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Sakura Chronicles	By : SisterAcacia Category: +S through Z > Street Fighter Views: 13231 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Sakura Chronicles: Rough Landing (Rainbow Mika)
By Koumei
Disclaimer: I do not own Street Fighter or the characters from it – Capcom does. This falls under Fair Use. I make no money off this, and if you find yourself paying to read this, you have been cheated.
Also, this contains sexual content, and you probably know that. Do not proceed if you are under legal age to do so.

The two young women stared across the ring at one another. Sakura had spent a week resting and recovering after her humiliating defeat at the hands – literally the hands – of Chun Li, but was in fighting shape once more, and now the tournament had officially started, she was ready for a real match. This time, at least, it was someone closer to her own age, and who specialised in close range fighting.
“Hello from Russia, Sakura. I understand you are also quite new to this, so it will be exciting.”
The schoolgirl merely grinned.
“Sure will. I just hope your fighting style isn't acted for television, because this is real combat.”
“Oh, my goal is to use the fighting circuit to get the fame and skills for a pro wrestling career. But really, my training in modified Sambo is similar to that used by master Zangief. You will find me to be a real opponent!”
Camera men pulled back, the match about to start, as the referee got into place.
“But I thank you for agreeing to fight in a ring here. This suits both our styles well.”
The referee cleared his throat. Upon checking to make sure both competitors were ready, he raised his hands in the air, calling for the bell to ring. The very moment it did sound, Mika started to charge, but Sakura used her greatest strength in such a fight: ranged attacks. She extended her hands, and a brilliant burst of ki exploded from her palms, blasting the girl backwards.
She didn't pause though, stepping in closer even as Rainbow bounced off the ropes, charging ahead again. But this time, as Sakura went to sweep her legs out, sliding along the mat, the acrobatic wrestler leapt overhead, doing the splits to allow her to pass over her foe, and rebounded off the opposite ropes. Sakura turned, grinned, stepped forwards... and flung herself into the air to take Mika out with her modified Dragon Punch.
But Mika didn't jump this time, she threw herself to the ground, almost bouncing from a push-up to get below the attack then on her feet. Sakura couldn't recover from her attack, dropping and turning while her skirt fluttered up around her waist... and was then caught in her opponent's grasp, exactly where she didn't want to be. R. Mika's powerful arms tightened around her waist, keeping her skirt trapped up and her gym shorts on camera, riding up as usual. She lifted Sakura...
And then, instead of dropping back in a Suplex, threw Sakura forward, slamming her ass-first on the mat. Her buttocks bounced as she did her best to roll with it, not wanting to hit her tailbone. She almost rebounded off the floor, backside stinging a little, but luckily she had her wits about, kicking out as soon as she landed.
Mika was already charging again, and caught a shoe to the midsection. She let out an “oof!” and staggered back, allowing Sakura to step in again, bringing her other foot around for an enormous roundhouse kick to the head. The cocky student then jumped back to get some distance, even as her opponent recovered from the blow to her temple.
They started to circle the ring, neither wanting to be too careless, waiting for an opening. But there wasn't that much time. Sakura faked the motions for a Hadouken, hoping for a reaction to her feint, and it seemed to work. Mika leapt into the air, to avoid the projectile that never happened, and then struck out for a dropkick, but Sakura could quickly hop to the side, letting her crash to the ground. As she hopped up, the back of Sakura's leg struck her across the face, making her stagger back, and the next kick struck, the heel hitting her chest, and then the third... she finally ducked, and Sakura sailed overhead. The kick hurt, there was a pink welt on her breast and the material of her top had been pulled aside, almost revealing a nipple.
But she didn't care, she just charged, and when Sakura turned to face her foe, she was hit by a running lariat, knocking her flat on her back, her head bouncing against the canvas.
“Ow...”
And then her opponent leapt to the ropes, springing off the top rope and performing a beautiful moonsault. She then landed on Sakura, slamming her full weight into her slightly younger foe. The impact left Sakura dazed long enough for Mika to rise again, grabbing her opponent's legs around the knees, and stepping over to roll her body over. Once she was in place, she locked the legs under her armpits and crouched down, bending Sakura's back in her painful submission hold.
“Ack! Ow, hey, leggo leggo!” Sakura shouted.
“Tap out or break out, this is legal!” Mika replied, knowing Sakura had almost no experience in submission holds. The schoolgirl was not about to submit though, slowly crawling forward towards the ropes. She didn't know about the “grab the ropes” rule in pro wrestling, but it hardly mattered, as that was not relevant in a street fight. What she did, though, was use them as a ladder, pulling herself up and causing the wrestler to be tugged forwards, almost rolling over. Soon, she had to let go, and quickly turned as Sakura leapt from the ropes to deliver a strong kick.
Again, she was too close. Mika had her where she wanted her, spearing her to the ground. Both staggered to their feet, and again, the wrestler had the schoolgirl around the waist, then up under the armpits, holding her in a Full Nelson. She hauled Sakura into the air, then slammed her to the ground, once more letting her buttocks absorb the full impact.
“Owowow... can you leave my ass alone?”
“What's the matter,” Mika asked with a smile, “still feeling sore there? I found the most interesting video of you in my research, you know...”
