Humiliation: Akiko vs. Claire

Humiliation Match

Claire tugged at her tight black vest, trying to make sure that her old schoolgirl uniform was perfect for her debut. She hadnâ€t worn it since she had graduated from that wretched place and started living with her parents again. Now, she once more donned it for her debut at AFW—the beginning of what she hoped would be a brighter chapter in her relatively melancholy life.

Itâ€s not fair for me to moan and groan about how hard Iâ€ve had it, she chided herself. Iâ€ve always had plenty of money, and a roof over my head. There are billions of people out there who canâ€t even keep themselves fed. She sighed. Still, though, as far as white kids from New England go, I didnâ€t have the greatest…no. I canâ€t start up with that again. Time to get going. She stood up as her theme music, Wagnerâ€s Ride of the Valkyries, began to play in the arena. No looking back.

She walked slowly out onto the entrance ramp, taking in the bright lights and the huge crowds packing the arena. The seats werenâ€t all filled—she was only a rookie, after all, the lowest of the low card talent, and she had been led to believe that her opponent was not much more experienced, either. Still, those who had shown up seemed enthusiastic, and Claire appreciated that.

Her match was what they called a humiliation match, and Claire couldnâ€t help but admit that the idea of it turned her on. The only way to win was to get her opponent to submit out of embarrassment. The means by which she was embarrassed would be left up to Claire. And Claire certainly had some fun ideas. No doubt she has some ideas for me, as well, she observed.

Claire pulled herself through the ropes and made her way to her corner. No doubt her opponent for the night would be entering shortly.

A new song started up, heralding the entrance of Claireâ€s opponent for the evening. The girl came down the entrance ramp looking like some sort of ninja—she wore a dark purple costume that covered most of her body, but still managed to show off her cute figure. Claireâ€s cheeks reddened. She is quite the cutie, Claire said to herself, feeling a little silly as she watched the other kawaii make her way to the ring. This should be fun.

The girl introduced herself as Akiko Hoshi as she got into the ring. Claire smiled thinly, glad that the girl seemed to be as nice as she looked. Looks—and actions—can be deceiving, though, she reminded herself. I need to stay alert. Never know when she could try to jump me, right?

“Akiko Hoshi.” She repeated her opponentâ€s name, helping her commit it to memory. Claire had never been fantastic with remembering names. “Nice to meet you, Akiko. My nameâ€s Claire St. Clair.” She paused, biting her lower lip. “I guess it is sort of weird to be friendly with someone youâ€re about to fight, but I donâ€t think it matters. We can still have a great, competitive match, even if we donâ€t hate each other. And Iâ€d rather not have to hate you—you know what I mean?”

She walked out of her corner, offering Akiko a handshake. She wanted to establish a good rapport with her opponent, right away—it meant there was less of a chance of the match turning nasty later. “Itâ€s a humiliation match, so weâ€ll probably be doing a lot of embarrassing things to each other. I wish you all the best.”

“Donâ€t get me wrong,” Claire said, noticing that her opponent seemed a little hesitant as she was shaking her hand. “When I say that I wish you the best of luck, I donâ€t mean that I want you to beat me; as a matter of fact, I donâ€t believe you can beat me. But I wanted to be nice, and I hope that youâ€re able to recover from this defeat as quickly as possible.” She smiled, a little proud of herself for taunting her opponent, however cordial and non-threatening she might have been. Trash talk had never been one of Claireâ€s strong suits.

The bell rang, and both girls came out of their corners, Claire mirroring Akikoâ€s movements, as she didnâ€t want to risk making a foolish move so early in the match. When it was obvious, however, that the ninja girl wanted Claire to make the first move, the black-haired kawaii decided that she might as well show some initiative.

“Well, Akiko, I hope youâ€ve steeled yourself for whatâ€s about to happen,” she said, blushing a little again. What she was about to do was brash, and more than a little crazy, but she thought it was just the sort of thing which might catch Akiko off-guard. With a little yell, Claire ran forward and tried to lick Akikoâ€s face, leaving a wet trail from the tip of the girlâ€s nose to just above her chin.

Claire backed up, giving her opponent a little shrug. “Honestly, Iâ€m trying to be polite. If youâ€d rather we donâ€t speak while we try to humiliate each other, Iâ€d be more than happy to fight you with nary a word.” She had noticed that this Akiko seemed to be rather easy to offend. It would probably be more pleasant for the both of them if Claire stopped trying to make small talk and just got on with embarrassing the ninja girl.

That had been her intention, anyway, before Akiko, obviously miffed about being licked, came at her. “Yes, seriously,” Claire shot back. “Itâ€s a humiliation match, Akiko, and, unless Iâ€m mistaken, the point of a humiliation match is to humiliate your opponent. Go at her physically, emotionally, and sexu—”

Claire hadnâ€t been anticipating the roundhouse kick, and was taken completely off-guard by the sandal-clad foot as it slammed into the side of her head. Her knees buckled, and she crumpled to the floor, dazed and, for the moment, completely defenseless.

“Urgh…” Claire groaned, shaking her head in a futile attempt to banish from her mind the fog which clouded her vision and prevented her from fighting back. Akikoâ€s kick had really gotten Claire good—even though she had assumed her opponent must have some background in the martial arts, she had not realized how powerful the girl was, and had not expected kicking to come into play in their humiliation match.

“Not…bad…but…Iâ€ll get…you…” Claire choked out, each word a struggle as she felt as if her throat was seizing up. She was still very much out of it as Akiko grabbed onto her vest, lifting her to her knees. Claire braced herself for something truly embarrassing. Instead, the ninja girl started slapping her, causing her to yelp in surprise and pain.

The one good side to the beating she was taking now was that the slaps helped her to clear her mind a little. She doesnâ€t seem ready to try anything actually humiliating, Claire thought,but if I wait too long she might work up the courage…

For the moment, though, Claire was still at her opponentâ€s mercy, too weak to make any counter-move.