Street Fighter Fan Fiction / Fan Fiction / Fatal Fury Fan Fiction ❯ Present ❯ The Bet ( Chapter 1 )

In a corner of the multi-verse where things that can't happen routinely do, and where realties meet in a truly bizarre nexus there is now a world populated by people who are in one of two classes; those with martial training and powers beyond the keen of normal man, and those who watch them. The fighters in this world meet in competition constantly striving for goal they themselves cannot define, only hunger for. Yet these men and women are still human for all their powers and given to the same fallibilities that trouble the rest of the planet. So every once in a while the hunger gets a little, diverted…

Or in this case perverted. Which means the upcoming tale will be filled with innuendo, debauchery, lewdness, yuri, and lemon scenes out the ass. Those offended by such material should leave now, those underage legally have to leave. Any resemblance to copyrighted characters is intentional and done in the spirit of an adult parody. In other words we're not making shit in the way of profit on this so don't sue us.

The Bet

A SNK vs. Capcom tale, crossing the stories of Schoolgirl Deathmatch, Present, and Darkfighter of all things.

"The principles of Lust

Are easy to understand

Do what you want

Do it until you can.

The Principles of Lust

Are burned in your mind

Do what you feel

Do it until you find, Love."

Enigma, Principles of Lust.

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Tokyo, Garcia/Masters Enterprises Arena

****

"No miss I'm sure, you're next."

"…" Sakura Yugure (as she had taken to calling her self) wasn't quite sure how to react to this. It was the 2002 Fanfic of the Millennium tournament, and quite to her surprise Dark Sakura (as everyone else called her) was in the finals. Actually she was next in line for the championship; there was only one other competitor. The girl in question was average height for an average seventeen-year-old Japanese schoolgirl, but she was anything but that. Sakura Yugure was the product of one Sakura Kasugano's stored desire, anger, hatred, needs, and everything else the young woman ever repressed. As a reflection of that her skin was a little darker than the original's, her eyes flashed a little more intensely, like there was something behind them, waiting to be let out.

After gaping for a few moments Dark Sakura found her tongue. "H…how… no, why… um… what happened? Ryu-san was my next opponent and I was really looking forward to fighting him!"

The short man looked at the young woman in front of him from behind thick glasses, and a thicker desk. He couldn't imagine ANYONE wanting to fight Ryu, but whatever… "He withdrew miss, apparently a case of dehydration and heatstroke took him out of the running."

Sakura Yugure gaped openly. Ryu? THE Ryu, her Ryu? Dehydrated, heatstroke? Oblivious to her openmouthed amazement the arranger went on. "Not only Mr. Ryu, but Mr. Masters, Blanka, Guy, Guile, Vega, Master Bison (he insists on being called that I have no idea why), actually the entire male Street Fighter half of the tournament, and most of the King of Fighters side, either withdrew or was counted as having lost."

After several minutes Dark Sakura regained the power of speech. "… um… who did they lose to?" {Was Sensei on the loose? Was it that Rugal? Did Terry Bogard have an evil side like Ryu-san? Or was it that Iori, gone Blood Riot?}

The man behind the desk checked a few things. "Hmmm, it seems that the ones who lost, lost to one… Shiranui Mai."

"… Oh *HELL* no!"

****

The arena, ten minutes later.

The finalists weren't even in the ring and the crowd was already on their feet. Some 30,000 people in the stadium, and more filling the nosebleed seats every minute. Binoculars, cameras, and video recorders (the later with zoom lenses) were nearly universal, even among those in the front row.

Three state-of-the-art whisper helicopters circled the arena providing aerial coverage of the fans, and soon the action all the fans had paid an immense amount of money to see. The images they took were displayed on four of six immense digital screens, as the other two blatantly advertised the glories of the sponsoring corporations.

In a sheltered (read: mystically and physically shielded) box in one of the two most optimum viewing areas a beautiful green haired woman in a skintight black halter-top and mini skirt shared a cup of wine with another woman. The second lady being taller, more obviously muscled, and with short blond hair, cut in a tomboy-ish fashion, and dressed in fabulously tailored vermilion silk suit.

"That," the blond woman said after downing her third glass of reddish liquid. "Is fantastic stuff. I'd make a mint on that alone at the bar."

"Why thank you King dear, House Aensland prides itself on the vintages of its wines." Replied the free willed sensual entity named Morrigan Aensland.

"Is there any way I could get a hold of a few barrels?" The kick boxer asked. Then, noting the hungrily evil smile forming on her newly discovered friends perfect lips, she hurriedly added. "That doesn't involve me giving over my soul or several years of servitude to you?"

Morrigan pouted adorably. "Well, after our friends finish this little bout we will see…"

King smiled impishly. "Perhaps a small wager is in order?"

The green haired demoness grinned back, and leaned forward, her breasts straining at the confines of the top. "Oh I do have a weak spot for gambling my dear. I assume you wish to wager on the outcome of the upcoming battle?"

The blond fighter nodded, still grinning, and leaning closer to the gorgeous demon woman, noting the hunger in Morrigan's eyes and knowing it was returned her own. "Why yes I do mean just that. My old teammate is quite the fighter you know."

Morrigan pursed her lips sensually, her expression mixed evenly between contemplation and invitation for a kiss. "And I myself favor my adopted sister, she WAS trained by Gouki and me you know…"

King was tempted to mention that both the succubus AND the demonic martial artist in question had been defeated already during this tournament, but decided not to ruin the rapidly-warming mood by doing so. However a blast of insanely loud drums did it anyway. True to his half-Japanese roots Ken Masters had hired twenty full taiko drum bands to produce the theme for the final combatants. Of course he had originally intended for himself and Ryu to BE the final combatants, but things had happened. Specifically Ryu had withdrawn directly after fighting Shiranui Mai in a hidden match, and Ken had met, and nearly been killed by, the Orochi fury of Yagami Iori.

Now Robert Garcia, who had elected to not participate in the tournament, was alone on the final stage, announcing the Mr. Masters was recovering nicely and was expected to be out of the hospital in a month or so. Both Thai boxer and demoness reflected on the comparison between the superbly talented, but brash and arrogant Ken, and the ruthless animalistic style of the Yagami heir. King shivered slightly in memory of her fight with the crazy guy, and felt a pang of sympathy for Ken, Morrigan shivered slightly in hunger of how that animalism could be directed to other interests and didn't give a damn about the loyal-to-his-wife-curse-him Ken.

The pounding of the drums continued, a full chorus of feudal Japan instruments heralding the entrance of Yugure Sakura, the schoolgirl warrior, the adopted Aensland, Dark Sakura. The dusky skinned girl approached Robert and bowed, and then turned to the referee, a man dressed totally in black like a Kabuki stagehand, and bowed deeply to him.

Abruptly the drums silenced, and the three million dollar sound system was redirected into a barrage of rhythm and sound called "More Human than Human" by Rob Zombie.

In her private chair King covered her face and tried to disappear. "Good lord Mai…" she whispered in humiliation, then through her pall of shame noticed Morrigan resting her chin on one hand and tapping her foot with a dreamy smile.

"King luv, what is this sound akin to the roar of a thousand demons in the throes of bloodlust?" The demon princess asked absently. King blinked, then realized she was talking about the music.

"Ah, uh, techno-metal I believe is what this falls into." The attractive blond fighter answered delicately.

Morrigan smiled widely. "I like it!"

****

At the perfect moment Shiranui Mai leapt from the central most helicopter, her red and white silk costume flaring dangerously close to exhibitionism, as she fell the forty some feet from the helicopter to land in her position right of Robert Garcia, bowing extravagantly to the crowd, obviously loving the attention the crowd equally loved giving to her. {Her body is still something to admire,} Dark Sakura grudgingly admitted. Long shapely legs ending in a round, toned, and shapely ass. Tan skin under which hard muscle was hinted at. Her world famous chest bounced a jiggled freely, causing a solar flare class explosion of flashes from the crowd. Long, glossy, red-brown hair swirled around her as the ninja girl brushed her bangs from her adorable face and blew a kiss to the crowd. Mai then turned to the pony-tailed fighter/businessman and bowed in the most respectful manner possible, doing the same to both Korobuku (the referee) and her opponent.

Though when she rose from the last bow, a coy, knowing smile was obvious on her features. Dark Sakura was not amused.

"How in the world did you get by all those fighters??" she asked the kunoichi. "Some of them weren't even in your bracket! What were you doing, *ambushing* them?"

"In a manner of speaking, I suppose," Mai giggled. "After all, all the fighters I 'defeated' were men..."

Yugure, shocked, took a moment to think back. {King, Vice, Chun Li, and back in the first round Ibuki... yup, all my opponents have been *girls! * But... what does that have to do with anything...} An unbelievable notion struck her then, but she couldn't really think it was possible, considering that at least one of the men in question was *Ryu, * who for so many years had seemed completely impervious to any non-combative advances.

"H-hold on now...." she stammered at the kunoichi, her usual fighting stance drooping in astonishment. "You can't seriously mean... You *couldn't!* Not *all* of them! Not even *you!!*"

Mai winked at her before turning away. "Why not, it was fun! And you know, that birthmark of Ryu's is *really* cute."

{Wha...?!?!} Yugure thought, before a memory registered. Back in the earliest days after her creation, she'd spent three days with Ryu at his mountain cabin and the hot springs nearby. On one of those days, she'd been going *to* the hot springs for a soak just when Ryu had been coming *out* of them. She'd seen his birthmark then, on a spot normally covered by his gi belt, which meant...

