SS '13 DVD Exclusive Bonus Match! Akashi Vs. Miss Spencer

Miss Spencer should have been relieved, as she flipped the sumo over herself, watching her crash onto the kayak. Even riding on a fresh surge of adrenaline, it had taken quite some effort to lift up the heavy sumo and flip her over like that, and she was already starting to feel more fatigued from doing such a feat. But, still, she couldn't feel relieved about the situation. Not now, because even though her breasts had been released from Akashi's titanic hold, her shirt was still tight in the sumo's grip.

"Da...let me GO!" She screamed at Akashi, full of anger and panic and just flat out annoyance towards the former champion. She started to lean backwards, grabbing for Akashi's wrists again, trying to pry them lose from the thin, mud-soaked fabric of her top, wanting nothing more at this moment than to just get the sumo's hands away so she could actually fight again.

Akashi wasn't usually the one getting slammed into the mat in matches but she wasn't a stranger to it either. It certainly never felt good getting driven into mat was never a pleasant experience, however, getting slammed into a kayak was an entirely different level of pain and uncomfortable. She had cried out in pain when she was flipped and slumped into the small vessel. Her face wore pain even as she shifted around, but her hands never left the tight grip she managed to keep on Miss Spencer's shirt.

"S-Shit..." She groaned and opened one eye to look at the teacher. "I'm impressed, sensei... I never would have expected you capable of it." She said, seriously impressed. "But it looks like it was just a one time thing and as it stands, my plump ass is stuff deep inside a protective shield thanks to you. So... I could just sit here all day and stare up at those magnificent tits of yours."

Akashi tried to jerk on the shirt and make Miss Spencer stumble forward. Really, she wasn't int he best position, but she knew she might be able to keep the teacher flustered long enough for her to recover from the impressive slam.

"Just...stop...talking!" Miss Spencer cried out, still trying to pull back from Akashi and her powerful grip. She leaned back still, while at the same time tugging on the sumo's wrists, desperately hoping she would be able to free her shirt from Akashi's hands...and then, Akashi gave the teacher a sharp, sudden jerk forward. With the teacher trying to pull back, while Akashi jerked the shirt forward, there was only one possible outcome to this situation.

RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIP!

When Akashi pulled forward, Miss Spencer's own grip loosened on her wrists, then let her go, her own strength pulling her backwards as the front of her shirt suddenly ripped off into Akashi's hands. Full of surprise at this sudden turn of events, the teacher stumbled back, then fell onto her ass in the sand. At the same time, without her shirt there to reign them in, each of her bouncing breasts came pillowing forward, free of their white, cottony prison, on display for all the cameras to see. Of course, the teacher was wearing a bikini top beneath the shirt, but that wasn't saying much. It was a simple affair, barely anything at all, just two strips of black cloth, crossing over her breasts, holding them in place.

That being said, however, Miss Spencer still felt quite embarrassed by this, and as the cameras turned to focus their attention on her chest, her arms came up, covering her breasts as she looked this way and that, an expression of total shock on her face!

Akashi was just trying to keep Miss Spencer in place. Shereally wasn't looking to shame the woman yet. But when the shirt ripped, Akashi's eyes widened. They gleamed as she watched the teacher spill out of the shirt. her delicious orbs were now on display for the world! Well.. sort of. Akashi's head was practically upside down as she watched Miss Spencer.

"Ahh..." She let the tone buzz out of her mouth before it erupted. 'Ahahaha!" She started laughing and rolled onto her tummy, slipping off the kayak. "What!? You're... you're really that embarrassed cause you're showing off your... BIKINI TOP!?"

Akashi just couldn't even believe it. "What do you do on vacation!? wear a parka to a beach!? Ahahaha! Sensei!? There's being modest and then... and then... WHOOOSH!" Akashi swung her arm over her head. "Hasn't anyone ever told you you look good? DAMN good!" Akashi said with as much sincerity as her chuckling would allow. "Like, I'd bend you over one of these kayaks in a heartbeat! You should be waving those things around like you own the place!" Akashi said with a grin.

