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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: Finally, the Duel (Cammy)
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.
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Sakura stepped out into the arena, her battle actually taking place in a real arena with a crowd. Her face was set, determination showing in her eyes. She was there for her match with Cammy, and knew she could win. For her part, Cammy was also determined, standing there in her usual fighting pose, breasts straining against her leotard. The only concession they made to their recent activities, and possible relationship, was a small smile to one another.
The siren sounded, and Cammy was first to move, launching feet-forward in her signature Cannon Drill. But Sakura had been expecting just such an opening move to clear the distance, and was already countering, palms held forward...
“Hadouken!”
There was a flare of ki energy as her aura became a bolt of power, striking her opponent at full force. Cammy bounced backwards, rolling with the landing as Sakura leapt into the air for a firm kick...
She got that kick all right. Cammy ended her roll crouching and jumped high, flicking her leg out to catch Sakura in the midsection. She then turned gracefully, landing a few steps back as her teenage opponent fell, also landing on her feet. But that was okay, she immediately followed up with an air roll, her body wound tightly into a ball.
Sakura didn't have time to react to the cannonball roll, and before she knew it, her legs were kicked out from underneath. As soon as she stood up, she found herself grabbed from behind, soft breasts pressing against her back... and Cammy threw her backwards into a suplex!
After her head hit the ground, Sakura was a little dazed. But she didn't let it put her off, launching into an attack straight away. She rose, thrusting her fist out to hit Cammy in the solar plexus as she took another step, then jumped into the air, carrying her adversary up with her until she was several yards in the air, her fist above her head. Her skirt fluttered as she landed, revealing her trademark gym shorts, and more than a few photographs were taken.
Again though, Cammy landed on her feet, agile as ever. She then dashed to the side, before spinning her body around to unleash a max-power backfist at the last moment... only for Sakura to see it coming and duck, sweeping. Cammy was the one to feel her legs kicked out this time, and as soon as she was on her feet, she was hit by a full-force Hadouken, staggering back. The hurricane kick that followed was just icing, knocking her into the air and bruising her ribs and shoulder.
Finally, the special forces operative landed on her back. For a brief moment, Sakura wondered if she might have won, but when Cammy performed a kip-up to get herself up again, it showed she wouldn't be so lucky. With a deep breath, Sakura simply launched another Hadouken, but Cammy was far enough to see it coming and step to the side. Then, as Sakura was still recovering from her move, she launched into a Cannon Drill, hitting this time and throwing Sakura to the ground. She bounced, clutched her stomach and started to rise.
Only to suddenly find legs wrapped around her neck and a thinly-covered crotch in her mouth. Cammy wasn't giving her time to recover, and drove her to the ground again. But that wasn't all. She tightened her grip, pulling one of Sakura's arms up and locking it in place. The schoolgirl gasped, she could barely breathe and her shoulder was in pain as well. Knowing when she was beaten, she ever so reluctantly tapped out. The siren sounded, and Cammy released her so she could gasp for air. As both combatants slowly gathered themselves from the floor and stood up, they had the smile of proper street fighters. It had been a fierce and exhausting match, and they had gone all-out. In the end, it just turned out Cammy was better. When the referee was finished raising Cammy's hand, she extended it to shake with Sakura. But Sakura simply hugged her.
“So, will it be here or at the hotel?” Sakura whispered, enjoying the embrace with her English friend and copping a quick feel of her bottom.
“Why do you think I brought the items here?” was the reply.
She then knelt, reaching up to pull down Sakura's gym shorts and underwear. This certainly got the crowd's attention, likewise for the viewers back at home. Chun Li, an ice pack held to her inflamed knee from her last match, smiled.
“Oh, I see yet another wishes to take a turn with that gorgeous bottom. To the victor go the spoils.”
Sakura stepped out of the garments, handing them to Cammy, and followed her over to an empty chair near the ring. When the winner sat down, Sakura simply lifted her skirt right up, giving a brief flash of her smooth mound and slit, and bent over, ready for what was coming to her. Already she was growing damp, though not as much as Cammy herself was.
Cammy wasted no time. The first smack was as strong as she could go, leaving an angry red handprint where it landed. Sakura yelped, not expecting quite so much force. After that, they were not quite as strong, but still, Cammy wasn't taking her time. She landed a flurry of slaps and spanks to the shapely rear offered to her, and wasn't satisfied with just a pink blush. Oh no, she kept on going, smacking Sakura's teenage bottom from all angles, trying to cover it completely and make it a brilliant red.
