Victoria Archer vs Raiden Naozumi

The crowd winced and groaned at the impact of Victoria’s knee against Raiden’s face, and down the boy went at her feet. A part of her hoped the blow had knocked him out right then and there. Then she could just roll him over, sit on his face and score a quick pin.

No such luck, however. Instead he writhed around before starting to pick himself back up. Looked like Victoria was going to have to break him down some more before she could think about putting him away for good.

So as he started getting back up, Victoria turned and readied herself. As soon as Raiden was back to his knees, she was going to fire off a huge roundhouse kick right into her foe’s chest!

Things were just going from bad to worse. For a moment, Raiden thought he might even be able to win the match against her. He wasn't giving up, of course, but he knew that his chances of winning were slowly but surely decreasing. The only way for him to surely lose, however, was if he just gave in and let her sit on his face, something he refused to let happen! No, she would have to win this fair and square. So he stood up slowly, so focused on his own willpower that he didn't look at her to see if she was watching him.

The next few moments went really quickly, almost too quick for Raiden to notice. The kick slammed into his chest, knocking him back several feet and back down onto the ground with a loud "oof!". He was on his back, looking at the lights again -- one too many times, to him. He groaned, however, clutching his chest as he tried to slowly breathe in and out. He would roll over once he regained a bit of breath, moving to grab for the ropes and pull himself up. Leaving himself wide open in the process.

Victoria’s boot smashed into Raiden’s chest with a thunderous impact that echoed throughout the arena, and dropped him flat on his back! And judging from the way he heaved and groaned, that kick had hurt every bit as bad as it sounded. Unfortunately for him, Victoria wasn’t exactly in any position to feel too sympathetic or generous.

As he rolled himself over once toward the ropes, Victoria immediately moved to keep up the pressure and stop him right there in his tracks. “Oh no you don’t!” she said, before jumping up and tucking both legs under her, then descending in an attempt to crash down right onto Raiden’s ribcage with a double knee drop! Typically such a move would be painful enough on its own. But while Victoria wasn’t fat by any means, she didn’t weigh much less than Raiden. Maybe twenty pounds, give or take. That certainly wasn’t going to be doing him any favors...

Raiden was losing this, and badly. He had hoped to win this, thanks to the strange stipulations that marked the match as unique and gave him a fighting chance, but even now he found himself working heavily to even get an edge over his opponent. He groaned softly as he managed to get to the ropes and tug himself up a little bit, but it wasn't fast enough. Before he knew it, Victoria had jumped up -- and crashed into his ribcage, both knees first. He let out a yell in agony, struggling for air, let alone to be able to get out of this move.

"Nngh! Get…off!!" He pushed up, trying to get Victoria off of him. But he was already weak and vulnerable; he didn't have much left in him for the attack. He grunted softly, breathing heavily, looking up at her.

Victoria’s full weight came crashing down heavily onto Raiden’s ribs, and as expected, it clearly hurt him quite a bit. Though he struggled and tried to shove her, he’d been weakened far too much for his arms to pack any formidable amount of force behind them. Fortunately for him Victoria did shift off of him. Not so fortunately, she wasn’t going to be giving him time to catch his breath.

Instead she reached down to grab his hair and pulled him up into a sitting position, then quickly ran off into the ropes. Bounding back, a few long strides would close the distance before she’d swing her right foot out, aiming to blast him in the face with her devastating Penalty Kick!

Raiden gasped for breath as Victoria finally got off him, moving to try and get away from her before she could launch an offensive. She had other plans, and she was much less tired than he was. Before he knew it, she latched onto his hair and yanked him up to a sitting position, completely and utterly stunned. He groaned for a moment, trying to regain his strength, biting his lower lip for a moment. His head swam, his body ached more than he thought possible, and he wanted nothing more than to get out of this situation.

And that's when the Penalty Kick slammed right into his face. He made a muffled yell and slammed back onto the mat, groaning softly. He couldn't move -- he was basically blinded by the kick, knocking him out flat. He barely had any strength left in him to fight back. For all he knew, it was all over.

Victoria's foot met Raiden's face with a ferocious impact, blasting him right down onto his back! Judging from the glazed over look on his face and the lack of movement in his body, it seemed pretty clear both to the blonde and the crowd that this was all but over. There was just one dreaded part left.

Towering over her foe, Victoria knew what she had to do. She stepped one foot over Raiden's torso to position herself standing with a foot by either side of his head, then eased herself down to sit astride his chest and neck in a high and tight schoolgirl pin, with her toned thighs framing his face. In a normal match she could just sit there nice and comfy like this for a quick 1-2-3, then get out before things could get awkward. But not tonight. She didn't like it, but there was one last thing she needed to do.

Taking a big breath, and blushing intensely all the while, Victoria finally inched herself forward and sat down directly on Raiden's face, sealing his mouth and nose under her crotch and ass. The material of her outfit wasn't particularly thick, and she could quite feel the man's features and breath against her womanhood. That alone elicited a faint whimper of a moan from her, and it took all the willpower in her body to avoid shutting down in embarrassment and getting off of him. She just had to endure it until he was unconscious. With any luck, that wouldn't be too long...

There wasn't much left to the match. Raiden knew that. Victoria probably knew it. He just didn't want to accept the fact that it had basically been over for a long time now. But now, as he laid out after that devastating penalty kick, he knew that this match was over, and so was any hopes of getting back up for quite some time. He underestimated her, that much was clear from the way he had approached the match, and from the way he had handled it. He had thought he had things good when he got the random pin requirement -- but clearly, he had no such luck.

Before he could move, Victoria sat atop his chest and neck, going for the schoolgirl pin -- and took it to the requirement needed. He found himself breathing straight into her crotch, moving to try and jerk away. But he was weak, and he couldn't make her budge. He groaned, trying to fight more and more, until he started moving less and less. Before finally, his breathing went from erratic to stable, and he laid out on the mat beneath her, limp and unconscious.

It was barely even a contest. Victoria had won handily. He would be embarrassed about this for ages to come, surely.

Victoria was red as a tomato as she sat there on Raiden's face, with thousands of eyes staring right at her. The shouts, whistles and cheers from the crowd showed they clearly loved what they were seeing too. And if that wasn't uncomfortable enough for her, Raiden's squirming caused his face to rub right up against her crotch and ass.

"St-stop resisting! Just go to sleep!" she said, barely able to keep herself steady on his face while she smothered him. But fortunately for her his struggles soon ceased, and he went completely limp. The blonde looked to the ref for confirmation, and the woman crouched down to make sure Raiden was indeed out. Once she was sure, she waved her arms toward the announce table to signal for the bell, then raised Victoria's arm to make her victory official!

Of course she couldn't just wait for her to get off of Raiden to do that. Then again, Victoria wouldn't have struck such a dominant pose on her own, even though plenty would've loved to see it. Apparently the ref had taken it upon herself to "help" her do it. But the second her arm was released Victoria dismounted Raiden's face and stood back up. Her legs shifted awkwardly as she desperately tried to act like what had just happened hadn't turned her on, in spite of how embarrassing it was. Glad this was all finally over, she took deep breaths to calm herself down, cast a final glance at her defeated foe, then stepped through the ropes and exited the ring.

Part of her couldn't quite get over what had just transpired. She'd just knocked a man out by sitting on his face. And in doing so, now her only two victories in the league had come directly from facesits. But as she walked back up the aisle and heard the cheers of the crowd, it did manage to alleviate a slight bit of her embarrassment. Though still blushing, she even managed a smile and waved to a few fans before disappearing through the curtain.

As awkward and uncomfortable as that experience had been, to her surprise, it hadn't been quite as bad as she expected.