That was it. Sakura snapped, leaping into another hurricane kick, but Mika was keeping her cool, catching her in mid-air at the right moment before dropping her once again on her youthful bottom.
With a whine, Sakura stood again, hoping for an opening so she could get back in control of the battle. But it was too late. Rainbow was already on the rebound from the ropes, and leapt into the air, landing on Sakura's shoulders from behind, and locking her legs around the girl's neck. She then rolled forward, flipping her over onto her backside, forcing her body forward... and grabbed her under the knees, before flipping her onto her back. She then sat, legs spread wide, trapping Sakura under her body and stretched out with her feet by her head.
Sakura gulped – she had a bad feeling about the situation, and when Rainbow Mika reached forward to her underwear, her fears were confirmed. In the fight, Mika's costume had ridden up, so she had a wedgied, mostly-bare bottom in her face – different from the attack she had expected to face – and the wrestler's breasts were bared, popping free. The cameras made sure to get everything they possibly could, while she rubbed a fingertip up and down along her defeated opponent's covered slit.
“Hmm... we're very similar, Sakura. And I don't want to hurt you. I would rather do wonderful things with you, all kinds of touching, some very special nude wrestling... but maybe that is for another time. For now, let us just...”
And with that, her bloomers and underwear were tugged up to mid-thigh, stretched out tight again, so similar to her fight with Chun Li. With her legs spread though, it was hard to pull them any further, so she shrugged, and landed a hard smack on each cheek with both hands.
“For now, you can get an official in-tournament spanking, a repeat of before. And I'm sure you can see how excited this makes me...”
Indeed she could. Yelping at the feel of her backside getting slapped again, she could only look right up, at those firm, pale cheeks, the lycra tightly pulled into her crack, and she could make out the outline of her opponent's vulva and her slit, with a damp patch forming. She gulped, she could even smell Mika's arousal.
Of greater concern though, was that cameras were pointing down at her exposed anus and vagina, zooming in close, and all Mika did about it was stroke her slit and part the lower lips, revealing Sakura's inner charms to the audience – including everyone who would be watching at home. Even Chun Li saw, from her hotel room, the events.
“Oh my... and it looks like she's enjoying it a bit, from the looks there.”
And indeed she was – or at least, her body was. Sakura didn't realise yet, in her embarrassment and panic, but her body was reacting to the exposure, and to Mika's gentle touch. A little stroking here and there, fingers brushing over her clit, and she started to shudder, blushing when she let out a quiet moan.
“No... not here, oh god no...”
She was no virgin to lesbian activity, having had a lengthy relationship with Hinata, but she wasn't expecting anything like this. Rainbow slid a finger along, coating it in her natural lubricants, and first sniffed her fingertip, then licked it.
“Mmm... you are beautiful, Sakura, and so delicious. But I keep forgetting myself. Now is not the time or place for sex, but for smacking your bare bottom.”
And so she continued, rapidly landing slap after stinging slap onto Sakura's cute buns. Each time, she left a handprint, the flesh around started to pinken and blush as well, and each time Sakura gave a cute little squeak of pain.
“Mm, look at the beautiful change of colour. Your bottom really needs so many nice things done with it...”
And she just kept going, wanting to at least match the work of Chun Li, even as her damp patch widened. She really, really wanted to pull the material aside and lower herself to Sakura's mouth, but she didn't think it was appropriate for the situation – besides, she didn't trust Sakura not to bite her.
After a while, she changed her target, using less force and more flicking of her wrist to slap her palm onto Sakura's smooth, pale sex. This caused her to squeak from surprise more than anything else, as it hurt less, but was still most unexpected – and stung a part of her she wasn't used to feeling pain in. Even her fingertips struck low, one of them tapping against her back door each time.
While she watched from the hotel, Chun Li slid a hand into her knickers, rubbing herself. She had no embarrassment in the situation, she just found the whole situation incredibly arousing.
“And to think I started this off...”
She wasn't the only one, however. Hinata, back at home, sat with her legs wide apart, panties flung to the floor, and one hand rubbing frantically at her sex while her other hand groped and squeezed one of her perky breasts.
“Oh, Sakura...”
Back in the ring, Sakura was almost at her breaking point. Mika kept changing targets, sometimes delivering the lighter swats to her now-pink mound, other times delivering hard smacks to her cherry red cheeks. Mika could sense that it was nearly the end, too, and so she brought it to a conclusion. With one hand she formed a V and held Sakura's folds open, again exposing her pink, moist sex to the cameras, but with her other... she started giving extra light, playful spanks right to the most tender place.
Sakura squealed, crying as she felt her sex assaulted, and started to shudder as fluids leaked freely, her body wracked by a powerful climax.
“Okay Sakura... I think I win. This match is mine.”
Still letting out a long moan, one part from crying, one part from the climax, she nodded, and the referee, trying to hide his erection, called for the bell. The results were therefore in, the match was over and R. Mika had been declared the victor by submission. And so she helped Sakura to her feet, pulling her close and kissing her upon the lips.
Sakura, for her part, backed off with a gasp and a blush. “I uh, ah...”
But she shyly stepped closer again, returning the kiss.
“I... I want to have a rematch one day, and next time, I will give you the same.”
Mika leaned in close and grinned.
“Promise!”
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