Sakura, for her part, just held on tight. She didn't struggle or kick, merely squirming a bit, as the assault on her rear continued. She was growing ever more resilient, and as Chun Li had predicted, was getting a taste for it, as the adrenaline pumped through her. She knew Cammy's thigh was getting slick with her juices, but she didn't care, just rubbing against her and parting her legs to give even better access.
Eventually, it came to an end. Her bottom was a deep, blazing red, the colour of her bloomers – for a brief moment she wondered if she should just go without underwear and let people mistake her spanked bottom for them. But she knew the spanking wasn't over, only the first part of it was.
And so, not even needing to be told, she reached back with both hands, finding it a little tricky to balance, and gently spread her buttocks. With her ass cheeks pulled to the sides, her cute little rosebud was on display for the audience in the crowd and at home – Chun Li starting to caress her little love button by this point, licking her lips – and for Cammy as well. The blonde just smiled, sucking her middle finger to get it a little moist, and pressed it up against that tight entrance.
With a little effort, she then slid it in, up to the first knuckle, then with a little twist, up to the second knuckle, getting it past the anal ring, and finally, all the way in, confined within the girl's hot back door.
“There we go... now to take care of another part of you.”
And so, obediently, Sakura spread her legs even further, making sure Cammy had complete access to her wet cleft. And from there, the spanking continued. Cammy was more than happy to deliver firm smacks to the warm, puffy folds, enjoying it all the more as strands of Sakura's juices pulled away with her palm each time. Occasionally she licked her hand clean, but just went back to work, each slap adding even more of a pink blush to the target area.
As she did that, she made sure to twist and pump her finger, continuing to finger-fuck the excited girl over her lap. Sakura panted and squirmed and moaned, enjoying every moment of her anal intrusion, and of the slapping at her quim. She knew it would only be a matter of time before she came, and that there was nothing she could do to prevent it.
And she was right, too. In less than a minute, with her folds nearly as red as her bottom, she started to wail, gripping her cheeks tight and straightening her legs. Her pucker spasmed, clenching tightly around Cammy's finger as her cleft squirted her juices upon her “opponent's” leg and hand.
Both of them paused for a little while, so that she could regain her composure. Only when Cammy nudged her did she rise, keeping her skirt lifted. Cammy then licked her hand clean once more, extracting her finger with the other hand, before sliding her tongue over Sakura's slit to get any excess.
“Okay, bend over the back of this. It's a full dozen for you, young lady. And then a fucking.”
Wishing they could just skip to the last bit, Sakura nonetheless did as she was told, bending right over the back of the chair. She kept her legs spread, feet touching the back legs of the chair, and reached over forwards to grab the front legs. This way her bottom was thrust up and completely exposed, as Cammy pulled a thin rattan cane from the box and swished it experimentally through the air.
Sakura wasn't expecting the first stroke, and hissed with pain. It was a British-style, with full strength behind it, leaving a painful, burning welt across her already-sore behind. Even over the red background, it was visible, a purple weal rising. Cammy licked her fingertip and slid it along the welt, causing Sakura to shiver and flinch.
“That was one. Now...” Cammy took her time, letting the pain properly set in, “...here comes the second one for you.”
That one landed quite low, across the under-curves, and managed to extract a whimper from Sakura. Again, a painful welt formed, and again, Cammy rubbed it as she let the pain elevate.
“That was number two. Already a sixth of the way there! Remember, naughty students normally take a full six of these. But you're especially naughty, that's why you get the full dozen. Let's see if you can stay strong.”
Having had a little experience at the other end of a cane, Cammy knew what she needed to do. The third one was supposed to be the worst. So with that in mind, she lashed the rod across the schoolgirl's sit-spots. This brought out a wail of pain, and she couldn't help but smile. She was impressed, though – Sakura still hadn't broken position.
“Good girl, you're taking this so well. Tonight I might have to lick these welts and see if I can taste the difference. You usually can, you know? They taste salty if it's done right, because the blood is so close to the surface.”
For the next three, she was just covering unmarked area – unmarked by the cane, not her hand. It was merely a case of one low, two high. But that did mean there was already a lot of caned flesh for the second half.
“Well, you made it through the first half, Sakura. You're getting close. But where should we go next... if it's more than six, the rest can't just be more of the same, that wouldn't drive the lesson home – you'd be better off with two separate sessions of six. No, they need to be special...”
