Sakura Matou vs. Sakura Likiliki: Hardcore Hentai POW

Sakura smiled when her opponent fell to the floor, holding her crotch in agony and desperately trying to move away from her opponent. For a moment, she was unsure how best to follow it up, but eventually she decided that it was best to carry on with what had worked previously. So, walking quickly up to the almost-crying girl, Sakura aimed several more kicks straight at her crotch, an apologetic look in her eyes as she did so. She would continue with such attacks until her opponent appeared to be completely incapacitated or was able to counter.

Then, once Likiliki seemed unable to respond, Sakura would move in for a pin. Grabbing hold of the girl's legs, she would pull them up into the air and press her shoulders into the mat, waiting for the referee to count to 3 or her opponent to kick out.

As the pink haired girl would start to scoot away, she would find her lovely opponent had kindly come up to try to finish the job. Sakura would come up and start to stomp on Likiliki's sex repeatedly, causing the girl with the spiky pink hair to scream out. In response to this, the crowd would start screaming and cheering the larger girl on.

After about half a minute of this, and the pink haired girl questioned if she was going to be able to walk again for the rest of the match, the Japanese woman would stop and go for a cover. If Sakura L. was in any right state of mind, she would have probably stayed down and let the lovely Matou take the victory, but more out of instinct, when the referee's hand hit the mat a second time, the girl would kick out.

Sakura L. would still be under Matou, and would try to push the girl off of her completely to get more space. She would try to make some sort of retort when this happened, but Sakura couldn't get words to come out in a way besides a high pitch squeal that was unintelligible.

As the referee began to count, a smile began to form on Sakura's face.

I'm going to win! I'm actually going to win! she thought, amazed by her opponent's incompetence.

Unfortunately, though, it wasn't to be, her opponent managing to kick out just as the referee counted two, leaving Sakura laying on top of the girl. Then, before Sakura could really react, Likiliki moved to push her off, sending Sakura tumbling away to the side.

However, the attack hadn't hurt Sakura to any meaningful extent, whilst her opponent was still in agony, clearly unable to put up any meaningful fight. Sakura looked at her for a moment, wondering what to do. She could just continue the brutal stomping, but it didn't seem like she would be able to win that way, and she wasn't keen on just torturing the girl for the hell of it. Nor did she like the idea of stomping on her kind-hearted opponent's head, something that could cause real damage.

Instead, after a few moments of thought, she decided to go for a submission hold. With her limited repertoire of moves, she decided on something simple and, so, placing her legs over her opponent's chest and neck, she would take hold of one of her arms, stretching it out into an arm bar. Due to her inexperience, it wasn't done particularly well, and probably could be escaped easily enough, but the question was whether her opponent was strong and aware enough to do so before she was able to force a submission.

As Sakura L. was trying to get some distance to recover from the multiple pussy stomps she had taken, the girl would find her purple haired opponent continuing on the attack, and before the Islander had any idea what was going on, Sakura L. found herself in an arm bar from the much larger woman. The girl struggled to slip out, but lacked the sufficient energy to do so after being walloped in the groin so many times. The pink haired girl would struggle around for a little bit before finding it pointless, her arm feeling like it was in a lot of pain. The crowd was cheering like crazy, hoping to see a quick tap out victory, but Likiliki had no intention of doing that. After a few seconds of struggling, the more experienced fighter noticed that her larger opponent was making a mistake with the hold, her two shoulders were flat, in a situation where it would be easy to pin. With all the might she could muster, Sakura L. would raise her self up, just a little bit, and with that leverage would force Matou's shoulders down to the mat.

"Ref, Pin!" The girl would scream in pain, and the black and white stripped man would start a count.

"1....."

Sakura could hear the cheers of the crowd as she tugged on her opponent's arm, a broad smile forming on her face. Was she really actually going to win? As much as she hated the idea of torturing the girl, a victory over a strong opponent, albeit one who had clearly underestimated her, would still look good on her resume. She could see the girl struggling, she could see the pain in her face. Surely Likiliki would be forced to tap out soon.