"And so was the way his eyes roll up into the back of his head when you kiss his thighs in just the right way. He's so cute!" The kunoichi said over her shoulder with a shake of her sexy hips.

****

In Tokyo's finest hospital a battered Ken Masters looked over at the hospital bed next to him with a truly amazed expression. Trying hard not to exist, Ryu covered himself with a magazine, shaking the IV in his left arm.

It was all the confirmation his lifelong friend needed. The dyed blond man looked back toward the TV.

"Damn Ryu… not bad!" He said flashing a huge grin and a thumbs up to the fighter.

Ryu concentrated slightly harder on wishing himself out of existence.

****

A quick lunge forwards took her to within striking distance.

*CRACK!!* Was the noise of Yugure's open palm meeting Mai's creamy ass cheek.

"YOU TAKE THAT BACK!!" the schoolgirl screamed.

Mai rubbed her butt briefly, skipped away a few steps out of reach, smiling the entire time. "Why would I take back the *truth? * Didn't you know that already?"

"OOH! I just knew it!" screamed Dark Sakura. "After I saw you on that DVD I *knew* you were as bad as everyone said!"

For a moment the gorgeous ninja girl's eyebrow's knitted in confusion. "Sorry, don't quite follow…"

"Do you have any concept of how hard it was to get that away from Guy? He's no pushover you know! I had to teleport inside his dojo and steal it! I saw how easy you tore off your clothes and did, um," the schoolgirl warrior paused and blushed a second. "<I>Things</I> to Yuri, Chun-Li-san, and Twin Sis!"

Mai remained confused. "That's funny," She mused. "I thought Guy mailed me the only copy…"

****

Elsewhere in the arena an irate Maki, Sakazaki Yuri, and Kasugano Sakura summarily beat an unresisting Bushin ninja within an inch of his life.

****

Inside their private chamber King turned to her green haired hostess.

"I have to thank you for that copy by the way." The kickboxer said. "It was truly…"

The blond woman trailed off, already daydreaming about her former teammates' impossibly sexy bodies writhing against each other. Morrigan's eyes grew bright with hunger. Running a gloss red nail along the inside of the other woman's thigh she purred back. "The pleasure was all mine…"

****

The kunoichi hurriedly recovered. "Hey that wasn't all my fault, that sake' was drugged you know." Her face took on a mischievous smile. "Besides I bet you still have it, don't you? Bet you loved watching all that didn't you? After all Ibuki and Kasumi filled me in on all the details of what happened up in Makoto's dojo before you got separated from your 'twin sis'!"

Dark Sakura's cheeks started burning with an intensity that isn't normally seen outside of volcanoes. Because she had indeed watched the video, several times in fact, after all, it was as if everything that had happened during that little exercise was happening to her…

"Face it Yu-chan." Mai grinned. "You're just jealous because I've done things you want to, but haven't got to!"

The younger girl growled deep in her throat. Yugure Sakura now had *no* intention of playing in this fight, this upstart kunoichi (apparently forgetting or ignoring the fact that Mai was both older and more experienced than her) had gotten lucky and screwed her way to the finals, while she had to fight some of the toughest fights in her life! There was no way that a disciple of Gouki was going to fall prey to some flighty little nympho ninja girl! (Apparently forgetting as well that Mai was exactly right in her guess as to Yugure's wants) The black haired young woman shifted her customary fighting stance to a different one; left foot forward, right leg back, rotating back and forth on the balls of her feet. Her right held above her left both hands relaxed, it was Gouki's stance. Yugure Sakura was ready for true battle.

Meanwhile Mai was busy blowing kisses to the crowd.

Dark Sakura was at this point so mad at her opponent that she tapped into her Satsu power and Ashura warped behind the over-endowed ninja girl, legs bent slightly right arm dipping in preparation for a vicious uppercut. However when she materialized and launched herself forward, Yugure saw, not Shiranui Mai's exposed back, but a corner of her shoulder spinning away-

Then someone hit her between the shoulders with a car.

Or at least that's what the ninja girl's hooking wheel kick felt like. A sudden flash of clarity ripped through Dark Sakura's mind. She had fallen for it, just like all the other assuredly had. The skimpy get up, the bubble headed attitude, the flightiness, she had believed it all, and now was paying for it.

Mai followed through on her wheel kick, dropping her right leg just in front of the stumbling Dark Sakura, allowing the kunoichi to step forward and twist at the hips, slamming a powerful left forearm into the dark schoolgirl's side, then following up by hitting her left arm with her right, transferring the momentum, blasting Yugure across the arena. Dark Sakura was bent sideways as she flew, recovered, and then flipped (to several thousand fanboys' nosebleeding delight) her head over her heels. She was far too angry to be embarrassed at the fact that over forty thousand people had just seen the black cotton of her panties (unlike most of her clothes Yugure preferred undergarments to be real, that way they wouldn't disappear if she was knocked unconscious or lost focus too much…). The second the young fighter's feet touched the ground Dark Sakura was charging forward, only to see the Shiranui kunoichi's foot inbound at a high rate of airborne speed.

Mai didn't see her opponent dodge and didn't feel the impact of a block which meant-

The Satsu schoolgirl ended her Ashura teleport short, already focusing her dark ki in between her cupped hands, a ball of energy forming, expanding-

The Shiranui kunoichi twisted her perfect hips, focusing power through her costume charging it, igniting-

"GOU-HADOU!"

"RYU-EN-BU!"

Satsu charged fireball collided with ninja powered fire wave, and an explosion of ki knocked both fighters away, Mai rolling backwards instinctively, as the black haired girl crossed her arms and tensed them, deflecting the force rather than avoiding it. The two women both recovered at the same time though, locked gazes, and charged.

Two blurred jabs from Sakura started the engagement, both of which the red haired kunoichi deflected with her left hand. Mai cut loose a right hand slash with her steel fan aimed at Yugure's temple. The black haired girl ducked and came up with a short right uppercut to the ninja woman's stomach. The bouncy young woman deflected the low punch with her left knee, then snapping the same leg forward and down to Dark Sakura's right shin.

As much an innovator as her "sister" the Satsu girl skipped her leg clear of the ninja girl's kick, the snapped a left hard round house to the bouncy woman's right side. Unable to get clear, Mai was forced to drop to one knee and slam her shoulder into the kick. Dark Sakura grinned, and twisted around, cutting loose with a powerful left back kick, smiling even wider when she felt her foot connect with the kunoichi's stomach.

Mai rolled clear, and then to a crouch, seeing the young girl charge forward, bend down until her fist nearly touched the ground, the rocket forward and up, fist alight with Satsu fire. The copper haired ninja woman slid sideways, the dark schoolgirl's fierce blow just barely missing the red dressed ninja girl. But the kunoichi was now at her back. Dark Sakura knew that a ninja, (large breasted, bouncy in body and attitude kunoichi or not,) at your back was bad news. She was right.

Though not in exactly the way she had thought.

Predictably the young fighters skirt had flared up when she began to descend from her uppercut, and Mai opened her fan and spun it once, slicing the young girl's skirt neatly open. Then the kunoichi's left hand swung around-

-And swatted the young girl's cute butt firmly.

"Ah! Hey!" Yelped Dark Sakura when she landed. Resisting the impulse to rub her stinging (kind of, in almost a good way) posterior, the Satsu schoolgirl dropped back into Gouki's defensive stance. "What was that?"

"Now we're even." Mai responded sweetly, smiling behind her fan. "And you should wear your skirt like that more often, with such a tight little butt, I bet you have to defend yourself from pinches constantly! And no one would be able to fight you without trying to get a peek at those adorable panties! Very sexy!"

A thousand insults about her opponents sex drive came to mind, but were quickly killed by the single memory of several nights spent in a particular castle in the realm of Makai. And in a penthouse in Italy. And before she had separated from her sister, in the Rindou dojo in northern Japan, and in her own room with that other ninja girl-

Dark Sakura shook her head. This was ridiculous! One swat to her ass and she was thinking about all that? Well, okay, one swat and the constant flashes of the DVD she had forcibly recovered from Guy showing her twin sister and this same woman Yugure was fighting in the most heartfelt throes of passion. It was, distracting. Disturbing was another word for it as well, and most things that left Yugure Sakura unsettled, she hit, repeatedly.

Dark Sakura roared cutely and charged again. She started with a mid power right hook punch to the stomach; Mai stepped back, deflecting with her left hand; the schoolgirl crossed her hand back in, then up and into a backfist; Mai parried with her steel fan; the Satsu girl suddenly reversed her strike into a grab, holding the Shiranui woman's wrist, pulling herself up, twisting, and landing both feet in the Shiranui woman's gut, then exploding off knocking Mai away, and sending the buxom fighter rolling.

The red haired woman rolled to her feet, and much to Yugure's dismay, the older woman was grinning.

"Now this is fun!" Mai exclaimed. "None of the guys gave me this good a fight!"

Dark Sakura gaped for a moment. Giggling Mai leapt into the air, a tight ball ready to explode. Never one to back down from a challenge, the young girl did the same, meeting Mai at the apex of her jump. What followed defied most laws of physics, not that anyone in the crowd minded. Because both shapely ninja woman, and lissome schoolgirl warrior exchanged a dizzying barrage of punches and kicks in mid air, continuing to fight as they began to fall. Both fighters had taken some light hits when Dark Sakura took a heavy roundhouse kick to the side that spun her around.

