Let it Out on Me (Hakune vs. Brooke)

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Brooke's cold yet playful words had a cold shiver run down Hakune's spine. Her words, the flash of sadism in her eyes, they... weren't normal. She tried keeping a brave face, but she couldn't hide the small twitches of nervousness as she heard her friend's harsh tone. No, get a hold of yourself! This is a match, so face her without fear! She let out a breath, locking eyes with Brooke. The moment she finished her threat Brooke immediately rushed her. Hakune had her guard up, ready for a strike or even low blow of sorts. Her body tensed, and her eyes remained locked forward. But Brooke didn't go for a strike, she went low, but not for a sneaky knee strike or dirty punch. No, she went right for the Samurai's legs.

"Whoa- graah!" And in a flash Hakune was snatched up by the legs and slammed down hard to the mat back-first. And for a moment the world flashed as her head and spine impacted the earth, the crowd letting out a short gasp and even a few cheers at the technique as Hakune was left with a throbbing pulse around her spine as she groaned. "Ooouh..."

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Cruel fate had matched Brooke against another lightweight tonight -- someone that she could toss around without resorting to Judo for Women's Self Defense. Or, well, cruel fate on Hakune's part. Brooke wasn't the one who'd just been slammed into the mat with the oldest trick in the takedown book. Lifting wasn't the only part of this where the cosplayer's frame played against her. Brooke knew from experience that big hits felt even bigger on a small body, and it seemed Hakune was no exception. The "samurai's" groans were all the proof Brooke needed of her opponent's pain. Passing her guard would be no problem at all.

Once she'd done that, Brooke sat astride her former colleague's hips. From there, she would pounce! Brooke balled her fists up and sent them hurtling towards Hakune's kimono-covered torso! She peppered her opponent's body with a series of painful ground-and-pound jabs meant to soften her up in quick succession!

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"Ooough..." The throbs and burning jolts along Hakune back still ached. Brooke... knows how to fight... As obvious a statement that was, it was still a shock. Basic self defense was one thing, but... Brooke actually had some earnest techniques. And as much as Hakune's nerves and worries about Brooke clouded her mind she had to give credit to the proficiency she fought with.

"Gou-!" But that appreciation soon shattered with Brooke's fist punch. "Gra-!" And the second one completely had Hakune back into the fight, realizing that Brooke took her advantage to start battering down Hakune's body. "W-Wait Bro- augh!" The blows came rapid-fire, without rest or ending, and each hit had Hakune's groaning, panting, and crying out. After the sixth or so impact the Samurai finally started to react, desperately trying to cover her chest and protect herself from further damage.

[FreestylePoet]

Brooke laid into her opponent with a series of quick, half-cocked jabs up and down her body. She took pleasure in every puff of air and yelp of pain that passed Hakune's lips. It was early in the match, but each groan was a confirmation of Brooke's momentary dominance. And when Hakune made to plead her case, before being stopped in her tracks by the strongest of the blows? That satisfied Brooke to no end.

When Hakune moved her arms to cover her body, Brooke saw an opportunity. And she struck! She quickly slid over Hakune's lower guard, flipping her hips so she was facing the cosplayer's legs. "Y'know, you look really pathetic when you beg like that." Brooke giggled with impish delight. "I hate to shut you up like this, but it's for your own good, Selena!" If she managed to maintain the hold, Brooke would lower her bikini-covered groin right onto Hakune's face, muffling her with a reverse facesit!

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Hakune got a thankful break from all the punches, but it only turned into a more humiliating experience. As soon as she finally got her guard up and braced her body for further punches things flipped on her, literally. Brooke took the act as a chance to switch girls, swiveling around the Samurai with her ass pointed right toward her. Hakune's face reddened, lips quivering as the dreadful realization dawned on her.

Brooke wasn't just out to hurt Hakune, she was going to make good on her previous threats and truly try breaking the girl.

"N-Noo-" Hakune's voice was immediately cut off by Brooke's thinly covered groin shoving right into her face, and the Samurai immediately blushed and shivered at the contact. Immediately, she kicked her legs about, shaking her hips in a desperate attempt to get Brooke of her as she muffled and moaned into the woman's rear, more a desperate act than anything tactful.