And the next one certainly was, landing right on the very first welt. It was doubled-up perfectly, looking just like one particularly agonising welt. And judging by the shriek of pain Sakura let out, it must have felt that way too.
“Well, that is a good way of making it special. Don't worry though, I won't just go over all the others like that...”
She landed a diagonal, falling across Sakura's bottom and briefly crossing over most of the previous welts. This caused another cry of pain, and yet, she could see the wetness between “her” student's legs. The next one, therefore, was backhanded, from the other side. It was also diagonal, creating a nice red cross, with that small gap at the cleft between her buttocks.
“Hmm... three more to go... I had better make these count for you. You might never get another caning after all...”
And with that, she let the tenth stroke land lower than all the rest, actually stinging the backs of Sakura's pale thighs. She let out a yelp this time, finding it incredibly painful, but at least touching skin as yet unmarked. She shuffled a bit from one foot to the other, trying to work the intense heat from her legs and bottom.
“Oh, I know, here's a spot I missed...”
Sakura didn't know where it would land. So when the cane was flicked down along her crack, leaving a thin, red welt across her puckered anus, she shrieked with pain, never expecting that would happen. She started breathing deeply, trying to ease the pain out as her little rear hole clenched and unclenched, desperately trying to rid itself of the pain, but to no avail.
“And one last one. One final stroke of the cane for you to remember this by, to learn your lesson. Let's see, we should make this a good one, we really should.”
And so, she decided to cover a previous welt. The third one. The cane whipped down, hitting the purple line across her sit-spots and reigniting it, making it so much worse. Sakura just let out a long, low howl of pain as she shuddered, unable to take any more of the thrashing.
“Well, good news, sweetie,” Cammy whispered to her, “the caning is over. This goes back in the box now. And better news... you get that fucking I promised you. Do you want that?”
Sakura nodded greedily, desperately wanting to be mounted and entered, to have some pure pleasure to drown the pain out. And so, Cammy did the audience a service, stripping her leotard off to reveal her nude, athletic body, and donned a strap-on, one with a pair of green rubber protrusions.
She then carefully lubricated the higher, smaller one, humming to herself, before stepping up behind Sakura. Very slowly and carefully, she eased them up to both of the girl's entrances, the lower one sliding right in with ease, the higher one having more difficulty. It didn't help that the cane's welt made it more inclined to clench, and harder to relax. But gradually, she worked the tip in. Once it was that far, it was easy. She just placed her hands on Sakura's hips, and slowly pressed forwards until fully inside.
Sakura, for her part, merely grunted at the double-penetration, certainly not objecting despite the pain at the surface of her back door.
“Okay, here we go.”
And with that, Cammy properly began. She pulled out most of the way, not going so far out that the ends would pull free, but enough to do plenty of sliding, before ramming them back home. She rocked her hips, thrusting and bumping against Sakura's cute, sore, welted bottom every time and causing small droplets of juices to squirt out with a squelching noise.
Sakura panted, her face bright red. She was no longer crying, and indeed, was making a small, happy groaning noise as both toys slid within her. Every so often she gave a small whimper, sometimes from pleasure as one of the objects rubbed against the right place, sometimes from pain as a welt was irritated. But it was never enough to override the wonderful feelings. She didn't even care any more that the whole world was watching her be taken like that.
Again and again, Cammy thrust within Sakura, enjoying every moment as she worked at the girl's rear, listening to the cute sounds she made and driving the toys ever deeper. But all good things must come to an end, and soon enough, Sakura started squirming and shuddering under her second orgasm of the day, letting out another moan as her muscles clenched. She started to stand, nipples standing erect and firm as she wriggled her bottom against Cammy's waist. After almost a minute, she had calmed, and Cammy could finally withdraw.
Slowly, somewhat stiffly, Sakura turned, smiling, and almost collapsed into Cammy. They managed a clumsy kiss as fatigue started to take over. Through general consensus, the spectacle was over, so they made their way back to the hotel, to wash up and sleep...
To Be Continued
In the next chapter, Sakura has to face off against not one, but two opponents – at the same time! Does she have a trick up her sleeve to pit them against one another, or is she doomed in a two-on-one match? Keep reading to find out!
PS: Want to see a particular implement used on Sakura's bottom (or other places)? Maybe a position you really like, or some other sexual, non-spaniing thing? Go ahead with the suggestions in the reviews section~
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