Adapting in her customarily frightening speed, Yugure twisted off the ninja girl's blow and into her custom whirlwind kick. The first blow caught Mai in the shoulder, rotating both young women around the second slammed into her back knocking her away, and by the time Dark Sakura was ready for the last kick they both had touched the ground. The world's strongest schoolgirl twisted her hips around, rotating on her left foot to explode her right up and out-

The mistress of Shiranui ryu ninjutsu snapped her left foot up and inward, a short hook kick that knocked the tomboy's blow away, spinning the young woman to face the kunoichi. Flowing like water Mai snapped her left foot down, rotated on the ball of her left foot, and blasted her own reverse spinning back kick into Dark Sakura's side. Before the young fighter could roll away the flame haired kunoichi shot forward, grabbed the short haired girl's blouse with her leading left hand and exploded forward with a brutally powerful roundhouse fan strike-

That stopped maybe an inch from the young girl's adorable face. Instead Mai snapped her fan open blinding Dark Sakura for a moment, then swept her feet out in her classic spinning sweep. Yugure flailed wildly as her cute butt hit the arena floor, her skirt flaring even more than it customarily did due to Mai's slash. With grace world-class dancers would have envied Shiranui Mai spun up and away snapping her fans open and posing in a phenomenal combination of sexual beauty and martial skill.

The Satsu schoolgirl was enraged. The ninja girl was playing with her! Dark Sakura knew that hit would have nearly knocked her out, and the kunoichi had pulled back to play with her some more! That was it!

Black ki flared around the dark schoolgirl dangerously.

First Ryu.

Then the whole tournament.

Then her attitude.

The whole skirt thing.

THAT WAS IT!

The world around her faded into a red haze. Her body suffused with the Wave of the Lethal Intent, Yugure Sakura arose, crackling with dark ki. She took a few steps forward and the last step she began <I>floating</I>. Mai saw the aura and inhaled deeply, this was going to be tricky…

"Mai! Ma te o!"

What the hell?

Leaping over the force barriers that separated the crowd from the arena came Andy Bogard. His long blond hair flying in the wind, muscles flexing as he vaulted in front of the red haired kunoichi doing his best to strike a heroic pose. The kunoichi blinked for a second, then got angry, very, very, very angry.

"How dare you!" Mai shrieked. "I heard about what happened, you withdrew the instant you heard that I was fighting! Do you have any idea how long I waited for you? Any?"

"Mai!" The blond haired fighter replied imperiously. "I can not marry you yet! My fighting study must be first until I can redeem my Art and myself! As such it is not your place to be in these finals I should be! You might get injured and I can't have that! I promised your grandfather I would protect you!"

The red haired woman's face drained of all color. She had gone past "red with rage" and was well into the "ice cold killing rage" stage. Then Mai looked over Andy's well-muscled shoulder. Her expression turned into a smile so sweet it caused cavities.

"Of course Andy, it isn't a Japanese woman's place to fight when her man can. Why don't you start right now?" The blond man blinked. That had been easy! He turned around, looking over his shoulder at Mai. He started to speak.

"After I have won this we wi-"

He got no further.

The sky darkened and the arena was engulfed in darkness as Yugure Sakura, an entity of the Satsu no Hadou, blind with killing rage, grabbed onto Andy Bogard and began the fabled Shun-Goku-Satsu. From the sphere of black that hid the center of the arena the sound of bone crunching impacts, lots of them, could be heard.

So could the blond man's screams of agony.

****

Somewhere in the crowd Terry Bogard pulled his hat over his face. Next to him Joe shook his head.

"Kinda saw this coming didn't ya buddy?" The world champion Mhuay Thai kickboxer asked his friend.

"Ni-chan no baka…" Terry sighed.

****

With no warning both the darkness and the sounds of impact ceased. Dark Sakura stood over Andy's broken, bloody form, fists still clenched, torn fuku and headband blowing in the wind, the kanji for "Heaven" appearing blood red on the back of her school blouse momentarily. Then Dark Sakura blinked, coming out of her Satsu rage, and realizing what she might have done, and then what she had done.

Here eyes widened into immense pools of horrified cuteness.

"Andy no baka!" The young fighter shrieked. "What are you doing here? Why did you get involved? YOU IDIOT!"

A hand rested on the black haired schoolgirl's shoulder as Mai threw an arm across the younger woman's shoulders in a companionable way. Looking at Andy's unconscious, broken, and very bloody body the beautiful kunoichi shook her head.

"See what I have to put up with?" Sighed the ninja girl. "And people wonder why I say I'm lonely."

"Well geez yeah, I mean what did he think he was-" Dark Sakura started then suddenly remembered who she was supposed to be fighting. She turned to look at the ninja girl with baffled look. Mai smiled brightly at her, then kissed the adorable young woman full on the mouth, lightly grazing her tongue against Yugure's lips.

And then skipped backwards giggling the entire time.

Dark Sakura stood stunned (memories of the DVD playing through her mind again with the reminder from the liplock) until a feeble groan from Andy brought her back to reality. Silently berating herself both for her distraction and for dropping so far into berserker rage that she'd willingly hit the wrong target, she crossed one arm over the other in a 'T' and yelled "TIME!" at Mai, then turned to Korobuko, who was standing just outside the ring. "Hey! Can we get some medical attention out here?? I don't care much for Bogard-baka but I *DON'T* want to have killed anybody!!"

The black garbed man shrugged helplessly at her. "Nobody but the fighters are allowed in the ring until the match is over," he called back, nodding at the team of paramedics by the backstage doors, just waiting for the match to be over.

For a moment the Satsu schoolgirl dithered, unsure what to do -

- then Andy, incredibly still conscious, grabbed her leg. "you... haven't won... I won't let you... fight her…" he wheezed.

She scowled, then spun around, rolling backwards as she reached down and scooped up the grappling arm, planting a foot in Andy's midsection as she crouched down to his eye level. "That's NOT your decision, Bogard-baka," she growled at him. "If you wanted to be in this match, you should have had a little *COURAGE* and stayed in the tourney from the start."

Her foot still planted in his belly and her hands now on his gi collar, she continued the backwards roll.

And flipped again, rolling right over him and continuing the revolutions as she tumbled them towards the backstage ring edge.

****

Back in Tokyo's finest hospital, Ken snarfed his milk. "Grrrpphht!!"

Ryu, disturbed from his earnest wish for nonexistence, looked resignedly over at Ken. "What?"

Ken choked, coughed, and waved a hand wildly at the TV, reopening several gashes Iori had given him in the process.

Ryu looked. "Oh, she's adapting your moves now? Though her skirt makes the technique much more pleasant to observe when she performs the multiple-tumble backroll throw." With a faint blush, he looked back down, now forsaking the effort for nonexistence for the attempt *not* to imagine the schoolgirl's black-cottoned behind.

****

Back in the arena, Dark Sakura tumbled backwards one final time, bringing her close to the ring edge, and kicked out explosively, the force of the push combining with the momentum of the roll to send Andy hurtling through the air to land in an even-more-broken heap in front of the paramedics. "Now get him OUT of my sight!!" she roared at them, a command the med techs hurriedly obeyed.

Turning back to Mai, she bowed her head, shamefaced. "Ano, Mai-san, gomen... I shouldn't have lost my temper like that, and I *really* shouldn't have beaten on your boyfriend *twice.* I..." she paused, trying to formulate her words properly.

Mai, however, was looking at Andy's body being carted away for another bout with intensive care, a place he was quite familiar with. Though Dark Sakura missed it, lost in her own reflections, the ninja woman's gaze carried the full weight of a woman who had been waiting for ten years (since she was sixteen to be exact) and finally gotten sick of it. "Believe me," She sighed. "I'll live."

Yugure finally found her words. "Still, I should have better control than that... even *if* you were doing me *no good at all* in that respect, either in temper or..." she blushed. "In other ways. I... I *do* understand what you mean, about being lonely... Twin Sis and Onee-chan aside, there aren't that many people who understand all sides of me... the schoolgirl, the fighter, the Aensland, the..." she sighed. "the killer..."

The kanji for 'heaven' flickered in and out of visibility on the back of her blouse again as a breeze blew past - flipping her sliced skirt up again to the delight of the audience. A camera snapped behind her, and she grinned. "...But that doesn't mean I'm giving up! Happy flashbulbs! LUNAR FLARE!" she yelled, charging a fireball in *front* of her and releasing it in Chun Li's motion - snapping her whole torso flat forwards and *shoving* the ki sphere out ahead of her with both palms.

As Mai tried to jump up and evade, every flashbulb behind Dark Sakura went off, and the ninja woman wobbled in midair - it wasn't on the scale of the massively-blinding flash that Kasugano had used to win the inaugural Schoolgirl Deathmatch bout, but it *was* disorienting.

Unfortunately, Dark Sakura had jumped as well, trying to angle in a jump kick as she figured Mai would block the fireball. The two result however was the two women colliding in midair and crashing to the ground, grabbing at each other and trying for leverage. Mai didn't want to let Yugure get a good hold, considering the power advantage she could gain from anger, and Yugure didn't want to allow Mai any leverage to apply some of those painful joint locks or dislocations other shinobi and kunoichi of her acquaintance used.

They scuffled on the ground for almost thirty full seconds, their uniforms getting progressively more disheveled and disarranged. Then, just as Yugure was shooting one hand around Mai's head to grab onto her hair, the kunoichi changed tactics.

Drastically.

Mai grabbed onto Dark Sakura's right hand as she went for the scantily dressed ninja girl's red-brown tresses and pulled it down-

-into her top. The Satsu schoolgirl was so surprised by the maneuver that she couldn't react when the kunoichi twisted Yugure's arm around the red silk of her costume, binding the young woman, and pulling half of Mai's top off.

