Humiliation: Akiko vs. Claire

Claire laughed triumphantly as she successfully planted her butt on Akikoâ€s sweet face. “Just lay back and relax, Akiko,” she instructed, wiggling a bit so as to maximize the contact between her smooth, pale bottom and her opponentâ€s face, before eventually settling in with the ninjaâ€s nose wedged tightly between her cheeks. She savored the feeling of dominance, gasping a little as Akikoâ€s hot breath washed over her womanhood. “Only one way to make me get off of you: youâ€ll have to submit! But, until you do, letâ€s see what we can do about these pesky clothes.”

Unfortunately, no matter what she tried, Claire couldnâ€t seem to find just how to get the ninja costume off. She began to get frustrated. If she couldnâ€t begin to strip Akiko soon, she would begin attempting to literally tear the costume apart. “Sorry about this. Iâ€ll give you money for a new one,” she would say, feeling bad about ruining the girlâ€s outfit.

Claire hesitated when Akiko started screaming, asking her not to rip her ninja outfit. Claire had reckoned it was expensive—it was very flattering on the ninja girl, and the material was sturdy. She wondered if there was something more to it, though, when Akiko still protested, despite the schoolgirlâ€s offer to pay for it. “Umm…” Claire breathed, starting to feel a little bad about tearing her opponentâ€s costume. It was making it easier to remove it from the girlâ€s body, but, if she truly angered Akiko, that could be bad news if the girl ever got back on top.

Feeling fairly secure with her seat atop Akiko, Claire decided she could afford to be a little nice. “Look, Akiko, if you donâ€t want me to rip it, then tell me how to get you out of it. But Iâ€m not going to get off of your face before you do. Your breath feels so nice down there…” She bounced up and down a little, emphasizing her dominance and trying to convince her opponent to cooperate.

Claire grinned widely when her opponent started telling her how to remove the ninja costume. She did feel kind of bad, making Akiko cry like this and humiliating her in front of all these people, but, then again, that was the purpose of the match. In all likelihood, if she hadnâ€t been the one to make Akiko blubber like a baby, Akiko probably would have done the same thing to her. I donâ€t have to feel bad about this, Claire assured herself.

When Akiko told her to take off the sash first, Claire smacked her forehead. “I guess that shouldâ€ve been obvious,” she said, partially to herself and partially to her opponent. She did as the ninja instructed, first removing the sash from around her waist, then pulling the girlâ€s pants down her legs. “Alright,” she continued, once she had pulled the pants all the way off, “now will the top be easy without the sash?”

She paused, biting her lip, before adding: “Since youâ€ve been such a good sport, Akiko, I think Iâ€ll let you up once I get your top off. As nice a seat as you are, I might as well get off of my butt and get back to kicking yours.”

Once Akiko confirmed that Claire should have no trouble getting the top off, the schoolgirl quickly and efficiently stripped her opponent of that final piece of clothing, lifting her butt from Akikoâ€s face only for a second as she slid the top over the girlâ€s head before sitting right back down. Oh, she would let Akiko up soon, but not before having just a little more fun while she was completely helpless. “If you can see around my butt, watch your costume fly out of the ring!” she sang, rolling the sash, pants, and shirt up into a ball and tossing them into the audience. “Maybe the fans will be nice enough to give it back to you after you submit to me.”

Claire felt the ninja girlâ€s tears dampening her butt cheeks, and the sensation, though strange, brought a wry smile to her face. “Poor, poor girl. This must be absolutely humiliating for you. I donâ€t know how youâ€ll ever be able to live this down. Forced to help your opponent strip you naked while your nose is wedged halfway up her butt crack!” She chuckled. “Akiko, if you submit now, you could spare yourself any more embarrassment. Come on!”

She waited to hear her opponent beg some more, but, instead, Akiko firmly ordered Claire to get off of her. She wasnâ€t begging anymore—this was almost an order. Before Claire could reply, the ninja girl grabbed her arms and wrenched them painfully downwards, sending Claire sprawling to the mat.

Claire hadnâ€t initially noticed the body suit which Akiko had been wearing underneath her costume, but, while on top, hadnâ€t really thought much of it. It had been just another article of clothing for her to remove, but now it seemed it could be a major impediment to her winning this match—Akiko was obviously angry, and probably wouldnâ€t give up no matter what Claire did to her, save, Claire thought, stripping her naked.

“Ow…” the schoolgirl groaned, rubbing her arms. Akiko was strong for a kawaii, and sheâ€d managed to deal some damage when she tossed Claire off of her. I have to be careful, Claire thought to herself. Now sheâ€s angry, and thereâ€s no telling…

Her thoughts were interrupted when Akiko seized her by the hair, dragging her to her feet. Before Claire could do anything to defend herself, Akikoâ€s fist slammed powerfully into her face, and the schoolgirl went limp, blood dribbling from her nose and splattering onto the mat. Unconscious, Claire was wide open for whatever her opponent intended to do to her…