Once the sound of Akashi's voice hit Miss Spencer's ears, the teacher snapped out of her shock, focusing her attention back on the sumo. She shook her head back and forth, still blushing deeply with embarrassment, as she scrambled to get back up on her feet. "J...just be quiet!" She yelled, folding her arms over her chest, standing there glaring at Akashi. Her expression was a mix of humiliation and anger, her voice stern, with just a hint of a waver to it. "I don't come to the beach often! And I wasn't expecting you to just rip my shirt off like that!"

She shook her head again, her shame starting to fade, as her confidence ever-so-slowly started to build back up. "I suppose I shouldn't have expected any less from...from a harlot such as yourself! Honestly, at this point? I'm surprised you didn't try to disrobe me like this sooner!"

Akashi licked her lips as Miss Spencer tried to defend against Akashi's words. She stood up and set a predatory gaze upon Miss Spencer. "Seeeenseeiiiii...." She said as she slowly began to walk towards the teacher. "Who says I'm finished? Just a top? Yawn. You say I'm a harlot, but I think that you secretly like it. Someone who spends so much time repressing herself ... and yet... wearing such revealing clothes? is just SCREAMING please fuck me!"

Akashi nodded as she crouched. "Don't worry, sensei. I'll be gentle, I promise. It's your first time, after all." Akashi then lunged at Miss Spencer, lashing out her hands to try and get hold of the woman's bikini top. She wanted Miss Spencer to know that she meant business, even though she reallyw as trying to embarrass the girl into vulnerability.

Miss Spencer narrowed her eyes towards Akashi, clicking her tongue in annoyance at the woman's words. Despite her humiliation and Akashi's accusing words, the teacher was starting to feel...calm. Focused. She was growing more and more angry towards the sumo, and at this point wanted nothing more than to pay her back for her words and her actions.

"Enough talk," she replied softly towards Akashi. "The time for words is over, Miss Tanikaze. Both of us are fighters, so let's continue this horrible match as a pair of fighters should." She fell into her own crouching position as Akashi began to move towards her, slowly circling around her, watching the woman carefully for any sign of movement. And then...there it was. Akashi lunging towards her with outstretched hands. Predictable, the teacher thought to herself, having an idea of just what Akashi was aiming for.

She stood her ground, waiting for Akashi's lunge to bring her in closer, before suddenly cutting to the side of the sumo, out of her path. If humiliation was what Akashi had in mind, then two could play at that game. The blonde dropped to the ground as she did so, extending her legs outwards. She was hoping to catch Akashi in a drop-toe hold, wanting to give her a taste of the hot sand for a third time!

Akashi didn't expect such a blatant and obvious attempt to grab at Miss Spencer's bikini top to work. However, she also expected Miss Spencer to do something a little different than what she expected.

As Miss Spencer caught Akashi's legs, she knew that she was going to hit the deck but at least this time she was prepared for it more than before. She wasn't really recklessly charging, she was just falling over. She turned her body and thumped into the squishy wet sandy with a thud. Turning to look at Miss Spencer from her position as her palms pressed into the sand.

The teacher frowned, as Akashi seemed to be ready for her, twisting her body so that she didn't end up with a face full of sand this time. It wasn't what she was expecting of the sumo. Miss Spencer had hoped she would end up with another face full of sand, hoping she could get to her feet and retrieve an oar while Akashi dealt with that.

Nevertheless, she decided to try and follow through with things anyway. Rolling to her hands and feet, the blonde scrambled to get up to her feet, hoping that despite how sore her body felt, she still had the speed to beat out Akashi. With haste in her movements she turned back to the kayak that the sumo had just escaped from, moving towards it with intent to grab the oar that Akashi had stabbed into the sand earlier!

flopping against the wet sand wasn't painful or embarrassing. The way Miss Spencer executed the drop toe hold seemed only to be done to gain her a few moments to slink off. Akashi scooped up some muddy water and flung it at Miss Spencer.

"Running away, sensei!?" She yelled out as she spun around and stood up. Her body was dirty and sand was starting to get in abhorrent places. She didn't have time for that though and as she stood up, she scooped another handful of mucky sand and stalked towards Miss Spencer.

"What's the matter sensei? Afraid to get down and dirty?" She said and whipped another mudball at Miss Spencer.