The audience went silent, wide-eyed and staring at the glorious sight of one of Shiranui Mai's incredible breasts. Then the nosebleed quotient went off the chart, several young men simply passing out from blood loss. Before Dark Sakura could react to the ninja girl's stunning move the kunoichi rolled the girl over to her back and pressed her full sensuous lips to the dark schoolgirl's adorable bow mouth. The Aensland part of Yugure kicked in without her even realizing it, the young woman opening her mouth, her eyes starting to sink shut, when suddenly she remembered where they were.

At first Dark Sakura tried to push Mai off with both hands, but found that moving her right hand only pulled the kunoichi closer to her, and ground her small, pert breasts into Mai's large, magnificent ones. Eventually, even though her Makai instinct was responding eagerly to the hentai kunoichi, the shorthaired young woman managed to separate her lips from Mai's with her left hand.

"*GASP* …hah hah hah … Mai-san choto… nani o… what are you… shouldn't we… finish fighting first… whew.. and find someplace more private?"

The red haired kunoichi sat back a little caught Dark Sakura's free hand, licked the girls fingers with half closed brown eyes, causing the young woman to gasp and start slightly. With a smile that was pure sexual hunger Mai slid Dark Sakura's hand underneath the strap of her costume, sliding the sweat and saliva slick hand to her already hardened nipple. Gasping with pleasure the red haired ninja girl bent back down to brush her lips against the schoolgirl's lobe, making the young woman shiver.

"No, I want you *now*, besides Robert promised us triple the original prize money each if we finished our fight this way…" She trailed off. "But most importantly let me tell you about my fight with your Onee-sama, Morrigan…"

****

"You did what!" King screamed at the succubus who flinched and looked as chagrined as a green haired demoness of seduction can. Sheepishly she looked at the wild eyed blond woman.

"Well I always thought your friend was cute and sexy and it was such a waste for her to be stuck on that anal retentive Bogard fellow. So I made a little bet with her…"

King was starting to sweat violently now as she looked out at the dead silent arena and her former teammate's impassioned embrace with the dark schoolgirl. Licking suddenly dry lips the blond woman turned back to her hostess.

"Let me guess, she bet that if she won the championship in way we'd never even consider that she would have you as a slave for one week?!"

Morrigan's eyes grew wide. "Did she give you a kiss afterwards?"

The beautiful kick boxer looked out on to the arena her cheeks coloring slightly. "Well, ah, er, yes, something like that…"

The Aensland princess' expression turned just as panicked as King's was. "Oh dear, I never thought she'd go this far…" Morrigan whispered, then blanched as she realized she had just given the Shiranui kunoichi exactly what she wanted.

****

"OOOooohhh…!" Dark Sakura moaned as she heard the rest of Mai's story. The ninja girl was currently straddling the Satsu schoolgirl, resting on her knees and her left elbow, the red haired vixen was alternating between flicking her nimble tongue across the younger girl's ear and whispering the details of her plot. Mai's right hand had slipped underneath the black and white fuku top and was tracing her fingernail around Yugure's rapidly hardening nipple. For her part Dark Sakura's right hand was still bound to the ninja woman's top, and so could only pull the gorgeous woman closer, exulting in the feel of Mai's tan, silk smooth skin rubbing against her own darkly tanned body. The Satsu girl had her left hand pressed to the back of Mai's neck, caressing and massaging the smooth muscles there.

"I… ah! don't suppose… youoooooh! …managed to seal… oh oh OH! This little deal… hah hah… with a kiss, did you?" Dark Sakura gasped as Mai's extraordinarily sexy thigh slid up her own leg and the kunoichi lowered herself to gently press against the smaller but stronger fighting girl. The flame haired kunoichi grinned at the question, arcing her graceful neck into the young girl's skilled caress.

"A kiss? Mmmm… my adorable, desirable little night blossom, I tasted her lips so many times, before and after we made the deal… you could say we kissed with these lips…" And Mai gave the young fighter a long slow, deep kiss that left Dark Sakura gasping with its passion. Then she noticed that Mai's hand had skimmed down her body to slip under her black skirt. Before she could react to the change, the hentai kunoichi had pressed the black cotton *into* Yugure's moist womanhood. Grinning at the lithe young woman's expression of surprised, gasping rapture, the shinobi woman finished her statement. "…and we kissed we with these lips…"

{Then Onee-sama's bound by the Law of Makai!} Dark Sakura thought ecstatically. {There is now absolutely no reason to hold back!}

"Well then…" The black haired incarnation of cute destruction smiled wickedly. "I guess I'll have to make sure you win… but I won't make it easy…"

With that Dark Sakura summoned every bit of focus she could and dissipated her clothing, leaving the desirable little nymph in nothing but her damp black panties. Mai wasted no time, she only hunched over and instantly brought her mouth to the younger girl's already erect peak. Yugure had another step in her plan but the thrilling proposition of the kunoichi's mouth wrapping over her nipple made her pause, body arched off the ground, eyes closed in pleasure and the desire for more, hands pressed to the solid stone so hard her hands were white knuckled, waiting…

…for nothing. In desperation Dark Sakura looked wildly down at the copper maned beauty. Mai was looking up with mischievous expression on her face, her open mouth so close to the painfully aroused nipple. Her luscious red lips brushing the young girl's pink tip with every word the intoxicatingly beautiful ninja woman whispered in a lust husky voice.

"I know all about you lovely one. I know about your abilities, your training by Morrigan, and I know how you can feel what someone else is feeling…" The young girl was wondering frantically how the kunoichi knew so much about her when Mai spread her fantastic legs, causing her thong panties to ride up in between the cheeks of her rather spectacular ass, and exposing a wetly dark spot on the crotch of her red panties.

Which she ground against Dark Sakura's thigh sending thrills of pleasure surging through her exquisite body.

Her voice still heavy with passion and desire Mai rotated her hips in an impossibly sexy manner. "So? What can you feel now? Ahhh… mmmm… can you feel what I do? The pleasure… the need… and what I really oooohhh… want to know…" The kunoichi gasped and her perfectly shaped body shivered, her sex soaking through her panties and onto Yugure's thigh.

"What I *need* to know… is if you can feel them…"

Dark Sakura gasped and tried to sort through the incredible output of passion Mai was producing. For a brief second she wondered what the kunoichi was talking about, then it hit her. Nearly every spectator in the audience was giving the two women their undivided attention, and almost every single one wanted them both, wanted them with a deep, hot, burning lust.

The desire, the passion, the wave of sexual hunger crashed through her like a tsunami hitting a rowboat. Yugure Sakura's body raised off the ground, floating, pushing Mai up with her, glowing with an emerald green aura, head arched back, eyes momentarily glowing red as her Aensland side surged into full control, manifesting in the form of bat wings sprouting into existence from her forehead and unfurling from her lithe back like a dark angel.

****

King stared at the spectacle with huge eyes, her mouth open and gaping at the eroticism of Mai's seduction. Then with eyes that threatened to pop out of her head as Dark Sakura revealed her true power and heritage. Then she heard Morrigan cooing, running her hands over her body desperately, grasping pert, full breasts, then dropping to the floor gasping and moaning in ecstasy. Finally the green haired woman rolled to her stomach stretched out like a cat, arced her back throwing her mane of jade hair back as small wings materialized from her forehead and large ones ripped through her halter top.

The English kickboxer stared with an expression mixed between curiosity and, something else...

"What you too? What the hell did Mai do to you two?" King said stepping closer to her netherworld hostess. Morrigan sprang upwards, poised to pounce on the gorgeous blond woman, gritting her teeth in near painful restraint.

"Shiranui did nothing herself…" The succubus hissed through clenched teeth. "She merely studied her opponent better than I thought she would have!"

The tall woman didn't back down, truth be told if the hungry look in Morrigan's eyes was a reflection of what was going on in the arena King wasn't sure she wanted to stop the demoness from her impulse. Still if this continued…

"What's going on Morrigan?" King said with a calm she didn't feel.

"Your friend, she is far more clever than I would have thought…" Morrigan said, her emerald eyes tinged with demonic red. "As a creature of lust and passion I am sensitive to the flux of sensual hunger and desire in those around me. My adopted sister is as well, though not so much as I am…"

The pieces fell into place for the striking kickboxer. She heard the silence of the crowd, and could very nearly feel it herself. A vast majority of the crowd was made up of adolescent to middle aged men, both those who fought and those who merely watched. Most were otaku, and had little to no life outside the lives of the fighters. And of all the fighting girls out there, King had to admit few were quite as adorably cute as Kasugano Sakura or her slightly more sensual "sister". Even fewer blended sensuality and cuteness like Shiranui Mai. So writhing together very nearly naked and in obvious pleasure were the two biggest sexual fantasies of several thousand people.

And around 40,000 of them were watching it live.

If Yugure and Morrigan (though the blond woman didn't know it because of the ring signet of House Aensland on both Morrigan and Dark Sakura's fingers) could in fact feel the desires of those around them, they would feel that passion, normally scattered and dilute, focused and intensified. And for Dark Sakura, about half of it was aimed directly at her. King gaped again. She had to hand it to Mai, the girl definitely understood the effect she had on people…

"Wait a second," King said, seizing on a desperate idea. "If you succubus types gain power from sex and lust and all that shouldn't your adopted sister be getting a power surge right now?"

Morrigan shook her gorgeous head, still straining to keep her impulses in check. "<gasp gasp> It doesn't work like that, and onee-chan, she isn't a real succubus anyway… She will feel all that energy, all that hunger and be willing to do anything to feed it, she'll be at Mai's mercy…"

The demoness swallowed hard and moaned as her hands clutched her breasts almost of their own accord. Fixing her attractive guest with a look that held enough sexual hunger to make even King flinch, the jade haired demoness once again spoke through clenched teeth.