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"Oohh..~" she moaned with delight as Hakune did the same to her down below. "I think I lied, Selena. I really do like shutting you up like this." She grinded up and down Hakune's face for good measure, feeling the thrill of domination leak through her bikini bottoms and onto her opponent's face. The more displeasure the red-clad cosplayer vocalized, the more pleasure Brooke felt in return.

The only exception was all that annoying wriggling that Hakune was doing witht he lower half of her body. She thrashed and squirmed in a way that was decidedly not turning Brooke on -- and threatened to loosen Brooke's hold besides! "Now, now, Selena," she scolded, "don't throw too much of a tantrum, or I might think you're not grateful!"

"Maybe I should teach you a lesson instead." Suddenly, she brought her hands down onto Hakune's thighs, clamping down to roughly claw the flesh below. Then, she pulled Hakune's legs up into a matchbook-esque position, folding them underneath her arms. Still atop Hakune's face, Brooke now had her opponent folded into a cruel C-shape, a perversion of a sixty-nine! With that, she started swatting her hands down at Hakune's spats-covered ass, delivering a humiliating series of spanks that aimed to sting Hakune's spirit and skin alike!

Semi-NSFW

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"Mmm! Mmpph!" Even as Hakune moans and muffled in protest her actions only served Brooke pleasure. While she couldn't fully see it the body language and words along made it clear the model enjoyed both the sensation and the sense of superiority Hakune's fears gave her, even more so as she felt Brooke's hand grab tight arond her thighs and ankles. Hakune twitched, feeling her spine start to bend against her will and the sharp sting right along it as her lower body was forced upward, ass out and given full view of the crowd as they cheered and giggled at the sight.

N-Nooo! If there was one saving grace in this position, it was that Hakune's blushing, embarrassed face was hidden under Brooke's wetting bikini top. But the perversion didn't end there. "Mmm!" Against her will, the loud small of flesh messing fabric echoed through the ring, and Hakune let out a yelp of pain and surprise at the spank. Followed by another.

And another.

And another.

And another.

Each blow getting a jolt from the Samurai. Each blow digging the fear and worry even deeper. Why is she... doing this? This wasn't just using humiliation tactics. This was malicious intent. Brooke wanted Hakune humiliated, not just defeated. She... she was trying to break her like a villain. "Mmmmph!" And Hakune could only shaking what little of her body she could in refusal and fear.

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This was goooood. Sitting up here, perched right on top of Hakune's lips. Those beautiful groans admitting the samurai's submissiveness, and giving Brooke a pretty little sybian to boot. She ground herself up and down, thrilling to the beat of Hakune's torture. "That's it," she urged, "keep going, just like that..." Spanks fell down like a machine gun, her palm rippling the barely-there fabric of Selena's spats.

"What's wrong, Selena babe? Not gonna escape?" She wriggled her own firm ass atop her foe, literally rubbing in the spot. "I think you like this. You just love being beneath a woman like me, don't you? Well, can't say I blame you. It's your place, after all..." With a sinister giggle ending that taunt, Brooke slowly trailed her fingers up Hakune's bare thigh, over the thin fabric of her pants, and right on her thinly-covered womanhood. From there, she stroked the woman's labia up and down with one finger, daintily drawing all sorts of shapes over her opponent's pussy!

Would that be the jolt Hakune needed to escape? Brooke hoped not, and she thought not.

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Hakune's legs shook, jolted, and jittered at each wack against her bottom. Lack of air and the fervent emotions running through her heating her face and body. Just... what was happening? And what had happened to Brooke? This wasn't the plucky Texan she remembered. No, this was a beast hooked on humiliation and torture. She tried to speak, tried to get answered, but the only thing that could come out of Hakune's smothered mouth were muffled moans. More smacks came down, and Hakune could only shake her legs in pathetic retaliation, trying to wiggle free to no avail.

"M-Mmmn!" And the light, teasing sensation of Brooke's finger over her thigh forced goosebumps and shivers along her body. "Mff-! Omnft dff-!" She begged, screaming a garbled plea, but the light stroke between her legs cut her off and forced a gasp and hard shudder from her. Brooke wasn't just going to humiliate Hakune, she was set on truly destroying her mentally. "Nmmmmf-!" The jolts through her body sent panic and pleasure through her, her legs immediately kicking about and her body trying to twist and turn in reaction to the sensation. She wanted out. She needed to get out.