Sally Brown vs. Takiyama Miyabi

Miyabi quickly pulled Sally’s legs in between the ropes and trapped them there, also trapping Sally on the mat, unable to get up, her butt pointed outwards for all to see, in a perfect position for a nice, old-fashioned spanking. The American’s rump was already red, and Miyabi was going to make it a lot redder in the next minute or two. She felt like victory was right here for the taking.

<Take this, Sally-chan!> Miyabi would yell giddily, as she started spanking Sally with both hands, and spanking her hard. Glancing over her shoulder, she saw the counter under her name moving steadily upwards. Good. She had some catching up to do. But maybe Sally wouldn’t be able to extricate her legs from the ropes in time. Maybe Miyabi could win this thing right here!

It was wishful thinking, but, as she rained more and more spanks down on Sally’s butt, Miyabi was beginning to think it just might be possible…

Sally squealed like a stuck pig--which honestly wasn't too far from her current situation, stuck as she was in the ropes! She didn't have much experience with these rope entanglement type situations, and this inexperience cost her precious seconds as she flailed between the ropes, letting Miyabi get spank after spank off on her curvy, bubbly booty. "Nhhhaa, crap!" Sally squeaked, unable to avoid or dodge those swinging palms as her butt was made redder and redder by the sumo-to-be's stinging palms, the busty bear wrestler keenly aware that if she didn't escape soon, she was going to lose the match, adding another loss to her record. That'd just be humiliating...

With a grunt, she finally collected herself enough to slip her legs down, spreading them far enough to slip them beneath the ropes holding them in place, then dug her fingers against the mat as she dragged herself back, barely managing to slip out from under Miyabi's hands! She winced as her thighs rubbed up against the ropes as she feverishly dragged hereslf out--that was gunna hurt later, but she didn't have any other choices at this point. She quickly rolled deeper into the ring, struggling to her feet before Miyabi could press the attack, her rump stinging and sensitive!

Miyabi was really starting to think that this was the end, that she was going to beat Sally with the American girl tangled up in the ropes. It had been a pretty genius move on Miyabi’s part, if she did say so herself!

The butt beating lasted for a long time, or what seemed like a long time to Miyabi. It had really only been a few seconds, but, as Sally managed to slip out of the ropes and roll back into the ring. The sumo was sure that she was close to victory. Sally was tired. Sally had just received what might have been the hardest spanking of their whole match! Miyabi totally had this!

The sumo trainee would hop up onto the ring apron, feeling a little bit of fatigue as she took a second to pull her big body up and roll into the ring. She would pop up excitedly onto her feet, grinning as she watched Sally rise as well. She would put her hands on her hips, swaying excitedly from side to side, almost dancing as she would give Sally a few seconds to recover. It was only fair.

<I’ve got this in the bag! Your butt’s doomed, Sally-chan!>

Sally stood up, patting her booty--and wincing. She glanced up at the scoreboard, almost dreading what she would see. Had she... already lost? Had she been stuck in those ropes too long? Had she been spanked into defeat?

69-64. Miyabi's favor.

Sally let out a sigh. She hadn't lost yet. Takiyama was 6 spanks from winning, sure, but... Sally still had a fighting chance! She just couldn't get outplayed once, or she'd risk getting those last spanks delivered to her rump. This was gunna be hard.

She turned towards Takiyama, folding her arms and puffing out her cheeks. She was just sure the other wrestler was taunting her! She wished she understood her a little better--she'd love to have a response to shoot back at her cute opponent! "It ain't over 'till its over, Miyabi-chan!" Sally said, stalking around the outer edges of the ring. She would be careful in her approach... she didn't want to get grabbed and slammed this late in the game!

Miyabi looked over her shoulder and saw the score. 69-64. She whooped happily and pumped her fist. She hadn’t won just yet, but she was going to. All she needed to do was hit Sally’s butt six times, and that was that! Easy as pie!

She turned back to Sally and grinned at the American. She even started pantomiming a spanking again, delivering exactly six spanks to an imaginary version of Sally’s butt, showing her foe just how she was going to do it. As Sally said something in English and then started to move around the ring, looking determined, Miyabi would quickly get a little more serious herself, stopping the pantomime and beginning to circle, as well.