Unfortunately, though, Sakura's wrestling inexperience had caused her to make a fatal mistake. Too used to practicing in self-defence classes and martial arts sparring matches, she had left her shoulders flat on the mat, in a position where any pressure exerted by her opponent would cause her to be able to claim a pin. And, that was exactly what the girl did, raising herself up slightly and forcing Sakura's shoulders down to the mat, before screaming to the referee to begin a count.

Wait, what? Sakura thought, completely taken by surprise by the call.

Not even remotely prepared for such a move, she nevertheless reacted quickly and instinctively, lifting her shoulders up off the mat and breaking the pin. In so doing, however, her grip on her opponent's arm was loosened momentarily, giving the girl the opportunity to easily break out of the hold.

Feeling Matou's hands re-position, S.L. would use this as an opportunity to yank her arm out and slide it across the larger woman's exposed midriff and roll out from under her. Successfully escaping the hold. The Pink Haired bomb shell would quickly place her hands on her own woman hood though, applying some much needed comforting pleasure. She would moan out in pain and start to slowly roll her way out of the ring. If she got beneath the ropes and fell out she would quickly get to her knees and try to recover, eyes closed and breathing heavily. She NEEDED this time to recover. God, this must have either been the best or the luckiest slave/newbie on the planet!

Sakura was somewhat surprised when her opponent managed to pull her arm free. As such, it took her a few moments to react, time which allowed the girl, moaning with pain and rubbing her crotch, the chance to roll out of Sakura's reach. However, aware of the opportunity she had and the girl's slow movement, as soon as she recognised that Likiliki had broken free of her grasp, she scrambled to her feet as quickly as possible.

By the time she got to her feet, Sakura's opponent was nearing the edge of the ring. Aware that her best chance of victory was to keep her opponent on the floor, Sakura ran towards the still-rolling girl, aiming to land a flying kick straight to her stomach, hopefully winding her. If that attack succeeded, she would follow it up by stomping on the girl again and again, mainly hitting her chest and stomach. The goal was to incapacitate her, hopefully enough that she could get a pin or submission hold.

As the pink haired bomb shell kept rolling back, she would find herself with the larger girl delivering a punt kick right to the surfer's midriff. Luckly, the Blue eyed beauty had her arms reaching over it and so that it could cover her crotch. Still, due to Matou's running start, Sakura would find herself with the air knocked out of her.

While the islander was on the ground, still reeling from the strikes, she would find Matou delivering multiple stomps to the downed woman's stomach and breast. "Agh!" The Pink haired woman would cry out. The crowd going crazy right now seeing Matou barrage of stomps onto her exposed Hawwian. The Older girl would look around, hoping to find a way out of this situation, but she was running out of ideas quickly!

Sakura felt a strong twinge of guilt as she heard the helpless girl's cries of pain. She felt terrible about what she was doing to the kind girl, and even worse about what she would do to her after the match, if she did indeed win. Especially since she suspected that the girl was trying to be kind with her initial attack, going easy on her in order to avoid causing her unnecessary pain. And the appreciative shouts of the crowd only made her feel even worse.

Still, despite the guilt, Sakura was determined to win the match. A result like this could really help her in her efforts to get more leverage over the booking process. So, after giving the girl a few more kicks, just for good measure, she decided it was time to end it. Seeing that her opponent was clearly exhausted, Sakura would move to lie on top of her chest, pinning her to the ground.

STOMP! STOMP! STOMP! STOMP!

The Pink Haired woman would find herself under a rapid array of strikes would light up the older woman, stopping any sort of retaliation that she could have made. The vicious merciless strikes from Matou would continue to find their mark as they kept connecting. The Pink Haired girl's screams would slowly start to die out until eventually, she could barely manage a moan. Once her body was battered and broken, Sakura would lay on he back, barely even conscious.

Sakura Matou would quickly fall onto her downed opponent, and the referee would start the count. The islander would barely even recognize that a count was going.

"1.... 2.... 3!!!!! THATS IT! Ring the bell!"


Ding, Ding, Ding

The crowd would start to go wild as the busty lustful Sakura Matou would be declared the victor. Honestly, the surfer was just glad that she was no longer having to be kicked anymore. She laid helplessly on the ground while she waited for Matou to get up.