A War of Pride: Sakura Hagiwara vs Noelle Silva III

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Successful was a.. barely applicable term for what just transpired. Really only because she actually managed to get free from Noelle's grip, which granted was her priority. But damned if headbuts weren't painful as hell to take full on. 'Their double edged swords for a reason.' Sakura thought to herself between a wince of pain as she slowly sat up and took stock of her opponent.

'At least it seemed to hurt her more than it did me.' Sakura thought watching as Noelle collapsed on her side and seemed to stay there, seemingly stunned. 'Perfect.' Sakura thought to herself as she got up and approached from behind. "I bet you're worried about me trying to use my Sakura Special which is why you're staying down low huh?" Sakura asked, looking to distract Noelle with a question before dropping low, looking to try and slam her elbow into Noelle's head.

"Unfortunately for you..." Sakura said if her attack was successful before getting back up, lifting Noelle up with her in the process as she did so. "I expanded my arsenal!" Sakura roared, looking to try and lift Noelle up at an angle into a upside down position for her finisher move, the Sweet Driver! A move that if she landed successfully Sakura would pull Noelle's leg back to go for a pin!

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Hm, maybe she's not as dumb as I make her out to be, thought Noelle. Obviously, Sakura was smarter than Noelle acted like she was, and the princess knew that. But she was still rather surprised that the idol was able to pick up on her thought process so quickly. And as one would expect, Sakura had something ready for when plan A was a no go.

"Argh," grunted Noelle in frustration as she was peeled up off of the mat by Sakura. The Spaniard was held upside down by the idol, and was swiftly planted right back down into the mat where she had just been laying. "AH!" Noelle gasped in pain. Her head would be throbbing the next day, but that was not her concern right now.

Noelle was acutely aware of Sakura trying to lift her leg over and onto her shoulders. The princess grabbed the Sakura by her ankle and thigh, not even allowing her to start the pin count. It was a good thing too, because if the idol had gotten her leg down, Noelle wasn't sure she had the energy left to pull it off. But pushing Sakura's leg away while it was still in the air was something she could manage. Noelle pulled herself away and stood up, hands on her knees and breathing heavily, she let out a taunt. "I must say, you're arsenal falls off if that's option #2."

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Seemingly successfully predicting Noelle's thought process Sakura was able to catch the silver haired girl off guard and halt anything the girl may have been able to do. In turn leaving her totally vulnerable for the idol's own attack as she hauled Noelle up before dropping her with a resounding impact with her finisher.

'Time to end this.' Sakura thought as she moved her leg to try and rest it on her opponent's chest to pin her and end this. Thats what she wanted at least. But much to Sakura's shock however Noelle managed to grab her leg and push it away, halting any chance of Sakura potentially pinning Noelle. 'Dammit! How does she have so much strength left?!' Sakura thought to herself as she stood up, watching as Noelle did the same.

Looking across at Noelle though.. Sakura saw how much pain she was in, not to mention her positioning was perfect... 'One more finisher ought to do this.' Sakura thought to herself as she dashed towards Noelle as fast as she could. Sakura had just shown the princess that her arsenal of moves was bigger... but that didn't mean she still couldn't use a classic to fake her out. "Then lets try the number one!" Sakura yelled once she was close enough, leaping up as she did so while tilting back, looking to try and land the classic Sakura Special on Noelle!

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Noelle was tired, standing but bent over. She looked as if she would have trouble trying to defend herself once Sakura went for a follow up to her Sweet Driver. And with the idol in a finishing mood, that follow up would very likely be the Sakura Special, a move very capable of being the knock out blow to the princess. Sakura's battle cry as she charged then confirmed it.

Just as planned

Sakura may have thought that she had caught up to Noelle's train of thought, but in truth the princess was still one crucial step ahead of the idol. Once Sakura leaped off of the ground, her attack's point of no return, Noelle quickly dodged to left like a boxer slipping an uppercut. Now it was Noelle's turn for a finisher. With her attack whiffed, Sakura still had to flip through the air, land, and regain her balance before being able to act again. A relative eternity's worth of time compared to how quickly Noelle would be able to counterattack.

Noelle would wait for Sakura to land, then immediately grab the idol around her waist. The Spaniard would then flip Sakura upside down as she lifted the idol up onto her shoulder. Once Sakura was set, Noelle would shift her grip from the black haired beauty's waist to her legs, pulling them down. "Crashing Waves!" Noelle called out one of her signature moves as she leapt into the air, and then landed on her butt with Sakura in tow. While it appeared at first like a simple muscle buster with a water themed name, Noelle gave it special regard because of what she could combo it into.

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Noelle got back up to a stance as if she were sitting on air, and moved Sakura from up on her shoulder to down between her legs until the idol's tits where roughly level with the Spaniard's knees. Noelle then carefully shifted her grip from Sakura's legs to her arms, and started yanking them up. "Here's MY number one finisher: DRIVER LOCK!" The idol's ass was stuck straight up in the air, her breasts bounced with every tug on her arms, and it was painful as hell. If Sakura thought the shame hold was bad, then she had never been in something like Noelle's Driver Lock. This match, this feud was over. No matter how Sakura struggled, or hopefully cried and begged, Noelle Silva would not stop until she heard the words "I give up."