Now, the last thing that Miyabi wanted to do was to be overly confident. If she went in hard, and got tripped up, and trapped, or something, then Sally only had eleven spanks to go before she won this fight. Miyabi couldn’t let that happen. She would hang back a little bit, waiting for Sally to come to her, waiting to see what the American would do before she engaged her!

Brown didn't want to start the party, but... well, it looked like Takiyama wasn't going to approach first! She didn't mind going on the offensive... maybe it would help, too. Maybe the one who acted last would be the one to get the boot! Sally lowered her head and charged Takiyama, going for an all or nothing tackle, quickly changing her plan from carefulness to a wild gamble!

If she managed to tackle Takiyama to the ground, well, she might be in a good position! If she missed, or Miyabi dodged... that might be the end of the match, right there!

Miyabi waited for Sally to come at her. The sumo was getting a little fatigued, and she was trying to be strategic. She wanted to become known for being just as smart as her mentor, Akashi—no easy feat, but Miyabi felt like she was off to a good start. Her rope thing was genius! Now, she was going to play it cool, let her exhausted, humiliated opponent come at her, and, hopefully, she could finish this off with a big, fat “W” on her record.

Sally charged. Miyabi planted her feet and absorbed the charge. She was going to let Sally tackle her, but she was going to make Sally tackle her the way she wanted! Miyabi would move her arms low, wrapping her arms around Sally as she was tackled, looking to get that advantage as she would try to put the American in a bearhug. Then, when she came down on her back, not only would her butt be pressed against the canvas, protected from spanking, but she would have Sally in a pretty darn tight squeeze!

Sally grunted as she went down to the mat--she had been hoping that Miyabi would land on her back, but her opponent had positioned herself just so that her fall actually bettered her position. Sally blinked, face squished against one of Miyabi's boobs as she half-lay on the ground, torso awkwardly spilling over into her opponent's arms. Well, that had accomplished nothing. It sounded like even the crowd was giggling a the clownish turn this match had taken with Sally's flubbed tackle!

"Well... jeesh, that didn't work at all..." Sally mumbled, trying to stand up... only to find herself trapped in Miyabi's arms. Well, darnit! She put her hands to Takiyama's belly and shoved, trying to push away from the girl and get her footing back, hopefully before any spanking could be done on her vulnerable tush!

Sally had been overly anxious, and Miyabi managed to put herself in a very good situation. She was happy to fall on her back, if that’s what Sally wanted her to do—no matter what, Miyabi couldn’t lose if she was on her back. She might even be able to get closer to winning! She began to slip her hands slowly around Sally’s body, reaching for the American’s big, stinky butt…

Before she could find it, Sally shoved off of her, hard, forcing Miyabi down into the mat and getting back up onto her feet. Miyabi would grunt in frustration as this happened, before quickly trying to get to her feet as well, rolling over onto her knees and then jumping up onto her feet, once again facing down Sally from just a few feet apart.

<It’s still 69-64, Sally-chan! I’m still winning! Heeheehee!> Miyabi chirped happily, as she prepared to engage again. This time, she would step forward, herself, not trying to charge Sally, but trying to get close enough so that she could wrap Sally up in another bearhug!

Sally panted, clambering to her own feet. That hadn't gone as planned--she hadn't lost, at least, but she also hadn't gained anything. Takiyama was proving to be a tough nut to crack. Her head-on aggression had been stifled, and Sally was a bit at a bit of a loss as to what to do next. She took a step back, giving herself a little more breathing room, taking long, deep breaths to try and focus herself. How could she maneuver Miyabi into a position where she could get the final couple of spanks off...?

Before she could once again take the aggressive approach, Miyabi started to approach, spreading her arms she prepared to put Sally into a bearhug! Brown reacted instinctively--she stepped forward to meet Miyabi, reaching out as quick as she could (which wasn't quite as quick as most other wrestlers, but it still may have been fast enough to take Miyabi off guard!) to grab the cute sumo's wrists, trying to push her arms back as she stepped up close to the slightly shorter wrestler, her breasts bouncing gently on top of her, small, cute frown on her face as she tried to get right next to the sumo and make it difficult for her to push Brown back!