like a whore, feel your cum go up my ass, my tiny little nasty virgin ass."
Poison's cock was throbbing in Cammy's hand. Her hips were bucking, and she was squeezing and caressing her own tits.
"I love you so much mistress!" Cammy poured every ounce of emotion into her voice. She was almost making herself cry. "I would die for you, kill for you, fuck for you, get fucked for you, do any nasty awful thing you wanted me to do, drink your piss, eat your ass, let you eat my plump little pussy raw because you're the most powerful woman in the world and it makes me cum to think of how many ways you can dominate and control me and I want you to cum so bad please, please please, I'm just a filthy little slut who can't hope to please a woman like you, please, please, let me see you cum!"
Cammy squeezed Poison's cock as hard as she could. Poison screamed, bucked once, twice, and a blast of white cum poured from her cock.

Down in the pit, Rainbow Mika grunted as Maki's tonfa smashed into her ribs. She thought she felt a snap, and grimaced as she staggered back.
Maki had been fighting like a woman possessed. R. Mika had landed several telling blows, and one of Mika's eyes was nearly swollen shut. But again and again she waded in, her tonfa whistling its deadly song. R. Mika's breasts were already a mass of bruises, and now her broken ribs might be the end of it.
R. Mika could see the triumph in her opponent's eyes, and she knew she was outmatched. She just had to get to the end of the round…
And then, something hit Maki in the face.
Both women stopped dead in their tracks. Maki raised one hand to her eye, dabbing at whatever it was that hit her. A drop came away on her fingertip, leaving one long thin strand still connected to the stuff on her face.
Is that what I think it is? R. Mika thought. Apparently Maki came to the same conclusion. A look of absolute disgust crawled across her face as she flicked her hand back and forth, like trying to shake a snake from her finger.
Mika realized the ninja girl had left herself wide open. Flooring an opponent with a textbook mule kick to the head while she was distracted by flying jizz was about the dirtiest trick Mika could think of.
But if that was the opening she had, "Rainbow" Mika Nanakawa would take it.
The kick sent Maki flying through the air. She hit the ground hard, bounced, and then lay still. R. Mika stayed in her fighting stance for a few heartbeats, until it was clear Maki wasn’t getting up. The bell rang, and the crowd erupted into cheers.
A sudden noise, like a car door slamming, drew R. Mika's attention to the enclosed booth high above the arena. Black-clad security personnel were charging up the stairs, toward the booth. She had only just time to wonder what was happening when the announcer's voice blared over the P.A.
"Ladies and gentlemen, your winner, two knock-downs to one, Rainbow Mika!"
Raising both hands in the air, giving the double victory sign, R. Mika blew several kisses up towards the audience. She couldn’t see any movement up in the booth. Shrugging, she turned and left the arena.

Cum continued to leak out of Poison's cock in weakening spurts. It dribbled down Cammy's hand, over her knuckles. Breathing heavily, Cammy collapsed into Poison's lap. She felt the woman's hand on the back of her head, stroking her hair.
"Good job, doll," Poison breathed. "I can't believe you did it. There's just one problem." Her hand tightened, fingers gripping Cammy's hair. She pulled Cammy's head back until the their eyes were locked.
"I never told you to talk dirty to me," Poison said.
Cammy smiled a sweetly as she could. Then she grabbed the end of the leather leash, still attached to her collar, and whipped it hard across Poison's face. Poison recoiled with a screech of rage and pain as Cammy rolled back to one end of the couch, away from the open window. Deftly, she unhooked the leash from her collar.
Poison flopped to the other end of the couch. She reached underneath the end table and pressed a hidden button. She reached into the drawer and withdrew a small pistol, a silenced Walther PPK.
"Give that girl an Oscar!" Poison squealed. "Bitch, I'll admit you had me going there. Talk about method acting!"
Poison was stalking from couch to couch, row to row, pistol at the ready. Cammy moved with her, always keeping several feet of padded leather between them. She was inching herself closer and closer to the opening down in front. She could get through there and down to the crowd… she just might be able to escape.
"But it's one and done for you, honey," Poison said. "Security's on the way and when they get here we're going to turn you into English Swiss cheese!"
"That's the stupidest thing I've ever heard!" Cammy shouted, making her move to the next couch. Poison aimed and fired. In the booth, even the silenced pistol was deafening. Cammy looked down. The crowd was cheering, apparently oblivious to the noise of the shot.
Then she heard a noise that made her heart sink. Heavy boots on the stairs, clomping up, closer and closer. Cammy heard scraping and thumping. Something banged up against the booth's heavy door.
"For Christ's sake," Poison carefully backed towards the door, keeping her gun trained in Cammy's direction. "Did you numb cunts forget the key again?"
Cammy crouched, gathering energy for one final spring for the window. At the same time, Poison reached out and turned the door handle.
The door flew open with a hollow exploding sound, sending Poison tumbling to the floor. The gun skittered from her grasp and slid beneath one of the couches.
Framed in the light of the door, clad in a form-fitting black jumpsuit, Chun-li lowered a powerful leg back to her fighting stance. She glared down at Poison, who was staring back, stunned. Chun-li's lip curled into a snarl.
"Get away from her, you bitch."
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