Saya vs Janet - Erotic boxing match!

For Saya, the couple seconds that went by as Janet stepped forward towards her, at the ropes, felt like an eternity. She was dizy, and with her gloves put up by instinct, she couldn't see the Lakota approaching, at least not entirely. She just waited there, mentally preparing for the punishing move to come from the brunette, growing desperate, hearing her taunts and steps, which just fueled her anxiety.

It was then when Saya, expecting a hard blow to her upper body, felt multiple stings down on her guts that came one after another with such speed, that she could never react to them by bringing her guard down. - "Gnnngh... ughhh!" - Saya's pained groans filled the arena, one after another with each of Janet's precise punches. After just a few hits, she had Saya already doubled over, with her mouth wide open and eyes narrowed, as it almost seemed like her punches were the ones keeping the pinkhead on her feet.

As soon as Janet stopped the barrage of punches, Saya's wobbly legs gave in, slowly crumbling to her knees, and then resting her back against the ropes. - "F-fuck..." - Saya mumbled, knowing what was coming for her after that.

Saya looked up at Janet, who stood in front of her with such authority, that it actually felt downgrading for the Japanese girl. Saya was just so pissed off with herself for not being able to continue pressuring her advantage just a couple minutes ago after knocking down the Lakota, and now she had been paid back with the same, helpless in her knees at the moment just as the 'playful' minute started.

- "W-what are you... doing?!" - Saya protested, expecting Janet to start playing with her instantly, but instead the brunette was pulling at her legs, spreading them wide, and then just hanging her arms at her sides, resting on the middle rope. Saya blushed deeply just from being in that position, having her rival just in front of her. She looked to the side, with her eyes barely opened as Janet bit down at her bikini top, removing it with a wild jerk, just to then hear the American's mockery on her breasts. - "J-just... hurry up and be done with it! I'll get you back for this" - Saya shouted back at her, keeping her eyes narrowed, blurring her vision on purpose to avoid looking at the crowd, knowing all of them had their eyes on her during that shameful moment. Saya did her best to keep her moans as silent as possible, releasing hot air from her mouth, but keeping her voice down. She wouldn't let the public know how skilled Janet was at this and, despite all her efforts to think of something else, how good she felt.

Saya waited patiently, sticking to the rules, letting Janet do whatever she wanted. In her mind, she deserved it, she wouldn't have allowed her opponent to knock her down.

As if the humilliation of being in that position wasn't enough, Janet then used the Japanese girl's pink top to stuff her mouth with it. - "Hey! Wa...!" - was the only thing Saya could let out before the pink garment was almost completely inside her mouth, with just a string hanging from her lips.

Saya shook her head desperately, continuously kicking away with her legs as she tried to endure the sexual stimulation, being successful so far in keeping herself calm. However, Janet seemed to be an expert in this, and not only did it felt really good, it was quickly ramping into a more pleasurable experience. It wasn't too long before Saya would finally release a moan. A long, intense, yet muffled moan.

That was when Saya was literally saved by the bell, which indicated the end of the minute. Saya immediately spit the pink bikini top to the side, frantically closing her legs. - "Enough!" - She yelled, glaring up at Janet's eyes with a frowned face.

That minute felt like an eternity for the Japanese pugilist, and surely an experience she wouldn't want to go through again. She used the middle rope to get back onto her feet, shakily at first, but slowly recovering her composure. She would then take a deep breath, signaling the referee she was ready to continue.

Saya was shaking, down on her ass with her back against the ropes. At the moment, she was overwhelmed with the amount of flashes raining down on her, the whole humilliation she was going through at the moment. The arena felt so immense to her, wherever she looked at, there was a bunch of raging fans cheering for Janet. She understood what it meant to fight at the AFW there. One second you're their idol, the next you're nothing. She also understood, instead of crying and being mad about it, she had to win them back.

Saya took a deep breath and used the same ropes Janet used to hang her arms to support her weight and get onto her feet. One part of her wanted to take back her bikini top and put it back on, but the other part saw how Janet stayed topless even after her own knock down by her own will, and so the pink-haired pugilist decided to do the same. The referee looked at Saya, asking her for her condition. - "I can keep going..." - Saya signaled her, bumping her gloves together, bouncing on her tiptoes. Her now bare, generous breasts jiggled along, with her long pink hair now freely flowing behind her back.

* Ding ding *

The bell rang, and Janet didn't make Saya wait, springing forward with renewed motivation. The brunette struck fast with a methodical jab to her cheek, forcing Saya back a single step. The Japanese girl was in no position at the moment to fight on Janet on equal terms, and so she opted for a defensive strategy, at least temporarily, dancing across the ring in retreat. Of course Saya wouldn't say a thing. She had a shameful blush on her cheeks. She didn't like being forced to do something like this, but Janet might just destroy her if she didn't. Knowing Saya's personality, her retreat meant nothing more than huge respect for the Lakota.

Saya's arousement levels were quickly going down as she kept jumping on her tiptoes, keeping herself light as she avoided a head on enocunter with the Lakota. Little by little, she was gaining back the confidence in her own body she needed to finally fight back, knowing her current limitations due to how damaged she was moments ago. The Japanese pugilist would notice how the defensive tactic was more effective than she initially thought, taking a look at the woman in front of her and how she was getting desperate to the point she'd implore her to fight back. - "Come and get me, sweetie!" - Saya ended the sentence with a louder tone on the last word, repeating the brunette's term. Unfortunatelly for Saya, Janet would take those words  literally, and the pink-haired girl found herself being pushed back by brute strength. - "H-hey! Stop! That's cheating!" - Saya would yell as the friction made by her barefeet and the canvas was not enough, and she was slowly sliding back.

Janet would continue pushing, overpowering Saya, having her already just a couple steps from the ropes. - "Not again..." - Saya thought as she looked back. She had to stop her. Saya would then step to the side, quickly twisting her torso, with that, she tried to deflect in some way Janet's own impulse, and have the American crashing herself against the ropes.