“And fighting for the Japanese Nation! The beautiful! The Angelic! Sakura! Nakamura!”
Sakura strode into the ring suited in her white and red wrestling getup. The Japanese crowd cheered her on. Painted in Japanese flags and colors. The proud people of Japan were eager to watch thier beautiful heroine compete.
Sakura lifted herself up into the ring. Sliding herself over sensually. She gave a cheery smile to the crowd, and gave a peace sign to them. Landing a sea of applause. She winked back at the crowd, and stood in her corner.
“And fighting for South Korea! It’s the Lovely! The powerful! Jae! Un! Jung!”
The South Korean crowd devolved into a gathering of hoots and hollers as Jae ran into the ring. A South Korean Flag decorated her wrestling Bra and Bottoms.
Cute features, serious expressions, and petite frames. That was the scene in the ring for these two wrestlers. Though a certain degree of showmanship was brought in to wow the audience. These two women have been wrestling for decades. Both of them were clearly in their early thirties by now. And neither of them were going to waste this chance.
“May the better woman win.” Sakura offered a handshake for civility.
“I plan to…” Jae responded. A hint of envy in her voice.
The two women stood equidistant to each other. The bell rang. And Sakura immediately dashed for the ringside. She threw herself into the ropes and pushed herself forward. Jae did the same. The two women sprinted directly at each other. Roaring guttural war cries until they collided into a *Thwack!*
Sakura positioned her elbows ahead of her and slammed into her opponent. Jae was thrown back into the mat. She moaned softly and raised her ass up. Sakura pushed her advantage. Running up to her opponent, and kicking her in the side. Jae collapsed onto her stomach again. And broke out into a coughing fit.
“What’s wrong? Jae? Can’t take my boot?” Sakura taunted. She pushed Jae’s head aside with her foot. The South Korean crowd exploded into a series of boo’s and complaints as they were forced to watch their national starlet moan out softly. Sakura giggled as she pressed her boot down on her opponents face. Jae was silent. She listened quietly to her countrymen cry out.
“N…No…” She whispered.
“What was that Jae?” Sakura responded, pulling her head closer. “I couldn’t hear you!” Sakura said, bubbly as ever.
“You…Don’t get to win!” Jae pulled Sakura by the hair down into the mat with her, Sakura cried out in pain as Jae mounted her, and started to beat her senseless.
“Kya!” Sakura coughed out, Jae had just punched her in the stomach. Flecks of salvia flew out into Jae’s bosom. She growled and pressed her opponent into the mat again. The two laid against each other. Bosom to Bosom. Stomach to Stomach. Jae pushed her body against Sakura. Causing her opponent to scream out.
“What’s Wrong Whore?” Jae taunted.
“Can’t take a real woman?”
Sakura groaned out and threw a weak punch at Jae’s chin. Jae grunted our softly. But broke into a grin.
“Pathetic. I think I know Who’s going to win this match.” She said with a smile.
Jae let off of Sakura and left her opponent to stew in her own exhaustion while she climbed up the turnbuckle. Jae took a deep breath and relished the cries of despair from the Japanese crowd as she prepared to slam into Sakura.
She stood up tall over the turnbuckle. Sakura was still unconscious.
“Say it with me!” Jae held out her fingers to count.
“One!”
Sakura didn’t move. She exhaled sharply, shivering in her own sweat.
“Two!”
Sakura moaned out. Slowly getting to her knees
“Three!”
It was too late. Sakura looked up in a dark realization as Jae leaped from the turnbuckle onto her opponent. Sakura closed her eyes and embraced the inevitable.
Jae landed on Sakura with a *Thud!* prompting a sympathetic “Ooooooh!” From the crowd. A small “Uh!” Managed to escape Sakura’s lips as she was crushed under her featherweight opponent.
The two women laid on top of each other exhausted. Sakura was knocked out. While Jae was out of breath.
Jae got up first. Dragging her limp counterpart forward. And locking her in a camel clutch.
“I want you to tap out Sakura. Call it an… Insurance.” Jae taunted. Pulling her opponent back, and exposing her cleavage.
“Uhh…Ahhh! N-…No!” Sakura cried out as Jae tried to inflict even more pain on her.
The Japanese crowd burst into boo’s and jeers as Jae pulled the Japanese heroine even further back. Sakura screamed out into the crowd.
“It hurts! I can’t give up! But it hurts!” She screamed out in agony.
“Then Give up! There’s shame in it! But it’ll all be over once you tap out!” Jae whispered into her opponents ears.
“N…No…” Sakura whispered back.
Jae groaned and dropped her opponent into the mat. Sakura lay motionless.
“Tough girl…I like that.” Jae sounded out slowly. Drawing a heart with her finger into Sakura’s back. Sakura moaned in response.
“But I‘ve had enough of you… It’s been fun!” Jae turned Sakura around. And made her face the lights.
“Hope you like this whore. It’s my specialty!”
Jae craned her legs. And sat down on Sakura’s face.
The crowd was silent. The Japanese crowd worried for thier woman. The South Koreans were shocked.
Sakura endured for a long while. Moaning softly under her opponent’s ass. But she couldn’t last forever. After ten minutes. Sakura cried out and gave in. She tapped Jae’s left thigh relentlessly. gasping for any air she could find. The Bell rung once. Twice. Three times. Jae didn’t get up.
At this point even the South Koreans were booing Jae. Demanding her to get up and let Sakura go. The fight was over after all.
Jae took a deep breath, and jumped herself up. Sakura threw herself to the side, erupting into a series of gasps and wheezes. She was drenched in sweat. Her body was bruised. She lost.
Jae took in the criticism from both crowds. And smiled.
“That was fun Sakura… But… I think you should be glad you lost to me and not the other girls. You wouldn’t be able to handle them!”
Sakura looked up at her opponent. Mouth open, and covered in sweat. Sakura spat onto the ground.
“Fuck you.” She spat out.
Jae frowned. She kicked Sakura in the breasts. And held her down with her boot. Jae spat on her opponent one final time. Prompting condemnation from the crowd. Sakura took it. And turned her face away in shame.
Jae left the ring. Leaving Sakura cold, drenched, and Alone…
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