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Sakura could win this. She already nearly did with her Sweet Driver. All she needed was one last, solid hit in and she had an opening, the perfect one against Noelle as the girl was hunched over, breathing heavily. But in hindsight it was too perfect and she should have seen through what Noelle was doing. Sakura didn't care to think of consequences right now however. She was instead focused solely on beating Noelle, of ending this once and for all with her victory and Noelle's attire as part of her wardrobe.

It was this haste that made Sakura easy to predict for someone like Noelle who dodged to the side of her Sakura Special. Eyes widening at the lack of impact Sakura knew she was in danger. But she couldn't just fall on her face, she needed to at least land and then she could make a plan.

Unfortunately for her however she only got as far as landing. "Wha!? Let go!!!" Shouting in surprise and then resistance as she felt her waist grabbed Sakura was powerless as she was suddenly pulled up balanced precariously on Noelle's shoulder in a position she knew all too well. "No!" It was all she could say until her legs were grabbed and then they were in a free fall, everything seeming to move in slow motion as they descended, and somewhere deep in Sakura's heart she knew, this would be it.

"AGHHHHHHHHH!" Screaming in pain as the muscle buster landed Sakura would have collapsed like a sack against the canvas had Noelle not been holding her up with the grip on her legs still. 'What is.. she doing?' Sakura thought to herself in a haze of pain currently running throughout her body from the muscle buster.

In moments however Sakura would find herself wishing she could have collapsed to the mat in a heap. Cause after a transition that was way too smooth for Sakura to believe she was in a new yet somehow very familiar position, one that hurt like absolute hell on top of being humiliating.

"Aghhhhhhhhh noooo!" Screaming in both pain and humiliation Sakura's face was a bright scarlet while her hair hung to the mat in a dark curtain, her sweaty, shiny body only exacerbating the showy nature of Noelle's finisher as she held it perfectly on Sakura who shook her head desperately fighting the urge to give in even as tears welled in her eyes. "Please! Stop it! Aghhh!" Everything hurt. Everything was on display. In a way it was even worse than a shame hold that Sakura had been subjected too in the past, and there was only one way to escape....

"You win! Please! I give up! I give up please just let me go! Have mercy I'm begging you Noelle!" Reduced to actual begging it was all Sakura could do too keep from breaking into tears there on the spot. This was the last way she wanted too lose, hell she didn't want to lose period. But she had no choice, the combo finisher Noelle had performed was just too much with all the damage she had already taken, and she needed it too end now.

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CRASH "AGHHHHHHHHH!" I have her. This match is mine, thought Noelle, giddy with excitement. And once she had gone into the Driver Lock, "Aghhhhhhhhh noooo! Please! Stop it! Aghhh!" Noelle could've started moaning on the spot when she heard that please. So close. It's so close.

"You win! Please! I give up! I give up please just let me go! Have mercy I'm begging you Noelle!"

And there it was. Noelle Silva, with Sakura Hagiwara at her mercy. Crying, begging, submitting, defeated. Noelle lifted Sakura out from between her legs and set her down on the mat. She could've kept going until the ref forced her to stop, or even dropped down into a proper piledriver if the Spaniard had wanted to. Probably would've knocked her out if she did the latter. But Noelle had said in their second match that if the idol begged her superior for mercy, than Princess Noelle would grant it.

Regardless of whether or not Sakura actually remembered that, it felt even sweeter to force the idol fall back on that to save herself. As a princess, drilled in etiquette, kept the emotions welling within her in check, keeping her composure so that she could carry out her ultimate duty as victor. "Sakura Hagiwara," began Noelle in a professional, measured voice, with just enough pleasure leaking in to tip off the idol that Noelle knew exactly what she was doing. "Out of due respect and reverence for your valiant competitive performance, you are allowed the choice of either disrobing yourself and handing over your attire, or you may have your clothing taken directly by my royal hands."

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Sakura's world was two things right now. Pain and humiliation. That was it. Nothing more, nothing less. Every single part of her body was in agony, her legs were spread, forcibly revealing Sakura's most private areas to the world in the worst way possible. The rush of the two extreme feelings quickly forcing Sakura into her absolute breaking point far faster than she would ever care to admit. As a result she was quick to finally submit, no that wasn't it, it was worse than that, she begged. She had to do. No matter what it took to get free of this agony and humiliation, even if it meant leaving her dignity in this ring along with her ring gear.

Thankfully Noelle didn't use the chance to further torment or punish Sakura. Quite the contrary Sakura was released, rather gently even to the mat with a soft thud and groan as the pain eased throughout her body gradually. "Agh..." Moaning softly as she held her back Sakura kept her head low to the mat, hair hiding her face, and the tears coming down her face. Both from Noelle's driver lock, as well as from frustration and sorrow. She had lost. The biggest feud of hers to date in LAW with the biggest stipulation in her whole career and she came up short. The emotions were welling up like a volcano and Sakura just couldn't suppress them.