"And if you sealed Mai's little deal with a kiss you are bound by the contract not only by your word, but by the power of the Realm of Makai and the House of Aensland, ruler of the same Realm!"

King looked back out at the sweaty, lissome forms of her friend and the dark schoolgirl writhing in paroxysms of ecstasy. A new sense of dread filled her. Without taking her eyes from the scene in the middle of the arena the gorgeous blond spoke.

"Would it be futile to pray for a miracle regarding the benefit of a demoness by adoption having sex in public?"

****

Elsewhere in the arena Sakazaki Yuri looked up from kicking the shit out of Guy. The stadium had gone totally silent. Her cute brow knitted in worry. She waved the attention of the other women.

"Hey guys I've got to step out, things have got way too quiet and if it's over I need to find out who won." She looked away. "I kind of made this little bet with Mai…"

Both blond kunoichi and adorable schoolgirl looked up at the lissome brunette and answered at the same time. "Hey so did-"

With a start they stared at each other in consternation.

"She offered me something I really wanted…" Started Maki.

"And she said she wanted me to serve her for a week if she won…" continued Sakura.

"But she had to win in way we'd never consider!" Yuri finished in disbelief. The petite brunette looked at the expressions on her companions. It was all the answer she needed. "I don't believe this! She got all of us?"

"It certainly looks that way…" The Bushin kunoichi said carefully. The trio spent another full second listening to the dead silent coliseum.

Then they ran toward the arena, as fast as they could.

All three stopped in shock though, upon seeing Yugure literally *levitating* in the air, Mai arching back and forth on top of her smiling like the cat that just ate the canary, Dark Sakura naked save for her now soaked panties, and Mai topless, her red silk costume barely concealing her sex. Yugure's hair had gone blue, the shade of blued steel, and the pair of bat wings sprouting from her back were definitely new to Yuri and Maki, though Sakura had seen her 'Twin Sister' in Aensland form before... though that had been a slow, emotional seduction, not like this, writhing and bucking while hovering in midair...

Sakura blushed bright red and tried not to show how wet she had suddenly gotten. Especially at the sight of tiny drops of liquid that slowly trickled down Dark Sakura's smooth thigh.

****

Inside the media control center of the multi-million dollar arena, Robert Garcia was busy grinning like a very happy madman. Every camera in the place was linked to this system and was currently burning the live play onto a DVD that could hold the entire spectacle from every angle. Currently the heir to the Garcia fortune was torn between salivating over two things, the sexy show he was being given, and the dollar signs rolling in his eyes.

He had never once really considered that Mai would actually go through with her offer, especially with how red cheeked and nervous she had been when she made it. He had thought that the whole intent was for her little deal to get out to the other fighters and eventually make its way to Andy, which it had. True to his rather weak character the younger Bogard had tried to interfere.

The pony tailed martial businessman had believed that Mai was going to let him win so he'd finally be satisfied and marry the poor girl. The ratings on something that romantic would have been great!

This was better.

As owner to all the video rights (due to a small clause that promised a nice share of all profits to the fighters in the invitation that every fighter had signed upon accepting this challenge) Robert was positive that what he was recording now was both legal, and pretty well priceless.

Okay not priceless, there wasn't a lot of profit in pricelessness, just really damn expensive.

Robert was so enthralled by this incredible turn of events that he missed the door behind him opening revealing a very feminine figure, dressed in a blue and white Chinese dress, and sporting world famous curled braids in her long black hair...

****

Yugure, meanwhile, was riding huge, crashing, enormous, roaring, GIGANTIC, THUNDERING waves of lust with little idea of how to handle it... except perhaps by expressing it, releasing it....

With that thought in mind, the part-Aensland schoolgirl reached up towards Mai...

...only to have her wrists caught by the slowly sliding kunoichi. "Ah ah ah! Oh no you don't. *I* am going to be the one to win here," Mai admonished the writhing demi-succubus, grinding a *bit* farther onto the younger woman's thigh, but nowhere *near* enough to provide the stimulation she wanted, NEEDED! Yugure writhed even harder as she fought for control both of herself and her captive hands at once.

"Ah... Mai... Maiiii... Please... oh GOD, please! PLEASE!" she begged, trying to change her angle or shift enough so that Mai's sliding womanhood would push against Yugure's soaked panties, surely the way she felt right now just one *touch* would be enough, let alone the pressure of slit to slit, to send her over the edge... but the kunoichi, skilled and balanced, kept her place precisely.

"Not yet..." Mai purred down at Dark Sakura. "You know what needs to happen first..."

"Know...? Mai, oh oh oh, right now I can, AH! hardly even think!! PLEASE! Please tell me!! What do you WANNNNNT!?"

Mai leaned down to the adorable blue-haired head. "I have to win. Surrender, give up, and we'll see..." she teased, her breath alone tantalizing Yugure's earlobe.

Dark Sakura recoiled inwardly. {Surrender? Give *UP?* I've *never* just given up..! But... But... I need... I *need*... I NEED!} Inner turmoil multiplied now by her debate with herself and the lust being imposed upon her, she writhed even more, then jolted in midair as Mai licked - hot, moist yet light - against the side of her neck. "Ooooaaaaaaahhhh....." she groaned, loud and long.

"I have to win...." Mai reminded and teased her at the same time, her breath now drifting along Yugure's side. "I can't risk you getting hold of me in this state until I have the victory..."

Finally persuaded, Yugure surrendered, moaning softly, "All right... you win... I give up..."

Mai, however, wasn't satisfied. "I could barely hear you... louder..."

"Dammit, Mai...." Yugure groaned, then spoke at normal volumes. "I surrender! Mai, you win! ....now please..." she went back to groaning softly for that last phrase.

Mai took up a mock-stern pose atop Dark Sakura, her act spoiled only by her continued motion on Yugure's thigh. "Louder! The timekeeper has to hear you, you know!"

The Aensland schoolgirl moaned again, then cast her pride out the metaphorical window. "YOU WIN! I GIVE! MATCH TO SHIRANUI, DAMMIT!" she howled loud enough to echo in the silent arena. "...now finish..." she whispered, blushing partly in shame now.

****

The arena echoed with the announcer of the fight screaming. "*WINNER! MAI!*"

In Morrigan and King's booth the blond kickboxer covered her face with both hands and sank into her chair.

"Loser, us." King grumbled to her demonic hostess.

****

Pulling the DVD from the recorder Robert held it up in a fingerless gloved hand triumphantly, and grinning with near Dan-like intensity.

"Masters, you owe me big time for this!" He crowed.

"No he doesn't." Came a quiet matter-of-fact voice behind the Kyokugen ryu artist. Before Robert, who was an accomplished warrior of no small skill, could turn around, a high roundhouse kick caught him in the forearm holding the DVD, knocking the disc into the air. Chun Li (of course), continued with the same motion, brought her kicking leg down, switched feet, and blasted the pony tailed man with six kicks so fast it was impossible to see her leg as a distinct entity. Then the beautiful Chinese agent span around, caught the disc, tucked it safely in her outfit, then, still spinning around, cupped her hands at her waist and pushed them forward in a manner every fighting and Dragonball Z fan in the world was familiar with. Those who followed her exploits would recognize the blue-white energy swirling around the world's foremost female fighter as her Ki-Ko-Sho technique, one of devastating power.

However when the gorgeous Chinese woman released her stored energy the explosion wasn't a directed cone of destruction, instead the Interpol agent had drawn on powers she hadn't tapped into since the battle in Egypt against Apocalypse. The result was a sphere of devastation that engulfed the room vaporizing video equipment, memory banks, walls, and sending an extremely battered Robert Garcia flying into the opposite side of the arena. Chun Li stood straight and pulled the DVD from her azure colored top, then blushed slightly. As she strolled toward the hole in the wall she had created the woman produced a double-sided disc case and placed it next to one simply labeled "Present".

Shaking her head the beautiful warrior sighed heavily. Dark Sakura had lost, time to go pay up. As she walked down to the arena Chun Li wondered aloud. "I wonder what Mai-ojosama is going to make me wear for the next week..."

"What you too?" Came a familiar feminine voice. The black haired woman turned to look at three women in matching skintight outfits, accented by heavy crimson boots and gauntlets. One had long blond hair, done into two braids that trailed beyond her finely shaped, and mostly exposed ass. The other two behind her had short hair, one blond, the other a brunette. All had a similar build, were very shapely and despite the blank expression on the pair behind the pony tailed leader all were very sexy.

"Cammy?" Chun Li said somewhat surprised. "Mai roped you into her little scam as well?"

"She got-" Started Juni

"-us too." Finished the blond headed Juli. The black haired beauty was about to speak when another voice caressed Chun Li's ears.

"Hold up, this is getting excessive." Said a carefully lilted and very sensual voice. All four Street Fighting women turned to look at the source. Two women in matching dresses, their outfits differentiated only by their respective white and red vests. The woman who had spoken wore her long blond hair in a carefully arranged hairstyle, while the other wore an almost butch style, chopping her reddish brown hair short, almost boyish. They were the emmisaries of the Orochi, the handmaidens of death, Vice and Mature.

They looked worried.

"Let me get this straight," Vice growled huskily. "The Shiranui girl suckered *ALL* of us into her little plot?"

