Alison Leaper vs. Airi Shijima - A Backstage Battle

"Gah!" Airi yelped as she landed quite uncomfortably atop Alison's face. A bit disoriented, she just laid there atop the maid, trying to get her bearings.

Alison flopped underneath Airi, though the thrashing really only amounted to rolling a quarter turn back and forth under... whichever part of Airi was on her face.

Her head had been hit so many times today, and that added up. "Ge-getoffee. ..! " Her hands weakly slapped - closer to petting a cat than a catty attack - Airi's body.

Grunting, Airi would do just that, rolling off of her awkward position, rubbing her ass and realizing it had landed on Alison face. While a bit flustered for a moment, the orange-haired girl quickly scrambled back to her feet and tried to resume her tough girl persona.

"H-ha...! Way to screw up your own attack, idiot!" she scoffed, right before trying to send a kick to the maid's head.

At least Airi got off quickly. But Alison wouldn't get to her feet nearly as fast, and suffered for it. "OOOWW! "

She rolled away, clutching her head until her body hit the wall. "Uuagh... d-dammit... " Alison tried to pick herself up, only to collapse on the floor - her legs wouldn't support her weight!

Airi was confident Alison was all but finished at this point, brimming with excitement that she was about to actually win a fight. Thinking how she wanted to deliver the finishing blow, a lingering ache in her groin reminded her that right now the maid had gotten the last low blow in. Now it was her turn.

Grinning mischievously, the orange-haired girl grabbed her foe by the ankles and pulled her out onto her back, spreading the brunette's legs wide open. "Heheh. I'm getting the last laugh here, bitch!" she chuckled, right before lifting her foot up and stomping on Alison's crotch as hard as she could.

Her orange haired opponent's confidence was pretty well founded at this point. She dragged Alison away from the walls, pulling her ankles up and apart, revealing the maid's tender spot.

Airi wasn't being subtle with her plans, the raised leg was the moment Alison's eyes widened, but there wasn't much she could do. "Haah... dammit, f-fine." Alison sounded more resigned to her fate than panicked, accepting her loss.

Which didn't make her cries any less loud. Airi's foot dug into her crotch, giving Alison well beyond the daily recommended dosage of vitamin foot, while the brunette flopped and writhed with agony, her hands reaching to soothe the pain before the foot had even left.

Releasing Alison, Airi stepped back and stood confidently, watching the brunette writhe in pain. Part of her felt kind of guilty for it, but after what Da Xia did to her, this kind of seemed like nothing.

"Ready to give up now?" she grinned expectantly.

Alison continued to shake with pain well after Airi's intruder left her crotch, her legs falling to the floor in a V. After the screams, sound didn't leave her lips at all, there was no groans of pain, it hurt far too much.

Alison tried to answer the affirmative a few times, but her words never made it past her throat. In the end she signaled her surrender by (barely) tapping the floor, figuring Airi would understand.

"Gjjoouuu... win.. oww..."

Airi couldn't really make out Alison's words, but the way it looked like she was tapping the floor seemed like a submission. "YEAH!" the orange-haired girl threw her fist up into the air triumphantly, "My first win!"

Feeling giddy, even though there wasn't even an audience there to cheer, Airi hopped around and punched the air in celebration, although she very quickly tired out. "H-heh... Better luck next time, maid girl." she directed towards Alison, breathing a bit heavily, before turning to leave the room.

Alison watched Airi's mini celebration. If it were her, she wouldn't be so happy about such a cheap win, but whatever. It wasn't the loser's place to complain about the winner. That'd just be petty.

"W-wait...! Uggh... h-helpme-mee up...?" Alison called after Airi as the victor turned to leave, lifting her hands almost a full inch before they smacked against the floor.