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Sakura Chronicles: First Encounter (Chun Li)
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 crowd scattered, moving aside to make room for the two fighters. Sakura and Chun Li narrowed their eyes at one another, each waiting for the other to make the first move. The tournament was not technically in progress, but having met in the streets of China, it was as good a time as any to begin the fight. The sound of a bicycle sliding to a halt was the sound that ended up calling the fight. It could have been anything, but both heard the rubber skid against pavement, and both sprang into action. Sakura had youth on her side, at only sixteen, but the older woman had real fighting experience, and was not yet old enough to suffer a loss in her abilities. So when they collided, shin against shin in a matched kick, neither had a speed advantage and both tried to conceal a wince. Soon enough though, the schoolgirl found the problem with this attack, as Chun Li pulled her leg back and delivered another kick with lightning speed – and another, and another, and another. Her foot struck Sakura's thigh hard enough to bruise and numb it, then the heel hit her side, taking the breath from her. The final kick though, Sakura managed to duck beneath it, stepping in too close to be kicked again, then leapt into the air, fist rising. “Shouken!” she shouted, fist connecting with her opponent's jaw. Even as she continued to rise into the air, she pulled Chun Li up with her, sending her sailing as she floated back to her feet, skirt fluttering about. Many who were watching the spectacle of the fight were glad to watch as it rose high enough to display her blazing red gym shorts, riding up just enough to show a little undercurve of her buttocks. Chun Li, however, was too resilient to be taken out by just one blow. She turned her body through the air, her qipao flicking about to reveal her long, toned thighs and plain white undergarments, and landed on her feet. As soon as her feet touched the road, she flew forward again. Sakura, on the other hand, hadn't properly recovered, especially with one leg a bit numb. She could merely thrust her fist out in a short jab as she saw her foe charge, but at the last moment Chun Li ducked, sweeping Sakura's legs out. It was a painful landing, flat on her back with her skirt ruffled around her waist. Her legs were up in the air and out at an awkward angle, her gym shorts once again on display. But she recovered fast enough to avoid a follow-up, rolling back to her feet. A flare of brilliant energy burst from her palms, and would have done considerable damage... had Chun Li still been there. But already she was landing behind her opponent, and delivering a reverse hook kick to throw her flat on her face. “You just couldn't wait to challenge me, could you? This isn't even sanctioned, it won't count, we're only weakening each other for the real event. You need to learn patience, young lady.” “Oh, shut up you old hag!” Sakura shouted back, angry at her opponent. She jumped to her feet, only to be kicked across the shins and fall over again, landing on her hands and knees with her backside thrust out. Again, her skirt was too high up to do any good. “An old hag, am I? I'm not even twenty five. You need to learn some manners as well.” She let Sakura get up, however, waiting to see what the student would do. And she found out, as Sakura rolled to her feet and thrust a leg out, planting the foot in her midsection. “Stop lecturing me, we're supposed to be fighting! I'm going to kick your ass and prove myself as the youngest street fighting champion ever!” And she then took a couple of steps forward and leapt into the air, spinning her leg out in a hurricane kick. But her opponent was too well-prepared. She saw it coming, and threw herself into the air, leg coming up to strike the back of Sakura's knee. She landed just fine, but Sakura took a bruised leg and fell backwards, only just remembering to break her fall and land properly. As she rolled back to her feet, she brought her hands down and back, gathering energy. “Shinkuu...” Chun Li didn't see it coming, leaping ahead to deliver another powerful kick. And so as her foot came around, she was hit by a powerful wave of energy, tearing a button from the top of her qipao and revealing a little cleavage. “HADOUKEN!” In most cases that would put an opponent away. Sakura leapt into the air to celebrate her victory, but unfortunately for her, it was not to be. Chun Li rolled in the air and landed on the tips of her toes, springing back into action and upside down through the air. She flipped over the younger foe, and once more kicked her legs out. “Oof!” Once more, Sakura was on her back, but this time she couldn't stand. Her bruised and battered opponent crouched, then locked her thighs around her midsection, trapping her in place. “You're going to kick my ass, you say? Well maybe that's exactly what I should do to you!” With one strong arm, she brushed Sakura's