"It certainly looks that way." Said Todo Kasumi regretfully, arriving with Xiangfei, Blue Mary Ryan, Athena Asamyia, Elena, Kanzuki Karin, Rose, Kagura Chizuru, Kula, Angel, Rindou Makoto, Ibuki, Minazuki Kyoko, (Hime)Zaki Aoi, Kazama Akira, Kirishima Yurika, Wakaba Hinata, Ayuhara Natsu, Mei Li, Felicia, Tenshin Kasumi (of Dead or Alive fame), Hibiki Ran, Leona Heidern, Whip, and Tiffany Lords.

"Rindou? How did she land you and Ibuki-chan?" Chun Li boggled.

"She didn't!" Chirped Ibuki with a huge grin. "I knew Mai would do anything if she set her heart to it so I didn't sign her dumb ol' contract! I'm not a slaaa-ave I'm not a slaaa-ave I'm not a slaaa-ave I'm not a slaaa-ave!" The junior kunoichi sang in obvious glee. Then she saw Makoto's expression and stopped, quickly. "Nani-o Mako-chan?"

Rindou Makoto was looking regretful, sorrowful, and more than slightly guilty. Looking everywhere but at Ibuki, the karate-ka girl dug a bare toe at the floor. Mumbling softly Makoto whispered "Actually you kinda are…"

Ibuki's already huge eyes threatened to break records. "What do you mean? You don't sign for me did you?"

The tomboy cringed. "Well kind of, see I didn't see the "all occupants of bedroom" clause in the contract…"

Ibuki cringed, blushed, and looked angry all at once. Snapping at her lifelong friend the pony tailed kunoichi went on the offensive. "What in the world could Mai-san have offered you in exchange for a week of servitude?" Ibuki demanded.

Makoto's eyes became somewhat distant and dreamy. "Well there was this picture of a deluxe multi-head vacuum with hardwood floor accessories…"

The black haired ninja girl stared for a full minute before burying her face in her hands and starting to cry.

****

Mai smirked down at the writhing Yugure. "That's better. But was that an *order*? You didn't ask nicely..." the kunoichi teased.

Something inside Yugure snapped - not the snap of willpower breaking, but the epiphanic coming together of inspiration sparked by frustration and anger. True, her current state of resonant lust was *totally* outside of her experience... but the biggest hallmark of *both* her selves was adaptability, and there was one card she hadn't played. Spreading both wings and arms wide as if to catch the air, she growled deep in her throat.

Mai, mistaking the noise for one of protest instead of effort, said chidingly, "That's not going to help! Now ask Mai-ojosama nicely to finish..." she glanced off at Kasugano Sakura. "Your original didn't mind doing it."

Kasugano went even redder.

****

Up in the private box, Morrigan suddenly stopped writhing, then sprang up to look out the window at Yugure's spread-eagled body.

"Drawing it in??" the Aensland queen asked rhetorically. Her blond compatriot looked up from behind her fingers.

"What's going on now? I mean, we're sunk, right? Mai got Yugure to concede in a way we'd never have considered... and how come you can move again?" King asked.

Morrigan, unexpectedly, smirked. "Why, little sister, how inspired! It's too late to do *us* any good, I'm afraid, but King dear, I think we're about to be able to see a bit of payback. Onee-chan is actively drawing all the emotion she can to herself."

King shook her head. "What good does *that* do? You said she can't power up from it..."

Morrigan's smirk only grew. "That doesn't mean she can't put it to use..."

****

Dark Sakura opened her eyes - now glowing green - and looked up at Mai. "You were... half right..." she panted. "I can... sense other... people's feelings... and make them... my own... and you used that... against me... and now... you've won the match... so I'm asking you... once more... to please finish..."

Mai shook her head. "Uh-uh! You heard what I want you to say," she giggled.

Yugure gave her a nasty grin, her teeth gritted in effort behind it. "I can also... show other people... how *I* feel..." she growled, focusing her mind, adapting to the awesomely powerful surges of emotion she was riding... then screamed out, "SO ARE YOU AS HOT AS ME, SHIRANUI!?!?" as she slammed every ounce of concentrated lust and need into Mai's mind, making the red-haired kunoichi shriek and arch back like a bow, her fantastic chest bouncing up and around in a wild display of sexiness that, thanks to the audience's reaction and Yugure's resonant attack, only made matters worse for the hentai kunoichi.

By the time Mai was even aware of her surroundings again, panting from the need she'd been imparted by Dark Sakura's sudden reversal, the two of them were standing upright on wobbly legs in the center of the arena, both women's underwear had been cast aside, and Yugure was grinding their bodies together like there was no tomorrow. "I told this to another kunoichi, one of the few times Twin Sis let me out before we separated," Yugure purred in Mai's ear. "Now I'll say it again. We are not finished, Mai-chan. We are going to finish. This is not a request!!"

Pulling back to smile at the still-reeling kunoichi, the Aensland adoptee thought, {It's too bad this empathic resonance trick is taking up almost all my concentration, though. My Aensland wings' morphic abilities can be very... *handy.*} Meanwhile, she was using both of her hands to massage and tug at Mai's huge breasts, while shifting her stance so they each had one leg rubbing against the other's crotch.

****

Back in Ryu and Ken's hospital room Ken stared at the screen of the TV wide mouthed as the match came to its climax. Two realizations sank in through his somewhat fogged brain.

One. The re-broadcast and pay-per-view rights on this was going to be enough for him and Garcia to re-buy their companies.

And two. Eliza was going to kick his ass more ruthlessly than Iori had for being part of this.

For his part Ryu was discovering that his concentration still needed work as the sight of Mai's sweat slick, ecstatically thrashing body was threatening to re-dehydrate him.

****

Groaning and feeling more lusty than she'd ever thought possible, the voluptuous shinobi girl replied in kind to Yugure's action, moving her hips up and down against the younger girl's leg (and not coincidentally rubbing her extraordinary thigh into the short haired girl's sopping sex with the motion) while Mai used her hands on Dark Sakura's breasts, which were far larger in her Aensland form than her natural one. The red haired ninja woman moaned ecstatically again then lolled her head forward, using her height to bring her luscious mouth onto Dark Sakura's graceful neck. As lips caressed and teeth grazed her upper shoulders and throat the Satsu schoolgirl cried out once in pleasure and fastened her bow shaped mouth to Mai's upper breast, her tongue flicking over the smooth skin wildly.

Then both women spread their legs apart just a little bit more, spreading the petals of their labia just a little father, and finally exposing their erect clit's to the slick skin of each other's thighs. Given the hyper-desirous state both women were in, the end wasn't long in coming.

Pun intended.

"oooooo*ooooo*OOOO*OOOAAAAAHHHHHH!!!" the two girls screamed in unison, their fluids spurting down each others' legs as they practically collapsed to the floor, still in each others' arms, Dark Sakura finally reverting to her normal form as she finally, blessedly, worked through the lust she'd been imparted with and closed off her perceptions as best she could, and the releasing of emotion in Yugure's mind likewise freed Mai, and for a moment the two women sighed contentedly in each other's embrace.

"More!" Cried one hardy soul from the audience, and Yugure scowled.

"All that and they're not happy? Perverts," she groused, creating a bathrobe and draping it over Mai, then reforming her fuku, deciding to chance created undergarments for now rather than put her soaked real ones back on. {Brrr, that'd be *cold*,} she thought with a shiver. Turning back to face Mai, she grinned. "Well, you won. Now the fun begins!" she said.

The gorgeous ninja woman pulled her hair out of the robe and tossed it back, grinning brightly. She bowed extravagantly to the now thunderously cheering crowd. Rising up she turned to her new "partner".

"My absolutely wonderfully delicious little girl, you have no idea."

"Does this mean you'll cut me in on your 'betting profits'? I *did* mean to cooperate even before you pulled that very unspeakably nasty dirty trick on me..." Yugure asked with a smirk, and Mai smiled.

"Fair enough. I'll kiss to that!" the redhead replied, suiting action to word and sealing the bargain.

****

Morrigan knew it was time, but the mere concept of what she was about to do sent shivers down her infernal spine.

"Wait a second what do you mean bound by the House of Aensland?" King said desperately. "What will they do to me if I don't obey Mai?"

The succubus didn't look like she was paying attention, the green haired demoness was reaching skyward, hands together like she was catching something. Morrigan's street clothes then underwent a metamorphosis, their shape became made up of outlined bats, then the bats grew eyes, then they exploded into a cloud of small red eyed midnight black animals.

Despite everything the blond woman managed to appreciate the impossibly sexy curves of the succubus' cream colored body. Then the bats swept back onto Morrigan, forming into her midnight bodysuit and purple leggings with ebon black fur lined boots. The emerald eyed woman looked at King with an expression that was a mix of desire, expectation, resignation, and even a hint of fear.

"You don't understand my dear, nor do I believe your cunning friend truly understands what she has done." Morrigan's voice was soft, causing a gentle tingling at the base of the blonde's neck. "Neither you, nor I, nor anyone else who has made this deal with the lovely kunoichi will be able to resist her, you will either obey of your own will, or you will move as a puppet on the strings of the Realm of Makai."

As the true implications of her "deal" began to sink in King watched in stunned amazement as the succubus vanished from the room.

****

Only to re-appear over the center of the arena, looking down at two victoriously grinning young women.

"Oi…" grumbled the succubus. "I hope this doesn't end badly…"

And with that the green haired woman let the full range of Aensland power course through her body. And a green-white glow exploded from the gorgeous demoness' body to spread outward, sweeping through the coliseum, enveloping all the involved female fighters and leaving them, altered.

Yugure involuntarily shifted back to Aensland form as the energy washed over her, feeling an unusual... *authority* in herself this time, the Aensland Princess for true.