However she was able to fully hear Noelle, her surprisingly calm and even regal tone as she offered Sakura a choice. A damned choice but a choice none the less. Allow herself to be stripped forcibly, or do so herself... A choice that would be near impossible for most to make, but Sakura knew which to choose. "I'll...I'll... I'll do it." She choked out between sobs to the princess with a nod. "Please... Just give me a moment." Sakura asked, hoping Noelle would grant her that much as she brought her legs under her and began to grab at the laces of her boots, pulling them apart and smoothly loosening them before gliding them off her legs like silk, a movement Sakura had gotten so used too after years with them.

Now barefoot Sakura would place both boots in front of Noelle. Next Sakura would grab at her arm sleeves, pulling them off and gently laying them on top of the boots. As she did so Sakura would reach behind her, hesitating for a moment before she began undoing her outfit from the back. As she did so... Sakura would pull down the attire, slowly, but surely leaving Sakura in nothing but her birthday suit, completely naked in front of both the victor and the world. But that wasn't all. As she folded her outfit and placed it on top of the boots Sakura would do one last thing. All of the idol's pride had been completely destroyed already, so what was one more blow to it?

So... Sakura would take a moment to look at Noelle straight in the eyes, purple to puffy, tear welled brown... before she dropped. Slowly but surely lowering herself, dropping down onto both knees Sakura would bow her head low to Noelle until her forehead was touching the canvas at Noelle's feet, arms outstretched to either side of her and palms pressed against the mat. Sakura Hagiwara was now bowing to Noelle Silva, throwing away whatever traces of dignity she had left.

"Noelle... I apologize." Sakura said lowly to Noelle, before continuing. "In our previous matches... I was disrespectful and... and you've proven yourself superior to me... Please accept my apologies... Your highness." Sakura said softly, retracting any and all insults she had spat towards Noelle throughout their feud, after all Noelle won, plain and simple, that meant that she in turn won any and all debate and discourse between them, and Sakura had enough sense to acknowledge that... Besides, she had a request for Noelle, and buttering her up would help.

"I have no right to ask anything of you..." Here Sakura's words choked up as she looked up at Noelle with more tears coming down her face. "But please... please don't throw away or damage my outfit... I beg you to show it respect... please?" Sakura asked before bending back down again, kissing Noelle's foot softly to emphasize how desperate she was for Noelle to accept Sakura's request, even if Sakura had no right to make one after losing.

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Noelle's tone of regality, was a tone of superiority and triumph. Something to rub her victory in Sakura's face. The idol was very clearly upset and distraught, but Noelle's words didn't seem to get to Sakura. The princess assumed that she was likely too overwhelmed by the bigger picture to pay attention to the more subtle jabs that she was throwing underneath. Noelle could live with that.

Sakura chose to strip herself, something Noelle had expected. Now it was time to see how badly the idol would handle having to strip and hand over her signature outfit. The answer: surprisingly well. There was a slight hesitation when Sakura had to undo the singlet that would reveal her bare form to the world, but nothing major. The grace she was able to handle this situation with was far beyond what Noelle had expected. She had been hoping for more in the moment of her victory, but princess chose to rise above forcing more salt into Sakura's wounds to force it out of her. It was already over after all, it was too late for that.

Noelle's expectations of victory had already been subverted, but what happened next stunned her into silence. Sakura not only bowed, but outright kowtowed to Sakura. She meekly apologized, and retract all insults and arguments against her. The idol also admitted Noelle's superiority and called the princess highness. Something the princess never heard not said in jest at her expense. Even in her native Spain, her royal blood was as minor as it got, and the world was in an era beyond kings and queens not named Elizabeth. Much less princesses as far removed from a throne as Noelle.

Sakura's actions came to make sense upon the idol begging a boon of Noelle. Paired with a kiss to her foot, one of if not the most suppliant acts known to man, requested that her lost outfit be treated with respect. Noelle's intent when she won had always been to frame the outfit and place it in her trophy case, and to wear it on special occasions. She recognized a prize such as this as something not to be thrown away. But her shock left her silent for a time before she could finally regather herself and speak to her vanquished foe.

"Sakura," Noelle began as she picked up her new outfit. "I thank you for, and accept your apology. It was always my intent to treat this as the hard won trophy that it is. It will be featured prominently with other trophies in my possession. Though do know that I will likely use it at some point. It is a fine piece of wrestling attire after all." While they were talking, the ref had brought out a curtain, so Noelle could change into her new attire. "You may leave now, Sakura. I doubt you want to see me in this outfit, and I will not make you." The princess stepped behind the curtain, waited a moment so Sakura had time to exit, and swapped outfits. When she reemerged, she raised a triumphant fist to the crowd.



Winner by Submission: Noelle Silva