legs into the air and towards the girl's face, gym shorts exposed again. Constricted as she was, the junior fighter couldn't muster the strength to escape the hold. “Or perhaps there's something else I should do with your backside...” Fingers then found themselves in the waistband of the bright red bloomers, and started to tug them down – up, rather – towards her knees. Pale green knickers were revealed to the many on-lookers, and Sakura's face practically turned crimson. “What the hell are you doing? Either keep fighting or let me go! Don't mess arou-” But she was cut off by a sharp smack to the rear. “Quiet. I'm doing what should have been done long ago, I'm going to tan your bottom for your insolence and teach you some manners, respect, and patience. You'll learn that there are times and reasons for fighting, and this was neither!” Her hand then slid under the back of Sakura's undies, over her smooth, soft cheeks, and one finger rubbing between them. Sakura tried to stammer out an argument, a protest, but she couldn't get any noise out when the thin cotton slid along to join her bloomers, exposing her naked bottom to the crowd. Not just her buttocks though, in that position, her cheeks were spread enough to reveal her pink little asshole, and her legs were spread enough to show her smooth-shaven pussy lips. It was then that she let out a shriek of embarrassment, especially at the sound of photographs being taken by mobile phones. “Hey, cut it out! Don't let them see and take pictures! You're Interpol, aren't you supposed to stop the spread of that kind of picture?” “Oh quit the complaining. You're practically an adult if you'll act like it, and this isn't a sex thing, it's just a proper punishment to help you act your age!” And with that, her palm smacked firmly against the teenage bottom a second time, this time with no clothes to even pretend to offer protection. Again and again, Chun Li slapped Sakura's bare, vulnerable bottom. Sakura had to struggle just to breathe properly, locked between the powerful thighs, so she couldn't really struggle, couldn't fight back, couldn't even shout too much. All she could do was squirm, and take what was being given to her. Many in the crowd started to move to a different position, trying to get a better view of the action – and of Sakura's public privates. The Interpol officer didn't relent though, simply alternating her smacks between left and right cheeks. Each one carried a lot of strength, making her cheeks bounce and jiggle from the impact. Sooner than Sakura liked, her bottom was bright pink, with several clear, distinct red hand prints showing. Eventually, she stopped looking around at her audience, and just kept staring into Chun Li's eyes. Their gazes met, and the spanker could see right into the soul of her spankee, knew just how much strength and defiance was left. After about a minute, she started delivering the occasional smack to the backs of Sakura's thighs. Every time, she squealed with pain, but it was infrequent enough that there was little more than a pink blush, a stark contrast to her fiery red rump. She was a street fighter, so she had toughness and resilience, but there was only so much she could take, all to that one location. She tried to hold back, to clench her strong ass cheeks, to bite down and resist, but soon enough, when her bottom was crimson, she finally broke. First it was just a sniffle, but then, a torrent of tears broke forth. They streamed down her face as she released a long, low, wail. It was then that Chun Li released her, so that she could draw the deep breaths needed to properly cry. Her eyes softened, and she stopped the spanking, hands just rubbing and soothing the tortured, beaten flesh. For quite some time, Sakura just lay there, sobbing and sniffling, with the occasional hiccup. After several minutes, she finally rolled over, shakily getting to her knees, and wrapped her arms tightly around the older woman, burying her face in her bosom. Chun Li, for her part, embraced the younger girl and just held her close, rubbing her back and shushing her quietly. “It's all right, Sakura, it's okay. Your punishment is over, it has finished. I know it will still hurt for a while, but there's no more. After this, you can go back home and get back into practice. And I didn't have to knock you out or anything, so we'll both be in good form for the real tournament, not having injuries to nurse.” “Thank you... miss Chun Li.” Sakura murmured, still holding her and wiping her tears on the officer's cleavage. “But... I think I'll wait a few days before making the trip home, I don't fancy sitting for a while.” Chun Li just laughed. “Well, you just watch it, or next time I might use my feet, that'll really put a red glow on your behind. Then again, like many, maybe you'll just learn to enjoy a spanking.” “I really hope I don't have to...” The two gave a giggle and stood, the first, unofficial, fight over before the event had even started. 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