Mai's robe shimmered, then changed as well, transforming into her normal fighting outfit, but in place of the white trim was silver and gold, and the red sparkled like garnets and rubies. Shimmering into existence, small tiara connecting to her hair-clasp in back, also in gold appeared, and her sandals morphed into a bizarre stiletto heeled sandal, shoe mix... now the Shiranui kunoichi was a true Queen of Fighters.

All those who had made the bet with Mai (or in Ibuki's case been a part of said bet without making it) acquired a small addition to their outfits... a thin leather collar with a gem suiting the woman's color in the front of it... the symbol of their servitude. There were other changes as well, some subtle, some, not so…

Not understanding what was going on, or why their matching outfits had gained matching accessories, (quite nice ones the blond assassin/secretary thought) Vice and Mature led the lion's share of the girls out onto the field around the arena and stopped at the sight of the three *more* somewhat downcast girls.

Vice's eyes got a bit wild at that. "All right, enough's enough! We can't ALL be her servants! Let's just rush her and thump her into letting us go!"

Giving out a yell of agreement, Mature, Blue Mary, Zaki, Natsu, and Angel broke away from the group and, alongside Vice, charged the ring. Seeing what looked like three-to-one odds approaching (and even *that* was assuming Dark Sakura would assist her), Mai did what any kunoichi would - took a step back preparatory to heading for a location where she could pick them off one at a time.

More familiar than the kunoichi with Aensland powers and bargains, Yugure smirked and stepped forwards. "Don't bother, this isn't even a concern," the Aensland Princess told her Queen of Fighters. She took two steps towards the edge of the ring and the onrushing fighters, swept her hand out imperiously, and put her new Authority behind her voice.

"STOP."

Barely ten feet from the ring edge, the foremost runners already preparing to vault onto the podium, the six fighters froze, wide-eyed in surprise now rather than anger.

"I... can't move..!" Angel ground out, seemingly making an effort to just force her vocal cords to work. In fact, just talking had cause sweat to appear on the blond woman's forehead.

A smirk both smug and haughty crossed Yugure's face as she strolled leisurely to the edge of the ring and, spreading her wings, drifted down to stand among the paralyzed women. "*Naughty* Vice, even *thinking* about harming your new Queen," the Princess purred, casting a mischievous glance back at the shiningly clad Mai. "Very *very* naughty, and foolish to boot. You should know nobody welches on an Aensland Promise… it's just not done. KNEEL."

Vice dropped to her knees as if her leg muscles had quit working, and for all her struggles, couldn't seem to get up. Yugure cast a glance back at Mai. "My Queen?" she asked, her eyes glinting mischief although her short bow was done quite seriously. "What should we do with her? And for that matter, with everybody else?" she asked.

It suddenly fully sank in to Mai "sama" just how much power she had over these women. The statuesque red haired woman drew herself up proudly, haughtily, then laughing and spinning into her "Nipon ichi!" pose. On a sudden inspiration Mai remembered something a certain blond, whip wielding did when she was victorious… the kunoichi tossed her gorgeous hair back, half covered her face with her hand and laughed haughtily. It was known, near universally, as "The Bitch laugh".

"Ho ho ho ho ho!"

Somewhere in the crowd Kanzuki Karin grumbled something about trademark infringement.

"All right you… you…" Her smile lilted upward, becoming positively evil. "You slaves… daring to try and strike your mistress! I'll make sure you're all punished properly, right here, right now!" Her beautiful eyes narrowed. "Especially you Mary-san! With everything we've been through how could you!"

Dark Sakura was rapidly warming to her role as "Princess" and acted accordingly. "Well Mai-sama? What should we do with them?"

The gorgeous, newly crowned Queen of Fighters smiled a small, pleasantly evil smile. The rest of the women that were now under the domain of house Shiranui had formed a ring around the arena. They were staring at Mai with varying degrees of amazement, confusion, trepidation, and occasional jealousy. The beautiful red haired woman smiled at them all.

"All right you," Mai said pointing her now gold colored fan at the kneeling women. "Get up and come up here and join me. Now, line up and kneel on your elbows and knees, stick those cute little butts up!"

Morrigan's emerald eyes grew huge, she knew quite well what was about to happen… Dark Sakura was just as aware and leaped, literally, to stand next to her Queen. Zaki and Vice moved stiffly, still trying vainly to resist the invisible commands that forced them to move at the kunoichi's whim. The rest complied with distinctly unhappy expressions on their faces, but a far more willing attitude. What other choice was there?

"At this time," Mai said, eyes alight with amusement. "You will remove your pants, skirts, or both in your case," the ninja girl said motioning at Vice, Mature, and Zaki. "You can keep you panties on though."

Blushing fiercely behind her mask the pink haired gang leader tried looking away and mumbling something.

"What was that? Speak up musumei-dorei!" (girl-slave) Yugure Sakura yelled happily. Zaki's blush went from "fierce" to "raging inferno".

"I… don't have… any."

Mai and Dark Sakura stared for brief second, then Mai turned away from the kneeling women laughing like crazy. The Satsu schoolgirl still stared in amazement.

"Doesn't all that leather chafe like crazy?" She asked, genuinely curious. The sexy schoolgirl flinched. Still looking away the chain wielding woman tried hard to vanish from the world. In quiet mumbling voice she answered.

"It's not leather it's Lycra, doesn't chafe and it's cheaper…"

Mai finally recovered enough to look at her "subjects", though tears of mirth still showed in her eyes. "Well I guess we'll all just get a good look now won't we? On three girls, one, two-"

"Wait! Hold it! Ya men ka!"

Mai sighed and shook her head. This voice was male, and right now the kunoichi wasn't all that interested in men. Especially brother's to an ex-fiancé who were busy fighting through a crowd of fighting otaku.

Terry Bogard finally worked his way through the enthralled crowd of fighting women and girls to stand on the arena in front of Mai staring at the alterations to her costume for a long moment before recovering and finding his tongue. Although before he could Joe vaulted <I>over</I> the crowd to land next to Terry. He waved cheerily at the newly crowned Queen of Fighters.

"Hey Mai! Genki? Hell of a crowd you got here!" The red haired kunoichi succumbed and laughed merrily.

"Joe-chan! Nice to see you! What do you think of all my prizes?" Mai waved her gold colored fan at the assembled women.

Terry had been covering his face in embarrassment at Joe's obliviousness, when the ninja girl said 'prizes' he looked up sharply. He looked at Mary's kneeling form (and noticed involuntarily how her current position made her cleavage absolutely-) The elder Bogard shook his head quickly and turned to his busty friend.

"All right Mai, I have no idea what that whole thing with you and-" Terry stopped and looked at Dark Sakura who affected her most innocent, demure smile. Which was totally offset by the fur tipped bat wings growing from her back. "Um, well, her. …what are… never mind I don't want to know."

The blond fighter paused. Running out here to save his lady love from certain, well, certain something anyway, had seemed like such a *good* idea at the time. Now, now one of the world's top ten fighters wasn't sure what exactly he was doing. Mai smiled at him with all the charm that she could muster, and the light of her charm could melt glaciers.

Terry withered quickly under the force of this charisma, his tongue went on hiatus, his brain stopped working. The man looked to his kickboxing friend for support.

"So Kasumi, I was wondering, well, um, you know you're well…" Joe stumbled whilst talking to a slightly bemused Todo Kasumi

Terry slapped his palm to his face. "I should have known…"

"Terry-san," Mai started, realizing that if this were to go anywhere she'd have to do the going. "I know you're worried about Mary-chan so why don't you ask her why she's bent down like that?"

It seemed to be the best idea so far the pony tailed man had to admit. He crouched down in front of the short haired bounty hunter, who was currently studying the arena floor with furious intensity.

"Mary, MARY! What the hell is going on?" Terry whispered urgently. Blue Mary looked around wildly, desperately trying to think of a way to avoid answering for a few moments, but realized it was useless; one of the things she loved about the man was his dedication and perseverance, which meant he wouldn't give up until he found out.

Still looking away the blond bounty hunter mumbled her response. "I, ah, kind of made a bet with Mai…"

Terry was nowhere nearly as clueless as his brother. "You bet against her winning didn't you?"

The bombshell bounty hunter flushed slightly darker and nodded. Still mumbling Mary continued. "Well she put some things in the deal that made it tempting, and um, well, she er, won."

There was a pause. Terry was waiting for Blue Mary to continue and the voluptuous hunter was simply to embarrassed to do so. Dark Sakura sighed and stepped in. "All right Mary-chan, tell him what you were about to do, *all* of it!"

The short haired blond winced again. "Er, ah, weeeeellll, these other girls and I, we kind of… promised Mai we'd be her personal servants for a week if she won." The last bit was rushed together. Terry boggled, struck totally speechless. Then Mai and Dark Sakura chorused together.

"AAAANNNNND?"

Another wince. "And um, well, Vice gave us the idea that we should take Mai down and make her give us up."

The pony tailed fighting champion blinked. Terry wasn't used to this sort of thing. He could handle a lot, he'd been through enough emotional turmoil to last several lifetimes and seen things that most people still considered to be fantasies. Today was stretching even that. His kickboxing friend on the other hand saw things slightly different.

"Wow, um, that's completely awesome Mai!" Joe said. "Congratulations on winning!" He then slid up next to Mai. "I don't suppose you could command Kasumi to give me a chance at dating her do you?"

The Shiranui kunoichi shook her head, laughed lightly, and patted his cheek. "Joe-chan, after everything we've done together, I think of you as a very dear friend, and as such it would not be fair of me to ruin your chance at romance by <I>forcing</I> Kasumi-chan to date you. It wouldn't end well." Then leaned forward and put her lips right next to the kickboxer's ear and whispered. "Besides, I've been looking forward to this too much, *I* want a taste of her, but I'll tell you all about it later." Joe Higashi gaped at the implication and stood there with a rather silly expression on his face as the gorgeous, shimmering ninja girl turned toward her crowd of followers, ignoring Terry who was still crouched next Mary looking somewhat stupid.

"Now then," Mai announced, in her best royal voice. "Chun Li-chan, Yurika-chan, Sakura-chan, Whip-chan… *FRONT AND CENTER!!*"

Somewhat hesitantly the four girls approached, Sakura, and Yurika looked the same however Chun Li and Whip's outfits had, altered. The gorgeous Chinese woman was dressed in a cleavage exposing leather bustier that exposed the top of her nipples, black lace panties, garter belt and stockings, her spiked bracers had been replaced by leather wrist braces, each of which had large metal ring attached. She wore six inch black stiletto heels, and her ankles wore the same attachment as her wrists. At her waist, making a kind of belt there were three sets of handcuffs interlocked.

Whip's costume resembled her old one, but now her skirt was slit half way up the sides, looked like it had been vacuum sealed on her tight butt, and ended short enough so that glimpses of her red panties could be seen. And her top now sported a large diamond cut out the area above her breasts, revealing the girl's average sized, but pert and attractive, cleavage. Her whip elbow length gloves, and knee length boots hadn't changed a bit though.

<I>By the Darkness!</I> Thought Morrigan. <I> They actually *want* to serve Mai! Their clothes now reflect how much they want it!</I>

Still ignoring the dumbfounded men Mai turned to the kneeling women. "All right then ladies, continue with your orders."

Grumbling and looking universally embarrassed (except for Mature who strangely enough had a slight smile on her face) the women complied, squirming and shaking their ass' cutely to the cheering audience's hentai delight. This applause turned thunderous when Himezaki Aoi pulled her tights down revealing her naked bottom, and smooth shaven sex.

However the sight of Mary's thong-clad bottom exposed for the world to see shocked Terry, both with how hot she looked and the instinctive male possessiveness that is built in at a genetic level. Honoring a bet was one thing, publicaly exposing his girlfriend's ass to several thousand people was another.

"Look Mai," Terry said getting up and wearing a very dark expression. "I understand she made a bet with you, and now she needs to hold up her end of the bargain but isn't this a little much? She is your friend after all!"

Mai sidled next to the handsome man and threw her arm over his shoulder in a buddy kind of way. She leaned in close. "Terry you're a very dear friend and I actually have a lot of love for you, but I went through a lot of trouble getting all this and I'm not giving it away now. Besides" And at that word the kunoichi leaned in so close her sensual lips were brushing his ear. "If you don't back off now and take Joe with you, I'll tell Mary-chan about the DVD I gave you, and let her do whatever she wants with you."

Terry's face burned scarlet, and without another word he walked forward in a mortified daze, hastily grabbing Joe by the arm and dragging the man with him. The Mhuay Thai champ crossed his arms and huffed. "Maaaaaan, you get a private video of Mai, that babe Chun Li, Yuri and that cute little Sakura having sex and what did I get? A quick kiss on the cheek, a knee to the sternum, a friggin Flame Dance, a fan to the back of the head, then she did something where she hoped over me a few times stopped and yelled 'The Kunoichi's Elbow!' before impaling me in the gut. Life is not fair."

Princess Yugure turned to her queen with an expression saying that she didn't know whether to be proud of Mai for talking her way out of that, ashamed that she'd black mail Terry, or just mortified that the ninja girl had stolen a move from some wrestler freak named 'The Rock'. Queen Shiranui patted her cheek and gave her a quick kiss on the lips.

"Later." With that the voluptuous shinobi woman turned back to her newly exposed 'prisoners' and grinned in a positively evil way. "All right ladies, Chun-chan you get Mature, Sakura-chan you get Natsu, Yurika-chan gets Zaki, Whip-chan you get Angel, and Yu-chan, you get Vice. All right girls, take position beside your target!"

Whip and Chun Li grinned and practically skipped into position next to their targets while the other girls rather hesitantly followed suit. The kunoichi turned to Dark Sakura with an impish smile on her face. "You wait with Vice until later, I want her to know exactly what coming to her."

The Satsu schoolgirl couldn't help but lick her lips in anticipation as she swayed her hips sauntering to the Orochi secretary. Mai turned back to her followers. "And now ladies, let the spanking begin!"

And with that her fan disappeared somewhere into her top, and Mai brought both hands down to smack Mary's mostly exposed bottom. Whip giggled and uncoiled her prized namesake, causing the short haired blond in front of her to wince.

"I suppose asking you to be nice would be a waste of time?" Angel said nervously. The brunette grinned and brushed bangs away from her adorable face.

"Oh, I'm sure you'll enjoy this, if you don't right now, you'll learn!"

CRACK!

Meanwhile Chun Li was busily massaging one butt cheek while bringing her palm down on Mature's other cream colored posterior. The conflicting sensations of pleasure and pain wracked through her body, as the vibrations from the spanking shook the girl, causing her clit to vibrate and thrills of more ecstasy shooting through the blond woman's shapely form. Mature moaned and began thrusting her butt back into the slaps, wincing and shivering with every impact.

Yurika had rapidly warmed up to her roll and the bow of her violin now sang a tune of its own as it stung Zaki's cute ass. The pink haired gang leader's fingers were clutched to the ground so hard her knuckles were white, not because it hurt, even though it did, but because there was no way she was going to give the crowd or Mai the satisfaction of hearing her cry out. The student winced at another smack of the bow. Behind her mask the girl's attractive lips parted in a gasping sigh. Se couldn't be *enjoying* this could she? SMACK!

"…oooh…" Cooed Himezaki. "… Yu-ri-ka…moto…"

Blue Mary couldn't believe what was happening, her best friend was currently spanking her with both hands, embarrassing her before thousands of people, positively humiliating the bounty hunter, Terry had taken off abandoning her, and, and… And her thong was getting soaked from sweat and sex. Because Mai was spanking her in a perfect way, just barely causing pain, shaking the blond woman's labia, and after each slap, the ninja girl would spend time caressing Blue Mary's tight bottom, rubbing the pale skin caringly, and then smacking both palms down just hard enough to put an edge on the thrills of pleasure shooting through her muscular, voluptuous form.

"Oh… AH! God… Mai… oh oh! Mai… I can't-AH! Take… much more… AAAH!"

This dance of pain supplemented by waves of pleasure, was of course, not universal.

SMACKSMACKSMACKSMACK! Sakura's right hand continually hit Natsu's muscled posterior, making the Amazonian girl writhe and squirm with each impact.

"Dammit Kasugano that hurts!"

"Urusai! Mai-ojosama commanded it! Besides you shouldn't have tried to attack Mai-ojosama! That's-" Sakura paused in both her spanking and her speech. It suddenly sank into her exactly how comfortable it was becoming to 'serve' Shiranui Mai. Not only that, how quickly it was becoming comfortable. Her face turning a shade of red not often seen outside dying stars the World's Strongest Schoolgirl resumed her frantic smacking of Natsu's ass making the volleyball player moan and shake more.

Dark Sakura stood back watching slightly amused as the events took place. Finally after watching Natsu twitch in pain again she sighed heavily and reverted to her normal form. The dark schoolgirl walked next to her creator shaking her head.

"Twin sis, hold on a sec, you're not doing it right!" Sakura turned to her Satsu twin and sighed.

"Gomen, I'm trying but it just isn't working like it is with Mai-ojosama…" The short haired girl nodded toward the red haired Queen of Fighters and her blond subject who was currently moaning and arcing her back like a cat being petted. Mary's black thong was obviously wet, and an almost invisible trail of honey flowed down her leg. Dark Sakura licked her lips unconsciously before turning back to the volleyball player and walking to her left side.

"Okay your problem is your angle, see? It's supposed to be more like THIS!"

SMACK!

"AH!" Natsu screamed her already sensitive ass burning in pain, yet this time the vibrations shook her sex and button just so… The black haired woman couldn't help but cry out. "… oh DAMN that felt good!"

Sakura flushed slightly but grinned. The young woman took up position on Natsu's right flank. "You mean like this?"

SMACK!

"AHHH!" Natsu cried out, pleasure and pain mixing once again, her gym panties were now getting more and more wet. "No dammit! Not like that!"

Yugure shook her head. "Hey you! Be quiet, you're the one getting punished here!"

The black haired volleyball player winced and looked away. "Go… gomen a sai…"

"That's better." Huffed Dark Sakura. "Now then Twin Sis, it's like this!"

SMACK!

"Ooohhh!" Natsu moaned even louder, much more pleasure than pain that time.

"AH Wakata!" The normal version of the schoolgirl said brightly. "Like so!"

"AH! AH! Oh… god… don't… stop!" The Gorin student screamed tilting her hips up ward and letting the schoolgirl assault her posterior in an incredibley erotic display.

Mature was thrusting her ass back arcing her back so that the Chinese woman's spanking would nick her labia sending shockwaves of pain and pleasure through her luscious body. The blond assassin felt her lace underwear soaked in her own juices, felt them trickling down her thighs, she was so close, just a little…

"Stop!" Mai's voice commanded. "Time for you to do your thing Yu-chan!"

With a grin that mixed lust, glee, and outright maliciousness the young demi-succubus stepped forward, her wings splitting and becoming a total of eight knobbed tendrils. Then she sauntered behind Vice, (the assassin/secretary was actually trembling slightly) and looked at her red haired mistress. With a mock serious expression the kunoichi gave a dramatic nod.

And Vice's punishment began.